Chu Li did not stay long. After only resting for a quarter of an hour, she hurried back to the palace. She still had a lot of things to do.
Return to the palace.
On the way back to Zhaolan Palace, a thin figure was sitting in a wheelchair, seemingly waiting for her.
She paused and walked over slowly.
"Xiaojiu."
Chu Yeli looked around and saw palaces overlapping each other, forming a huge cage that trapped countless people's lives.
"I have always had the answer to the question you asked me."
"I won't hurt you."
"Even if you ascend the throne, I will recognize you."
Chu Li walked up to him and said, "Although I don't know whether what Fifth Brother said is true or not, but since ancient times, dynasties have changed, and no dynasty can last forever. Is it true that every dynasty that was destroyed was innocent?"
Since ancient times, the strong prey on the weak.
The same is true with changes of dynasties.
If a country is weak, it will be destroyed.
After a country is destroyed, a new monarchy will emerge, and perhaps decades or hundreds of years later, a more powerful force will overthrow this dynasty.
This has been the case for thousands of years, generation after generation.
"As an orphan of the previous dynasty, you are wronged and hated, but for the sake of this country and the people, I hope you can let go of the past and live a good life. I also hope that the Great Chu can prosper and thrive."
She suddenly understood what the Queen Mother said and realized what it meant to have a sense of the overall situation.
She seemed to no longer be herself. Her every word and action represented the country and the people. Every decision she made represented countless people.
If the fifth prince wanted to revolt, he would inevitably overthrow the dynasty, cause bloodshed, and cause countless casualties.
By then, she might not be lenient.
As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Chu Li was so frightened that his face turned pale and he took several steps back.
How could she have such an idea?
If she really did this, how would she be different from her father?
Chu Li was frightened by this unfamiliar self and fled in a panic. He ran back to Zhaolan Palace, feeling that he was despicable and vicious.
"Why are you so panicked?"
Inside the bedroom, a caring voice brought her back to her senses. She saw Chu Dichi lying on the couch, holding a storybook in his hand, reading lazily.
Chu Li quickly calmed his expression:
"Why are you here?"
"You haven't issued an order to summon me back to the capital yet, so I can only hide in your bedroom." He shrugged, looking very innocent.
Does he still need to stay out of the spotlight?
Chu Li was so amused that he almost choked:
"When did the emperor's uncle become so restrained?"
He threw the book away and stood up with a smile: "Didn't you ask me to be more restrained and not give others a chance to talk about me?"
He really knows how to use her words to evade her.
Chu Li didn't want to argue with him, so she walked to the table. She saw that the desk, which used to be filled with all kinds of toys, was now piled with memorials, so high that they almost buried her head.
"so much?!"
This is too much!
"More than two months ago, the Emperor began to feel overwhelmed. The memorials piled up every day, and naturally, they were not small."
Oh my God!
She can't do this job!
Chu Li picked up the top letter, opened it and took a look. The contents inside immediately made her head numb.
Snowstorm in North City?
Lord Hao?
Who is this Mr. Hao? What is his position? What is the disaster situation? How much money should be allocated for disaster relief?
She had never been exposed to any of this before.
Chu Li held the memorial tightly, like a blind man walking on the edge of a cliff, treading on thin ice. With an embarrassed look, he could only look at the complacent man, who was sitting with his legs crossed, reading a storybook with great interest.
Noticing her gaze.
He looked up and asked, "Are you having trouble?"
He stood up and walked over. "Let me see. Hmm, snow disaster. This North City is close to the Northern Yan Kingdom. The weather is cold every winter, which often causes snow disasters. We need to immediately send a force to clear the heavy snow on the official road to ensure that the road is clear. We also need to immediately send two imperial doctors to the North City to help."
Chu Li looked up:
“Shouldn’t disaster relief be about allocating funds?”
Chu Dichi rested his hands on the table, lowered his head and looked at her with a smile: "If money can solve everything, then how can we transport food into the city? How can we transport cold-resistant clothing into the city? What if the people get frostbitten or frozen to death?"
"In addition to sending the imperial physician, you must also immediately gather 2,000 kilograms of charcoal and 10,000 cotton-padded clothes and quilts and send them to the North City immediately to help the people save their lives first, then the issue of appropriation. Finally, you should investigate all the officials involved layer by layer to find out why they only reported the snowstorm when it was so serious? Is there anyone who neglected their duties? Is there anyone who enriched themselves?"
"Eliminating treacherous officials is the most important thing to eradicate the root cause."
He explained them one by one and taught them slowly.
Chu Li bit her lower lip lightly.
She was too naive. She didn't know that a snowstorm was so difficult to deal with. When her father was in power, it seemed that funds were directly allocated wherever there was a disaster.
She admitted that she had no talent for governing a country.
The education she received from childhood to adulthood did not teach her anything in this regard.
She picked up the red brush, dipped it in ink, and followed Chu Dichi's instructions, giving orders to do it quickly.
The second memorial was about the imperial examination in the spring.
The imperial examination was an important program for the imperial court to select talents.
But looking at the list, she was confused and had no idea where to start.
"This person is the brother-in-law of the Minister of Personnel, so he cannot be used," Chu Dichi instructed, "but this person can be used."
"This one is called Lin Songqing. He is from the south city. He is a poor man. His mother worked so hard to support his studies that she went blind. He himself is also very filial."
He spoke a lot slowly.
Four years ago, he met this person when he passed by South City.
Chu Li pursed his lips tightly. After his advice, his thoughts became much clearer and he had an idea of how to deal with the problem.
She sits there like a dumb fish.
Instead of asking her to review memorials, it would be better to throw all these chores into Chu Dichi's hands.
But now is not the time to give up power...
"Tanuki, mother stewed it for you..."
Concubine Wen brought some soup, and saw two people leaning closely against each other behind the table. Chu Li was sitting, and the Regent was half hugging her, whispering something to her.
The scene was surprisingly harmonious, with people writing poetry and treating each other with respect.
Chu Li was frightened and immediately pushed Chu Dichi away.
But Chu Di was as steady as a mountain, supporting the table with one hand, and holding Chu Li's small hand with the other. He clenched the red pen and wrote steadily on the memorial.
"Empress Wen is here."
He said calmly, "I am here to serve...to assist the new emperor."
Chu Li pulled her hand back and slipped out from under his armpit, "Mother."
Seeing Concubine Wen's complicated expression, she felt an unspeakable sense of shame...
This shouldn't be the case between her and the Regent.
But in the days ahead, Chu Di will not restrain herself. When her identity and certain things are revealed bit by bit, what awaits her may not be the life she wants.
Concubine Wen was startled for a moment, but quickly calmed down and said calmly:
"You have been working so hard these past two days. You should have a good rest. Mother is leaving first."
Put the soup on the table and leave quickly.
"Did my mother cook it herself?" Chu Di opened the lid of the food box late.
Chu Li stared.
What are you yelling about?
That was her mother.
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