Chapter 393： Love and hate

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After Feng Qianju left, Feng Jinghuang paced back and forth, feeling that the development of the matter was no longer under his control.

It seems that since the change of Northern Jiangsu, she has been unsatisfactory. Isn't she fighting Northern Jiangsu?

And the uncle, the uncle in her memory, is not so.

It was clear that the emperor at that time loved her most.

If it wasn't the uncle, how could she persist until today.

The next day, when going to North Korea, North Jiangsu was still absent.

In the past, when North Jiangsu was in control of the North Korean government, Feng Jinghuang was extremely dissatisfied but there was no way to do it. Now he does not care about any political affairs, but Feng Jinghuang feels that his heart is bottomless.

It is unclear what the reason is, maybe it is worried that there are other conspiracies in northern Jiangsu, or maybe the court officials feel that they are not careful enough to handle things.

When Prime Minister saw that Feng Jinghuang was distracted, he raised his voice and called out, "How does your majesty think?"

Feng Jinghuang came back to God, "smile, the troubled prime minister repeats again, I am distracted."

Sure enough, dissatisfaction appeared in the eyes of many people, which made Feng Jinghuang very annoyed, but could not vent.

Although the prime minister was helpless, he also repeated, "Many refugees fled to the capital, and if they did not deal with it, they might cause riots. They thought that the best way to deal with it was before 9,000 years old."

A sentence of nine thousand years old stimulated Feng Jinghuang, she said a little unpleasantly: "Master Su's approach is too cruel, no matter how these refugees are also my people, how can they forcefully expel them."

The prime minister opened his mouth, but did not say anything against it, but asked: "What is your majesty's suggestion."

Feng Jinghuang groaned a little: "Opening warehouses to put grains and spreading porridge." After she finished, she paused. "How does Uncle think?"

Feng Qianjue smiled shallowly, "Your Majesty thinks it is feasible."

Listening to Feng Jingjing's ears, Feng Qian absolutely supported her, and she felt better.

The prime minister said quite a bit, "But this is not a long-term plan. Even if there is more grain porridge, it is impossible to continue this way."

Feng Jinghuang said impatiently: "This is a stopgap measure. I will discuss the matter of settlement later, and let it go!"

The prime minister looked at the back of Feng Jinghuang's departure and clapped his palms. "How can this be good, Your Majesty is so capricious!"

Feng Qianjue's eyes flickered, "Senior Prime Minister, formerly Governor Su, how to deal with this matter."

The prime minister sighed, "Although the nine-thousand-year-old style of behavior is cruel, it is also the most effective."

"Although the nine thousand years old drove those refugees forcibly, they also drove them to a place where they could survive on their own, and some local officials helped one or two."

"At first, the old minister did not agree, but it is indeed better to let the refugees become self-reliant than to rely on court relief."

Feng Qianjue listened to the prime minister's words and smiled. "The prime minister doesn't seem to be so hostile to Su Duzhu?"

The prime minister jammed and snorted, "The old minister is not the same person as his fellows. The old minister only recognizes some of his practices."

After waving, he waved and left.

Feng Qian never turned his head, so it's like this because the ears are false. It seems that this person in northern Jiangsu is more love and hate.

He also left the palace, but did not return to the palace, but went to the north of Jiangsu.

Because of the orders of Northern Jiangsu, the people in the governor's palace did not stop Feng Qian from doing so.

As usual, North Jiangsu has not yet started.

Feng Qian absolutely arrived in the north of Jiangsu's house, and he was still sleeping in the dark.

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