Upon hearing that His Majesty had the mind to send his grandson, Elder Ge didn't dare continue the conversation, and immediately knelt down, his voice full of pleading: "Your humble servant is willing to take the trouble for Your Majesty and go to Jiangnan to investigate the situation!"
He was old, and if something really happened, it would count as living enough.
His grandson had just been spared his head, how could he go to a dangerous place like Jiangnan.
In Jiangnan, the officials and merchants colluded, and it was long a mess.
If this were a false alarm, it would be fine, but if there was really a flood in Jiangnan that was being concealed, any envoy sent would be heading to certain death, and the truth would never come to light.
"Since my beloved minister has requested, then you shall go."
Elder Ge's heart felt desolate, wishing His Majesty would say: "You are old, it is better to let the young go."
