Transmigrated into a female county magistrate during a famine, leading her country to prosperity

As the setting sun sank into the horizon, the emperor and empress rode in sedan chairs to the imperial garden.

Fang Ziyan, who had been arguing non-stop, immediately fell silent. Before anyone could salute, he knelt down with a "click" and shouted "Long live the emperor and empress" who were still in the sedan chair.

Shen Zheng held his forehead and the emperor laughed out loud.

"Are you the Tongan student, Fang Ziyan?" The sedan chair slowly stopped, and the emperor walked up to Fang Ziyan, gazing at him with interest. "I heard earlier that before coming to the capital, you and Pei Zhaoqi took the provincial examination and both earned the title of scholar. Not bad, your future is promising."

Looking at the bright yellow hem of the dress right in front of him, Fang Ziyan trembled with praise.

"In reply to His Majesty's words, I, Fang Ziyan, the humblest man! May His Majesty be blessed with good health!"

After saying this, he turned around with his butt sticking out, and said to the queen's skirt: "May the queen be blessed with good health!"

Looking at the round lump curled up on the ground, the queen couldn't help but laugh. She bent down to help him up and said, "Good boy, today is just a family dinner. There's no need for such a grand ceremony."

He didn't dare ask the queen to help him, so he jumped up.

It was not until everyone saluted in unison that he realized his face and blushed - he seemed to have made a big embarrassment of kneeling first to show respect.

Just as he was regretting it, he saw palace maids coming in one after another with bowls and dishes, and the emperor called them into the waterside pavilion to sit down.

He was at the end of the crowd, looking up secretly.

There was a rosewood main table in the center of the pavilion, with four side tables on each side. The tables were filled with a wide variety of delicacies, and even ordinary vegetables were decorated with crystal dewdrops.

He felt dizzy and couldn't help but pull Yu Nanshu's sleeve and asked, "Nanshu, do we really want to go in and sit down? Isn't this equivalent to having dinner at the same table with His Majesty..."

He is just the son of a businessman. How could he have seen such a big world?

Stop talking about him.

Take the Fang family, for example. For dozens of generations before them, there hadn't been a single high-ranking official, let alone one who sat at the same table with the emperor or empress...

"Eating at the same table?" Yu Nanshu glanced at the side table and laughed at him, "The side table is still three feet away from the main table. Why are you so nervous? When we were in Tongan County, didn't you keep saying that you wanted to come to the capital to see the world?"

"The world is so big... I'm afraid I'll say something wrong." Fang Ziyan shrank his head.

Like a quail, he chose the farthest side table and begged Yu Nanshu: "Good Nanshu, you know the rules best, let's go sit over there. I feel more at ease with you watching over me. And Zhao Qi, let's sit together."

Yu Nanshu laughed at him for being timid, but still agreed.

After everyone was seated, the farewell banquet officially began with Eunuch Hong saying "The banquet begins."

At the beginning, Fang Ziyan and others who entered the palace for the first time could not hide their nervousness. Apart from picking up dishes and eating them, they dared not do anything else.

But as the sky gradually darkened, the evening breeze blew, the lotus fragrance permeated the air, and the waterside pavilion gradually became lively.

For some reason, the emperor loved to ask them about Tongan County.

At first, he just asked, "Is the food in the county government good?" Later, he asked about the people of Tongan's "food, clothing, housing, transportation, firewood, rice, oil and salt" in detail.

When he heard Pei Zhaoqi and Xiao Yuan say, "The people of Tongan live and work in peace and contentment, everyone wears new clothes, and every household has surplus food," his eyes welled up with tears. He took a sip of wine and said only one word.

--"good."

How wonderful it would be if all the people of the Great Zhou could live like ordinary people.

The night insects chirped round and round, and the wine jug on the emperor's table had been changed three times.

Eunuch Hong, with red eyes, advised: "Your Majesty, you have drunk a lot of wine today. After you finish this pot, I will exchange it for fruit drink..."

Lord Shen and the others did not know about Prince Cheng'an's affairs, but as an old man in the palace, he knew a lot.

Your Majesty is drinking today because he wants to give Lord Shen a farewell party and is reluctant to leave, and he is also depressed about the matter of Prince Cheng'an, so he is drinking to relieve his sorrow.

This is all the mess left by the previous emperor...

Seeing that the emperor still did not respond and seemed drunk, Eunuch Hong finally mustered up the courage to reach for the wine jug.

"Snapped--"

He was hit before he even touched the wine jug.

The emperor scolded him: "You are too nosy! You have no manners! You will be beaten with a stick tomorrow!"

His nose felt sore, and he said in a muffled voice: "Your Majesty, you can't drink anymore..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a chill on his palm. He looked down and found that the emperor had stuffed a wine cup in his hand.

The emperor called him, "You drink too."

Terrified, he quickly knelt down and begged the Queen for help. The Queen sighed softly, took the Emperor's hand under the table and said, "Your Majesty, please drink if you want. At worst... we can adjourn the court tomorrow."

"Quit, quit the court?"

After only a split second of reaction, Eunuch Hong immediately said, "It's good to suspend court, it's good to suspend court... Your Majesty, your Majesty has worked so hard over the years."

He had always been puzzled as to why the emperor of the previous dynasty held a morning court every three days, but His Majesty held a morning court every day.

It was not until one day, when His Majesty was truly unwell, that he finally spoke his true feelings to him: "I dare not slack off. If I slack off, those below me will dare to be negligent."

Sometimes, he couldn't sleep at night and couldn't help but think in a treasonous way - what's the point of being an emperor? He's not as happy as a eunuch like him.

If the sky really fell, the eunuch would have no choice but to die. He could either hide or die. Even if his body was left exposed in the wilderness, he would not be sorry to anyone.

But what about the emperor?

Because he was responsible for the entire country, the emperor did not even dare to bend his waist when he was holding up the sky, for fear that the sky would fall on his people.

He thought, if only His Majesty was a more selfish emperor, then he could follow this selfish emperor and become a high-ranking eunuch in front of the emperor.

Oh, what a beautiful scenery...

......

The moonlight is pouring down and the stars are shining.

When Xiao Yuan stepped out of the Suzaku Gate, his steps felt light-headed.

Shen Zheng laughed and said, "I remember you had a good alcohol tolerance. Why are you drunk today? Is it because the wine in the palace is particularly intoxicating?"

Xiao Yuan hugged the brocade box tightly in his arms, repeating the same thing over and over again: "Sir, His Majesty has rewarded me, His Majesty has rewarded me... His Majesty is so kind to you, even a small constable like me has benefited from your kindness..."

Although he has not opened the brocade box yet, this exquisite brocade box alone is enough for him to brag about for the rest of his life!

Shen Zheng laughed and asked him, "Why don't you open it and take a look?"

Xiao Yuan rolled his eyes and looked at Fang Ziyan, who was grinning beside him. "Ziyan, what's in your brocade box?"

Fang Ziyan shrugged defensively and said suspiciously, "Didn't His Majesty say that the brocade box contains a farewell gift for us, and it's the same for everyone! Brother Xiao Yuan, if you want to know, why don't you just open it and take a look yourself? Why do you have to look at ours?"

Seeing that he hadn't been tricked, Xiao Yuan turned his gaze to Feng Qianzhi: "Sister Qianzhi..."

"My Master's and my farewell gifts weigh the same." Feng Qianzhi gathered the brocade box and leaned forward. "How about we take a look at Brother Yuan's first?"

Xiao Yuan almost lost more than he gained and ran away in a hurry.