Yun County.

The men and horses with the remaining supplies stayed in place for a while to rest, and Master Fang took a pot of water and walked to the other side.

The closer you are to Subei, the more you can feel the heat and drought. Yunxian is close to Subei, and it is also affected by the drought. The land is cracked, the flowers and plants on the roadside are listless, pulling their heads, and even the wind blowing on the face is all With heat.

Not far from the disaster relief team, a group of men in uniform tight-fitting clothes hid in the dark, each with a black mask with a strange pattern on his face, which strictly covered the upper half of his face.

It was the sudden appearance of these people that prevented them from suffering heavy losses.

Before the incident, even Fang Jun didn't know that there was such a team beside them.

Mr. Fang expected that this trip would not be smooth sailing, but he didn't expect those people to be so courageous, and the people dispatched just happened to be able to suppress them. Mr. Fang couldn't imagine what would happen to them now if His Majesty hadn't left behind. situation.

As he walked, Mr. Fang recalled what happened at that time.

The incident happened in the middle of the night. Except for the night watchman, everyone else fell into a deep sleep. Master Fang was awakened by the sound of swords colliding, and his subordinates heard the sound and rushed to protect him in the middle.

Those people's purpose was clear, and it was for relief supplies, so they didn't use fire. In the sound of the fighting, their side gradually lost the enemy and fell behind.

Seeing that another carload of supplies was snatched away, Mr. Fang grabbed his subordinate's knife and slashed at the thief desperately.

He was hit, and he was also exposed to the eyes of the enemy. The cold light flashed behind him, and it was too late to dodge.

Fang Jun is not afraid of death, he just hates that he failed to complete His Majesty's mission this time, and failed to deliver relief supplies to Subei safely...

The sharp blade was approaching, and at the last moment, there was a sound of "crashing", the long sword was picked apart, and fell to the ground with a "bang", followed by the sound of a sharp weapon piercing into the body.

Master Fang wiped the blood that had been splattered on his face, only to discover that a group of people in black suits had reached the vacancy of the soldiers and fought with the enemy.

In the dark night, these men in black are like ghosts, wandering on the battlefield, taking the lives of the enemy.

The situation reversed in an instant.

"Have a drink, everyone." Master Fang walked to the team and didn't rashly approach.

After the thieves were repelled, these people stayed behind to protect them in secret, and they were attacked several times later. With these people there, it didn't cause any loss, but the other party damaged a lot of people here.

Mr. Fang faintly smelled the smell of blood, and could not help but hand the kettle to the leader: "Are you injured? I brought some emergency medicines. You wait for me for a while, and I will bring it to you."

"No." The voices of the men in black were as cold as the masks on their faces.

"This is the medicine that I specially asked for the imperial doctor Gu from the imperial hospital before I came here. You know, imperial doctor Gu, the imperial doctor who specializes in recuperating your body, and his medical skills are very clever. I thought that this time it would not be peaceful, so I asked I have some emergency medicine, no, it just works." Master Fang could feel that the young man in front of him would not be too old, and because the other party saved his life, he was very fond of him.

"..." Hearing a certain name, the man in black swallowed the words of refusal.

"I know that you are acting under orders to protect us, but you must also protect yourself. If you are injured, how can you protect us? So are the people you brought. If you need anything, just say it directly." Mr. Fang couldn't help but babble.

The young man laughed softly: "Do the people in the court know that Mr. Fang is so meticulous?"

"I want them to know what to do," Mr. Fang waved his hand, "I'll get you medicine, just wait a while."

Mr. Fang brought the medicine back. There were several types of medicine bottles, large and small. At first glance, it was the style of Imperial Physician Gu. Seeing the young man took the medicine and stuffed it into his arms, Mr. Fang showed satisfaction: "You can't help but treat your body as a back. Don't forget to take your medicine."

"Thank you, Mr. Fang, for the medicine." The man in black handed over.

"Don't, I should thank you first for your life-saving grace," Mr. Fang stopped him and said with a serious look, "I'm afraid the next part of the road will not be easy to go, so please worry about it."

After Mr. Fang finished speaking, he went back. He is the main person in charge of this disaster relief, and there is still a lot to do.

After the rest, Master Fang led people to count the supplies, wrote down the losses and surpluses as a book, and sent them back to the court, and he continued north with the people.

Their mission has only just begun.

After receiving the excerpt from Subei, Shang Junlin immediately summoned the Prime Minister and the Minister of the Household to discuss the next plan.

Subei is very involved, and it is a solid barrier for Da Huan to the north, so nothing can happen.

"Doctor Gu seems to have something on his mind, did something happen?" After the pulse diagnosis, Shen Yu saw that Imperial Physician Gu was distracted and asked.

"It's Chen's younger brother. He said that he has to go out for a few days. It's been more than ten days, and there is no first-line news." Imperial Physician Gu had no friends who could say these words, and he was really worried in his heart.

"Gu Huai?"

"Yes, Xiao Huai is so old, he hasn't been separated from me for such a long time, and I don't know where he went, whether it will be dangerous." Imperial Physician Gu frowned slightly.

"Doctor Gu, rest assured, Gu Huai will be fine."

"Thank you for your relief."

In the evening, Shen Yu nestled in Shang Junlin's arms and asked about Gu Huai.

"Does Your Majesty know where Gu Huai went?"

"Why did Ayu suddenly ask him?" Shang Junlin pinched his gloomy face, "Who told you something?"

Shen Yu: "It's Imperial Physician Gu. I'm worried about my brother, so I said a few more words to me."

Shang Junlin: "Ayu still remember what I said before that I sent someone to follow Fang Jun and them secretly?"

Shen Yu: "Your Majesty said that it was Gu Huai who secretly followed Lord Fang to Subei?"

Shang Junlin nodded: "Well."

Shen Yu: "Why did Your Majesty think of sending him?"

Shang Junlin: "First, no one in the court knew about Gu Huai, so I sent him to avoid people's eyes and ears. Second, I saw him as a general and wanted to give him a chance to make contributions."

The way Dahuan entered the dynasty as an official is fixed, only the military attache has room for maneuver, but now the Dahuan country is peaceful and there is no war, which means that this road is also blocked. If you want to enter the dynasty and become an official, you can only Be able to follow the rules.

"I can't always be in charge of my own expedition, and Da Huan should also be a group of qualified generals." Shang Junlin picked up a gloomy strand of hair and wrapped it between his fingers.

After the calamity of the previous emperor, Dahuan's interior can be said to be devastated, the civil officials are still good, and the military generals say that no one will succeed.

When the late emperor was in power, capable generals were demoted or even killed for various reasons, and those who were on top were straw sacks. If this were not the case, Da Huan would not have been defeated in succession and lost so much territory.

"Does Your Majesty want to rehabilitate those generals?" Shen Yu turned over and lay on Shang Junlin.

"It's not just those generals who need to be rehabilitated? Many ministers who are dedicated to the country have also been sacrificed innocently. I want to clear their stigma."

When talking, Shang Junlin always stared at Shen Yu's eyes, Shen Yuqing couldn't help blinking, and lowered his head to rub his cheek: "Your Majesty can definitely do it."

Shang Junlin stretched out his hand to wrap his gloomy waist, and his eyes were as black as thick ink.

If being a bright monarch is what Ayu wants, he is willing to become the most qualified emperor in Ayu's mind, as long as Ayu is willing to stay by his side forever.

The disaster relief was arranged in an orderly manner. Regarding the group of thieves, Shang Junlin also handed it over to a general in the north, and he was bound to be arrested.

However, there are still difficulties in disaster relief.

Some of the supplies were taken away, and although the court kept spares, it was not enough.

Subei is too big, including the entire Subei army, the consumption is amazing, and the drought does not know when it will end. If the delay is too long, the court will not be able to consume it.

After the minister of households peeled off the second batch of supplies and went out, after calculating the remaining amount, he had to look for Shang Junlin with a bitter face.

At that time, Shang Junlin was discussing alcohol with Shen Yu in Yuzhang Palace.

After more than a month of trying, Shen Yue finally succeeded in making the first bottle of medical alcohol, and she sent the alcohol to the Yuzhang Palace as soon as possible.

Eunuch Meng walked in from the outside: "Your Majesty, the Minister of the Ministry of Housing is asking to see you."

"It is estimated that it is for disaster relief, Your Majesty, can I be with me?" Shen Yu had some thoughts on this matter.

"Then Ayu will accompany me to the imperial study."

So, when the minister of households arrived at the imperial study, he saw Shen Yu and Shang Junlin.

"I have seen Your Majesty, Your Majesty." Although he did not understand why your Majesty was here, the Minister of the Household respectfully saluted.

"Your Majesty, I have something important to announce."

"Precise play."

"Your Majesty, I am sorry to say bluntly that the treasury is not enough to support the disaster in Subei for a long time. If there is no other way, it can only last for a month at most, but Your Majesty also knows that the drought is often accompanied by locust plagues, plagues, etc., one month, I am afraid……"

There is another very serious problem. After the autumn and before the winter, the nomads in the north will go south and loot everything they can. If Subei is still affected by the disaster, Dahuan will be in danger.

"Do you have a plan?" Shang Junlin certainly knew the seriousness of the problem.

"I think of two methods, one is to re-levy the civil tax, and the other is to re-collect the commercial tax. Both of these methods can solve the urgent need." The Minister of the Household said in a deep voice.

Shang Junlin frowned. Dahuan's taxes are all at the end of the year. If it is collected now, many people will not be able to pay it. Moreover, these two methods will take a certain amount of time to complete. From the local area to the capital to Subei, the time required is too long. More, the consumption of manpower and material resources will not be less.

"I also know that this method is not appropriate, but..." There is no other way for the time being.

"Your Majesty, I have a way to change the heavy collection of civil and commercial taxes to voluntary donations. For the common people, we can donate as much as we can, and we can't affect their normal life for disaster relief. Wealthy gentry or noble families can be based on The materials they donate are given a certain reward. This method focuses on rewards, and the rich all have a comparison mentality. Wouldn’t it be better to let them donate voluntarily than forcibly collect them?”

The Minister of the Ministry of Housing is a smart person. He can figure out the difference between the two at once. If he donates actively, he will not have any complaints and will give the donor a sense of honor.

He cupped his hands and saluted Shen Yu: "Your Majesty!"

"The adults don't need to be too polite. The specific operation still needs the adults to make arrangements. There are also vassal kings from various places, and Subei is in trouble. As the royal family, they should contribute to the country."

After listening to Shen Yu's words, the Minister of Hu couldn't help but glance at him, and cupped his hands: "I must do my best!"

The author has something to say: Shangshu of the Ministry of Housing: The king of the vassal and the wool of the family, when it comes to this, I am excited