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Chapter 742 The Emperor Wants to Keep Food_1

Chapter 742: Chapter 742 The Emperor Wants to Keep Food_1

"Nan Feng thinks this way. First, if the water route through Teng County is allowed, the people in this area will have to relocate. Although this saves time, people who have lived in a place for a long time usually do not want to move. Second, this area is close to the mountains. To proceed, we’d have to dig through the mountains and drain the water from here. Nan Feng considers this extremely costly and labor-intensive. Therefore, after weighing the options, Nan Feng still believes the third option is the most reliable. Despite the longer time required, it saves a lot of money and spares the people the trouble of having to move."

Nan Feng analyzed the situation clearly, and the Emperor, who was originally undecided, had an answer once he heard her input.

Looking at Nan Feng now, she seemed more like a highly knowledgeable woman than someone who only knew how to farm and do business.

"Thank you, Lady Nan Feng, for helping me solve my worries. However, I still have a dilemma. All the civil and military officials in the court support the idea of strengthening the river embankment. If I decide otherwise, wouldn’t I be committing a great offense against the world?"

"Your Majesty, there is a saying that the truth is often controlled by a few. Have you heard of it?" asked Nan Feng.

At the same time, Nan Feng was thinking, who said this again?

It seemed like a foreigner said it.

The emperor shook his head: "May I ask where this quote is from, Lady Nan Feng?"

"..." Nan Feng simply said, "Your Majesty, it’s something Nan Feng said."

"Oh? Hahaha..." The Emperor laughed upon hearing this answer, his cold, frosty face unexpectedly appearing quite delighted. "I like that, I like that. I will do just as you said. Once there are results, those stubborn old men will naturally shut their mouths. Nan Feng, wouldn’t you agree?"

"Yes," Nan Feng replied calmly.

At that moment, Eunuch Wan entered again, respectfully asking, "Your Majesty, it’s time for dinner now. Shall we serve the meal?"

"Serve!" The Emperor’s serious demeanor returned, "Lady Nan Feng, please stay and have dinner with me."

Nan Feng quickly declined, "Thank you, Your Majesty, but I can dine back at Siyuan."

"This is an order," the Emperor began to assert his authority, "Or are you going to defy it?"

"Nan Feng wouldn’t dare!" Nan Feng felt slightly apprehensive.

Shortly, the dishes came from the Imperial Kitchen.

This was the first time Nan Feng had seen the scale of the Emperor’s meals; dozens of palace maids arranged a table with eighty-one dishes in total.

Nan Feng was shocked; her jaw almost dropped.

Could all of this be eaten?

A palace maid served the Emperor’s meal, "Your Majesty, what would you like to eat tonight? Shall I serve you?"

The Emperor, perhaps having grown tired of these delicacies, seemed to lack appetite. He randomly pointed out some dishes in front of him, which the maid served, but they were not allowed more than three bites per dish.

Nan Feng watched wide-eyed.

Many people can’t afford to eat while the Emperor enjoyed eighty-one dishes all by himself. Although the leftover dishes were shared among the eunuchs and palace maids, Nan Feng was having a hard time accepting it.

"Lady Nan Feng, may I ask what you’d like to eat? Shall I serve you?" A eunuch approached Nan Feng, intending to serve her, but Nan Feng declined calmly, "I’ll do it myself."

With so many dishes here, Nan Feng decided to treat it like a buffet, serving a bit from here and there, ultimately ending up with a full bowl.