Fortunately, Cang Xilin just pulled her in and let her sit on the chair, then turned around and sat back on the dragon chair.
Then the usual discussion started in the hall.
This time, the theme is very heavy.
Drought!
There has been no rain in Shangjing and its surrounding areas for more than eight months since June last year.
Harvesting grain in the autumn, although the lack of rain caused great difficulties.
But it has been autumn and winter, and not a drop of rain has fallen. What should I do if I have to plant the land when spring begins?
What's even more tragic is that in some remote mountainous areas, there is no drinking water at all.
The young and strong can escape, but what about the old, weak, sick and disabled?
Without water for such a long time, the earth has become extremely dry.
When an urgent letter was delivered to Cang Xilin, he really wanted to arrest those local officials and beat them to death.
"You bastards!" Cang Xilin was furious, "These beasts! They are asking for credit and rewards faster than anything else! There is something really wrong, so I came to report it!"
The ministers knew that the emperor was angry, and they all looked at each other a few times.
After a long time, Cang Xiyao suddenly said: "Brother Emperor, you can't blame those officials for this matter. Generally, severe droughts occur in summer. After all, nothing happens during the autumn harvest, right? There is no need to plant in the subsequent severe winter."
Who would know these things?"
"Who says someone doesn't know! Yu'er has thought of it a long time ago!"
Cang Xilin was furious, "She asked me for the "Fang Wu Zhi" in the archives a long time ago!"
Everyone's eyes suddenly turned to Bai Yuyueque again. She still had no expression on her face and just stood up and said:
"Your Majesty, this drought is indeed a bit strange. In May last year, there was a flood along the river. Everyone's eyes were attracted by the flood, and they did not consider that in the following months, there was no rain.