C563 (2/2)

Suddenly, the palace man changed a small porcelain cup. Xue Lang poured a full glass and said to Li Er: ”Your Majesty, please have a drink.”

Li Er knew how strong the wine was. He looked at the glass and bit his teeth in secret. However, he took it up and drank it. The fire in his throat made him cough and coughed twice. He could not help but spit.

Xue Lang asked him to drink fast wine just to make him vomit. He hastily urged him to take the bowl and plate, your majesty is going to vomit

Most of the palace people who could serve in front of the imperial palace were smart people. When Li Er choked on his drink, he prepared a plate. As soon as Xue Lang opened his mouth, he ran over with the plate and caught Xiao Li's vomit. The ministers did not feel disgusted. They gathered around one after another to see that the locusts that had just been swallowed had been vomited out!

Seeing that the palace people brought water to Li Er to gargle, Xue Lang poured out another cup and said, ”Your Majesty, this cup can be sipped slowly. After half an hour, you can drink some sobering soup to avoid the hangover tomorrow. ”

”Thank you for bringing wine into the palace. Otherwise, we don't know how to deal with it.”

Xue Lang said: ”the empress has a good reputation. Your majesty is a member of the world. At this very moment, you should cherish yourself more! If there is something wrong with your Majesty's contempt for your own health, what should we do? Please think twice, your majesty

”I seconded it!”

A few eldest sun Wuji followed suit.

At this time, Li Er drank some liquor. His face turned red and he was drunk. However, his mind was still clear. He said with a wry smile, ”all the ministers are loyal. I know that. I will never have another time.”

”Your Majesty is holy.”

After that, Xiao Li was helped into the back hall when he was drunk, and the ministers had to leave the palace. There is still a long way from Lizheng hall to xiamaqiao. Xue Lang and his eldest grandson Wuji go together.

Changsun Wuji said: ”Your Majesty is so, it is also caused by worry about the people's situation under heavy pressure. The drought in Guanzhong has already become a disaster. If there is no production in summer, I'm afraid there will be refugees. In addition, with the plague of locusts, it is foreseeable that the people will live in poverty. ”

Fang Xuanling said: ”it was possible to transfer the grain from the south to Beijing for disaster relief. However, Xue's son-in-law predicted that there would be floods in the south. If so Disaster relief will be difficult! ”

Xue Lang is also a member of the Department to be transferred. He can probably estimate the harvest and cost in recent years. In recent years, there have been wars every year, and the cost of money and food is very high. In order to recuperate, the imperial court has to pay light taxes and corvee. Fortunately, in the past few years, the weather is favorable, and there is still some grain accumulated. Otherwise, if the court wants to relieve the disaster, it will be powerless. But even so, the pressure of disaster relief is great.Xue Lang said: ”the flood in the South also depends on the affected area. If the affected area is not wide, the impact of the harvest will be some, but not too large. Two years ago, when I was in Yuezhou, and when my princess was a navigator, Zhancheng rice was introduced. Zhancheng rice was tolerant to waterlogging and drought. When the emperor was in power, he supported the promotion. In the south of the Yangtze River, the planting area was fairly good. As long as the flood does not spread all over the south of the Yangtze River, surplus grain can be transferred to Beijing. ”

”Is this true of the emperor's son-in-law?”

Fang Xuanling quickly asked. Xue Lang nodded and said, ”Xue is not a man who talks casually. Pei Yunzhao, who lived at home with Ding you, was the governor of Yuezhou before Ding you. He supported the promotion of Zhancheng rice. Most of the planting in Yuezhou was Zhancheng rice. Fang Xianggong could ask him in detail. ”

Three people look at each other, Du Ruhui said: ”if Zhancheng rice is really like the emperor's son-in-law, the pressure of disaster relief in Beijing can be reduced.”

Said, several people separate action, looking for someone to investigate.

Xue Lang smiles indifferently, and regardless of the three people's actions, he goes home on his own --

although the princess of his family has not said it, he wants to be worried about Erlang's affairs. He wants to go back and tell the princess to avoid her worry. In addition, there are some things that he needs to make a statistical investigation to facilitate his next decision.