After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

On the day when the emperor's daughter was born, it was a sign of auspiciousness from heaven, and all the birds flocked to pay homage to the phoenix. Now, October can walk and speak, she is truly a child prodigy sent from heaven.

There are even rumors among the people that the emperor's daughter is actually the reincarnation of a goddess who has experienced many tribulations and will bless Tianxuan with good weather, peace and prosperity for the country and the people.

Ever since the news that the eldest princess, who is only ten months old, can walk and speak already spread out of the palace, the rumors among the people about the emperor's daughter have become more and more fantastic.

But now the princess suffers from nightmares every night, and is often trapped by them even when she is with the queen.

The Queen summoned the people of Tiantai to ask if there was any way to treat the disease.

Everyone at Wentiantai listened carefully to the words of the princess' nightmare, and after summarizing them, they concluded that what the princess said was that there would be another snowstorm in Tianxuan this year, and countless people would be frozen to death.

If Tianxuan doesn't take it seriously, he might be punished by heaven.

Even the prime minister had to take Wen Tiantai's words seriously.

The Queen scolded Wen Tiantai for being ridiculous: "Miao Miao is just a child now, how can he really predict such a big event?"

"Your Majesty, you were there that day. Although the little prince's words were unclear in his nightmare, we can still make out the general idea. We dare not hide anything. Any adult in the court today who hears what the little prince said will come to the same conclusion as us." The head of the Wentian Terrace knelt down in fear and trepidation.

"Please pay attention to me, Your Majesty. Your Highness is truly extraordinary and is the lucky star of Tianxuan."

Wentiantai also said that Wentiantai had been observing the celestial phenomena day and night in the past few days and concluded that there would indeed be a heavy snow this year.

What he said made sense, and almost everyone, including the prime minister, believed it.

Yun Zhou was listening in on the government affairs today. She didn't know why Wentiantai had such a great influence in this world, but it was useful at least.

Moreover, after the morning court session that day, the story of the emperor's daughter predicting a snowstorm had already spread among the people.

This was of course due to the efforts of Ning Jun who sent people to add fuel to the fire.

Although it is a bit damaged, it is indeed useful.

That morning, the prime minister and others came to Zhangde Hall to ask to see Su Qingluo.

Su Qingluo was reviewing memorials in the study when she heard that the two prime ministers and even the grand tutor had come.

She looked at Yun Zhou and raised her lips slightly: "Your method is indeed useful."

Yun Zhou spread his hands: "If they don't believe in ghosts and gods, then it's useless."

Unfortunately, in this era, there is no one who really doesn't believe. Even in her era, there were rich businessmen who kept little ghosts.

The higher one's position, the more worried one becomes, fearing that he or she will lose his or her current position.

Yun Zhou stood up and stood obediently by the side, serving Su Qingluo like a humble maid.

Su Qingluo asked people to call in the ministers who wanted to see him.

"Your Highness, we here pay our respects to you. May your Highness live a thousand years." The prime minister stood at the head of the group and saluted Su Qingluo respectfully.

"No need to be so polite, please stand up and take a seat." Su Qingluo said and glanced at Yun Zhou.

Yun Zhou hurriedly asked someone to arrange seats.

The speed is quite fast.

After the adults were seated, Yun Zhou stood back in the corner where she should be, ready to start eating melon.

Wen Zhimiao was still sleeping beside the queen.

The small one looks particularly cute.

Qi Taihong couldn't help but take a few more glances. He also has a little granddaughter at home, so it's inevitable that he likes children a little.

Wen Zhimiao fell asleep, with one hand still clutching the corner of Su Qingluo's clothes, looking particularly insecure.

If Su Qingluo knew what they were thinking, she would probably not be able to help laughing.

What do you mean by insecurity? She was just playing around by grabbing the corner of her clothes before falling asleep.

He fell asleep when he was tired from playing, and even after falling asleep he didn't let go, with one little hand holding me especially tightly.

But it was an unexpected result.

"What brings you here today, gentlemen?" Su Qingluo asked them with a puzzled look.

Qi Taihong and Deputy Prime Minister Feng Heng looked at each other and said, "We are here to provide disaster relief."

Su Qingluo put down the pen and frowned slightly: "Does the Prime Minister also think that what Wen Tiantai said is credible?"

Qi Taihong stood up and bowed respectfully: "Your Majesty, although it is said that a gentleman should not talk about strange things, but when it comes to snow disasters, we still have to pay attention to them. If there is really a heavy snow, it will be too late for the court to prepare after the snow falls. If we can take precautions in advance, why not do it?"

Yun Zhou was standing nearby, and after Qi Taihong finished speaking, the Minister of Rites also came out. The ministers who came after him all advised Su Qingluo to make preparations early.

Su Qingluo still looked embarrassed.

After they finished speaking earnestly, Su Qingluo sighed, "I understand what you said, but you also know that the harvest in the north is average this year, and a lot has been spent on disaster relief. It will be difficult to transfer more grain. Do you have any ideas?"

"I would like to ask those wealthy businessmen and local nobles to donate some."

The prime minister sighed and said, "Your Majesty, the harvest in the entire north is average this year. I'm afraid not many wealthy merchants are willing to do this."

“Why not transfer grain from the south?”

Su Qingluo frowned in embarrassment: "Please allow me to think about it carefully. What you said does make sense. We cannot just sit there and wait for death."

She looked like she had a headache and pretended to be nice to the prime minister and others for a while.

"I also want to mobilize grain from the south, but the many powerful people and merchants in the south may not be willing. If the requisition is too tough, it may arouse dissatisfaction among the people in the south. They are all my Tianxuan people. Even if we requisition grain, it is best if they are willing to do so."

"I was thinking..."

Su Qingluo began her deception. Following Yun Zhou's suggestion, she told these people that she would exempt the wealthy businessmen in the south who were willing to donate grain from taxes for one year.

And opening up trade between the north and the south will also enhance exchanges and feelings between the people in the north and the south.

Sharing what is available will naturally improve the economic development of the entire society.

But the prime minister and others still felt that this was inappropriate. If so, wouldn't it intensify the movement of the people?

"All under heaven belongs to the king, and all the people are the king's subjects. No matter how the people move, they are all in the territory of Tianxuan. Besides, not everyone has the ability to do business, but if merchants can make the products of farmers circulate, isn't it a win-win situation?" Su Qingluo asked indifferently.

After thinking for a moment, the prime minister and others felt that there was some truth in it.

"Besides, isn't the frequent movement of people in an area due to the incompetence of local officials?" Su Qingluo said in a slightly serious tone.

Yun Zhou watched Su Qingluo negotiate with the prime minister and others.

Su Qingluo, who used both kindness and power, seemed to be glowing.

He is even more charming than the first leader she met when she first joined the editorial office.

Su Qingluo occasionally turned her head and met Yun Zhou's eyes. Those clear eyes seemed to reveal a kind of admiration, a kind of relief, and a hint of excitement that Su Qingluo did not quite understand.

When Yun Zhou came to this era, she actually felt sad. She did not love the feudal society, nor did she like this era of clear distinction between superiors and subordinates.

I met Su Qingluo by chance.

She let Yunzhou stay with her, and Yunzhou began to admire her abilities and talents from the first day.

But later on, he would always feel regretful when no one was around late at night. Such a Su Qingluo could only be a foil to others in this era.

But the more Yun Zhou came into contact with Su Qingluo, the more he understood that some people are born like mountains, and no one can cover them.

She liked Su Qingluo who shone so brightly.