The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

Luo QingHan knelt on the cushion, his waist straight, like Aoxue Qingsong.

"Gu said to dig tributaries and divert water into Jingshou county."

The prince was impatient and couldn't wait to interrupt: "your way can only solve the water problem of some victims in Jingshou County, but the drought in other places can't be solved!"

Luo QingHan affirmed: "as long as you do what Gu said, the drought in the four southern counties can be solved."

The seven present were all confidants of the prince.

It is reasonable that they should believe the prince unconditionally, but what the prince said really makes them unable to believe it.

How is it possible that just one tributary can solve the drought in the four southern counties? It's nonsense!

They deliberated for a whole day and finally nothing came out.

When Luo QingHan walked out of Mingguang palace, the sun had set.

At this time, a little eunuch came over and said respectfully, "tell your Highness the prince that the queen asks you to go there."

"Now?"

"Yes."

Luo QingHan didn't ask any more. He said faintly, "go to the Jiaofang hall."

As soon as he entered the Jiaofang hall, Luo QingHan felt that the air became cold and heavy.

He saluted respectfully: "my son, please greet my mother."

The bamboo curtain was stirred up and the queen of Qin came out slowly.

She was wearing a crimson purple wide sleeved long skirt with a long skirt hem dragged across the white marble floor.

She always likes to wear this deep color, just as she gives people the feeling——

Deep, depressed, indifferent.

Queen of the Qin Emperor: "I heard that you took over the imperial edict to solve the drought in the south today."

Luo QingHan: "yes."

"Then you have a solution?"

"My son intends to enter Jingshou County by a tributary from Yijiang..."

Empress Qin interrupted him: "you have already said this method, so you don't have to say it. The palace wants to know if you have other methods?"

Luo QingHan drooped his eyes and said nothing.

The empress Qin's tone became colder and colder: "since you don't have a perfect solution, why do you have to be strong? Do you know how many people are waiting to see your jokes in the dark? It's not easy for the palace to push you to the throne of Prince. If you can't even keep the throne of Prince, what's the use of the palace to raise you?"

Every question was like a heavy hammer pulled out of the ice cellar, pounding on Luo QingHan's heart.

It's painful and cold.

Luo QingHan pursed his lips: "my son will properly solve the drought. Please be relieved."

The queen of Qin Dynasty took his eyes away from him, as if he didn't want to see him again.

"Do it yourself."

Luo QingHan took out an amulet from his sleeve and presented it with both hands: "empress mother, this is the amulet entrusted by his son and Minister for you. It can ensure your safety and health."

The queen of Qin didn't even look at it. She said coldly, "you are desperate now. Have you begun to pray for God to believe in Buddha?"

Luo QingHan put the amulet on the ground in front of him and respectfully said, "the mother will rest early, take care of the Phoenix body, and the children's ministers will leave."

He withdrew from the Jiaofang temple.

But the depression in my heart has not dissipated.

He plodded down the steps.

My brother is waiting to see his joke.

His confidants did not believe him, nor did his mother.

He was in this palace. Did he ever have a trustworthy person?

At this moment, he was surrounded by an unspeakable sense of loneliness.

Father Chang asked cautiously.

"Is your highness going back to Mingguang palace?"

Luo QingHan looked at the long night ahead and said after a long time.

"Go to Qingge hall."