"Ridiculous!"
"Ridiculous!"
"The entire Qin country is actually unable to provide relief food for the people!”
"What exactly are you doing!"
Xianyang.
Tianlu Pavilion, Ying Zheng's study.
Whoosh!
The thick bamboo slips fell to the ground!
The Emperor, who was wearing a black-gold Xuan Bird cloak, stood behind the desk and berated angrily. His regal might overflowed!
"It's been half a month. What have you been doing?？Ah!"
"I asked you to provide disaster relief. Is this how you save people?”
"There are more and more refugees, and the disaster is getting worse!”
"What are you guys doing!"
Standing below the study were Great Qin's top civil officials, about ten or so people.
Wang Wan, Li Si, Chunyu Yue, Meng Yi, and Zhao Gao were all here.
Which one of these Ministers was not someone who could shake Great Qin with a stomp of their feet?
But now, facing the furious Ying Zheng, he stood there with his head lowered and his head hung low, not daring to say a word!
However, facing the furious Ying Zheng, many of the ministers below were actually complaining in their hearts!
We can't be entirely blamed for this!
Who would have thought that the drought would come so suddenly?
Building a canal from the Yangtze River to the Yellow River was simply wishful thinking. How could they have so much manpower and material resources?
After sweeping away the six countries, Great Qin had become much more powerful.
But a few years ago, in order to resist the Great Wall of the Xiongnu, Meng Tian had already made the national treasury feel uneasy.
In addition to the recently built Epang Palace and Your Majesty's visit to the immortals…
Which one of them didn't cost a lot?
They had already squeezed out all of Great Qin's treasury!
Of course, in the face of the furious Ying Zheng, the ministers could not say that it was because of him.
Taking a few deep breaths, Ying Zheng gradually calmed down, knowing that he had indeed been a little extravagant and wasteful over the years.
But aren't you guys greedy?
The wealth found in the homes of the officials who had killed the necromancers a few days ago was even comparable to half of the national treasury!!
Phew.
Pressing his forehead, Ying Zheng closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Fortunately, he had found a real alchemist a few days ago and tidied up his meridians.
Otherwise, with that sickly look half a month ago, he would definitely be so angry that he couldn't stand up.
He wondered if the otherworldly experts in Taihang Mountain had any countermeasures against the drought.
This was what Ying Zheng thought, but he soon rejected it with a bitter smile.
It was already very impressive to be able to develop immortal pills. What alchemist in this world could call the wind and summon the rain? Only true immortals could do that.
But were there really immortals in this world?
Shaking his head, Ying Zheng stopped thinking about these messy things.
The candlelight flickered.
The entire study room of Ying Zheng was silent. All the ministers were sweating profusely, and their breathing was extremely slow.
After a long while, Ying Zheng finally spoke in a deep voice.
"Tell me about the current situation in the vicinity of Longxi.”
Even though Ying Zheng was talking with his eyes closed and did not look down, all the ministers present still shivered.
The ministers looked at each other, but no one dared to speak.
In the end, Fu Su looked at everyone, took a deep breath, and walked forward.
"Reporting to Imperial Father."
"The current situation in Longxi is not optimistic.”
"In order to deal with this disaster, we have already distributed more than 100,000 dans of food, but it is still unable to alleviate the situation.”
"And we've tried all sorts of methods. We've dug ditches and opened water channels, but the entire Longxi is suffering from a severe drought. How many water sources are there to alleviate all this?”
"It can only relieve a little, but it's basically useless.”
Fu Su's expression was ugly as he spoke. He cupped his hands slightly and said,""Right now, in the prefectures and counties near Longxi, all the commoners are waiting for relief food.”
"There are even some places where riots are faintly appearing."
"If this drags on, your son will probably cause a bad result."
Seeing that no one spoke, Li Si sighed and slowly went forward to speak.
"Your Majesty, Young Master Fusu is right.”
"I have some news. The remnants of the six dynasties seem to have seized this opportunity and are in the disaster area, wantonly spreading the theory of Qin violence and inciting the hearts of the people to rebel.”
Hearing this, Ying Zheng shut his eyes tightly, but the killing intent emanating from his body grew even more terrifying!
Survivors of the Six Nations!
Another survivor of the Six Nations!
If he hadn't encountered the help of an otherworldly expert in the dense forest, he would have died under the siege of the assassins from the six dynasties!
After returning to Xianyang, he had not had the time to exterminate the remnants of the Six Nations because of the drought in Longxi. He did not expect them to come looking for trouble again!!
And that was the truth!
After the assassins of the six dynasties learned that the assassination attempt had failed, they were surprised, but not too discouraged. They immediately used the drought in Longxi as an excuse to spread the news of Ying Zheng's tyranny!
It was Ying Zheng's extravagant and wanton way of slaughtering, which had infuriated the heavens!
When Longxi was suffering from a drought, he was still drinking and feasting, carefree and happy. He did not care about the lives of the people at all!
In the face of such rhetoric, many commoners who were starving to death and were about to run out of options joined the camp of the remnants of the six dynasties!
Moreover, it had the momentum of a prairie fire!
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