Chapter 108 Real World: Going to Court
real world.
Daeiyeongguo Imperial Palace.
Qian Yan was served and dressed by the palace servants, her beautiful eyes looking at the huge and clear mirror in front of her.
This was obtained by the raiders. She had scars on her face due to the fire, but she was not afraid to look in the mirror. Having been reborn countless times, she had long faced all this calmly.
The person in the mirror wears an exquisite and noble hair crown. She wears a black imperial robe with gold thread patterns that matches the hair crown. The silver mask on her face adds to her mystery.
She looked like she was thirteen or fourteen years old. If there were no accidents, she would have looked like this in her whole life, neither old nor long.
She calmed down her mood and walked towards Jinluan Palace.
Jinluan Palace.
Qian Yan leaned gently on the chair and glanced coldly at the courtiers below: "If you have something to say, hurry up and go down to court if you have nothing to do."
After getting Qian Yan, the courtiers all stood up one by one.
"Your Majesty, there has been a continuous drought in the north for three months this year, and the people's harvest has been reduced by more than half or even none. I beg your majesty to exempt the people in some drought-affected places in the north from paying taxes for one year."
"Exactly, two years' exemption."
"Thank you, Your Majesty. Your Majesty is wise. Long live Your Majesty." The minister burst into tears. He was so moved that he kowtowed heavily before stepping aside.
"Your Majesty, I have something to report." Another minister stood up with a serious look, "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister is late again, and I think he deserves to be punished. As the Prime Minister of a country, I openly despise Your Majesty..."
"Do you know why he was late?" Qian Yan interrupted.
The minister was stunned when he was asked: "I don't know, but I am always late..."
"I don't know why I'm still here. If you love to gossip so much, go back and face the wall. Think about where you went wrong. When you figure it out, you can come back to court again."
The Prime Minister was a talent she recruited, but it was just a small flaw.
"Your Majesty..." The minister wanted to say something else, but was mercilessly thrown out by the guards.
"If you have Prime Minister's ability, you are allowed to be late."
The ministers didn't dare to answer. They were no match for that monster. The new guy who took office earlier should have been rubbed.
"Your Majesty, there was a drought in the north, and I think we can build a temple to pray for the people..." The minister felt the gaze of Qian Yan and glanced secretly. He saw that she was smiling but not smiling, and his heart skipped a beat.
Veteran ministers: Yes, this new one also wants to be rubbed by His Majesty.
"Zhou Qing, think about what to do." Qian Yan's cold words fell.
The minister surnamed Zhou's cheeks were trembling, and his forehead was covered with sweat: "I didn't think carefully. I'll think about it when I get back."
"I have a way here. You can donate the money used to build temples to provide relief to the people affected by the disaster. It is faster than building temples to pray for immortals and worship gods. One year on earth and one day in heaven, the people on earth can't wait. Zhou Qing, this matter
I’ll leave it to you.”
The minister surnamed Zhou knelt on the ground and wished he could slap himself in the face. Could he say no?
"I have something here for the people from the Ministry of Industry to take and ponder over." Qian Yan passed on some drawings. The drawings for women's underwear had previously been handed over to the Clothing Bureau.
The prime minister didn't show up until the end of the dynasty, so Qian Yan asked the palace people to find out what happened to her talent.
Not long after, the palace attendant came over panting: "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister is in a bad mood and is not in the mood to go to court."
"I know, go to the warehouse to pick out some good stuff for him and send it to him, and ask people to coax him."
"Yes." The palace people are not surprised by this result. Who can call the Prime Minister to be unparalleled? Your Majesty is a person who cherishes talents. He also said that it is normal for talented people to have weird tempers.
(End of chapter)
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