jdhmnovel Chapter 227 The Arrogant Second Prince
Chapter 227 The Arrogant Second Prince
The sky over Jingzhao City was gloomy, with dark clouds hanging very low, as if a rainstorm would pour down at any time.
"The relief supplies have been sent down. Do you have any suggestions?"
In the court, the second prince, dressed in an elegant dragon robe, stood in the center of the hall, looking down at the officials below with an arrogant look.
He had used various methods to squeeze out those ministers who did not stand on his side and were disobedient, and had placed officials from his own camp in important positions one by one. It was no exaggeration to say that he had absolute power in the court.
As for the rest, most of them were the prince's followers. He swept his eyes over them with disgust, and glanced at the prince standing aside intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes full of provocation.
The Crown Prince just lowered his eyes with an indifferent expression, as if he didn't care at all about the Second Prince's actions.
His silence made the Second Prince even more proud. A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Royal brother, as the crown prince, what is your opinion on this?"
The prince raised his head calmly and said calmly, "Second brother, you care about the people. This is a blessing for the country. I am ashamed to be inferior to you."
Upon hearing this, the Second Prince's smile widened, and his tone was filled with a hint of sarcasm: "My Royal Brother, you are too modest. As the Crown Prince, you should lead by example. How can you be so... inactive?"
Upon hearing this, the court officials all lowered their heads, not daring to speak. Everyone knew that the Second Prince had been very popular recently, while the Crown Prince had always kept a low profile, even appearing a bit cowardly.
Many people sighed inwardly, feeling that the prince was truly incapable of handling the responsibility.
However, no one noticed that a cold light flashed in the prince's lowered eyes.
"Minister of Revenue, have the disaster relief provisions been delivered?"
The Minister of Revenue quickly stepped out of the line and bowed, replying, "Your Highness, the food and fodder have been shipped to the disaster area in batches as you instructed. However... the recent torrential rains in the south have made the roads muddy, and the transport teams are moving slowly. I'm afraid it will take some time for all of them to arrive."
Upon hearing this, the Second Prince frowned, his tone revealing impatience: "Slow? The victims can't wait! If we delay, can you bear the responsibility?"
The Minister of Revenue broke out in sweat as he quickly explained, "Your Highness, please calm down. I have already dispatched additional personnel, who will be working day and night to deliver the food and fodder to the disaster area as quickly as possible."
The Second Prince snorted coldly and waved his hand: "Forget it, I will give you three more days. If the food and supplies still haven't arrived in three days, you can no longer sit on the position of Shangshu!"
The Minister of Revenue nodded repeatedly and returned to the queue, his face as pale as paper.
The court was silent, no one dared to speak up for him, even the crown prince kept his eyes downcast, as if he was indifferent to all this.
The Second Prince felt even more relieved upon seeing this. He glanced at everyone and said with a hint of arrogance, "Do you have anything else to report? If not, please adjourn the court."
At this moment, the Crown Prince, who had been silent the entire time, suddenly raised his head and spoke in a calm yet clear voice, "Second brother, while food and fodder are certainly important, resettlement of disaster victims and prevention of epidemics cannot be neglected either. The floods in the south have been severe recently, and the epidemic may be spreading. Do you have any plans to deal with this?"
The second prince was stunned, obviously not expecting the prince to ask such a sudden question.
He frowned, his tone perfunctory: "The Imperial Medical Bureau will be in charge of the epidemic, my royal brother, don't worry about it."
The Crown Prince nodded slightly, his tone remaining calm. "Although the Imperial Medical Bureau is capable, epidemic prevention and control requires a comprehensive approach. I'm afraid it's not enough to rely solely on the Imperial Medical Bureau. Since Second Brother is in charge of disaster relief, you might as well put in more effort to prevent the disaster from worsening."
The Second Prince was choked by the Crown Prince's words and was speechless for a moment, his face darkening slightly.
He snorted coldly, his tone tinged with sarcasm: "Since my royal brother is so concerned about this matter, why don't you go south to supervise it yourself, so that I can see your talent."
Upon hearing this, the Crown Prince remained calm and said calmly, "If Father approves, I will do my best for you."
Seeing the Crown Prince so calm, the Second Prince couldn't help but sneer inwardly and waved his hand, "If that's the case, then let's dismiss the court. I have important matters to attend to and don't have time to waste here."
The court officials bowed and watched the second prince stride away.
After the Second Prince disappeared outside the palace, the Crown Prince slowly turned around, his gaze sweeping across the crowd before finally settling on the Minister of Revenue. His tone was gentle yet meaningful: "Sir Minister, if you have any difficulties with the food and fodder issue, feel free to come to the East Palace to find me."
Upon hearing this, the Minister of Revenue quickly bowed and thanked him, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. I will do my best to live up to your trust."
The prince nodded slightly, said no more, and turned to leave.
No one noticed that a cold light flashed in the prince's lowered eyes.
The more arrogant the Second Prince is now, the more miserable he will cry in the future. A few days ago, the Prince of Dongping had conspired with him to intercept most of the silver that the Second Prince took out for disaster relief, and then allocated it to the affected people in the name of the Crown Prince and the Prince of Dongping.
In this way, the Second Prince's momentum can be weakened, and the Crown Prince can win the hearts of the people.
Yan Wanwan soon learned of the Prince of Dongping's outrageous move, and couldn't help but sneer, "This guy really is... taking advantage of every opportunity!"
She yawned, caressed a mimosa beside her, and instantly realized that she had reached the end of the world.
Since the last battle with the Zombie King, Yan Wanwan has never been to the apocalypse again. She still can't forget the terrified looks in the eyes of Fatty and others when they looked at her.
This time, she did not come to Fatty and his base, but went to her pharmaceutical factory in the apocalypse.
The zombie poison in her body has always been a hidden danger. For some reason, she has been having palpitations in recent days. Especially at midnight when the moon is high in the sky, the zombie poison controlled in her body begins to become restless, giving her the illusion that she can't suppress it.
She had already sent her blood sample to the factory for analysis. With the foundation of the previous antidote, the development of the new drug went smoothly, and the original liquid had been extracted early. However, she was so immersed in the pleasure of attacking Beidi that she forgot about the original liquid for a while.
Now that the Northern Di are in his grasp, it’s time to take responsibility for his own life.
She came to the laboratory and looked at the extracted liquid. She drew some of the liquid and mixed it with her own blood. Under a high-power microscope, the tissue in the blood was destroyed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Everything was moving in the right direction.
But... after five minutes, all tissues in the blood were wiped out.
Yan Wanwan fell silent as she looked at the slices. After taking this dose of medicine, she was afraid that she would die in five minutes.
She tried it again several times, but the results were not good. She couldn't help but fall into deep thought. The poison could be cured, but the energy of the explosion could not be withstood.
With the idea of giving it a try, she took out the crystal stone given to her by the Zombie King, compressed the energy inside into liquid, and extracted a drop.
When this liquid was mixed with the original liquid, it immediately produced a more violent effect. The zombie poison in the blood seemed to be fully stimulated, rapidly spreading to all blood cells, and even nuclear fission occurred.
At this moment, an idea suddenly came to him. If the crystal stone doesn't work, then what about the blood of the zombie king?