Fake Eunuch: Discovering the Emperor is a Woman!-Chapter 115 The Refugees’ Desire (Additional 11th Update)

Chapter 115: Chapter 115 The Refugees’ Desire (Additional 11th Update)

At this moment, Lin Yi’s voice also began to echo in his mind.

[Look how anxious this old fox is, the little Emperor should just take this position away as well.

Alas, at this moment we are still too short-handed.

Even if we manage to secure this position of Chief of Staff, I fear we wouldn’t be able to sustain the department.

What we need to do now is to quickly organize the academy’s teachings.

If all goes well, I believe it won’t take three to five years to supplement our manpower significantly.]

After hearing this, the young Emperor gradually let go of the idea of keeping the position of Minister of Revenue for himself.

At first, he indeed had such thoughts.

If he could arrange his own people for the position of Minister of Revenue in the great hall, presumably the Fourth Prince would be angry but helpless.

However, after listening to Lin Yi’s thoughts, he was truly afraid of making an effort in vain that would come to nothing in the end.

If he were to seize the position mentioned in the Ministry of Revenue for himself, then it’s probable that personnel from the other two departments, the Ministry of Industry and Ministry of Rites, would also create obstacles for him.

In the end, he feared that he would not be able to truly control any of the three departments.

Thinking this way, he shook his head secretly, and then once again looked towards the Fourth Prince and said:

"Now that the position of Minister of Revenue has been taken, naturally, it needs to be filled by someone.

Since when we previously inquired about the candidates for the Minister of Industry and Minister of Rites, the court officials couldn’t make up their minds, I shall personally decide on the position of Minister of Revenue."

As soon as these words were spoken, the Fourth Prince’s heart gave a thump, and he also clenched his fists secretly, thinking, could the young Emperor really be playing tricks?

"Where is Liu Fu?"

However, just at this moment, the young Emperor’s voice rang out again, and this thought reassured the Fourth Prince, letting his anxious heart settle back down.

It seems the Emperor kept his promise, having agreed yesterday to appoint Liu Fu, now he actually appointed him.

Although still somewhat unwilling, after the proceedings just now, he felt relatively more at ease.

And that feeling of displeasure also vanished.

At the very least, he managed to preserve the position of Minister of Revenue, averting a disastrous outcome.

Following the conclusion of the Emperor’s speech, a middle-aged chubby man immediately trembled and came forward, then knelt down with a thud in the middle of the aisle:

"Your humble servant, Assistant Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, Liu Fu, greets Your Majesty."

"Rise, Minister Liu. I have heard of your diligent and meticulous work in the Ministry of Revenue, thus I believe you are capable of handling the position of Minister of Revenue. Do you have the confidence?"

At these words, Liu Fu promptly kowtowed in thanks and expressed that he would certainly do his best in the position of Minister of Revenue and definitely not follow the same path as Zhang Liang.

Of course, as early as last night, this fellow had already received an invitation from the Fourth Prince, who had summoned him to the manor and discussed this matter.

Therefore, the behavior he exhibited now was all an act.

This goes to show, these people’s acting skills are indeed like those of seasoned actors.

Today’s morning court, having announced these decisions, also marked the end of today’s agenda, thereby closing the court session.

After the court session, Lin Yi did not maintain his previous composure, and instead directly took soldiers for a visit to the Ministry of Revenue.

Of course, this visit to the Ministry of Revenue was completely different from the last; after all, this time it could be said that the Ministry was returned by the Fourth Prince to the Emperor’s hands.

Therefore, naturally, they would be somewhat wary of the Emperor.

Moreover, Lin Yi’s status is quite special now; he is in charge of both the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Rites. How could such a person not be respected everywhere?

Therefore, when Lin Yi arrived, the newly appointed Minister of Revenue, Liu Fu, immediately led people to greet him.

After exchanging some customary pleasantries, Lin Yi went straight to the point:

"Minister Liu, I have always disliked beating around the bush, so let me get straight to the point. The purpose of my visit today is for the disaster relief food."

"Hehe, Minister Lin, no need to rush. This food, I have already prepared it for you.

Just waiting for you to come and take it away anytime."

Liu Fu was naturally aware of what Lin Yi had mentioned, as the Fourth Prince had already clarified the cause and effect to him last night.

Thus, in the following time, Lin Yi encountered no resistance and successfully took the food to the outskirts of the city.

Seeing the food appear outside the city like small mountains, a desire for life suddenly emerged in the eyes of the refugees.

However, this time standing on the high platform, Lin Yi loudly called out to the people below:

"Although you have now become refugees, although you are now displaced without a home. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

But this is not an excuse for you to fall into despair.

Look at your wives and children beside you, look at your elderly mothers, do you wish to continue living this displaced life?

Do you wish to rebuild your homes?"

As Lin Yi shouted, nearly all the refugees gathered their gaze towards him, recognizing him as the official responsible for distributing their food.

Of course, they remembered him also because he had ordered that a handful of sand be added to each pot of porridge.

However, the people harbored no grudges against him; instead, they felt grateful.

Even though there were always some sand grains in their porridge, at least he did not skimp on their food like others did; at least there was half a bowl of rice in each bowl of porridge.

That was enough for them to respect him.

Now, hearing the words shouted by Lin Yi also caused a flicker of emotion in their previously lifeless eyes.

What did they hear?

They heard this official shouting, asking if they wanted to rebuild their homes?

Asking if they wanted to end this disrupted life for their parents, children, and their wives?

Was this even a question?

Of course, they wanted to, but could these be achieved?

Were these realistic?

Were these something they could even imagine now?

After all, famines occurred frequently.

And their previous home, Anqing Prefecture, had also seen refugees.

But they knew all too well what awaited those refugees.

...End of Chapter...

PS: Sob... Zimu feels like his hand is cramping...