The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day - Chapter 67

[Chapter 67]

Luo Qinghan knelt down on the soft cushion, his waist was straight, like a proud snow pine.

“Gu said, we need to dig a tributary and divert water into Jingshou County.”

Prince Shaobao was in a hurry and couldn’t wait to interject: “Your method can only solve the water problem of some disaster victims in Jingshou County, but the drought in other places can’t be solved!”

Luo Qinghan affirmed: “As long as we do as Gu said, the drought in the four southern counties can be solved.”

The seven people present were the prince’s henchmen.

It stands to reason that they should unconditionally believe the prince, but what the prince said really made them unable to believe it.

Just diverting a tributary can solve the drought in the four southern counties. How is this possible? Simply nonsense!

They negotiated for a whole day, but nothing came out in the end.

When Luo Qinghan walked out of Mingguang Palace, the sun had already set.

At this time, a little eunuch came over and said respectfully: “His Royal Highness Qi, the Empress asks you to come over.”

“now?”

“right.”

Luo Qinghan didn’t ask any more questions, and said lightly, “Go to 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 pay my respects to the mother.”

The bamboo curtain was lifted, and Empress Qin walked out slowly.

She was wearing a purple long skirt with wide sleeves and a front, and the long skirt dragged across the white marble floor.

She always likes to wear this deep color, as she gives the feeling-

Deep, depressed, indifferent.

Empress Qin: “I heard that you received the imperial edict to solve the drought in the south today.”

Luo Qinghan: “Yes.”

“Then do you have a solution?”

“My son intends to enter Jingshou County through a tributary from Yijiang…”

Empress Qin interrupted him: “You have already said this method, so you don’t need to say it. Ben Gong wants to know if you have any other methods?”

Luo Qinghan lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Empress Qin’s tone became colder and colder: “Since you don’t have a perfect solution, why do you want to be strong? Do you know how many people are waiting for your jokes in secret? Ben Gong finally pushed you up. If you can’t even keep the crown prince’s position, what’s the use of this palace supporting you?!”

Every question was like a heavy hammer pulled from an ice cellar, slamming into Luo Qinghan’s heart.

Painful and cold.

Luo Qinghan pursed his lips: “My son will properly solve this drought, please be relieved.”

Empress Qin looked away from him, as if she didn’t want to see him again.

“Do it yourself.”

Luo Qinghan took out a talisman from his sleeve and offered it with both hands: “Mother, this is the talisman that my son asked for for you. It can keep you safe and healthy.”

Empress Qin didn’t even take a second glance, and said coldly, “You are desperate now, have you started begging God to believe in Buddhism?”

Luo Qinghan put the amulet on the ground in front of him, and said respectfully, “Empress mother, rest early, take care of the phoenix body, and my son will retire.”

He exited the Jiaofang Palace.

But the sullen qi that was pressing in his heart still hadn’t dissipated.

He walked down the steps with heavy steps.

Brothers are waiting to see his jokes.

The henchmen didn’t believe him, and neither did the mother.

In this palace, did he ever have a trustworthy person?

At this moment, an indescribable sense of loneliness surrounded him.

Eunuch Chang asked cautiously.

“Is Your Highness going back to Mingguang Palace?”

Luo Qinghan looked at the long dark night ahead, and spoke after a long time.

“Go to Qingge Hall.”