"Father, father, father, father, father..." Yun Qingran started shouting as soon as she entered the house.
"Ranran, stop calling me 'Daddy' all the time. It's giving me a headache. Just say what you need to say." Yunxiao came out with an official document.
"Father, the snow disaster in Zhang County has displaced many people, and many have fled to the capital. Are you aware of this?" Yun Qingran asked Yun Xiao.
"What? People are displaced and many have come to the capital?" Yunxiao was clearly unaware of this.
"Mm." Yun Qingran nodded, and then told Yun Xiao what had just happened.
"What a bastard, what a bastard!" Yunxiao was furious after hearing this.
"Father, such a big thing, doesn't the imperial court know about it?" Yun Qingran was a little puzzled. Zhangjun was a prefecture, equivalent to a modern province. It was unbelievable that the imperial court didn't know that a prefecture had suffered a snow disaster.
“When the snow disaster struck Zhang County, Prefect Liang Shikang submitted a memorial on the disaster, stating that the people had suffered from the snow disaster, but it was not serious. Nevertheless, the imperial court immediately allocated funds for disaster relief,” Yunxiao replied.
"It's clearly a major snow disaster, but he calls it a minor one. He doesn't want the imperial court to send anyone to monitor the disaster so he can embezzle disaster relief funds." Yun Qingran's gaze turned cold, and she gave a cold laugh.
"Ranran is smart." Yunxiao looked at his daughter with admiration.
If Liang Shikang reports a severe disaster, the imperial court will send ministers to Zhang County to oversee the distribution of disaster relief funds, thus preventing him from embezzling the funds.
"Liang Shikang, his surname is Liang, is he from the family of the Imperial Concubine Liang?" Yun Qingran asked Yun Xiao.
The relationships and power dynamics between the imperial court and the harem, between the central government and local authorities, are complex and intertwined, and she has not yet fully grasped them.
"Yes, he is the Imperial Noble Consort's cousin." Yunxiao nodded.
"The Liang family is really no good. If a member of the Liang family bloodline were to ascend to that supreme position, Bei Yin would be finished." Yun Qingran's impression of the Liang family was extremely bad.
Consort Liang had two sons, Prince Zhou and Prince Yu. It was said that Prince Zhou was exceptionally talented in literature, and Prince Yu was incredibly brave. A couple of years ago, the Consort sent both brothers to the frontier to earn military merits. Her intentions were obvious to anyone.
"Don't worry, His Majesty might allow the Liang family's power to continue to expand." Yun Qingbi came out of his room.
"Big brother, how did you know?" Yun Qingran looked at Yun Qingbi with a curious expression.
Judging from the current situation, the Liang family is very likely to win the throne.
"The Emperor has a total of eighteen brothers, and his mother's family is the least powerful among them, yet he still ascended the throne. Moreover, during the years of the Emperor's reign, Northern Yin has gradually entered a golden age," Yunxiao replied.
Holy crap, this experience is like that of a male protagonist in a fantasy novel! His mental fortitude and skill are absolutely top-notch.
No wonder the elder brother was so certain he wouldn't pass the throne to the son of the Liang Imperial Concubine. He ushered in a golden age, and the successor must possess sufficient means and talent to continue it. After all, a male protagonist like the emperor cares not only about power, but also about achieving lasting fame and leaving a significant mark on history.
It seems that only Jun Molin is the son who can continue his prosperous reign, but Jun Molin's background is unknown, and he does not seem to meet the requirements of the crown prince.
"Father, elder brother, do you know about Jun Molin's background?" Yun Qingran asked her father and elder brother.
“We only know that His Highness the King of Northern Cold’s mother was named Bayaheshi, but no one has ever seen her. It is speculated that she has probably passed away,” Yunxiao said.
"Could he be a foreigner?" Bayahshi, it was clearly not a name from the Central Plains.
Besides the four kingdoms of Northern Yin, Southern Chu, Eastern Qi, and Western Yan, the continent where Northern Yin is located also includes a desert and a grassland. The desert and grassland are called foreign lands, and the sand people of the desert and the herdsmen of the grassland are called foreigners.
“It’s possible, but also unlikely.” Yun Qingbi frowned and shook his head. “His Majesty himself said that His Highness the Prince of Beihan’s purple eyes are inherited from his mother, but as far as I know, no tribe among the foreigners has purple eyes. Moreover, according to what His Majesty said in his few words, Bayahish has an extremely noble temperament, a woman who makes him unable to help but submit. How could a foreigner of low status possibly cultivate an temperament that makes His Majesty submit?”
The desert and grassland were attacked by a coalition of four countries a hundred years ago. After the foreign powers were defeated, the desert people and herders have always been a lowly group.
“This Bayahish is truly mysterious.” Yun Qingran tapped her fingers lightly on the surface of the stone table.
She always felt that Bayahshi's identity concealed a huge secret.
“Tomorrow morning, I will submit a memorial to the Emperor, informing him of the plight of the refugees,” Yunxiao said, bringing the topic back on track.
"Father, the Liang family is very powerful. Won't you be in danger if you do this?" Yun Qingran was a little worried about Yun Xiao.
"An official should only strive to have a clear conscience and work for the benefit of the people. As long as one can relieve the people's worries, even if one dies, it will be a worthy death," Yunxiao said earnestly and firmly.
Daddy is so amazing! ??( ? )??
"Father, fly bravely, your daughter will always follow. If the Liang family dares to harm you because of this, your daughter will smash their dog heads one by one." Yun Qingran clenched her fist. Don't doubt it, she has the strength!
"You're such a good daughter, Father. But it probably won't be that exaggerated. The Liang family isn't bold enough to harm a marquis." Yunxiao patted Yun Qingran's head gently to reassure her.
"Okay." Yun Qingran nodded; she would listen to her father.
The next morning, the morning court session
The emperor sat on the dragon throne, listening attentively to the ministers' reports and then responding. An hour later, the reports were finally almost finished.
"Time to eat!" The Emperor was a little pleased.
Just as the Emperor was about to say that he had something to report and would leave the court if there was nothing else, Yunxiao stepped forward, holding the jade token in both hands.
"Oh, they're in-laws. We'd better be more polite!" the Emperor thought to himself.
In his heart, he had long considered Yun Qingran as his daughter-in-law.
"Lord Zhen'an, what is it you need?" the Emperor asked gently.
"Your Majesty, the snow disaster in Zhang County is severe, and many people have been displaced. Many have fled to the capital, and there are many refugees in the capital in recent days, which may affect public order," Yunxiao replied.
Yunxiao didn't directly accuse Liang Shikang of lying about the disaster and being suspected of embezzlement. Instead, she focused on the large number of refugees in the capital who might disrupt public order, emphasizing the refugees rather than the snow disaster. This way, the Liang family couldn't find fault with him.
“Brother, I didn’t see any refugees on my way to court this morning. Where are there refugees in the capital?” Yun Song said.
He had long been loyal to the Liang family, and Zhang County was within the Liang family's sphere of influence. The governor of Zhang County was also a member of the Liang family, so he naturally had to show his loyalty at this time.
"The refugees are gathered on Ma Xing Street. This morning, even the Foolish Marquis went to check it out. The entire street is full of refugees," Yunxiao said, looking at Yunsong with a cold gaze.
Ma Xing Street was the dirtiest and most chaotic street in Beijing, where the poor lived.
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