After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of the downcast son

Chapter 115 No one has any use for civil and military affairs in the Manchu Dynasty

Are all officials above the third rank in the imperial court useless?

The person who stood up and spoke at this time turned out to be...the one who gave him the most headache, Mr. Yang.

And he was the only one, and no one else stood up to join him.

It really... made him lose face.

The emperor was so angry that he stood up, took two steps forward, and raised his voice: "When there is a disaster, it is necessary to provide disaster relief. So, please come and discuss the candidates for disaster relief. Which one is more suitable to send?"

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"Is there no recommendation from the Ministry of Household Affairs? What about the Ministry of Personnel? The Ministry of Works..."

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Silence, the whole hall was deathly silent.

Even if they were nodded by the emperor, no one took the initiative to speak out.

Disaster relief seems to be about money and food. But if it is stripped down layer by layer, not only will those who go to provide disaster relief have no money to gain, but if they are not careful, they will have to take the blame for others.

It looks like a fat job, but it's actually a hard job.

Working tirelessly in the rain and wind not only doesn't bring you any benefits, but a careless move may endanger your life and even affect your entire family. If you do it well, that's your duty as an official. If you don't do it well, you will be punished.

I will bear the infamy of being criticized by thousands of people.

In the silence, Zhou Changbai, who had just returned to Beijing for a business trip, stood up and loudly asked for orders.

"Wei Chen, please order me!"

The emperor nodded with satisfaction and said: "Well, besides Mr. Zhou, who else is willing to go?"

It's not that he doesn't want to use Zhou Changbai, but that he has been traveling for several months in order to solve this year's spring drought, and he has just returned to Beijing a few days ago. There is no reason to send him out again, and it's not like there are no civil and military personnel in the dynasty.

But the current situation of silence...

It is true that there is no one available in the civil and military affairs of the entire dynasty.

The emperor was angry.

They are all afraid of taking responsibility, and they all just want to please and are unwilling to contribute. I am not as good as you want.

"Since you all don't say anything, then I will personally make arrangements..."

The emperor's old face was as cold as water, and his pair of dragon eyes swept the courtiers one by one with power and anger. Finally, he snorted coldly and sat back on the throne.

"Promote Zhou Changbai to the rank of Bachelor of the Cabinet, grant him the title of Doctor of Zhongshun, and take charge of disaster relief matters in Yicheng."

"The six ministries and three departments were ordered to work together, and the civil and military forces of the entire dynasty were at their disposal."

"Anyone who violates the rules will be killed!"

"Those who seek profit secretly will be killed!"

"Those who seek personal gain will be killed!"

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It is said that the power of God is unpredictable and the king is moody. As expected, you will not deceive me!

Zhou Family, Zuiyue Hall.

As soon as Zhou Changbai returned from the government office, he was invited to Zuiyuetang by the old man.

He originally thought that his father called him here for disaster relief in Yicheng, but unexpectedly he gave him a marriage certificate, but where did this marriage certificate... come from?

At this time, he was staring at the name on the marriage certificate with a confused face, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time. He had only been away from home for a few months, why would he marry his daughter when he came back? This...

After thinking for a long time, Mr. Zhou spoke.

"Father, is this the He family from the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion? Is Ning'er going to marry the orphan of General Weiyuan?"

Mr. Zhou was not satisfied with his son calling He Beiting an orphan, "Well, the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion was a bit tragic. It was so tragic that it would take decades to recover. But without the tragedy of the generals, how could we have peace in our prosperous age.

And that kid from Huaiyuan is worthy of Ning Yatou."

"Father, my son doesn't mean that. My son thinks that the He family is so desolate that only the grandfather and grandson are left to depend on each other. They can't even use new paper to write the marriage certificate. How can Ning'er endure such misery since she was a noble child..."

Mr. Zhou glared at his eldest son, pointed at the marriage document and said, "Look at this marriage document carefully, and then speak after you understand it."

Mr. Zhou carefully held the yellowed marriage certificate in his hand, and suddenly felt a little ashamed...

The reason for the yellowing of the paper is that the paper was made several years ago, that is, the marriage letter was written several years ago, and the edges may be frayed because it was often held in someone's hands and rubbed...

The old man looked at his eldest son and said, "If Ning Yatou hadn't come to the door with a token and my father hadn't taken the initiative to invite Huaiyuan, Huaiyuan wouldn't have come. If Ning Yatou hadn't been interested first and my father hadn't taken the initiative to bring up the marriage contract, Huaiyuan would have written the marriage contract."

It will never be given away."

What token? Mr. Zhou looked confused.

The old man glanced at his eldest son and said, "Do you still remember the sapphire that Ning Yatou has been wearing since she was a child? It belongs to the He family and is only passed down to the firstborn from generation to generation."

Mr. Zhou: "Father, my son understands. Although the He family is a bit miserable, with the Su family here, Ning'er has no shortage of money and connections. With our help, it will not be difficult for the He family to get ahead."

"That's all you think about? With Huaiyuan's ability to shine in the world, you don't need to borrow any help to revive the He family." Mr. Zhou looked at his eldest son with a look of hatred that iron cannot be transformed into steel.

"Just watch, in a few years, the He family will be as handsome as anyone else."

"Uh..." Mr. Zhou was a little confused. Even for Qing'er, who had always been excellent, his father had never had such a high opinion.

"But father, in a family like ours, although the marriage of a girl does not only need to be based on the family background, one's moral character must be checked clearly. It would be unavoidable to have a hasty marriage..."

"Articles are about character, chess is like character. After so many years in officialdom, you still don't understand." The old man waved his hand feebly, "That's all, go ahead. Don't ask, don't care, and don't mention this marriage to anyone.

, I just pretend I don’t know when the He family’s sedan chair will arrive, and when the Zhou family’s daughter will get married.”

Mr. Zhou:......

The daughter he held in his palm was just like this...

Mr. Zhou was so choked by these words that he returned to Jinyuan depressed.

Mrs. Su saw Mr. Zhou's frown and handed him a cup of hot tea and said, "I'm a little unhappy, but the business is not going well?"

Mr. Zhou shook his head and said, "I'm worried about our daughter. Why is her marriage so unsatisfactory?"

First, he was plotted by the scheming second prince, and then he was betrothed to the He family, which had no one to rely on.

Su Shi breathed a sigh of relief, "What do I think it is? Let me tell you, since the old man personally decided this family, it must be a good family.

What's more, my daughter is happy..."

Mr. Zhou glanced at Mrs. Su, shook his head helplessly and sighed.

She really found a good family, so good that all the officials in the capital were unwilling to marry their daughter to it.

It's not that he wants to look down on the He family, but that his daughter deserves the best man in the world.

Chunwuyuan.

"What? There was a flood in Yicheng, and my father asked himself to go to the rescue?"

After hearing what Ling Dong reported, Zhou Sining almost fell over with a breath.

In the previous life, my father was ordered to provide disaster relief and worked hard outside for several months. He only returned to Beijing after smelling the fragrance of Laba porridge. He was taken to the prison without even being able to enter the house.

This errand was caused by someone who secretly took money and food, but took the blame for his father, thereby ending his father's official career and ruining the reputation of the Zhou family for generations.

My grandfather secretly sent people to collect evidence. Although his father was finally cleared of his grievances, his father suffered a lot in the sky jail. In just a few months, a healthy man became seriously ill. Later, when his brother had an accident,

, died of vomiting blood.

Zhou Sining's mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about how to find out the man behind the scenes to avoid his father's suffering in prison.

(End of chapter)