Empress please be more ruthless

Chapter 1 Time Traveling to Become an Empress (2)
The maid bravely whispered: "Your Majesty, it's time for the morning court. The Prime Minister has sent someone to remind you three times. It may be too late for breakfast now."

The maid's voice became lower and lower, the queen obeyed the prime minister's words, and hoped that she would not be punished.

Morning?Morning morning!Song Qingtong's brain exploded after a brief shock. She was fully dressed to go to court?Why didn't anyone tell her?
Seeing Song Qingtong staring at her, the palace lady was so frightened that she was paralyzed and fell to the ground. The corners of Song Qingtong's mouth twitched. In the current situation, she should be the one who collapsed!
The maids and eunuchs were already waiting outside the palace, Song Qingtong ordered someone to help the maid back down, feeling more and more anxious, should she pretend to be dizzy or dead?Morning morning?This is clearly to catch the ducks on the shelves!She has just arrived and is still a newcomer. Shouldn't she be given a buffer?At least let her get acquainted with the cultural environment, since she still doesn't know anyone here.

A eunuch trotted in to deliver a message: "The prime minister said that if the emperor is still not in court, he will invite him in person."

It's the prime minister again!Song Qingtong cursed in his heart, which god is this prime minister?When the maids and eunuchs mentioned him, they looked in awe, as if he was the one and only emperor. She, the emperor, is not a puppet, is he?

He had no choice but to follow the eunuch out of the dormitory and sit on the dragon chariot. A group of guards opened the way in front, followed by two rows of court ladies with palace fans and crowns.

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, just go to the meeting, Song Qingtong thought so, but her heart beat faster and faster, alas, it would be great if I could go on like this forever.

"Greetings to the emperor, long live the emperor, long live, long live!"

In just a short distance, there were deafening bowing sounds one after another. It seemed that everyone here knew her.

The place where the early court was located is very close to the sleeping palace. It is a solemn palace, without the splendor and splendor imagined. The golden dragon chair with the pattern of the sea of ​​dragons and clouds.

The ministers had been waiting for a long time, Song Qingtong forced himself to be calm, walked into the main hall, climbed up the jade steps, and sat on the dragon chair.Amidst the eunuchs' singing, the civil and military officials began to bow three times and bow nine times. Are they all men, not women?
The eunuch stood on the jade steps and sang in a shrill voice: "If you have a book, you will play it early, if you don't have a book, you will retreat!"

As soon as the words fell, a minister walked out of the court with a wat board in his hand, and said with a sullen face: "My Majesty, there have been heavy rains in recent days, and the Yellow River has risen sharply and burst its embankments, flooding countless farmland and houses. There are as many as [-] prefectures and counties in the area, including Xin'an, Zhengzhou... More than [-] people have been displaced."

Tsk tsk, it really is a big deal, the ministers below have already started talking in low voices, Song Qingtong is not so panicked when the incident is approaching, is it time for her to speak?Song Qingtong's lips moved, but she didn't make a sound. What should she say?
At the front of the court, an old minister with a long beard walked out. Although he was old, he had a very good manners. He stood in the center of the hall and said, "Your Majesty, the flood has not receded. The emperor will send imperial envoys to the disaster area as soon as possible to organize the local people to fight against the flood. At the same time, the affected area will be exempted from taxes, money and food will be distributed, and the homeless people will be placed in nearby counties or temporary relief centers. I implore the emperor to personally relieve the disaster. You can experience the feelings of the people, and secondly, you can establish the image of the emperor who is diligent and caring for the people in the hearts of the people."

Relief in person?Song Qingtong's forehead was densely covered with black lines. She did sympathize with the people affected by the disaster, but she had only just arrived in Guibao and was unfamiliar with the place, so she was about to go on a hard job?

From the corner of the eye, Song Qingtong was inexplicably shocked when he saw a crimson purple figure walking out of court. This person was in his thirties, with a broad face and long body, tiger eyes and sword eyebrows. Stirring people's hearts, the man strode to the center of the hall, bowed slightly towards the throne, then stood up straight, and said in a thick and melodious voice: "What the Taifu said is very reasonable, but the emperor has just been in charge of the government, and there are many government affairs in the court that need to be learned, so At this time, it is not appropriate for the emperor to come in person, I believe that in order to prevent some officials from taking the opportunity to enrich their own pockets, the emperor only needs to send a competent officer to supervise closely from beginning to end to ensure that the relief supplies are distributed to the affected people."

Dongfang Rui raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, "The prime minister's words are wrong. It is precisely because the emperor has just been in charge that he needs to be recognized by the people of the world. This flood is just a good opportunity to establish prestige."

Chu Tianmo narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a rather meaningful tone: "Old Madam Fu, there is always a gradual process in everything. The emperor is still young and cannot bear the fatigue of the journey."

Dongfang Rui stroked his beard with his hands, and did not let go: "The old minister understands the prime minister's love for protecting the calf. The prime minister and the late emperor have a deep relationship. When the late emperor entrusted the emperor to the prime minister when he was dying, the emperor even called the prime minister "Father", but, Your Majesty This year is sixteen, at this age the late emperor was able to conquer the South."

So he is the prime minister, or her father, and he is still so young?Song Qingtong's little heart was shocked, and his impression of the prime minister took a 180-degree turn. He took good care of her.

"If it wasn't for the fact that the first emperor was on his own expedition back then, how could he have been seriously injured and suffered from illness for more than ten years, leaving only the emperor's heir behind?" Chu Tianmo retorted.

"Based on Prime Minister Chu's tone, it seems to be accusing the late Emperor?" Dongfang Rui said, his beard trembling with his fierce words.

Looking at this situation, the two of them will never give up until they compete for Ziwu Maoyou. They glanced at the courtiers standing with their heads bowed, and they were all expressionless and in a state of numbness. Are these two people usually arguing like this?

Song Qingtong rubbed her temples, quarrel, quarrel, it's best to quarrel until the Chao Dynasty, thinking this way, the tense nerves relaxed, and couldn't help yawning, suddenly felt a sharp gaze on her, Song Qing Tong Tong was startled, only felt a cool breeze blowing up his spine, when he opened his eyes, Chu Tianmo was staring at him.

Dongfang Rui's face sank like water, and he asked, "I don't know how the emperor will make a choice?"

(End of this chapter)