Empress: I didn't expect that all my son-in-laws would be reborn

Hearing this, the Minister of Household Affairs choked violently and didn't know what to say in reply.

He really didn't understand the issue of refugees in the capital. How could those lowly refugees deserve to be understood by him? Therefore, he didn't care whether those people lived or died.

What he cares about is his own power, gold, silver and jewels, and his hordes of beautiful concubines.

Seeing that the Minister of Household Affairs could not refute, Song Zhiyu continued to question him coldly.

"Now that there are swarms of refugees, so what if I personally give out porridge? Are you trying to rob the money from the ministers' houses? Isn't it that all the ministers can't stand it and we are helping the refugees together with you!"

"Since you are so righteous, why are you, Minister of Household Affairs, not present in this disaster relief? How can we know where you are going!"

Song Zhiyu's face was full of anger, and the ministers in the Jinluan Palace could clearly see that Song Zhiyu was dressed very plainly today. Coupled with the rumors they had heard during this period, they believed what Song Zhiyu said even more.

Then they compared Song Zhiyu and Song Tingjin. They were brother and sister. The younger sister knew how to dress plainly and go out on the streets to serve porridge herself, but the elder brother was obsessed with beauty and could not extricate himself.

In this comparison, the ministers looked at each other and whispered about the gap between the two.

Although one person's voice is not loud, the voices of many people combined are much louder.

Song Tingjin was sitting on the dragon chair with an ugly expression on his face. He had a good ear and heard everything the ministers said clearly.

He couldn't help complaining about Song Zhiyu in his heart. He couldn't understand why Song Zhiyu was joining in the fun.

Now he has to lower his face in front of so many people before he is willing to give up?

Seeing the minister of household affairs below him retreating steadily, Song Tingjin's eyes flashed with anger, and he could no longer let Song Zhiyu continue talking!

"It is true that I made an oversight in this matter. As my younger sister, Emperor Maode has such a plan for her brother. It is naturally good to have such a heart. I appreciate it very much! Come and give Emperor Maode a gift.

A beautiful night pearl, a box of gold, and all the jewelry that the border countries paid tribute to before will be given to Emperor Maode."

After saying the reward, the court hall was filled with silence. Many people glanced at Song Tingjin with complicated eyes. They didn't expect him to be so shameless!

But Song Tingjin couldn't care about that much. After instructing Deshun to hand the things to Song Zhiyu, he said "retreat from the court" and left in a hurry.

Song Zhiyu frowned slightly. She opened her mouth to say something, but when she looked up, she saw Song Tingjin's leaving figure. Song Zhiyu's frown deepened.

Although her right to speak is powerful enough at the moment, Song Tingjin's words cannot be greater in any way. For some things, if Song Tingjin's help is available, disaster relief will naturally go smoothly.

But judging from the way she saw Song Tingjin in such a hurry, I'm afraid it wouldn't be that easy.

Deshun acted very quickly. As soon as Song Zhiyu arrived at Fanghua Palace, he had all the things delivered to Fanghua Palace.

Su Zhihan stood at the entrance of Fanghua Palace, watching the palace ladies coming in and out one after another, carrying more or less things in their hands.

Her eyes were straight.

When I came to Su Zhihan, I couldn't help but snorted coldly when I saw Su Zhihan's appearance. I didn't see anything!

Su Zhihan quickly withdrew his eyes and turned to Deshun Fu: "Master De, this is..."

Although he didn't tell the whole story, Deshun also understood what Su Zhihan was asking.

He nodded slightly and his voice was sharp, which made people feel uncomfortable.