The queen is charming, but powerful ministers lure her to seize power and usurp the throne

Gu Heng has always been gentle towards Zhisang.

It basically means whatever Zhe Sang says.

So much so that Zhe Sang almost forgot that he was originally a prime minister who was feared by courtiers and feared by the emperor.

Gu Heng became serious, his aura calm and unsmiling.

What he talks about is not boring, and he is always concise and to the point compared to obscure texts.

Zhe Sang listened carefully. If he wanted to accomplish something, he must first sharpen his tools.

This knowledge is beyond the reach of women. Even though Zhe Sang was attentive, sometimes she had difficulty when Gu Heng asked her to deduce alone and make choices and strategies based on national conditions.

In particular, Gu Heng looked serious, as if the fate of the country and the life and death of the people were really in her hands, which indeed put a lot of pressure on Zhe Sang.

Shui Pojian only felt that his head was heavy, and it was enough for a pregnant woman to travel long distances, but she also had to work hard to learn these things.

Regarding this, Shui Po expressed dissatisfaction to Gu Heng, but Zhe Sang said that he was fine and there was no need to be so cautious.

In fact, there would be times when she felt uncomfortable, but Zhe Sang didn't dare to speak out, for fear that if she did, Gu Heng would really stop teaching her.

The disaster situation in Nanchuan was not optimistic. Gu Heng would naturally not be able to take care of her when he arrived in Nanchuan.

You can't let him handle a day's business during the day and have a good rest when he comes back at night, right?

Zhe Sang just wanted to take advantage of this time to learn more.

She wants to become stronger.

Getting stronger day by day.
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In several cities near Nanchuan, the roadsides were filled with people fleeing from the disaster.

They lost their loved ones, their homes, and the wealth they had accumulated through half a lifetime of hard work.

The bright sunshine became dim when it fell on them. They were covered in gray from head to toe, and every step forward was exhausted. Their black eyes were full of exhaustion and confusion.

Seeing that Zhe Sang looked bad, Gu Heng lowered the car curtain.

"Where are they going?" Zhe Sang asked in a low voice.

"Find a place where you can survive." Gu Heng said.

Refugees who have lost their homes don’t know where they are going.

Silence spread in the carriage.

After a while, Gu Heng asked, "If they were your people, what would you do?" "Publish food for disaster relief, and then settle them..."

But where to settle?

If you leave your homeland, you will be a foreign country no matter where you go.

Zhe Sang said, "All this is just to make up for the situation. I want them to rebuild their homes again, and I want them to no longer suffer from this displacement!"

She believes that solving the problem from the source is the most important thing than settling the refugees after the disaster.

Gu Heng's eyes moved slightly, "Floods are not uncommon in Nanchuan County. Since ancient times..."

Zhe Sang chuckled, quite disdainfully, "I hate the word "since ancient times" the most. Why should what has been done since ancient times be the same in the future?"

She looked at Gu Heng with firm eyes, "It's going to rain, but people can't do anything about it, but what about the rivers on the ground? They can always change, right?"

Gu Heng stared at her and was about to say something when there was a noise outside the carriage.

"Master! Please show kindness! Save this child!"

The woman's voice had some changes in tone, and was sharp and harsh. She sounded like she must be in her thirties.

Gu Heng said in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

The commander hurriedly said, "There is a woman blocking the road, and the guards are dragging her away."

"Please! Don't pull me—save my baby—"

The woman screamed so hard that her voice broke, but her voice still faded away little by little.

Gu Heng seemed as if he hadn't heard anything, his expression unchanged.

Noticing Zhe Sang's gaze, he explained, "If there is the first one, there will be the second one."

There are thousands of refugees all along the road. As long as one is saved, others will swarm up.

Zhe Sang pursed his lips, feeling a trace of sadness and sympathy in his heart.

A slight vibration suddenly came from his belly. Zhe Sang was surprised and put his hand on his lower abdomen.

"What's wrong? But where do you feel uncomfortable?" Gu Heng asked hurriedly.

good night, everyone.