Chapter 12: Capital embroidered pillow

The minister next to her who had always supported her was silent after listening to her words, all with their heads down, no one agreed.
She was not surprised at this. Among these important officials, who would dare to say that they were incorruptible? Her thoughts touched other people's cakes, and naturally no one would support it. Even the emperor sitting above, really wants to embarrass her, and now he can seize the opportunity to make her inhumane inside and outside.
But after all, Huachun felt very relaxed. At the beginning, I spent countless writing plans all night, although now I can only say a little bit, but being able to speak out in public, she feels very satisfied. Anyway, Prime Minister Hua is also a maverick, with her skin, she also makes her chic.
Yu Wenjie stared at her for a long time.
Previously, I felt that Prime Minister Hua had changed a little, as if he had changed a person. He also specifically checked his mole on the back of the neck. Unexpectedly, when he became serious, Hua Jinghua was still Hua Jinghua. Only he had the courage to tell the truth that others would never tell.
Although he didn't like him, as an emperor, it was his luck to have such a person to assist him.
"Good idea." Yu Wenjie nodded towards Huachun.
The four characters were like deep-sea torpedoes in the Palace of Xuanzheng, which caught everyone by surprise. General Meng, who was standing behind him, panicked for an instant: "The emperor, if you follow the prime minister's words, you can really pull your whole body together, I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble."
"General Meng said it is quite true." Taishi Tang glanced at Huachun and couldn't help but said: "Doing this will delay disaster relief."
There are a lot of weird gazes behind, Huachun can feel it, but her back straightens instead.
She didn't say a word wrong, she didn't need a guilty conscience and worry.
"You needn't worry too much about all the Aiqings." Sitting Yu Wenjie said lightly: "I feel that the prime minister can stay and discuss the details with me carefully. I can give all the arrangements tomorrow without delay."
Anyway, the situation is almost the same every year. When the relief supplies are released, the people are almost dead. It is better to try other methods, and he has nothing to do or fights.
"This..." Everyone looked at each other, Taishi Tang even gently pulled Huachun's sleeve.
Huachun ignored them, her heart was like a wave crashing on the shore, and she was joyful!
It would be great if a case that has not been used in modern times can be used in this place! The emperor didn't seem to be as unreasonable as he thought, at least he could hear the words, and it would be worthwhile for her to rack her brains to think about classical Chinese.
Seeing that Prime Minister Hua didn't mean to change his mind, all the old officials didn't speak any more.
Yu Wenjie said: "Nothing else, please leave first, all Aiqing, and stay with Prime Minister Hua."
"...The ministers retired."
The voice is small and untidy, which is obviously dissatisfied. Huachun understood their feelings, but didn't plan to be their savior this time, watching them leave quietly.
"Move to Zichen Hall." Yu Wenjie got up and looked at her and said: "I hope the prime minister just said that it is not a whim, but that there is already a plan that can be implemented."
Wow, this is the longest sentence she has ever heard from him!
...However, this is not the point, the point is that the plan she prepared can really come in handy! Huachun subconsciously folded her hands together, her eyes glistened, and she looked at the emperor moved.
Before I said the word "Thank you, the emperor", I saw the person in front of me staring at her. Looking at her expression, there was a clear look of disgust in his eyes. Without a word, he got up and passed her and went outside.
"..."
What's the situation? Did you just disagree with what she said? Huachun's head was full of question marks, clutching his and following him out.
Too sissy! Yu Wenjie frowned.
If it weren't for the usefulness of the words, Guanghua Jinghua's eyes were just like that, he wanted to pick him up and throw him out of the window!
How can a man live like this?
Yu Wenjie, who grew up on horseback, admired the iron-blooded man, and naturally, he hated embroidered pillows. And Hua Jinghua, whether it is appearance or kung fu, is a capital embroidered pillow.
If he couldn't say anything useful later, he really didn't mind pushing him out and confronted the old and cunning ministers to do disaster relief. At that time, he would know that to be a good old man in the court would be of no use at all. In the face of interests, people would never help him again.
With a cold snort, the emperor walked hurriedly and quickly.
Huachun still had injuries on her body, clenched her teeth and followed behind him, walking out of sweat.
Why do you think this prime minister can't want to be a man? Although men don’t have dysmenorrhea, they are really miserable in other ways!
She now understands that people really still can't envy others from one aspect alone. In general, women are better treated than men. She now wants to go back and continue to enjoy the life of a woman, is God still awake?
"Boom—"
With a thunder, Huachun jumped a step aside with a "wow".
Yu Wenjie, who was walking ahead, paused, frowning and looking back at her.
Duke Qin said with a light smile: "It's going to rain this day. Don't be afraid of the prime minister, it's just thunder."
"...Hmm." Huachun smiled embarrassedly.
This thunder strikes too coincidentally, is God provoking her? The general idea is: "I am awake but just won't satisfy your wish"?
Cursing her lips, she continued to follow the emperor all the way to the Zichen Palace.
There is a large table in the front hall of Zichen Hall, which can be used for meetings and banquets, but now the emperor obviously won’t give her anything to eat, so he sits down on the main seat and motions her to sit down too. speak.
After rationalizing his thoughts, Huachun quickly entered the state, took paper and pen, tried to speak in classical Chinese, and gave the emperor little by little analysis on how to arrange disaster relief.
I said this for an entire hour. I was holding back what I didn't dare to say before. Now I have all reported to Yu Wenjie, such as letting the people supervise the officials, or sending officials who can't come to supervise each other. The most important thing is that this routine cannot be the same year after year. It has to be changed so that people have no chance to take advantage of the loopholes in advance.
After an hour, the sun went down.
After drinking a sip of tea, Huachun looked at Yu Wenjie and waited for him to express his attitude.
She was talking the whole time, like a stand-up comedian, the uncle also gave a sign!
Looking at the messy paper and some unclear symbols on the table, Yu Wenjie was silent, thinking for a while and saying, "Just do what you say."
This idea is good and perfect, but if it is done seriously, I am afraid that it will encounter considerable resistance.
After thinking about it, Yu Wenjie approached her, and just when he wanted to say something, a spicy and gluttonous smell came into his nose.