Ding!Your golden finger has been delivered

He Xingzhou doesn't care what the Minister of the Ministry of Finance thinks, the right amount of moths is within the rules, he can turn a blind eye, but he can't let it go.

When pigs are fattened, they can be slaughtered.

"Where is the censor?"

A slender literati wearing a long robe stepped forward, "See Your Majesty."

"You go and help me choose a few imperial envoys, and when the supplies arrive, set off immediately. You must ensure that the things are in the hands of the people. If something goes wrong afterwards, I will be accountable from the bottom to the top."

Yu Shi was also sweating, because he realized that the emperor might be serious this time.

From the bottom to the top, I'm afraid not a single star was involved. Rujia's family was almost suppressed, and the emperor firmly held the military power in his hands, and the power of the world was tied to one person.

If His Majesty gets angry, no matter how many people's heads are involved, it can be chopped off.

The prime minister frowned, as if he felt that something was wrong, he was about to open his mouth, but thought of something, in the end he didn't express his opinion, and just watched the emperor's orderly arrangement of things from the sidelines.

He Xingzhou promulgated a series of decrees, and was afraid that someone would violate them, so he gave the censors the power to dispatch a small number of troops. The army and the censors supervised each other to ensure that all the decrees could be implemented accurately and quickly.

After ensuring everything was safe, he dismissed the crowd, looked at the prime minister who was sitting and did not intend to move, and asked curiously: "Is the prime minister going to stay here for dinner today?"

The prime minister blushed a little, "Return to Your Majesty, the little girl fell into the lake yesterday, she suffered from the wind and cold, and she didn't recover after seeing the doctor, so I want to invite the imperial doctor to visit the minister's mansion today."

Familiar with the plot, it seems that the time-traveling girl is coming.

"This is such a trivial matter, why should the Prime Minister come here to ask me for instructions, just go to the Imperial Hospital and call someone."

After saying that, He Xingzhou remembered that the emperor's husband was seriously ill last night, and all the imperial physicians who were on or off shift were called to Qifeng Palace to wait. The prime minister must have invited him yesterday, but it probably didn't work.

"It's my negligence. The imperial husband is fine now, and the imperial physicians have all gone back. Wang imperial physician is on duty today. Why don't you let him go with you?"

Imperial Physician Wang is the most experienced and skilled imperial physician in the palace. The Prime Minister was naturally overjoyed when he heard that, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Go back, don't worry, your daughter will be fine."

The person is fine, but the core has been changed inside.

I don't know whether it is joy or sorrow for the prime minister's family.

Rescuing the snow disaster has become the most popular thing in the court.

The central and local officials worked together to distribute the food and cloth like water. After countless people got their hands, they still couldn't believe it, and most of them were grateful.

These hard-fated people have experienced the tyranny of the previous dynasty and the war, and their fate can be described as very rough.

When the emperor heard the words "take from the people and use them for the people", many old people shed tears and kowtowed in the direction of the palace.

I don't know how many people set up longevity tablets for the emperor at home, and devoutly burn incense every day, just for the gods and Buddhas in the sky to bless their majesty with good health, so that they can reign for a long time.

The materials distributed were monitored by the army and the censor at the same time, but no one dared to stretch out their hands in the limelight.

After all, this is something the emperor specified to distribute to the people. If anyone stretches out his hand, he will not be able to escape the crime of deceiving the emperor, and the whole family may lose his head.

The Empress Dowager's power was restricted, and the palace was quiet for a while. On this day, He Xingzhou was having dinner with Fang Zhengxin, when a reckless figure barged in.

"Father, the memorial I gave you last time, why didn't you—"

"What kind of dignity!" Fang Zhengxin put down his chopsticks, and looked at the crown prince displeased, "It's fine if you don't pass through the door, why don't you show respect when you see your father?"

He Minghui pursed his lips, bowed down and saluted, and then hurriedly said: "Father, you clearly praised me last time that the memorial to deal with the snow disaster was quite feasible, why didn't you implement it?"

"You still have the face to say!"

Fang Zhengxin was going to be so pissed off by his son that he should accept the things he copied as soon as he got a compliment, and wanted to further implement them.At that time, is it still far from the Dongchuang incident?

Why didn't he realize that his son was so stupid before? If the world knew that his virtue was bad, he would shame the entire royal family!

"Okay, the emperor don't get angry, the prince is still young." He Xingzhou persuaded a few words, the smile didn't reach his eyes, and said to the prince, "I still have some questions about your memorial, can you help me answer a few questions?" two?"

"Father, please speak."

"You said above that after a catastrophe, there must be a catastrophe. Snowstorms can easily catch colds, and the medicines in the national treasury are not enough. They can be replaced by better and cheaper medicines. So the medicine is in your hands?"

He Minghui became apprehensive, and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Here, Father, I got this prescription by accident, why don't you wait for me to go back and look for it?"

"Well, go back and look for it carefully. When you find it, come and call me back."

"Yes."

The prince glanced up and saw that his father had no expression on his face. He thought that this test might have passed, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief and exited the palace.

Fang Zhengxin couldn't bear to look straight at him, "Are you planning to expose him?"

"The prince has no virtue or talent, and he might feel resentful towards me if we dismantle it. Let him discover it by himself, and he will be impressed." He Xingzhou picked up a chopstick for him, and continued, "The prescription should be left by the prime minister's son. He is smart, he stepped on the crown prince to earn him a reputation, and learned seven or eight points of his father's cunning."

Fang Zhengxin understood, "Your Majesty wants the crown prince to realize that the prime minister's son lied to him, so that the two of them will fight?"

He Xingzhou nodded, "Let them fight for a while. Both children need to practice. Now, it depends on who is the whetstone."

"Aren't you afraid that our son will become a sharpening stone?"

"Then I also got a talent comparable to the prime minister, and it's not a loss." He Xingzhou put his hand on Fang Zhengxin's belly, and a little bit of golden light poured in, accumulating the unformed embryo inside.

In front of the palace people, Fang Zhengxin blushed a little, and pushed, "Eat when you eat, and do anything else."

"I'm saying hello to our youngest son. If Daddy doesn't love him, I, the father, will love him."

Fangzheng was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to react. He hugged his stomach and dared not say anything: "You mean, I have it again!"

This is too fast.

"Whether there is, I don't care if I say it, I have to let the imperial doctor see it to find out."

Nanny Zhou was also overjoyed, and quickly ordered the guards to invite the imperial physician.

Physician Wang was almost dragged over, and after taking the pulse, he knelt down and said, "Congratulations to the imperial husband, the pulse is like a slippery bead, the little prince has been for a month."

Fangzheng was happy but also a little depressed, "How old are you, you will know that you are the prince? I want a princess to be close to me."

An Yuan laughed so hard that he could see his teeth but couldn't see his eyes, and comforted him: "Don't blame the emperor, the imperial doctor is just asking for auspiciousness. You have great luck, so naturally your wishes will come true."

He Xingzhou also repeatedly assured: "You know me, my son and daughter are equally hurt, not as important as you."

Only then did Fang Zhengxin feel happy again.

All the meals on the table were removed and replaced with light and nutritious ones. Before leaving, the imperial physician set a time for the imperial husband to hang out in the imperial garden every day.

More exercise is also convenient for production.

The emperor's husband is pregnant, and only Qifeng Palace knows about it. The ancients were superstitious, and the first three months of pregnancy can't be talked about everywhere.

Eunuch Anyuan and Nanny Zhou were even more energetic. While serving the master well, they kept a close eye on the servants, for fear that they would go outside and gossip.

Counting it, it has been more than a month since Yue Bai'an traveled here. In the capital, this young lady in the prime minister's mansion really created a lot of topics.

Why did he drive the aunt and the concubine out of the mansion, what kind of delicious food did he cook, and which son was scolded for saving the poor woman, etc.

It's all trivial things, but it's a little unusual for Yue Bai'an, the prime minister's daughter who has been mild-tempered since childhood.

The prime minister's mansion kept this secret, neither invited the master nor did anything, just pretending she couldn't see it, and let her mess around.

He Xingzhou thought to himself that they must have reached some kind of deal, otherwise, the Prime Minister's vicious fox would not be able to see it at all.

He is definitely not the kind of person who can be confused by family affection.

In the plot, if he hadn't died early, Bai An's brain would have been worse, and the world still can't tell who is in charge.

Regarding the matter of the time-traveling woman, He Xingzhou sent people to continue to pay attention, but not closely.

He can clearly see that the higher the position of this kind of person, the greater the harm. Now he is sitting firmly on the throne, and the court is like an iron bucket.

No matter how powerful that woman is, she can't turn the sky over.

At the end of October, a heavy snowfall fell in the capital, covering the ground more than a foot deep. Although the temperature did not drop much, the snow disaster had already begun to take shape.

In the court hall, listening to Shuntian Mansion's report on the houses and the death toll that were crushed by the heavy snow, those ministers who once felt that the emperor made a fuss out of a molehill also felt lingering fear.

Fortunately, at the end of September, the emperor asked the Ministry of Industry to burn a batch of objects called "cement", which was fast and strong to build a house, and it was cheap to burn.

With this measure, the number of civilian casualties this year is less than one-tenth of last year.

You know, this is a sudden heavy snow that makes people unprepared. In previous years, I don’t know how many people would be killed by freezing to death.

The results are clearly visible, and everyone is proud of it, except the emperor who sits in a high position is not very satisfied.

"I remember that the cement produced by the Ministry of Industry is sufficient, why are there still people who haven't used it?"

Minister of the Ministry of Industry saw that the emperor suspected that there was a moth in the Ministry of Industry, he was shocked, and hurried out of the queue, saying: "Your Majesty, the cement is indeed enough, and it is still piled up in the warehouse. You can ask someone to check the quantity at any time."

"Then why..."

"Your Majesty." The Governor of Shuntian Mansion stood up, "It's not that we didn't do our best, the people are ignorant, they think it's no big deal, and they don't want to spend money on cement, my yamen servants are about to run away, and they beat and scold me Get out."

This was He Xingzhou's negligence. He only said that he should reduce the price as much as possible. Given the value that the common people place on houses, he must be very happy, but he didn't want to be a bit thorny.

There have been many such people throughout the ages, always thinking that the imperial court is harming them, and now they have been taught to be human by the snow disaster.

"I understand, the two adults should get up first, you have done a good job in this matter, and I will reward you when it is over."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The author has something to say:

About the sister who traveled through time, she was a werewolf. It would be a pity to kill her. Rest assured, the devil He Xingzhou will "make the best use of everything".