The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

The changing seasons in Beijing seem to be much faster than in other places, and in the blink of an eye it is already the end of November.

Liang Chongyue hadn't worn the autumn clothes she had made before many times.

Over the past two months, whenever Liang Chongyue felt bored, she would take Yunling out of the palace in the evening, and from time to time she would stay in Lanxu Pavilion for a while to listen to the hearty laughter of the girls gathered together.

Or you can stay overnight in a farmhouse outside Beijing, where you can hear the chirping of cicadas, frogs, insects and birds, and your mood will be much better.

"Host, it's raining in North China!"

Liang Chongyue was reviewing memorials when the voice of the system suddenly broke into his mind. Liang Chongyue paused while reviewing the memorials, and the last stroke was a little heavy.

Without Liang Chongyue's instructions, the system opened the panel. Looking at the skinny people of North China standing in the rainstorm crying and laughing, Liang Chongyue's mood gradually calmed down as the sound of heavy rain reached his ears.

"Okay, okay, it's good that it's raining."

Liang Chongyue had been waiting in agony for more than two months, and now the rain had finally arrived.

The granaries in Qingyang are already empty. If this rain doesn't come again, and the weather gets completely cold, life will only become more difficult for the people in North China.

"Autumn is over, and it's time for the wheat to come in."

Liang Chongyue looked at the happy scene of the people on the panel and couldn't help but murmur.

"Your Majesty, what are you saying? I didn't hear clearly."

Yun Ling happened to come to serve tea and heard His Majesty speak, but she did not hear what His Majesty said.

"Nothing, I just thought of something."

Liang Chongyue turned off the panel and before hanging up the system connection, he gave the system one last instruction:

"Xiaohu is almost done with his training. When you're protecting Minglang, remember to keep an eye on Huabei's situation."

Liang Chongyue was still a little worried that after such a long drought, an epidemic might occur. If this really happened, she could only hope that the herbs brought by the imperial physician from the capital would be enough.

North China is still too far away from the capital. Liang Chongyue took a sip of the tea brought by Yun Ling, then sat in front of the dragon table in deep thought. He put aside the memorial that he had not yet finished reviewing and had no time to pay attention to it.

After thinking for a while, Liang Chongyue took out a blank imperial edict from the bottom drawer.

It is already November. Last month, she sent an imperial edict to the prefectures and counties around North China, asking them to transport food and fodder to relieve the urgent need in North China.

It is already November, and the fields in North China have already dried up and cracked due to the severe drought. If we want to replant, we have to wait until the beginning of next spring.

Liang Chongyue took a big stroke of his pen and began to write a new imperial edict.

All prefectures and counties surrounding the North China region that escort grain aid to North China will have their taxes reduced for three years.

The people of North China not only have to get through the New Year safely, but also have to replant their fields after the spring.

Just waiting for the first batch of grain to mature after the disaster in North China is a big problem for the people to survive. North China has a vast territory, and even if the granaries of several surrounding counties and cities are all sent to North China, it is unknown how many months they can last.

Liang Chongyue was calculating this while he was deep in thought. The panel was reopened, and Liang Chongyue checked the granaries in the other two counties around North China except Qingyang. He estimated that, not counting the grain to be sown, it would only be enough for the people in North China to drink porridge every day for two months.

The scope continued to expand, and Liang Chongyue included all six prefectures and counties around North China, which allowed the people of North China to wait until the first harvest.

After writing down all the circled counties on the panel in the imperial edict, Liang Chongyue took a look and confirmed it. While waiting for the ink to dry, Liang Chongyue decided who to assign this matter to.

Hu Jing is in North China. If an epidemic breaks out in North China, he must stay in North China at all times. So, we need to find another person to go to North China along with the imperial edict.

Several faces appeared in front of Liang Chongyue, and finally he decided to let him go.

Yan Nie, the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice, was a man of great self-discipline and courtesy, and only cared about political achievements. If he had not been so rigid in his conduct, Liang Chongyue would not have waited until all the ministers had been appointed before discovering such a person.

Originally, they wanted to transfer him to the Dali Temple. Yan Renzheng was in a depressed mood during that period. A few days later, Yan Nie came to her and asked to stay in the Ministry of Justice.

I don’t know what tricks Yan Renzheng used to make people stay willingly.

However, such talents are useful everywhere. After Yan Renzheng retires, if there is no suitable candidate, Yan Nie will basically be the next Minister of Justice in Liang Chongyue's mind.

"Ping An, take the imperial edict to the Ministry of Justice and hand it to Yan Nie, the Minister of Justice. Tell him to go back and pack up and leave for me before the city gates close tomorrow at the latest."

Yan Nie is a family-less man. Although he was asked to leave before that time, Liang Chongyue believed that after Yan Nie handed over the government affairs and went home to pack up, he would leave immediately.

In the eyes of such old-fashioned patriots, nothing is more important than the lives of the people.

"Yes, slave, go right away."

After Ping An left with the imperial edict Liang Chongyue had just written, Liang Chongyue opened the drawer on his left hand side and took out a military order from a pile of tokens.

"Little Li, take my token to the outskirts of Beijing and convey my order to dispatch two teams of troops to escort the Minister of Justice to North China."

Little Li stepped forward to take the military order from His Majesty, bowed and retreated. Liang Chongyue glanced at the memorials piled on the dragon table, went over them again in his mind, and wondered if there was anything he had forgotten.

After he really couldn't think of anything, Liang Chongyue picked up the pen again and continued to review the memorials.

Days passed one by one. Before Yan Nie arrived in North China with the imperial edict, several small-scale epidemics broke out in North China. Fortunately, Liang Chongyue had foresight and sent the most skilled physician in the Imperial Medical Bureau and brought countless medicinal materials to North China.

Although the epidemic caused deaths, it was fortunately brought under control quickly.

By the time Yan Nie arrived in North China, there had been no outbreak of epidemic in North China for nearly half a month.

Liang Chongyue looked at Hu Jing on the panel, who looked weathered but still energetic. When he saw Yan Nie arriving with the imperial edict, tears of excitement fell from the corners of his wrinkled eyes.

It was the first time that Liang Chongyue saw Hu Jing have such an emotional side. After Yan Nie finished reading the imperial edict, he took the edict in his hand and began to cry with his face covered without any concealment.

Liang Chongyue was busy with the Ministry of Rites examination during this period. As for the situation in North China, he only took a look at the system report every night. After confirming that the situation was getting better little by little, he no longer had to check it in person every day as before.

Now seeing Hu Jing crying sadly on the panel, Liang Chongyue felt uncomfortable. She could understand how much pressure Hu Jing was under now. The capital was too far away from North China. Without her imperial edict, when the current food was eaten up, the people in North China would not know where their next meal would come from.