The Submissive Emperor

24

"The prince liked to eat sweets when he was a child, and he often carried a few on him." Ji Zhuo smiled and shook his head. He really talked about the prince's preferences with Lou Jing. "His favorite is a kind of milk honey. ."

"Milk honey?" Lou Jing's eyes lit up. Milk honey is made by boiling milk into a paste and then coating it with honey. Then, is the milk scent on His Royal Highness the prince secretly eating sweets?

"Yes, but that's all his childhood preferences," the queen's eyes showed a little nostalgia, "that kid has become more and more reticent over the years, and I don't know what he likes to eat now."

Lou Jing jotted it down secretly, ready to go back and ask Chang En.

"He is not good at silk and bamboo, and he doesn't like singing and dancing. As for the nickname..." Empress Ji hesitated in her eyes.

The Qinghe River burst its dyke, damaged countless fertile fields, and displaced thousands of people. From August to now, the situation has not been alleviated, but has worsened.

Xiao Chengjun knelt on the ground, watching the piles of folds in front of him, his hands hidden in his sleeves gradually clenched. He was in charge of disaster relief before, and he had already allocated silver to the household department. The weather in the Central Plains has been smooth all year round, and there are eight counties in Qingyang County, all of which are considered wealthy. As long as the new county guards are conscientious and dedicated, it will not be a problem to relocate the people of Qinghe County.

"Hundreds of refugees surrounded Qingyang City..."

"Refugees rushed into the surrounding counties, beating, smashing, looting..."

"Qingyang Granary was attacked, refugees looted, and 87 people were killed or injured..."

Before the wedding, Xiao Chengjun had handled 80% of the disaster relief matters. If someone deliberately made trouble, he would never have such a big problem.

Today, I will report the suffering of the refugees, and tomorrow the memorial to abolish the prince will follow one after another.

Closing his eyes, Xiao Chengjun felt exhausted like never before. Such a court, in the position of prince, even if he had the literary and martial virtues of the great ancestor Taizong, he could not save the people's suffering.

Close to the memorial in his hand, Xiao Chengjun slowly bowed his head, "The child minister was twelve years old and followed his father’s imperial court to listen to politics. I am ashamed of my father. Erchen..." The prince slowly raised his head, tears filled his red eyes, "But please, my father, abolish the position of Prince Erchen, and choose a good one."

Emperor Chunde was taken aback, and he never expected that the prince would say these words, "...Is it a trifling matter for the crown prince to abolish it? You go back and discuss the matter tomorrow."

Xiao Chengjun stopped talking, kowtowed and retired, and there was a chill in his heart. If the father had planned to abolish him, he would definitely not be like this.

There was a long way to go from the Imperial Study to the East Palace. Xiao Chengjun waved back the chariot and walked back slowly by himself.

There was no one on the long palace road, and occasionally guards and court ladies passing by would stop and salute, and wait for the prince to pass by before moving forward. The wall of the Humane Palace was ten thousand and three feet high. In fact, it was only one zhang three feet. Xiao Chengjun stroked the thick wall with one hand and watched the flying birds pass by the high wall. For those trapped in it, even if it is only three inches high, it is as difficult as Wanren to pass.