Nongmenfu girl's daily life

Chapter 841 Is This Persecuting Me?
The old emperor felt that something was wrong, and just about to speak, he heard the first assistant step forward, "Liaocheng, the mountains are high and the rivers are far away, even if you send people to send relief money and relief food, the journey will be uneven, and the money and silver may not be transferred smoothly. It will be delivered, even if it is delivered, it may be too late. There is no cure for the plague for the time being, the only way is to let the imperial physician go and research the prescription. But the research cycle of the prescription is long, and the imperial physician may not be able to bear the bumps all the way. Most of the imperial doctors in imperial hospitals are elderly people."

"So, what does Ai Qing mean?" The old emperor frowned deeply.

Shoufu cupped his hands and said: "I believe that the Hubu Shangshucheng's policy is the only way, although it is cruel and ruthless."

The old emperor held his forehead, with a painful expression on his face: "Old and young in the city... Tens of thousands of people... I, I can't bear it."

Hubu Shangshu knelt down and knocked his head on the ground, "Your Majesty, you can't be kind to women! Although there are tens of thousands of people in Liaocheng, if the plague in Liaocheng spreads, there will be... tens of thousands of people at that time." They will all die from the plague in Liaocheng! The purpose of destroying Liaocheng is to keep more people from the Lin dynasty!"

The Minister of the Ministry of Industry also knelt down and echoed: "Yes, with tens of thousands of people, all the people of the Lin Dynasty were saved. Their sacrifices are for the future generations of the Lin Dynasty, and death is worth it!"

The Minister of Rites hesitated for a moment, looked at the gloomy eyes of the first assistant, quickly knelt down, and echoed: "Your Majesty, if the source of the plague is not stopped, the plague will spread rapidly, and it may spread to the capital soon!"

"My minister agrees."

"My minister agrees."

"My minister agrees."

One after another, many officials knelt down, mostly officials from the Ministry of Households, the Ministry of Industry, and the Ministry of Rites.

The old emperor said angrily: "Stand up! Are you persecuting me?"

The chief assistant suddenly knelt down, with a sad voice: "Your Majesty, we are pleading for the people of the Lin Dynasty. If they know that there is a plague in Liao City, but the Emperor is indecisive, the benevolence of a woman will make the plague spread. They will all accuse the emperor of..." He took a deep breath, and uttered two words as if making up his mind: "Foolish Lord."

"Who dares!" The old emperor stood up and roared angrily, "Who dares to criticize me!"

The old emperor's face turned red, he was furious, and coughed violently.

At this moment, Ping Lehou stood up and said in a deep voice: "If the emperor orders the massacre of the city, and the news spreads, he will also be insulted by the people."

Shoufu's sharp eyes shot over.

Ping Lehou looked at him fearlessly, "If the rescue has never been carried out, and the city is directly ordered to be massacred, the news will only make the people think that the emperor is cold-blooded and ruthless, and does not take human life seriously."

The Minister of the Ministry of Industry said angrily: "Ping Lehou, you don't feel backache when you stand and talk! If the plague spreads to the capital, let's see if you will continue to make sarcastic remarks like this!"

"Sarcasm?" Pinglehou said with a sneer: "The people in the Ministry of Industry are indeed uneducated craftsmen. You know what sarcastic talk is, right? If the Marquis didn’t say anything today, he would just watch you kneeling here to force the emperor, wait until the end of court, return home, and talk about today’s events with the people at home, as if it were a joke. The decision of the emperor of the country was actually made by all the officials kneeling down and persuading him, this is a sarcastic statement."

There was sweat on the forehead of the minister of the Ministry of Industry, and he stammered: "You... what nonsense are you talking about, how could the ministers persecute the emperor..."

(End of this chapter)