Poverty Alleviation in Qin: A Sky-High Review of "I Am the Female Prime Minister of All Time&qu

The summit of Mount Tai was deathly silent. The civil and military officials remained gazing upwards, their mouths agape, unable to utter a sound.

Many people felt weak and their hands trembled uncontrollably. Everyone's mind was buzzing, as if they had been hit hard with a heavy stick, leaving them completely blank.

The Great Qin Dynasty's Eternal Female Prime Minister?

A woman's appearance?

How could a woman hold such a high-ranking position, making her the first person in all of history to do so?

These words swirled in everyone's minds, yet they couldn't quite reconcile with each other.

An elderly minister, his lips trembling, managed to squeeze out a weak voice: "I...I didn't mishear? Such a peerless figure is actually a woman?"

None of her colleagues spoke to her; they were all stunned into silence.

For a moment, no one could tell whether the woman becoming prime minister was more astonishing, or whether the earth-shattering achievements listed in the sky were more mind-blowing.

The new terms, such as "establishing the imperial examination system" and "movable type printing," are completely unfamiliar, but just by hearing their names, one can tell that they represent a great ability to change the world.

What's most chilling is the statement, "The Qin Dynasty should have perished after only two generations."

Many people gasped sharply, their backs instantly breaking out in a cold sweat, their undershirts completely soaked.

So, the Qin Dynasty, which now unifies the world, was originally destined to perish in just two generations?

After the initial fear came a deep sense of relief.

Fortunately, a remarkable person emerged out of nowhere and managed to stabilize the country.

The elders exchanged glances, their eyes filled with both lingering fear of surviving a calamity and deep apprehension: if what Tianmu said was true, then they were all originally ministers of a fallen nation.

Li Si almost choked on his breath upon hearing this.

Only Qin Shi Huang, Ying Zheng, kept his sharp eyes fixed on the red-robed figure in the sky.

He didn't care at all about the fact that a woman was prime minister. His mind was filled with only one thought: Where is this wise minister who has protected the Qin Dynasty for thousands of years now?

He had heard those words clearly and they were etched into his heart: the Qin Dynasty should have been destroyed after only two generations. Yet, at this moment, he felt no fear of the fate of his kingdom's demise, only boundless relief.

Fortunately, such a genius appeared out of nowhere and single-handedly turned the tide of the crisis.

Ying Zheng took a deep breath, his eyes showing no fear, only a burning, fervent desire, like a parched wasteland seeing rain, or a beast trapped in a desperate situation finding a way to survive.

He was determined to find this person and didn't want to wait a moment longer.

We must find it right now!

...

Thousands of miles away, inside the court of Peicheng County.

Xiao He's knees were already numb, but he dared not get up at all. His neck ached from looking up, but he refused to lower his head.

The achievements and unfamiliar new terms displayed on the screen were still swirling in his mind: movable type printing, imperial examinations... He didn't understand the intricacies of these things at all, but he firmly grasped one piece of information.

That legendary female prime minister was surnamed Song.

Thinking of this, he quietly turned his head to look at Song Ye beside him.

Her master remained calm and composed, as if the celestial phenomenon that had just shocked the world had nothing to do with her.

Xiao He's mind was in turmoil: The magistrate also happened to be surnamed Song, and he was originally just the magistrate of a small county, but he managed to turn the barren Pei County into a granary.

Tianmu said that the man rose from the muddy countryside, and the adult also settled down alone at the bottom.

My thoughts became increasingly chaotic, a complete mess.

Xiao He's voice was light and hesitant: "My lord... the extraordinary person in that sky was surnamed Song."

Song glanced down at him and replied casually, "Yes, my surname is Song."

"Sir, you also have the surname Song."

"There are countless people in the world with the surname Song."

Yes, that's true.

Moreover, the image depicting the legendary female immortal is a woman.

My husband is a man, so it doesn't match up at all.

Xiao He patted his head, unable to explain why, upon hearing those words, the first thing that came to mind was his master.

As for Song Ye himself, only one thought remained in his mind: He was numb, he was completely numb.

System, I don't know what's wrong with you.

Unfortunately, nobody knows that my real name is Song Ye.

Just then, Zhang Liang arrived.

Song looked at him with inexplicable gratitude.

I am grateful for the name of this Comrade Zhang San, which reminded me to be careful and to refer to myself as "Song Mou" in both public and private matters.

Zhang Liang: "?"

In the streets and alleys, most of the people were still kneeling on the ground, and the discussions gradually rose into waves.

"Women can hold official positions? Is such a thing even possible?"

"He's not just an official; he's the prime minister, the head of all officials!"

"Could the Qin Dynasty really have lasted peacefully for over a thousand years? Could what Tianmu says be true?"

"The signs of the heavens cannot be false!"

"What a coincidence, our county magistrate's surname is also Song!"

"Absolutely! This canopy is really something. I think even Lord Song could go up there and be ranked; they're all top-notch people!"

Song: (Sweating profusely - jpg)

...

In Fengxiang.

Liu Ji was awakened by the deafening shouts outside. He impatiently turned over, pulled the blanket over his head, but the noise outside still kept drilling into his ears.

What do you mean by "the greatest female prime minister in history," "the Qin Dynasty lasting for a thousand years," or "her achievements surpassing those of all ages"?

Liu Ji, huddled in bed, muttered under his blankets, "Which scoundrel is making such a racket and spouting nonsense so early in the morning?"

Unable to lie still, he simply rolled over and got up, not even bothering to put on his shoes, and rushed out of the room barefoot.

Looking up, the figure in red robes hung in the sky, with densely packed gilded characters behind him, listing all sorts of achievements.

Liu Ji stood there, frozen in place for a full three breaths.

"Who is this person?"

The neighbors all knelt on the ground, heads tilted back, frozen in place, no one had time to pay him any attention.

Liu Ji stood with his hands on his hips, staring at the sky for a long time, muttering to himself, "It's actually a woman? And she even rose to the position of prime minister? She lived to be a full one hundred and twenty years old?"

He scratched his messy hair. "I'm not even sure if I'll live to forty, but people live to be one hundred and twenty. That's outrageous!"

Lu Wan rushed over from next door, her shoes on the wrong feet, breathless: "Liu Ji, look at the sky! A strange phenomenon is appearing in the heavens—a woman, the greatest physiognomist of all time!"

"I saw it, I saw it, I'm not blind."

"How come you're not shocked at all?" Lu Wan asked incredulously.

"What good is shock?" Liu Ji pointed to rows of unfamiliar words on the screen. "What movable type printing, iron smelting furnace? Can you even tell what these things are?"

Lu Wan shook her head blankly.

"I don't understand it either."

Liu Ji slapped his thigh suddenly, "To put it bluntly, we're just here to join in the fun and see what happens."

Fan Kuai looked up at the sky for a long time, then looked down at the butcher's knife in his hand. His expression slowly changed from bewildered to calm: "Fortunately, I don't rely on being an official for a living."

Lu Wan asked in confusion, "What do you mean by that?"

"All the officials in the world should be ashamed and unable to lift their heads compared to the woman in this celestial canopy."

Lu Wan: "..."

Liu Ji laughed heartily, then squatted down against the wall and looked up to continue watching the strange phenomenon from the sky.

For some reason, I thought of the slender Lord Song from the Pei County government. He shared the same surname, Song, but was only the magistrate of a county. Yet, he managed to ensure that the entire Pei County had abundant harvests and that the people lived without worry.

It's a pity that Lord Song is a man; if he were a woman...

She was determined to be foolish enough to go to the county government and ask if that important figure in heaven was her.

"What a pity," he muttered to himself.

On the other side, at the Lü residence.

Empress Lü stood silently in the courtyard watching.

They discovered that the person's eyes were the same as Song Ye's eyes on the sky.

Calm and resolute, like a deep pool without waves, yet containing boundless power.