Did the Seventh Prince attend court today?

Since the Imperial Advisor has been mentioned, Youlu has no choice but to inquire about him.

"During the reign of the late emperor, the Imperial Preceptor was already renowned. It was said that he had cured plagues, eliminated insect pests, and brought rain to the drought-stricken northwest. He was said to have the ability to communicate with heaven and earth."

"The Imperial Preceptor's appearance remains forever young, his wisdom is profound, and he knows everything about the world."

Everyone praised him enthusiastically, and even the straightforward and pragmatic Xu Zheng could not hide his respect when he mentioned the Imperial Preceptor.

As You Lu listened to everyone's descriptions of the Imperial Advisor, the more he listened, the more mysterious it seemed. However, he was certain that this Imperial Advisor was no ordinary person.

So, could this mysterious and unpredictable imperial advisor be the Fuzhu he's looking for? Or is he connected to Fuzhu in some way?

Suddenly, Emperor Wulong sighed and said, "Since I ascended the throne, the Imperial Preceptor has been in seclusion for many years and rarely appears in public. When Xiao Qi was lost, I asked the Imperial Preceptor to help with divination, but he did not even show his face and resolutely refused my request."

Upon hearing this, Prime Minister Su and the others all lowered their heads.

You Lu raised an eyebrow, sounding as if the Imperial Advisor was somewhat dissatisfied with his father.

Emperor Wulong then said, "The Imperial Preceptor is a reclusive master, and I'm afraid he cannot be easily persuaded."

The idea is good, but it is difficult to implement, which is equivalent to turning one problem into another impossible problem.

Everyone was discouraged.

Just then, Lu wanted to meet the Imperial Advisor, so he smiled and said, "I'll talk to the Imperial Advisor about the snow disaster, but everyone should keep busy. Relying solely on the national treasury is unrealistic. Those with spare money can stockpile some grain, charcoal, and winter clothing. As long as we don't take advantage of the situation to make exorbitant profits, earning a little money won't be a problem."

There will definitely be people who take advantage of the national crisis to make a fortune. Rather than giving profits to those with ill intentions, it's better to let our own people seize the opportunity.

Of course, we can't let our own people work for nothing. They've put in both money and effort, so it's only right that they earn a little something in return. As long as it's not excessive, keeping the people alive is more important than anything else.

Qin Tan wiped away his cold sweat and smiled, "Your Highness is too kind. Such matters of saving the country and its people are simply our duty as subjects. How could we possibly profit from them?"

Even if I wanted to, I wouldn't dare!

This little rascal has said it right in front of His Majesty. Even if they had ten times the courage, they wouldn't dare to make a single penny from it.

You Lu said earnestly, "I'm not trying to be sarcastic, but I believe you are all good officials who are loyal to the emperor and love your country, and you would not seek personal gain. It's just that Shengjing is too big, and a few people can't support it. We need more people to participate."

Xu Zheng slammed his fist in his hand. "I understand! First, they'll trick people into hoarding goods. When the snow disaster comes, everyone will have stock, and with so much stock, prices can't possibly be high!"

Qin Tan: "..."

It turns out that the young prince wanted to use them to get more people involved in stockpiling goods in preparation for the snow disaster; his vision was too narrow.

Emperor Wulong smiled and pointed at Youlu, "You little rascal, you've got it all figured out again."

You Lu smugly hummed, "I'm just offering an idea; how we implement it is up to everyone."

"If we can gain the approval of the Imperial Advisor, both the court and the people can make preparations in advance. This is the best approach." Prime Minister Su shook his head and sighed, clearly not holding out much hope of persuading the Imperial Advisor.

"So we have to take it one step at a time. If the Imperial Advisor is willing to cooperate, that would be best. If the Imperial Advisor doesn't cooperate, we can only try to trick people into hoarding goods as much as possible," Youlu said.

Xu Ruohuai hissed and muttered softly, "The Imperial Advisor sounds very capable. Since Xiaolu could predict a snow disaster in winter, the Imperial Advisor should be able to predict it too, right? If that's the case, he has no reason not to help."

Xu Zheng glared at his son and hissed, "Shut up!"

Xu Ruohuai didn't know what he had said wrong, but he still obediently shut his mouth.

He was unaware, but You Lu knew very well that the Imperial Advisor had not appeared when Xiangyang was flooded, and he figured the Imperial Advisor would not care about the snow disaster either. Perhaps the Imperial Advisor really hated his father.

Emperor Wulong, knowing why Xu Zheng was so secretive, said instead, "We'll proceed with Xiao Qi's plan for the snow disaster, step by step. At the same time, I will send people to search for the account books in Yi Qiuwei's possession."

He looked at Cang Shuyue and said, "I'm afraid we'll have to trouble the Duke of Zhenguo with his help in this matter."

He was unusually polite, but Cang Shuyue was not grateful and said, "I have no one under my command who can be used."

Emperor Wulong choked, puffed out his beard, glared, and cursed, "If you have no one to rely on, then there are hardly any people left in this world!"

Youlu hurriedly said, "Father, the Duke of Zhenguo's men have all been sent to assist in the investigation of the human trafficking case."

"I don't believe it," Emperor Wulong sneered. "Don't think I don't know how many people you're keeping under your command."

Just as Cang Shuyue was about to retort, Youlu shouted, "Shut your mouth!"

The words that were on the tip of his tongue were swallowed back down, and Cang Shuyue silently turned his face away.

Emperor Wulong was full of questions. How did his burden become a silent gourd?

You Lu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, tugged at Cang Shuyue's sleeve, wanting to remind him in her heart, but afraid that others would hear, she could only lean closer and whisper, "Don't say anything, I have plans."

Cang Shuyue nodded obediently and took the opportunity to squeeze his fingers.

Youlu coughed lightly and turned to Emperor Wulong, saying in a serious tone, "Father, I just asked the Duke of Zhenguo. He does have some men under his command, but not many. Now that his old injuries have relapsed and he has many enemies, it is really difficult to borrow people to protect his safety."

"Really?" Emperor Wulong asked with a doubtful expression.

"Of course it's true!" You Lu emphasized, "He was injured while saving me! However—" He changed the subject, a smile playing on his lips, "If Father Emperor agrees to let me stay in the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion to treat his injuries, the Duke of Zhenguo can spare a few people to search the account books."

A glint flashed in Cang Shuyue's eyes.

So that's what the baby was planning! The baby is so clever.

He longed to hug and kiss the baby without a care in the world, but remembering his older sister's advice, he had to give up the idea.

Emperor Wulong: "...I'm not blind. You smile like a little fox, and it's hard for me not to suspect that you have ulterior motives."

"Father, what are you talking about? What could I possibly want?" Youlu blinked innocently, trying her best to appear naive and harmless.

He wasn't guilty, but Xu Ruohuai felt guilty for him. He couldn't help but cough twice, thinking to himself, "Xiao Lu's abacus beads are about to hit my face."

Xu Zheng glanced at his son, puzzled.

Emperor Wulong finally gave in to Youlu's nagging, glaring at him and saying, "Go to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion if you want! If I had known this would happen, why would I have rushed to have people decorate the Seventh Prince's residence? What a waste."

The Seventh Prince's residence was all set up, just waiting for the master to move in, but now all that work has been for nothing.

"Thank you, Father Emperor!" Youlu said happily, not forgetting to wink mischievously at Cang Shuyue.

The eldest prince said dejectedly, "My seventh brother's residence is right next to mine. I was hoping it would be convenient for us to visit each other in the future, but that's not possible for now. However, my uncle's injury is the most important thing."

After thinking it over, she felt unwilling to give up, so she looked at Cang Shuyue and said hopefully, "Uncle, I can..."

Before he could finish speaking, Cang Shuyue coldly replied, "No."

The eldest prince: QAQ