All the civil and military officials throughout the dynasty were shocked to the core by Baili Xixi's words.
It would be better to give birth to you than to give birth to a piece of barbecued pork - this is really the most poisonous and cruel sentence in the world.
But Baili Xixi, who said these extremely cruel words, was still smiling.
Baili Xixi raised her feet. When she took a step, someone took a step back.
"What are you doing..." Chen Xian's mouth trembled in fear as he watched Baili Xixi approaching him.
Baili Xixi just smiled and said nothing, but walked towards him firmly step by step.
"I don't look down on women... It's Zhang Yushi who said that women only deserve to stay at home... I respect my mother very much..." Chen Xian resisted the fear in his heart and did not retreat. He clenched his fists and looked at her face
He looked very calm, but his eyes that were wandering around betrayed him.
Compared to Zhang Yushi, Baili Xixi was much gentler to Chen Xian.
Zhang Yushi is young, but Chen Xian is old. If she kicks Chen Xian to death in front of all the officials, she will be punished by thousands of people.
"Your Majesty, Prime Minister, all of your poems, lyrics and songs are excellent. Are you very proud of this?"
"I don't... As a prime minister, it would be strange if I don't know how to write poems and songs..." Chen Xian dared to admit that he was very proud.
"Really?" Baili Xixi raised her eyebrows.
"Of course, because I am the prime minister." Chen Xian glanced at Zhang Yushi who was unconscious on the ground and no one was paying attention. Baili Xixi actually scolded Zhang Yushi until he fainted...
"Yes, you are the prime minister." Baili Xixi showed a scheming smile, "Since you are the prime minister, you know a lot. May I ask the prime minister, when will the rice seedlings be raised? When will it be harvested? When will the wheat be sown? Where are the peanuts?
When is sorghum ripe? When should sorghum be harvested?
"..." Chen Xian looked confused.
"When is the spring equinox? When is the winter solstice? When...can the common people have a mouthful of rice?" Baili looked at Chen Xian with a smile, waiting for his answer.
Chen Xian opened his mouth, but not even a single word came out.
King Xirong squeezed over, "Master Chen is the prime minister of a country, this kind of thing..."
"This kind of thing?" Baili Xixi's voice and eyes became cold, "The foundation of a country is the people, and food is the life of the people. Third Emperor Brother, you actually call them 'this kind of thing', why,
Do you think these are not important?"
King Xirong gritted his teeth and said: "The matter of Qiangu is the responsibility of the official in charge of agriculture at the Ministry of Household Affairs. Mr. Chen..."
"Master Chen only recites poems and composes poems." Baili Xixi looked at Chen Xian and sneered: "Food is our lifeblood, but now our Rongguo's grain harvest is getting worse year by year... Prime Minister, are you the right person?"
Chao Shoufu, the food harvest must be a problem you have been trying to solve in the past few years, right?"
Chen Xian silently acquiesced.
"You have governed Ruoda Rongguo like this, and you still have the nerve to sit in the position of prime minister. You are so shameless."
Chen Xian said angrily: "Why do you put all the blame on me? What can I do if God doesn't like me..."
Although Chen Xian wholeheartedly supported his son-in-law, King Xirong, to ascend the throne, he was not so foolish as to think that he could sit back and relax if King Xirong ascended the throne.
Without food, no matter how powerful a country is, it will collapse in an instant.
Baili Xixi snorted coldly: "If God doesn't give you food, you will have to starve to death? Mr. Chen's ability is mediocre." All the civil and military officials in the dynasty were shocked by Baili Xixi's words.
The words were so shocking that my soul flew into the sky.
It would be better to give birth to you than to give birth to a piece of barbecued pork - this is really the most poisonous and cruel sentence in the world.
But Baili Xixi, who said these extremely cruel words, was still smiling.
Baili Xixi raised her feet. When she took a step, someone took a step back.
"What are you doing..." Chen Xian's mouth trembled in fear as he watched Baili Xixi approaching him.
Baili Xixi just smiled and said nothing, but walked towards him firmly step by step.
"I don't look down on women... It's Zhang Yushi who said that women only deserve to stay at home... I respect my mother very much..." Chen Xian resisted the fear in his heart and did not retreat. He clenched his fists and looked at her face
He looked very calm, but his eyes that were wandering around betrayed him.
Compared to Zhang Yushi, Baili Xixi was much gentler to Chen Xian.
Zhang Yushi is young, but Chen Xian is old. If she kicks Chen Xian to death in front of all the officials, she will be punished by thousands of people.
"Your Majesty, Prime Minister, all of your poems, lyrics and songs are excellent. Are you very proud of this?"
"I don't... As a prime minister, it would be strange if I don't know how to write poems and songs..." Chen Xian dared to admit that he was very proud.
"Really?" Baili Xixi raised her eyebrows.
"Of course, because I am the prime minister." Chen Xian glanced at Zhang Yushi who was unconscious on the ground and no one was paying attention. Baili Xixi actually scolded Zhang Yushi until he fainted...
"Yes, you are the prime minister." Baili Xixi showed a scheming smile, "Since you are the prime minister, you know a lot. May I ask the prime minister, when will the rice seedlings be raised? When will it be harvested? When will the wheat be sown? Where are the peanuts?
When is sorghum ripe? When should sorghum be harvested?
"..." Chen Xian looked confused.
"When is the spring equinox? When is the winter solstice? When...can the common people have a mouthful of rice?" Baili looked at Chen Xian with a smile, waiting for his answer.
Chen Xian opened his mouth, but not even a single word came out.
King Xirong squeezed over, "Master Chen is the prime minister of a country, this kind of thing..."
"This kind of thing?" Baili Xixi's voice and eyes became cold, "The foundation of a country is the people, and food is the life of the people. Third Emperor Brother, you actually call them 'this kind of thing', why,
Do you think these are not important?"
King Xirong gritted his teeth and said: "The matter of Qiangu is the responsibility of the official in charge of agriculture at the Ministry of Household Affairs. Mr. Chen..."
"Master Chen only recites poems and composes poems." Baili Xixi looked at Chen Xian and sneered: "Food is our lifeblood, but now our Rongguo's grain harvest is getting worse year by year... Prime Minister, are you the right person?"
Chao Shoufu, the food harvest must be a problem you have been trying to solve in the past few years, right?"
Chen Xian silently acquiesced.
"You have governed Ruoda Rongguo like this, and you still have the nerve to sit in the position of prime minister. You are so shameless."
Chen Xian said angrily: "Why do you put all the blame on me? What can I do if God doesn't like me..."
Although Chen Xian wholeheartedly supported his son-in-law, King Xirong, to ascend the throne, he was not so foolish as to think that he could sit back and relax if King Xirong ascended the throne.
Without food, no matter how powerful a country is, it will collapse in an instant.
Baili Xixi snorted coldly: "If God doesn't give you food, you will have to starve to death? Mr. Chen's ability is only meager."