Zhao Zhan looked at that old-fashioned face. Li Xiang was his teacher, the most loyal guardian of the "Eternal Code", and the first lock that the late emperor Zhao Heng personally promoted to restrict imperial power.
"What Mr. Li means," Zhao Zhan said slowly, "is that I will watch my people starve to death and punish them according to the law?"
"What the veteran means is," Li Xiang did not give in, "please your majesty to act in accordance with the "Disaster Relief Regulations." The regulations contain: In the event of a particularly serious famine, the county governor can declare it, review it with the state government, report it to the Ministry of Households for inspection, and then inspect and confirm it with the Supervisory Office. Only after the seals of all four parties are complete can the red line be used to store food. Although the process is complicated, it can be proved step by step to prevent corruption and abuse of power - "
"When the seals from all directions are complete, everyone will be dead!" Zhao Zhan finally couldn't suppress his anger and his voice suddenly rose.
All the officials in the palace lowered their heads.
In this suffocating silence, a gentle voice spoke.
"Your Majesty, Prime Minister Li, please give me a word."
Chen Ping, deputy envoy to the Privy Council, came out. This over forty-year-old imperial merchant-turned-minister always had a well-placed smile on his face. Today he is wearing a second-grade peacock patch, with a jade belt hanging from his waist, and he speaks in a leisurely manner.
"What good idea does Chen Qing have?" Zhao Zhan looked at him.
