bookrebus Chapter 317
Chapter 317
Hiss!Emperor Mingxi's hand trembled, and he accidentally plucked out two of his own beard hairs.
Emperor Mingxi: My hand slipped!
The officials: Your Majesty, you are overacting!
The Crown Prince stroked his smooth chin: Hearing the news of my impending doom, is my reaction a bit too calm?
The sovereign and his ministers had known about this for a long time, so he was not very worried.
The only thing they could not figure out now was why the Junior Preceptor suddenly told them so much. Had she changed her mind and wanted to give the Great Yan Dynasty a helping hand?
Or was it because today's assassination attempt had thoroughly disappointed her, making this a final warning before she left, to honor the bond they had formed over the past days!
[Master, why did you suddenly tell the Emperor all this? Aren't you afraid he will convict you of the crime of spreading rumors to deceive the masses?
Didn't we agree to just watch him build his tall building and watch it collapse, without interfering?
Why did you change your mind and give them an early warning? Look at these people, they don't look like they would listen to advice anyway!]
Emperor Mingxi: What do you mean convict her of spreading rumors? The Junior Preceptor is willing to speak plainly, which means we no longer have to do everything sneakily. We couldn't be happier!
Who would dare to convict her!
The civil and military officials tried hard to straighten their expressions, silently rebutting the divine artifact's claim that they wouldn't listen to advice.
They were obviously super easy to persuade, okay!
As for the building collapsing... the wind was loud outside, they... didn't hear a thing!
"Isn't it because I have received too much incense offerings? Taking this opportunity to give them a little warning can be considered settling the karma.
Today's events have made me a bit annoyed. It would be best if the Emperor could convict me of spreading rumors.
Then we would have the perfect excuse to leave this place. From then on, the sky is high and the ocean is wide; where couldn't we go!"
Emperor Mingxi and his ministers: Want to abandon us and run away? Don't even think about it!
The Minister of Revenue was the first to jump out and ask, "When and where will this drought mentioned by the Junior Preceptor occur? My Ministry of Revenue should prepare accordingly."
"Is Minister He not going to verify it first?"
He Hongguang firmly shook his head. "No need to verify. I trust the Junior Preceptor's words."
Saying so, he bowed to Yue Fuguang, thanking her for her bluntness.
Wang Shouchen also chimed in, "I also believe the Junior Preceptor's words are not alarmist. If there is anything else, please feel free to speak, Junior Preceptor. My Court of the Imperial Stud must also prepare in advance for all the common people in the world."
Seeing that his ministers had all expressed their stances, Emperor Mingxi hurriedly said, "Fuguang, I also believe you! I also want to thank you for your frankness on behalf of the people of the world."
Xie Zhiyan also added, "Yes, Junior Preceptor. If there is similar news in the future, please be sure to speak frankly."
Saying this, he also stood up and bowed to Yue Fuguang. "I also thank the Junior Preceptor for the warning on behalf of the people of the world."
Yue Fuguang raised her hand and said, "Your Highness the Crown Prince does not need to be so polite. Since everyone trusts me, I will speak plainly."
She scanned the crowd, her gaze finally landing on Emperor Mingxi. "Your Majesty, the great drought will occur in the spring of the eighth year of Yuankang. In fact, signs of the drought will appear as early as the early winter of the seventh year of Yuankang.
By the spring of the eighth year, not a single drop of rain will fall, and the people of the world will suddenly realize that a great drought has arrived. As for the scope..."
She looked at everyone with a solemn face and said, "North to Beili, east to Qingzhou, and west to Xiqiang. Even in the south, where rain is most abundant, Nanzhao and Nanyue will initially experience drought in some areas. But later, heavy rains will pour down in these two countries for months on end.
Three of the six countries will suffer from drought. Only Dongyi will face typhoons and floods, while Nanzhao and Nanyue will first experience drought and then floods."
Although they had known this for a long time, hearing Yue Fuguang say it personally today still made everyone's faces look exceedingly grim.
The bad news was confirmed, leaving no room for any lucky flukes in their hearts. Although they were prepared early on, for a moment, everyone still did not know what to say.
With the entire country suffering from a disaster, how should they provide relief? Their neighbors would also be suffering, making the danger even greater.
Even they couldn't help but want to go next door and rob a bit, so the others would only want even more.
Before they could think more, they heard Yue Fuguang continue, "As for the duration of the drought, not a drop of rain will fall for two to three years. I hope Your Majesty and all the lords will prepare early.
At that time, the five planets will move out of alignment. Not only will there be internal instability, but the borders will also have no peace."
Seeing everyone silent, Yu Chongshan said, "Fuguang, the Great Yan Dynasty has the corn, sweet potatoes, and potatoes you provided. If we plant more of these high-yield crops over the next two years, is it possible to tide over the crisis?"
"Yes, yes, yes, we still have the precious grain!" Emperor Mingxi echoed repeatedly. Looking at Yue Fuguang full of hope, he said, "Fuguang, Beloved Subject Yu is right. With these, our Great Yan people should be free from worry, right?"
"That will depend on how Your Majesty and the lords promote and manage them from now on. Good things also require good policies and a super strong execution capability with everyone united from top to bottom. Your Majesty, the common people are the foundation.
Even if there is a drought for three consecutive years, wealthy families will not go hungry."
They naturally understood the implied meaning.
Having dropped this massive bombshell, Yue Fuguang waved her sleeves and left, leaving Emperor Mingxi and his ministers to discuss countermeasures late into the night.
Now that Yue Fuguang had brought the matter of the drought out into the open and laid her cards on the table, the sovereign and ministers of Great Yan placed even higher importance on those three types of grain on the royal estates and her own estate.
During this period, Yue Fuguang went to her own estate and the royal estate respectively to rain down a spiritual shower that promoted growth.
Because of the irrigation from Yue Fuguang's spiritual rain, the sweet potatoes, corn, and potatoes were not only growing well but were expected to be harvested half a month to a month early.
Emperor Mingxi finally managed to freeload a bit of the spiritual rain under the guise of inspecting the newly recruited army. He was so happy that he was in a good mood during the morning court sessions for several days in a row.
However, whether he was in a good mood or not had nothing to do with Yue Fuguang. Using that assassination attempt as an excuse, she gave them the cold shoulder for a few days.
To please her, Emperor Mingxi finally agreed that Yue Fuguang only needed to attend court four days a month before September.
As for her studies, they would talk about it when autumn arrived.
Therefore, at this moment, Yue Fuguang was comfortably lying on her estate. Built according to the regulations of a prince's mansion, the environment was beautiful, and everything was to her liking. She sighed countless times, thinking that enjoying the cool breeze in a large house was indeed the most comfortable.
In front of her was an ice basin, and beside her was the ultimate summer treat: chilled watermelon.
In several vases on the table behind her were arranged various fresh flowers that Cuizhu and the others had picked from the mountain this morning.
Not having to attend court or school, whenever she was hungry or thirsty, she just had to reach out and call, and all kinds of green, pollution-free delicacies would be served on the table. The front and back of the house were filled with flowers and orchards.
With beautiful scenery outside the room and a beauty inside, Yue Fuguang sighed countless times in her heart that this was the life an immortal should live!
"Fuguang, Second Brother sent a message saying that many suspicious people have been spotted near the camp recently."
Covered in sweat, the two sisters Yu Ningxin and Yu Ningxuan arrived hand in hand. As soon as they entered the door, the impatient Yu Ningxuan picked up a piece of watermelon from the table and started munching on it.
While munching, she didn't forget to tell her the latest news received from Sancha Land.
"Sweet!" Outside, Yu Ningxuan could still pretend a bit, but once she reached Yue Fuguang's place, she showed her true colors.
She ate the watermelon very boldly. "Second Brother also said how sweet the watermelons are at his place. I think no matter how sweet they are, they can't compare to the ones on Fuguang's estate."
"Didn't I have Qingzhu and the others send some to the courtyards of you, Grandmother, and Mother?" Looking at her ravenous appearance, it seemed like she hadn't eaten any yet?