readytorunbook Chapter 293 The throne that even dogs hate
Chapter 293 The throne that even dogs hate
Then, the emperor of Xiyue Kingdom took a look at the brocade bag and thought it was nonsense.
Especially since he felt that it was sent from Dongsheng Country, there must be something special about it.
How could these countries be so kind as to remind him?
Of course, since he is an emperor after all, he still has some doubts.
He turned to the Imperial Master and said, "Look at this brocade bag. According to what the Imperial Master has deduced, is it possible?"
The Taoist priest took a look and immediately felt it was ridiculous. "Your Majesty, this seems unlikely. After all, this is a national crisis. It is the operation of heaven and earth. Normally, unless it is the way of heaven, even gods cannot accurately predict it."
"What is written on the brocade bag has clearly transcended the operation of heaven and earth. It belongs to the laws of nature and cannot be peeped into by anyone."
"Unless it is the Heavenly Dao, and the one who wrote it is the God Emperor who controls the operation of the three realms. Otherwise, no one can achieve this level."
After the Taoist priest finished speaking, the Emperor of Xiyue Kingdom felt relieved immediately.
But they didn't know that a disaster was about to happen, and they were still silently rejoicing.
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Dongsheng Kingdom
After Emperor Xuanwu finished his court session, he came over to see Luo'er.
This little girl is really cute. Emperor Xuewu likes to pinch her face every time, and the Queen also can't let her go.
"grandparents……"
Luo'er walked over with a smile and bowed gently.
"Luo'er, grandpa and grandma's little darling, come here, let grandpa and grandma hold you for a while."
Emperor Xuanwu simply hugged him and sat him on his lap.
"Grandpa, have you given the order regarding the treasure bag?" Luo'er asked hurriedly.
Emperor Xuanwu smiled, but there was deep worry in his eyes, "Luo'er, I have already given the order. But this amount of national treasury income is too high."
"After all, the people have to leave their homes and become displaced. We have to take care of their food, clothing, housing and transportation. This will cost almost half a year's income from our treasury."
Emperor Xuanwu felt bitter. He sighed helplessly, "The situation in Dongsheng has just improved in the past two years. If all this money is used to save the people, I'm afraid the military will be much weaker."
"Many ministers have raised this issue, saying that our treasury really cannot support the food, clothing, housing and transportation of so many people."
"If we only save their lives and ignore their displacement, it won't work. With so many people, they may become the root cause of civil unrest in the court."
This is the reality of government affairs. The government is stuck in this deadlock and cannot extricate itself.
The imperial court simply did not have the financial resources for disaster relief, so during the court discussions, almost everyone was thinking about one question.
Should these people be rescued?
Even if we save them, how can they survive?
These are all things that the imperial court should consider. After all, if civil unrest occurs, the imperial court will be very troubled.
Luo'er could see the doubts and worries in Emperor Xuanwu's heart, but what he wanted more was to save the victims.
"How much silver will it cost?" Luo'er raised her head and looked at Emperor Xuanwu, her eyes full of clarity and purity.
"After all, with so many disaster victims, I'm afraid it will take one million taels of silver to meet the most basic needs of life."
Emperor Xuanwu sighed helplessly, "It might cost two million to settle them down a little bit."
"But now, with all the fiscal expenditures added up, there is simply no extra money to help the victims."
Emperor Xuanwu felt helpless. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes seemed to be beyond the control of her spiritual spring water and spiritual spring ointment.
[Alas, my grandfather is in poor health. Even if I were 20 years younger, it wouldn’t be enough for him. This is too…worrying. This is not being an emperor, this is simply stealing his life.]
[Alas, being an emperor in a high position of power is actually a job that is more tiring than being a dog. Poor Grandpa Emperor.]
When Emperor Xuanwu heard this, he suddenly fell silent.
Well, yes, he has to do all the work that even dogs dislike.
I originally wanted to abdicate and let Helian Yan'an inherit the throne quickly. I didn't expect that they would conquer the Southern Kingdom.
Up to now, the candidate for the crown prince has not been decided, and everyone is afraid of becoming the next crown prince and being murdered.
I am so tired...
I thought I could hold on for a while, but when I heard my inner voice, I couldn't hold it anymore.
I couldn't help but burst into tears, "Luo'er, grandpa is suffering!"
Luoer: ???
Helian Yanan: ???
Xu Yinyin: ???
Queen:? ? ?
This……
Is it because of Luo'er's voice?
They sound pretty sad though!
Thinking of Luo'er's feelings, everyone couldn't help but cry.
Especially Helian Yanan, he really felt the same way...
This damn throne, whoever sits on it will die young...
But Luo'er didn't know that they could hear people's thoughts, so Luo'er thought it was about the victims.
Originally, if we didn't know, these disaster victims would just die, and the country would just continue to produce more people.
It would be better to solve this problem slowly than now, when there are so many more things to do.
Now that we know, let’s figure out what to do about it!
Although Luo'er is young, he understands this!
"Dad, please donate some supplies from the South Country to the East Country. Look, Grandpa is so worried that he's crying."
Luo'er curled her lips. The Southern Kingdom did make a lot of money from that war.
But compared with the deficit in the South, this amount of money is just enough to operate.
Helian Yan'an was helpless and curled his lips, "Father, the Southern Kingdom has some extra money from the recent land cession and compensation, and we can donate some of it."
"But it's just a drop in the bucket. If we give more, the people of the Southern Country won't agree."
"We can only give about 100,000 taels. After all, the Southern Kingdom is actually poorer than the Eastern Kingdom."
Helian Yan'an was also very helpless, after all, that was the treasury of the Southern Kingdom.
There are too many decisions to make, and by then, those old ministers of the Southern Kingdom will have to threaten to commit suicide.
I'm afraid that even 100,000 taels would require a lot of arguments in the court. There is no precedent for donations.
In ancient times, if a country took money from another country, it was equivalent to paying tribute.
It will directly lower the status of one's own country.
The only thing that can be explained is that Helian Yan'an is the son of Emperor Xuanwu, so helping his father can be barely justified.
But we can’t support too much…
Emperor Xuanwu smiled and said, "Of course I understand. The situation in the South is not good either. Father understands what you said."
Luo Er sighed helplessly and said with a smile, "Grandpa, I raised this question. I will also think of a solution."
Emperor Xuanwu felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. He raised his eyes and let the tears flow in.
The queen looked at Emperor Xuanwu and smiled helplessly, "I still have some gold and silver jewelry in my palace. If we sell them all, they will be worth about 10,000 taels. Take them for emergency use first."
Luo'er suddenly felt a little helpless, as there wasn't actually much gold, silver, and jewelry in her space.
He could barely scrape together perhaps only about 10,000 or 20,000 taels of gold, accumulated from the gold given to him by others since he was a child.
As a qualified miser, Luo Er was reluctant to take out the spiritual stones in the space.
She felt around in space and realized that these spirit stones could not flow into the mortal world, otherwise it would definitely cause unrest in the mortal world.
She suddenly realized a problem. Damn, she was so poor in the mortal world.