Old man Yang, He Yuzhi's maternal grandfather, was seventy years old but still full of energy, more like a military general than any other.
He could definitely beat Pei Huanyue with his cane.
Neither Di Baose nor Di Shan were afraid.
Di Shan also knew his background.
About thirty years ago, Old Yang was working in another post. He did nothing but commit all sorts of evil deeds, including murdering people, wives, and daughters.
Because the Yang family was powerful, he returned home and became a spoiled old man.
He was involved in things like Master Qiu's affairs, but whether he hung out with He Yuzhi is unclear.
He thinks this huge cancer is just putting on airs? Why should Di Shan be afraid of him?
Old Yang wouldn't be afraid of a brat, not even the emperor.
Huan Yue came over.
Old Yang swung his cane at her.
Huan Yue snatched the cane with one hand and kicked it away with the other.
Di Shan was excited! He worshipped the goddess: "There were common people who had complained about Lord Yang before."
Di Baose clapped her hands: "Empress Huan is ridding the people of a scourge! Why are you so arrogant? You are attacking the Empress because you have done all sorts of bad things and are afraid that the Empress will act on your behalf? In fact, it would be better to deal with her according to the laws of the Great Zhao."
Old Yang, who was once full of energy, is finished; he can't get up.
Madam Yang rushed over in a fit of rage, ready to fight the Crown Princess to the death!
Huan Yue grabbed her hair, unafraid of any number of people or even a thousand soldiers: "From your father to you to your son, from the roots to the top of the tree, everything is rotten."
Di Baose strongly defended them: "The He family bullied the princess, no wonder they dared to threaten the Crown Princess, they're practically plotting rebellion!"
Madam Yang could not escape Huan Yue's clutches.
The atmosphere suddenly became heavy, even heavier than the sky outside.
Because the emperor was furious, even though he didn't show it outwardly.
Huan Yue knelt before the sage.
No one else dared to come and kill her.
Huan Yue reported: "Sheng'an Prefecture has a population of about two million, of which about 1,200 are over eighty years old, about 4,000 are over seventy years old, and about 40,000 are over sixty years old."
The sage calmed down and said, "Stand up and speak."
The others were confused. Why were they suddenly bringing this up?
However, it's not hard to guess, but Sheng An is seventy years old, is the number correct?
Huan Yue didn't care whether he was right or wrong, and said, "About two out of a thousand people can live to seventy, and about two out of a hundred can live to sixty." Suddenly he asked His Highness, "Am I wrong somewhere?"
Xie Zhou wanted to laugh, but his wife was the best: "That's not right. It's not that only two out of a hundred people can live to sixty."
Princess Changning ran over and asked, "I don't understand."
She's a woman of wealth and beauty, better than anyone else.
The others are still circling around.
Huan Yuerao clearly stated: "What we see is that out of a hundred people, two are sixty years old, which is a different concept from being able to live to sixty. How long someone can live depends on comparing them to the dead, but now there are two million people who are alive."
Princess Guangning also came over to support her second sister-in-law: "It's like a family of twenty people, with three or five in their fifties or sixties, half in their sixteens to fiftys, and half in their children."
Princess Changning understood: "Although many people do not live to be fifty or sixty, this number does not equate to how many people will live to be sixty."
Huan Yue nodded: "Although it is related to people who live to sixty, the population age structure is one thing. The average life expectancy must be calculated from the age at death. If someone is still alive, their proportion in the age structure will definitely increase. There are definitely more people who are sixty years old now than in the past, but two percent is definitely not high. In the future, it will need to be increased to three to five or seven to eight percent."
Li Changling, a Grand Secretary of the Chongxian Hall, asked, "What is a percentage?"
Huan Yue said, "These are all just my wild guesses. It's like how some beans in a bunch are bad, or how many eggs in a basket are bad. That's why there are ratios of ten, percentages, thousandths, or even ten-thousandths."
Li Changling nodded: "In a dou of beans, the fewer bad ones the better, measured in parts per thousand."
Huan Yue said, "In times of peace and prosperity, the birth rate increases and the death rate decreases, and people can live longer. On the contrary, in bad years, during times of disaster, the elderly and children are the most unfortunate."
I understand now.
Grand Secretary Xu said, "This is the meaning of recuperation and rest."
Someone snapped out of their daze and asked, "What's going on?"
Huan Yue said to the emperor, "I plan to donate ten thousand taels of silver and personally visit every centenarian over eighty years old. I will proclaim Your Majesty's virtue and pray for Your Majesty's blessings."
The old woman praised, "This child is thoughtful!"
People today say, "Our ancestors, stop praising her. Look at what she's thinking about all day."
King Song laughed and said, "Qing'e can't go in person."
Huan Yue added, "I'd like to find one or two suitable female officials in the Eastern Palace. They can understand the people's sentiments, know that their wealth and honor are hard-won, and know the purpose of Your Majesty and Your Highness's daily busy work. Even if they can't help in the future, they can't cause trouble for Your Highness."
King Song laughed loudly: "Isn't this to pray for His Majesty's well-being?"
Huan Yue said shyly, "That's not contradictory. It's because of His Majesty's wisdom that we have this prosperous era. His Majesty has worked hard, so we should pray for His Majesty."
King Song nodded: "That's a good idea."
Grand Secretary Xu nodded: "Young ladies should also go out and travel."
Huan Yue said shyly, "Actually, many of the palace maids come from the common people, but since they have been in the palace for a long time, we still need to visit them from time to time."
Duke Zheng asked, "How is this different from an imperial envoy or an inspector?"
Huan Yue replied, "The imperial envoy is in charge of politics and affairs. I only wish to understand the daily lives of the people and care for the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled."
Duke Zheng asked, "So, there will be some things to do in the future?"
Huan Yue nodded: "I have that idea. Although the authorities will take care of it, this is just a small token of my appreciation. I hope everyone can live a better life. I also want to understand the people better so that I can tell Your Highness if anything happens."
Xie Zhou stood up and bowed to his wife, saying, "Qing'e, you've worked hard."
Huan Yue quickly dodged the question, saying, "It's good that I didn't cause any trouble for Your Highness or His Majesty."
The Emperor spoke, and with his golden words, declared: "The Qing'e Palace shall establish a Charity Department. It shall be staffed with two Charity Ladies, of the fourth rank; four Charity Attendants, of the sixth rank; and eight Female Historians."
Huan Yue hurriedly expressed his gratitude.
The others were dumbfounded.
So this whole thing flattered the emperor and also boosted the reputation of the Qing'e Palace?
People say the Crown Princess is unfilial; she targeted the more than a thousand centenarians of Sheng'an Prefecture.
Ouyang asked, "Why is Qing'e so harsh on Madam Li?"
Huan Yue retorted, "Is the Pei family starving?"
A group of people burst into laughter: "How is that possible?"
Di Baose asked, "Is the He family starving?"
The crowd jeered, "The Pei family gave the He family a whole estate!"
Huan Yue asked, "What have the people of the village done wrong?"
Di Baose got excited: "The He family has been farmers for eight generations. How dare they exploit farmers? Do they have any respect for their ancestors?"
Someone else asked, "Did the sage not bestow any favors upon the Pei family?"
A group of people were staring at Pei Huanzhao!
The Pei family, now in ruins, has all been given to the Marquis of Jianchang!
How did the Pei family end up like this? Who's to blame?
Pei Huanzhao looked at Pei Huanyue and blurted out, "You brat!"
Princess Changning laughed: "This kind of thing doesn't even deserve it!"
Pei Huanzhao wept.
The current leader shouted: "Drag him out, give him eighty strokes of the cane, and send him back to his hometown!"
When the guards arrived, they immediately dragged Pei Huanzhao out.
Send him back to his hometown. Sheng An shouldn't even think about staying. So what if he's the eldest son of the Pei family?
A group of people rushed to plead for Pei Huanzhao.
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