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

Shangjing.

Last night, the capital city welcomed its first snowfall. The snow was not heavy, but the ground was frozen and it was very slippery to walk on.

There are also horse-drawn carriages. Today, the carriages are not moving well either. The horses are stable, but the wheels are not obedient and slide wherever they want.

Before the hour of Mao, several "car accidents" occurred on the main street in front of the Suzaku Gate. Car frames hit car frames, and car wheels hit truck wheels. Fortunately, the horses were not injured.

But it was cold outside, and the people in the carriages were unwilling to get off. As the two sides were in a stalemate, the traffic jam became more and more numerous and longer, and it became a sight in front of the Suzaku Gate.

"Sir." A servant was sweating anxiously in front of a carriage. "The wheel is stuck. If we force it out, I'm afraid you will get hurt. Do you want to..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Benchang stuck his head out of the car and got off reluctantly.

It’s still quite a distance from Suzaku Gate, and I really don’t want to walk there.

After getting off the carriage, he bent over and looked at the two wheels that were "closely attached" to each other, and said in dissatisfaction: "My carriage was inferior, and it was my wheel that was damaged in the collision. I am really humiliated!"

When the people in the carriages behind him saw that he had gotten off, they felt embarrassed to stay there and got off the carriage in the cold wind.

"Master Ji——"

The man who collided with him also got out of the car. Ji Benchang took a closer look and realized that it was a narrow road for enemies to meet. "Master Yue, your Ministry of Industry carriage is really sturdy! It's like your body."

Yue Zhenchuan had long been accustomed to his sarcasm and instead of getting angry he laughed.

"If Lord Ji is willing, I will order someone to take your car back to the Ministry of Works and return it in three days. Keep it in the same condition as my own car."

When Ji Benchang heard that he had to wait for three days, he immediately said sarcastically, "I can't afford such an expensive carriage."

Extravagance and waste! Pleasure-seeking! Extravagance and waste are unacceptable!

"Master Ji, you are joking." Yue Zhenchuan stopped arguing with him, put his hands into his sleeves and raised them to his chest, "It's almost Mao time, let's go, Master Ji."

A group of people hurried and finally reached the "Ladder to Heaven" in front of the Golden Palace before the hour of Mao.

The Golden Palace was right in front of them, so there was no need to be as anxious as before. Everyone slowed down their pace and chatted. When they looked up, they saw a man in an embroidered black robe standing on the steps.

Hmm? An embroidered black robe?

Who else could be wearing the embroidered black robe in front of the throne? It could be the eunuch who served His Majesty - Eunuch Hong!

"It's bad!" All the officials looked at each other and thought something was wrong.

"In the past, His Majesty always came at 15:00. How come Eunuch Hong is standing in front of the throne today?"

"Your Majesty is here early today!"

"What do you mean Your Majesty is here early today? It's us who are here late today!"

"What are you arguing about? Run!"

The soldiers guarding both sides of the "Ladder to Heaven" suddenly felt a chill on their faces - the officials were agile, they lifted their robes and rushed forward, creating gusts of biting wind.

Eunuch Hong took two steps forward upon seeing this, "Oh - my lords, you are finally here! His Majesty has been waiting for you for a moment!"

"Eunuch Hong, please make way!"

All the officials rushed to the Golden Throne Hall, fearing that they would be the last one to enter.

Eunuch Hong escorted them to the rear, and when everyone was present, he shouted at the top of his voice, "Go to court—"

“Long live my emperor, long live long live—”

All the officials knelt on the ground and bowed their heads in obeisance, with sweat dripping from their foreheads onto the gold bricks - it was not hot sweat, but cold sweat from fear.

They did not dare to stand up until the emperor spoke, and they all guessed the emperor's intentions in their hearts.

They came in in a hurry just now, and no one dared to look at the emperor's expression. No one knew why the emperor came to the Golden Palace so early today.

Some officials were so frightened that they mentally reviewed all the mistakes they had made recently - they were all minor ones, so they shouldn't be this serious, right?

"My dear ministers, please stand up." When the emperor's voice came, all civil and military officials felt as if they had been pardoned.

His Majesty also called them "My Lords", and his voice didn't sound angry. There didn't seem to be any war at the border recently, so... His Majesty simply couldn't sleep and came out for a walk?

"Thank you, Your Majesty——"

All the officials stood up at the same time, but Ji Benchang was the bravest. He carefully raised his eyelids and glanced at the emperor.

Just this one glance made his eyes meet with the emperor's, and he couldn't move away.

"My dear Ji, do you have anything to say?" The emperor's voice was filled with smile, and Ji Benchang felt very happy.

He stepped out of the line and saluted, saying respectfully, "Your Majesty, the capital suddenly became cold last night, and I did not plan the time to leave the palace. This morning, the roads were icy, causing me to be delayed on the way. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

The emperor said, "No problem."

Ji Benchang had figured out the emperor's thoughts by now, and he boldly praised: "It is very cold today, but I see that your Majesty has a rosy complexion. Your Majesty is truly a true dragon emperor, with dragon energy wrapped around him, and is not afraid of the cold!"

He did not ask the emperor directly whether he was pregnant, but asked indirectly. Many people secretly thought that Ji Benchang was really good at talking.

As expected, the emperor laughed and continued, "Dragon energy is one thing, and happy events are another."

Ji Benchang guessed the direction correctly, and raised his head and said, "Your Majesty's joy is the joy of the Great Zhou! But I am stupid, and I hope Your Majesty can give me some advice so that I can have the opportunity to share your joy!"

What a great Ji Benchang, what a great flatterer.

All the civil and military officials had to admire his skill.

The emperor no longer tried to suppress his smile. He took out a letter from his bosom and unfolded it, saying, "Lord Shen sent me a letter. I received it yesterday."

My dear Shen?

Many people were stunned for a moment, and then immediately realized that the "Lord Shen" His Majesty mentioned was the magistrate of Tongan County, Liuyang Prefecture - Shen Zheng.

But how long had it been since the last incident with rice seeds and cotton cloth? Did Lord Shen really never stop making achievements?

Where does this put them? A few petty-minded people suddenly felt unhappy and pouted secretly.

How could this go on? When Lord Shen returns to Beijing, will they all have to live under her thumb? It's a bit pathetic just to think about it!

Seeing the different expressions on the faces of the officials, the emperor lowered his voice and said, "The cotton cloth workshop is now under construction. As Shen Aiqing said before, the workshop is funded by her, the Tongan County Government, and the people of Tongan. She will contribute 60%, the county government 30%, and the people 10%. "

Some people became even more upset when they heard this.

So those common people who work on the land can get one tenth of the profit, but those of them who work hard every day to make a living for the Great Zhou can't even get a sip of soup?

That doesn't make sense.

But Ji Benchang felt that this was not the case.

If it was just the construction and funding of a cloth workshop, how could Your Majesty be so pleased?

His eyes rolled around, and he used his professional sense to find the key to the matter: "Your Majesty, I am just asking a question, and I have no intention of competing with you. I just don't know how the profit sharing of Lord Shen's cloth shop is obtained?"