Stay with me, I rely on the childbearing system to get pregnant and dote on me alone

The little emperor recognized the jade ring as the one he had seen in Chajiu Palace before.

There is an adulterous affair between the Prince Regent and the Queen Mother!

After realizing this huge secret, the little emperor returned to his carriage with a pale face, trembling and murmuring: "It's over, it's over now."

If these two people got involved, would his throne still be secure?

After hearing His Majesty's worries, Xiao Luzi, who was waiting on the side, quickly comforted him: "Your Majesty, please be patient. The relationship between the Queen Mother and the Regent may not be a loving one."

The little emperor was anxious: "Are you blind? How did Zongyue greet the Queen Mother and pour tea and water along the way? What's more, the Queen Mother's jade pendant was still hanging on him. If the relationship between the two was not this, what else could it be? relation?"

Xiaoluzi analyzed: "With the kindness of the late emperor, the queen mother still treats you. Otherwise, she would not let go of the witchcraft to transform into a cat, and she also helped you to make the regent idle. Now I'm afraid It was the regent who, for the sake of the power in his hands, lowered his status and flattered the Queen Mother."

The little emperor asked suspiciously: "You mean, it was Zongyue who took the initiative? He climbed into the Queen Mother's bed for power?"

"Exactly."

The little emperor recalled Zongyue's attentiveness along the way and the way Chajiu accepted his service indifferently, and felt that Xiaoluzi's guess was very reasonable.

"The dignified regent actually betrayed his lust and became a man's favorite. How shameless!" He sneered, feeling vaguely happy in his heart.

At this time, Zongyue, who was following Chajiu's carriage, suddenly sneezed.

Chajiu rested her hand on the edge of the car window, cupped her chin and looked at him with a smile in her almond-shaped eyes: "It's so cold outside, would you like to get in the carriage, Your Highness the Regent?"

Zong Yue thought she was teasing him, lowered his head and smiled: "If I go in, some secrets will no longer be hidden."

Chajiu looked at him calmly, her almond-shaped eyes serious: "I'm not joking."

Zongyue was surprised.

"So do you want to come in?" Cha Jiu's almond-shaped eyes were smiling, which was even more dazzling than the exquisite snow scenery on both sides of the road.

"That minister is disrespectful."

Zong Yue's thin lips curled up slightly, and he immediately got off the horse and got on the Queen Mother's carriage amidst the surprised eyes of everyone.

……

Shengjia soon arrived in Dongzhou.

The governor of Dongzhou and Lin Minfeng, who oversees the relief bank, have been waiting for a long time.

When the little emperor saw Zong Yue coming out of the Chajiu carriage, he was no longer surprised, but disdain flashed in his eyes.

All the governor's officials knelt down and saluted.

"I am here to greet Your Majesty, the Queen Mother, and Your Highness the Prince Regent. My masters must be very hungry after a long journey. We have prepared some simple meals in the house. Please enjoy them later."

Surprisingly, the little emperor actually waved his hand and declined.

"No need, the drought in Dongzhou is urgent, I will go see the people first."

Does the little emperor really care about the people?

of course not.

This is what Lin Guogong taught him. As soon as he comes to Dongzhou, he must go straight to the people and spread the reputation of loving the people like a son.

Sure enough, the historian who followed nodded in approval and recorded it in the book.

Cha Jiu seemed to be smiling, but Zong Yue's eyebrows were indifferent.

Both of them seemed to have seen through the little emperor's plan.

The governor and Lin Minfeng exchanged glances with each other, and calmly took the little emperor to inspect the nearby porridge shed.

……

It's cold in winter, but the porridge shed is full of warmth.

The pot is boiling with thick rice porridge, the grains are crystal clear and full, and the rice fragrance spreads far and wide.

The common people lined up to receive the porridge with bowls in their hands, with grateful smiles on their faces. They kept praising His Majesty's sage and saying good things about the court.

The little emperor was very satisfied: "You have done a great job on this errand. When I return to the capital, I will reward you based on your merits."

The governor thanked him repeatedly.

Lin Minfeng lowered his eyebrows and said: "I dare not take credit. The disaster in Dongzhou was controlled because of your majesty's wise decision-making and love for the people. I was just following orders."

The little emperor liked such ministers who did not take credit and were arrogant. He was so excited that he said: "Okay, okay, I will reward you with a hundred taels of gold when I return to the capital!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Zongyue has no interest in these scenes of bragging and filming.

His eyes were like a falcon, keenly observing the details of the porridge, and finally discovered something was wrong.

"Did you see it?" he asked Chajiu in a low voice.

Cha Jiu was actually observing the surroundings, nodded and said, "I saw it."

The hungry people in front of them were queuing up in a calm and orderly manner, waiting for rice porridge. Although their faces were beaming with joy, there was no trace of desire for rice porridge in their eyes.

Cha Jiu said slowly: "Starving people should not be in such a calm state. They will squeeze forward desperately, hoping to get their turn quickly and drink hot rice porridge."

Looking down, she continued: "And although their clothes are simple, there are no patches at all, and their hands are very clean."

Zongyue took over what she said: "The fingernails of the hungry people who really have no food to eat are not clean because they dig wild vegetables, grass roots, and even eat Guanyin soil."

Chajiu nodded: "That's right."

Zongyue's eyes darkened and he concluded: "These are fake hungry people."

So where did the hungry people really go? Did they receive relief food from the court?

Chajiu immediately decided to visit several surrounding counties.

The faces of the governor and Lin Minfeng suddenly changed.

"Empress Dowager, it's getting late. Why don't you go back to the mansion to have a meal and have a good night's rest? How about we see you tomorrow?" Lin Minfeng advised.

The governor also echoed: "Yes, it would be bad if the nobles' bodies of gold are exhausted."

Their obstructive attitude made Cha Jiu even more determined to go.

Seeing that things were getting out of control, the governor pulled Lin Minfeng in panic and whispered: "What should we do? We have driven all the hungry people here to several nearby counties. There is not enough rice porridge there!"

Lin Minfeng was panicked for a moment, but he quickly calmed down: "If it doesn't work, just push a scapegoat out. We have the right to pretend that we don't know anything."

The carriage came to the neighboring county.

The scene in front of me was completely different from just now.

The surroundings were desolate, everything edible on the land had been dug out, the land was full of pits, and the leaves and twigs on the trees had also been picked off.

Everyone has sallow faces and thin eyes, and they are surrounded by layers of dilapidated and simple porridge sheds, salivating at the steam of rice porridge.

The number of hungry people here is more than five to six times that of before.

But the rice porridge in the bucket was very thin. There were hardly a few grains of rice in each person's bowl, it was just watery porridge.

But these people were very satisfied with their food.

"What's going on?" The little emperor was furious and immediately asked the county magistrate to be found.

After searching for a long time, I found out that the magistrate was currently wearing coarse clothes and linen, handing out rice porridge in the porridge shed.

The guards escorted him.

The little emperor looked at him and sneered: "Are you giving porridge or water? The court has rules for giving porridge during disaster relief. The porridge must be so thick that it can be inserted into chopsticks without floating. Otherwise, the heads of the porridge relief officials will fall to the ground. Do you know?"

The people around looked at it one after another.

In order to establish his authority, the little emperor would draw a knife and kill someone's head on the spot without waiting for the magistrate to explain.

"Wait!" Cha Jiu said quickly.

Zongyue strode forward, caught the blade that was about to be chopped off with his fingertips, and broke it into pieces.

……

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There is only one chapter today, three chapters tomorrow. The Little Emperor dies tomorrow, and writing about it makes me feel uncomfortable.

ps: In fact, if I had briefly described the little emperor’s journey of seeking death, would it be better to let the male and female protagonists have children as soon as possible? Do you feel that writing this way is too verbose?