The Useless Miracle Doctor Consort Is Spoiled Rotten by the Prince! Chapter 1731 - 1724: Neither of the Two Assistant Ministers

She is not inferior to n. Even if many n are given this task, they may not all dare to really save those children.

And they may not be able to save them all.

Chu Heng looked at them with an unchanged expression. His delicate face was well-proportioned, exuding a sense of spiritual energy. His voice was gentle, "Lord Lu has a point. The soldiers from the western suburb camp have been searching for several days and are indeed tired. Let them withdraw to rest."

Lu Mian cupped his hands, "Yes, Your Highness is wise. As for the matter of the woman joining the army..."

"But what Pri Minister Zhuo said also makes sense. Deputy General Yang has not been found yet. The imperial court cannot abandon her, which would chill the hearts of the people. We must allocate manpower to find them. As for manpower...

Pri Minister Zhuo, what do you think of the Imperial Guards?"

Chu Heng’s wide eyes fixed on Zhuo Junli, seeking his opinion.

Zhuo Junli’s eyes flashed with a glimr of approval, "The Imperial Guards would be ideal. The Imperial Guards’ commander, Mo Qi, has seen Deputy General Yang before. It would be best for him to lead the search personally."

"Absurd! The Imperial Guards, who protect the imperial city, are to be sent to find a minor deputy general! Pri Minister Zhuo, this is a lack of discernnt and failure to distinguish priorities!" Lu Mian reproached coldly.

"Then would Lord Lu personally go? Your high position and authority would better demonstrate the imperial court’s sincerity. Besides, like Old General Yang, you both are nourished by the imperial court’s resources. Surely you’re willing to make at least this contribution?"

Zhuo Junli smiled like a fox, teasing Lu Mian without restraint.

"Pri Minister Zhuo, please propose sothing useful! If you’re willing to personally undertake the search, I am willing to cover all the expenses." Lu Mian’s face turned ashen.

Since his marriage, his resentnt towards Zhuo Junli has beco increasingly difficult to restrain.

At ho, there is Leng Mu to take out his frustrations on. Seeing Zhuo Junli now, his hatred makes his teeth itch.

"Ah, Lord Lu, for those words, let’s use your money to find Deputy General Yang! Crown Prince, you’ve heard Lord Lu’s words yourself."

Zhuo Junli did not ntion the Imperial Guards again but took a hefty sum of Silver from Lu Mian in front of Chu Heng.

Lu Mian accepted the loss, "I am willing to offer this private money; there is no need to deploy the Imperial Guards!"

Mo Qi has been frequenting the Leng Residence, aligning closely with them, naturally making his position in the court more unstable.

Chu Heng said nothing in objection. He was always quietly listening when Zhuo Junli and Lu Mian argued.

This ti, however, he sided with Lu Mian, withdrawing the n from the western suburb camp. Zhuo Junli extorted so Silver to find the person, so he probably won’t look at the Imperial Guards again.

But Pri Minister Zhuo, after fleecing so money, will certainly go to Mo Qi.

Chu Heng instructed Sun Wu to follow and see that Zhuo Junli did not leave the palace but went directly to Mo Qi’s resting place within the palace.

When Sun Wu returned, he praised Chu Heng directly, "The Crown Prince is indeed foresighted, and matched with Pri Minister Zhuo’s thoughts in this matter. You neither needed to appear nor left the matter unattended."

The goals he wished to achieve will all be realized.

Yet, this young prince obediently never offends anyone.

It can be said that he balances everything very well.

Chu Heng nodded slightly as he held the morial, "Neither of the two assistant ministers can be offended!"

As they say, the art of an emperor lies in weighing the pros and cons.

His father sat with him on the dragon throne for so long that so things were learned through osmosis.

Sun Wu felt very gratified.

Others viewing their little Crown Prince see him entirely as soone being directed.

Little knowing, the Crown Prince has long had his own thoughts.

Mo Qi’s resting place was very simple, with just one room containing a bed, a table with chairs, and a bookshelf filled with various schedules and books, neat and elegant.