"National teacher, come out and explain."
"Yes, yes, why is there so little rain this year? Doesn't it mean that this year will be smooth and rainy, and it will be a bumper year?"
"My harvest is not half of what it was last year. I'm afraid I'm going to starve to death this year."
"Me too, this year's harvest is so bad that I can't get enough to fill my stomach."
"The national teacher came out and said the will of God."
Many people surrounded the gate of the National Teacher's Mansion. They had helplessness, sadness, and worries about the future on their faces.
The rain this year has been too little, and the crops have not had a good harvest.
This year everyone's food and clothing has become a problem.
They have always regarded the national teacher as a god. Now that they encounter a problem, the first thing they look for is the national teacher.
Didn't the national teacher say last year that the weather will be smooth this year?Are the words of the national teacher inaccurate?
The crowd is chaotic and disturbed, and they urgently need someone to comfort them.
"My lord, how do we deal with the situation outside?" the servant asked respectfully.
Feng Qingchen sat on the upper seat and didn't answer.
He had thought of this situation in mid-July, and it took four months for the people to come to him, which he expected.
In August, he reported to the emperor that the weather this year is not very good, and the harvest will not be optimistic. He hoped that the emperor would be prepared.
At that time, the emperor said that he would plan and distribute the food in the treasury so that the people would not be left without food.
Farmers who have no food to eat will become refugees, and most of the refugees will riot. This is something that the superiors will not want to see.
Feng Qingchen walked out of the living room and walked towards the gate.
The dark red door "Yiya" opened to both sides. When the national teacher's white coat and silver mask appeared, the crowd once again made a commotion.
After Feng Qingchen came out, the crowd became even more noisy, chattering and wanting to express their thoughts, but because everyone was too impatient, they made a lot of noise and couldn't hear what they said.
Feng Qingchen raised her hand to signal the crowd to be quiet.
"Everyone's harvest this year is not good, I will report to the emperor and let the emperor make a decision." Feng Qingchen paused, and then said, "The emperor will naturally consider you, so you don't have to worry."
After hearing Feng Qingchen's words that the emperor would consider them for them, everyone felt at ease, and begged Feng Qingchen to fight for them to reduce taxes and reduce their burden.
Feng Qingchen promised them to speak more for them, and the crowd dispersed one after another.
In the court hall, the emperor wore a yellow dragon robe and sat on a high seat.
The courtiers below all lowered their heads slightly, fearful and sincere.
"National teacher, there are early disasters in various places. This year's harvest in various places has been reduced by half compared to last year. Not to mention whether they can pay taxes, they can't even fill their stomachs. What do you think?" The emperor threw the question to Feng. light dust.
The people below are lower than the other.
"In places where the drought is severe this year, farmers don't pay taxes, and collect more taxes from rich businessmen." Feng Qingchen said.
Feng Qingchen continued: "In addition, farmers in some places have no harvest, so they need to open the treasury and give them some subsidies."
The Minister of the Ministry of War jumped out and said, "Your Majesty, food is also in great need at the border. Yesterday General Chu came back from writing a letter, saying that the army rations are not enough, and the court needs to send some food over there."
The emperor was on top, tapping the handle of the chair with his fingers, looking at the people below, one by one, he did not dare to express any opinions other than bowing his head.
"Prime Minister, what do you think of the current situation?" The emperor called by name.
The prime minister, who had a gray beard but was still in good spirits, took a step forward, "Your Majesty, there are internal and external troubles. Inside, there is a situation where the peasants are not getting enough to eat. Outside, there is the country of Huayue staring at it. But relatively speaking, the country of Huayue is not I will send troops at this point, so I suggest retreating."
The emperor glanced down, "What's everyone's opinion?"
"Seconded."
The ministers discussed it one after another.
"The monarch of Huayue Kingdom has just issued an imperial decree to appoint his nephew as the crown prince. They should not attack us at this time."
"Yes, the prince has just been established, and the country is not stable. We can withdraw some of the troops from General Chu's side."
The emperor sitting on the top watched the courtiers below talking a lot, with a livid face.
This group of people, sitting at home all day, only relying on some gossip, feel that they can strategize;
"Chu Taiwei, tell me about Song Jianlin's investigation results." The emperor clicked on Chu Xuan again to let him speak.
The discussion of refugees and the withdrawal of troops has not yet come to fruition, so why are we discussing the murder of Song Jianlin again?
What is the emperor thinking?
The king's heart is unpredictable, all the courtiers are thinking.
"According to my investigation, Xuetu Song Jianlin was killed by Huayue's scimitar, and why did people from Huayue enter our country and persecute an official? Isn't this evidence that Huayue is coveting our country? ?” Chu Xuan succinctly stated the news he had recently investigated.
What he hadn't said yet was that the last time the former national teacher showed up was in Huayue Kingdom, but he didn't say that.
Once he said it out, some or no, he would be thrown into trouble by the little people around him.
At that time, Feng Qingchen will definitely be implicated as well.
For Mumu, he vowed to protect Feng Qingchen before he found out.
"Yes, yes, why is there so little rain this year? Doesn't it mean that this year will be smooth and rainy, and it will be a bumper year?"
"My harvest is not half of what it was last year. I'm afraid I'm going to starve to death this year."
"Me too, this year's harvest is so bad that I can't get enough to fill my stomach."
"The national teacher came out and said the will of God."
Many people surrounded the gate of the National Teacher's Mansion. They had helplessness, sadness, and worries about the future on their faces.
The rain this year has been too little, and the crops have not had a good harvest.
This year everyone's food and clothing has become a problem.
They have always regarded the national teacher as a god. Now that they encounter a problem, the first thing they look for is the national teacher.
Didn't the national teacher say last year that the weather will be smooth this year?Are the words of the national teacher inaccurate?
The crowd is chaotic and disturbed, and they urgently need someone to comfort them.
"My lord, how do we deal with the situation outside?" the servant asked respectfully.
Feng Qingchen sat on the upper seat and didn't answer.
He had thought of this situation in mid-July, and it took four months for the people to come to him, which he expected.
In August, he reported to the emperor that the weather this year is not very good, and the harvest will not be optimistic. He hoped that the emperor would be prepared.
At that time, the emperor said that he would plan and distribute the food in the treasury so that the people would not be left without food.
Farmers who have no food to eat will become refugees, and most of the refugees will riot. This is something that the superiors will not want to see.
Feng Qingchen walked out of the living room and walked towards the gate.
The dark red door "Yiya" opened to both sides. When the national teacher's white coat and silver mask appeared, the crowd once again made a commotion.
After Feng Qingchen came out, the crowd became even more noisy, chattering and wanting to express their thoughts, but because everyone was too impatient, they made a lot of noise and couldn't hear what they said.
Feng Qingchen raised her hand to signal the crowd to be quiet.
"Everyone's harvest this year is not good, I will report to the emperor and let the emperor make a decision." Feng Qingchen paused, and then said, "The emperor will naturally consider you, so you don't have to worry."
After hearing Feng Qingchen's words that the emperor would consider them for them, everyone felt at ease, and begged Feng Qingchen to fight for them to reduce taxes and reduce their burden.
Feng Qingchen promised them to speak more for them, and the crowd dispersed one after another.
In the court hall, the emperor wore a yellow dragon robe and sat on a high seat.
The courtiers below all lowered their heads slightly, fearful and sincere.
"National teacher, there are early disasters in various places. This year's harvest in various places has been reduced by half compared to last year. Not to mention whether they can pay taxes, they can't even fill their stomachs. What do you think?" The emperor threw the question to Feng. light dust.
The people below are lower than the other.
"In places where the drought is severe this year, farmers don't pay taxes, and collect more taxes from rich businessmen." Feng Qingchen said.
Feng Qingchen continued: "In addition, farmers in some places have no harvest, so they need to open the treasury and give them some subsidies."
The Minister of the Ministry of War jumped out and said, "Your Majesty, food is also in great need at the border. Yesterday General Chu came back from writing a letter, saying that the army rations are not enough, and the court needs to send some food over there."
The emperor was on top, tapping the handle of the chair with his fingers, looking at the people below, one by one, he did not dare to express any opinions other than bowing his head.
"Prime Minister, what do you think of the current situation?" The emperor called by name.
The prime minister, who had a gray beard but was still in good spirits, took a step forward, "Your Majesty, there are internal and external troubles. Inside, there is a situation where the peasants are not getting enough to eat. Outside, there is the country of Huayue staring at it. But relatively speaking, the country of Huayue is not I will send troops at this point, so I suggest retreating."
The emperor glanced down, "What's everyone's opinion?"
"Seconded."
The ministers discussed it one after another.
"The monarch of Huayue Kingdom has just issued an imperial decree to appoint his nephew as the crown prince. They should not attack us at this time."
"Yes, the prince has just been established, and the country is not stable. We can withdraw some of the troops from General Chu's side."
The emperor sitting on the top watched the courtiers below talking a lot, with a livid face.
This group of people, sitting at home all day, only relying on some gossip, feel that they can strategize;
"Chu Taiwei, tell me about Song Jianlin's investigation results." The emperor clicked on Chu Xuan again to let him speak.
The discussion of refugees and the withdrawal of troops has not yet come to fruition, so why are we discussing the murder of Song Jianlin again?
What is the emperor thinking?
The king's heart is unpredictable, all the courtiers are thinking.
"According to my investigation, Xuetu Song Jianlin was killed by Huayue's scimitar, and why did people from Huayue enter our country and persecute an official? Isn't this evidence that Huayue is coveting our country? ?” Chu Xuan succinctly stated the news he had recently investigated.
What he hadn't said yet was that the last time the former national teacher showed up was in Huayue Kingdom, but he didn't say that.
Once he said it out, some or no, he would be thrown into trouble by the little people around him.
At that time, Feng Qingchen will definitely be implicated as well.
For Mumu, he vowed to protect Feng Qingchen before he found out.
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