rebel?
Impossible. They have other potential successors. Although the Third Prince has become a useless piece, there are still other princes. There is no need to risk usurping the throne.
What was the purpose of that?
Yun Qingluo couldn't figure it out for a moment, so she put it aside for the time being and instructed the person who came in with her, "Go and see how Granny Gong is doing."
"Once you've finished questioning them, take them all to another courtyard and lock them up. Oh, and go buy some food to distribute to everyone."
The crime should not harm innocent children; she just saw many children.
Steward Wang was unwilling to accept this. "Your Highness, my son has lost an arm. Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"
Yun Qingluo lifted her eyelids and glanced at him, saying lightly, "You traitor, what explanation do I, the princess, need to give?"
Butler Wang's face turned pale and then purple. "Your Highness, don't push your luck."
Yun Qingluo said, "You're not so naive as to think that your master will stand up for you and seek justice, are you? Do you know what you're in now? You've lost everything."
Manager Wang seemed not to have grasped the situation. "Impossible! He promised me that after it was done..."
Yun Qingluo said calmly, "Don't overthink it. Once it's done, they'll definitely discard you after you've served your purpose. You're all old, how can you still be so naive as to trust the words of bad guys?"
"No, Steward Wang, what about our poison?"
"Yes, what if those people break their promise? What will happen to the poison in our bodies?"
"My grandson is only three years old! I can't watch him die! Your Highness, we really don't know anything. It was Steward Wang who ordered us to do it. Your Highness, please save me!"
"Your Highness, save me! I have elderly parents and young children to support, I can't die! Your Highness, save me!"
Yun Qingluo glanced at everyone, too lazy to waste any more words, and called An Jiu over.
"Take them away. Anyone who dares to utter a single word will have a finger chopped off."
After saying that, Yun Qingluo got up and walked outside.
As soon as they entered the courtyard of the main hall, they saw everyone kneeling down, saying, "Thank you, Your Highness, for saving our lives."
Yun Qingluo looked at the elderly, weak, sick and disabled kneeling on the ground. Many of them were wearing thin clothes, and when the cold wind blew, they huddled together in the cold.
"Everyone, get up. Don't leave yet. Food will be brought over soon. Eat some first, and then use the money to buy more food and clothes later."
After Yun Qingluo finished speaking, she noticed that everyone's eyes were glancing subtly towards the side hall and the backyard. Yun Qingluo knew what they were worried about.
"You don't need to be afraid of them anymore. I, the Princess Consort, will remove the mountain weighing on you. But how your lives will unfold from now on depends on your own efforts," Yun Qingluo said gently, looking at everyone.
Upon hearing this, everyone was overjoyed and knelt down again to thank Yun Qingluo.
Yun Qingluo sighed, swallowed the bitterness in her heart, and got up to leave.
In her previous life, she was an embryo who transmigrated into the world. She lost her modern memories at the age of six, so she developed the mindset of an ancient person.
After her rebirth, she was born with a modern education and was indeed unable to bear the suffering of the lower classes.
But all beings suffer; who is not?
His A-Chen suffered even more, having to guard against the plots of his own relatives and also to uphold peace and tranquility for the people of Tianmo Kingdom.
Is she suffering?
With the love of her father and brothers, a lover who cherishes her dearly, and now the fruit of their love, she seems to be the happiest person in the world.
But she was also a sinner... The tragic end of her previous life always reminded her in the dead of night, and this pain that she could not tell anyone was just as bitter.
Exhausted, Yun Qingluo returned to her room and leaned against the soft couch, listening to Granny Gong and Yun Tao report on the situation of the tenant farmers and the stewards.
"Alright, let's not make things difficult for the families of those in charge. But those in charge cannot be let off easily. Although power can crush people, if they hadn't harbored ill intentions, how could they have ended up like this? If they had even a shred of remorse and gone to the General's Mansion for help, things wouldn't have turned out this way."
Yun Qingluo's face turned cold. "Have you found out anything else?" Yun Qingluo asked Granny Gong.
Granny Gong shook her head, and Yun Qingluo's heart sank. It seemed that they were also very cautious, but so what?
"Go find Mo Yu and have him investigate where those three hundred able-bodied young men went," Yun Qingluo instructed An Jiu.
After everyone left, Yun Qingluo quietly asked Yun Xin, "Was all the money in the national treasury distributed?"
Yun Xin looked at Yun Qingluo's malicious smile and whispered, "We'll only distribute a portion under the name of the medicine hall under the Divine Doctor Valley. After all, the national treasury was just robbed, so we dare not give too much."
Yun Qingluo nodded, "Let's take out some money to rebuild this estate, hire some tenant farmers, remeasure the land, and rebuild the houses where these tenant farmers live."
Yun Qingluo drew upon some of her experience managing a company from her previous life.
This estate is like a company now; she's the boss, and the tenant farmers are the employees.
The difference is that these tenant farmers live in the company, so we have to make sure their living conditions are good so they can sleep comfortably at night and have the energy to work during the day.
Pressure is acceptable, but oppression is not.
Yunxin was in high spirits. "Oh, reconstruction? I love it the most, Your Highness. Leave this to me. I guarantee I'll complete the task. I also heard there's a hot spring in the backyard. I'll take good care of it so Your Highness can soak in the hot spring next time you come."
After giving her a few more instructions, Yun Qingluo turned and went into the next room.
"Sir, could you please take a look at the tenant farmers on the Prince's estate and see if you can transfer some over? We trust our own people to use them," Yun Qingluo said, turning to the accountant she had brought with her.
The accountant nodded in agreement.
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