novelraw Chapter 205
Chapter 205
Chapter 205: Heading to Huzhou
The disaster relief personnel have been decided, and the ministers could only wait for orders.
As soon as Gongsun Tai and the others left, Emperor Wei immediately asked Wei Yu, "You said, what kind of person is your Third Brother?"
Facing his father's unfriendly gaze, Wei Yu blinked, "Ah, Third Brother, son means that Third Brother is not suited for going out! Really, Third Brother is just like Master Fusheng at the Research Institute, a STEM genius suitable for studying physics and chemistry!"
Emperor Wei stared at him, "When did you find out?"
Wei Yu felt a bit guilty, "Uh… probably, it seems, on the first day of court?"
Another brush was thrown over.
Wei Yu instinctively crouched down, dodging the flying attack.
"You unfilial son! Such a big thing and you didn't say it earlier!"
Facing his father's roar, Wei Yu curled his lips, feeling wronged, "What good would it do if I said? That’s Third Brother, the Great Wei Tranquil King. Could you really let your son concentrate on studying physics and chemistry? Not attend court anymore?" Emperor Wei was choked up.
He stared at Wei Yu for a while, his expression softening slightly, "Ahem, let's put this matter aside for now. I won't argue with you about it now. When you return from Huzhou, I will talk it over properly with you."
Wei Yu: …
Can't he just let it go!
The flood disaster was urgent, so Wei Yu didn't chat more with Emperor Wei. After confirming that they would set off the next day, he immediately left the palace to pack.
Back at the residence, Wei Yu called Xiao Anzi over.
"Huzhou has flooding. Father Emperor sent me to oversee disaster relief. We leave tomorrow. Hurry up and help me pack. Remember to bring plenty of food."
Upon hearing about the flooding, Xiao Anzi immediately grew very worried.
"Why would His Majesty send you to disaster relief? Floods are so dangerous. You won't eat or sleep well there. What if you get sick…?"
"Stop."
Wei Yu raised his hand, signaling him to be quiet. "It's already decided. Your Highness, I am going to do disaster relief, not to die. Relax, okay?"
Xiao Anzi pouted, "Then I will go too."
"Not allowed."
Wei Yu immediately denied his request.
Come on, this trip to Huzhou for disaster relief is not like the trip to Jiaozhou. With Xiao Anzi's physique, he’d probably lose a layer of skin there!
Don't look at Wei Yu always saying he's useless. He had practiced martial arts with Master Wu since childhood, though just occasionally lazy.
Of course, his three-pawed skills cannot compare with Fang Sheng and the others.
Hearing that His Highness wouldn't let him go, Xiao Anzi felt extremely wronged and worried, and he really couldn't understand how Emperor could give such an order!
Flood disaster is so terrible, and His Highness is so delicate. How could His Majesty bear to send His Highness there?!
Xiao Anzi, with a sad look, went down to pack things, while Wei Yu went to the study to check the belongings.
They were all the books he had organized and written recently—mathematics, agriculture—mostly the big plans he had drawn up for others but never fulfilled…
Although many were still unfinished, that didn't stop Wei Yu from sending this part out first.
After all, it was unknown how long the disaster relief in Huzhou would take; conservatively, it would be half a year.
Half a year.
Wei Yu wistfully looked up at the sky.
Wouldn't it be better if he weren't sent for disaster relief these six months? At least when he was lazy and playing, he wouldn't feel guilty…
Damn!
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News about the flooding in Huzhou spread quickly.
Some people worried about the affected people in Huzhou, but more paid attention to the chosen personnel for disaster relief this time —
The Tranquil King and the Wise King.
No need to talk about the Tranquil King; the Third Highness has served as an official in court for many years. Besides being aloof, silent, and not sociable, the officials were fairly familiar with the Tranquil King.
But the Wise King was different.
The Wise King has only been in court for a short time. Why is it the Wise King again? Is His Majesty favoring the Wise King too much?!
The Ji Commandery incident seemed still fresh. The achievements of the Wise King were still discussed privately among ministers. And now, not long after, he must go to Huzhou for disaster relief…
The ministers' feelings were quite complicated.
No matter how old the Wise King was or how he compared to other princes, just based on His Majesty's trust in him, this Ninth Wise King was clearly positioned to achieve merit and power!
The ministers were like this, so the princes' feelings were even more complex.
The Eldest Prince and Second Prince, needless to say, were disappointed and unwilling to accept being rejected by Father Emperor as candidates, but now they were mostly thinking about how to regain Father Emperor's trust.
The younger brothers might rise up, but the final decision was still Father Emperor's—the strategy was to capture the king first.
The Fourth Prince was busy negotiating with Deng Zhengde about how to monetize new products at the Research Institute. He really didn't have time to meddle in these affairs. After learning about this, he only sent a box of travel expenses to Wei Yu in his spare time.
Empty words of care were meaningless; rich people never bother with empty talk!
As for the Fifth, Sixth, and Seventh Princes, they were even simpler—either watching from the sidelines or remaining indifferent. The three of them only gave a few symbolic words of care to Wei Yu and the Third Prince.
Only the Eighth Prince—
He harshly scolded Wei Yu just before his departure… not an expression of sympathy, but a sincere criticism.
Because Wei Yu didn't bring him along when he left
Before leaving, he was scolded again. Wei Yu truly felt very wronged.
Didn't his Eighth Brother express reluctance to suffer with him in Qingzhou last time? Why was it different now with Huzhou?
Playing coy here?
Despite these thoughts, once on the road, Wei Yu actually missed his Eighth Brother quite a bit.
Because if it were his Eighth Brother, they definitely could have played cards, drank tea, and chatted in the same carriage. But his traveling companion was Third Brother!
His Third Brother had no sense of fun at all!!!
In the disaster relief caravan, Wei Yu and Third Prince shared a carriage.
Wei Yu sat on the left, Third Prince on the right.
One expressionless with eyes open, the other reading a book, ignoring everyone else.
The atmosphere in the carriage was extremely awkward.
Two days had passed.
Two days since they left the capital, and this strange atmosphere of two sitting in the same carriage but ignoring each other had lasted the entire time.
Wei Yu sat on the soft seat, just looking at his Third Brother made him dizzy.
Really dizzy.
Car sick.
Not to mention reading all the way on a swaying carriage, Wei Yu got dizzy and nauseous just playing cards a bit longer with his Eighth Brother on a carriage.
His Third Brother was really impressive.
Silently taking a breath, Wei Yu turned sideways and slightly lifted the curtain for some fresh air.
Before departure, Wei Yu had thought his Third Brother would ask him some STEM questions on the road, but the reality was he thought too much.
Not only did Third Brother not ask, he just greeted him once; after boarding the carriage, not only did they not sit together, but even during rest or meals, Third Brother hardly paid attention to him!
Casting a sideways glance at the person next to him, Wei Yu silently shook his head.
It was relaxed, but also too dull.
Could it be that his Third Brother was an old-fashioned stick in the mud?
Amitabha, forgive me, forgive me.