The princess is above: the power minister's palm favor

She was about to be righted, and the position of Young Madam Gu was hers after all.

So what if she, Li Huang, was given to the most outstanding young man in Dayuan?

Whether she can get married or not is up to her to decide!
The news quickly spread back to the Princess' Palace.

Ling Yuan was indignant: "The second princess is really a maggot that can't be beaten to death. She was about to be bitten to death by Fang's family, but she didn't expect to be able to change her body and become a target walking sideways in the capital!"

This saint is much more beautiful than when she was the second princess.

With the credit for offering a good prescription, who would dare to make her bow her head in the future?

Ling Yuan is really angry.

"Your Highness, if you want this servant to tell you, it's better to chop her up in the middle of the night."

Keeping such a scourge, I don't know what troubles will come out.

However, Li Huang gave her a serious look, and reprimanded: "Don't be foolish, she is now a saint, and she has made great contributions to saving the people. At this time, if something happens to her, the palace that she never admired will become a The number one suspect."

For a time, public grievances arose everywhere, and riots even broke out in some places.

For example, what old gods are talking about dreaming.

If it doesn't rain again, there is a high possibility of famine next.

He didn't quite believe that what was not shown in the astrology could be achieved by asking for rain.

"Didn't Li Chuchu say that when the old god entrusted her with dreams, he also taught her many ways to manage it? I want to see how capable the person behind her is."

Three days later, Pengcheng's booklet was handed over to the capital. After the court was over, the emperor called several important ministers to discuss how to resolve the matter.

Isn't the person with the most noble status in this great abyss the eldest princess Li Huang?
"Cousin, it's clear that once she attained enlightenment, she wanted to humiliate you whenever she had the opportunity. If you don't leave, is it possible that she really wants to brush her dress?"

And the man in the dream took advantage of this year's famine to incite rumors, saying that the Li Dynasty committed crimes and offended the heavens, so he punished the world.

The emperor looked at his chief minister: "Shangguan Aiqing, what do you think?"

Luo Mingchuan shook his head: "Does she still need to call her name? In Dayuan, there are no other princesses. Even if there were, she would try her best to let this job fall on you."

Li Huang frowned: "Speak well."

Luo Mingchuan said "oh", and then repeated the news he had just heard: "Seven days later, that two... Ah bah, that Li Chuchu said that he would set up an altar to thank God, and asked you to help her dress , saying that sacrifice is a very sacred thing, and the most honorable person needs to brush the dress of the saint."

Zuo is just a few more days of jumping, she has been waiting for so long, and these few days are not bad.

The rest of the ministers also felt that what he said was reasonable, and offered advice and suggestions to the emperor several times, but the old emperor was not very satisfied.

Mo Jingzhan flashed in without knowing when, and knocked on the back of his head: "What nonsense?"

At this time, Master Zuo suggested, "Your Majesty, since the saintess can communicate with the gods, I think it's better to let the saintess open the altar to pray for rain. Maybe it will be effective."

Li Huang looked at him: "You want to..."

Shangguan Ling was named, and it was not good to pretend to be a quail, so he could only say in a down-to-earth manner: "Since all the adults have this intention, I think you might as well give it a try. What if it works?"

Another day, if she said that the old god gave her a dream, would this country still have to be let out for her to sit in?

Now that he said so, Li Huang put his heart in his stomach.

Luo Mingchuan felt aggrieved just thinking about it.

After everyone was dismissed, Gu Chenzhou asked anxiously: "Chuchu, it's God's fault whether it will rain or not, how can we guarantee the opening of the altar?"

Thinking of this, she looked at Mo Jingzhan with complicated eyes.

After being reminded by him, Li Huang remembered that at this time in the dream, there were indeed droughts in many states and counties.

Lord Zuo said disapprovingly: "Your Majesty, this matter needs to be prepared with both hands. If the rain cannot be obtained, there will be a famine in the coming year."

Let her beg for rain, how could she?
However, with the title of Saintess on her head, she couldn't say no.

At this moment, Luo Mingchuan's voice barged in bluffing.

Li Huang is the majestic eldest princess. When he called her like that, those who didn't know thought she was going to defect.

Anyway, it wasn't the first time she used this trick.

Li Huang sneered: "She thinks beautifully, she really thinks that she has become a saint, and she can do whatever she wants."

Mo Jingzhan pursed his lips, reached out and tapped the tip of her nose lightly: "Your Highness, there is no need to worry. Even if you really can't ask for rain in the future, I have a way to deal with it."

Luo Mingchuan held the back of his head that hurt from being knocked, and looked at Li Huang aggrievedly: "Cousin~"

"Cousin, run away, this big abyss can't stay here anymore."

Mo Jingzhan hooked his fingers at her, and Li Huang immediately put his ear close to her.

It's a pity that at that time, she was so focused on Gu Chenzhou that she didn't care about it at all.

Now is the spring season, if it does not rain, how will the common people cultivate?

Mo Jingzhan sat down in the chair next to her, and stuffed a fruit into her mouth, "It's okay, since she wants to use the old fairy to dream, let the old fairy take care of her properly."

He parted his thin lips slightly, and exhaled like blue: "I heard that there has been no rain in Pengcheng for three or four months."

The duty of Qin Tianjian is to observe the sky every day. If there is any sign of rain in Pengcheng, they have already reported it.

After receiving the order, Li Chuchu was stunned.

The supervisor of Qin Tianjian hesitated and said: "This... such a big event, I'm afraid it won't work just by asking for rain?"

As soon as Li Huang heard it, he knew that he had some bad idea, and immediately asked with great interest: "What can you do?"

The rest of the ministers nodded their heads when they heard the words.

The dignified princess, why should she brush the dress for the daughter of that lowly maidservant?
Li Huang raised her eyebrows: "Did she name me?"

In the end, the old emperor asked them to go back and continue to think about it. As for the matter of asking for rain, it should be sooner rather than later, and immediately sent the order to the Pingyang Houfu.

If this doesn't work, won't she, the saint, be criticized again?
Li Chuchu squeezed the imperial decree tightly, and a stern light flashed in his eyes: "Since Father is not benevolent, then don't blame me for being unrighteous."

As she said that, she leaned closer to Gu Chenzhou's ear: "You send a group of people, so and so..."

Gu Chenzhou hesitated: "Is this too cruel? After all, he is your father?"

Li Chuchu's eyes were full of sarcasm: "If he really treats me as a daughter, he won't treat me like this. He is not benevolent first, so should I talk about benevolence and righteousness with him?"

This Dayuan country, if his surname Li can do it, others can't sit still?