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

Lü Zhi's fingertips paused for a moment at the edge of the document, then slowly curled up and clenched into her palm.

She didn't speak. She looked down at the documents for a while before slowly raising her eyes to look at Song Ye.

"grown ups......"

Song blinked: "Why call me sir? Just call me Song."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lü Zhi's pupils suddenly contracted.

Although I had my suspicions, when they were confirmed, I was not as calm as I had imagined.

Before me stood the legendary female prime minister, a figure of timeless beauty, whose image was displayed high in the heavens.

Despite being women, the other woman managed to dominate the imperial court and become the first person to leave her mark on history.

Empress Lü couldn't describe how she felt.

Envy, admiration, or perhaps... a desire to become like them?

Song continued, "I, Song Ye, don't need you to be a virtuous helper or a good wife. What I need is a comrade-in-arms who can fight alongside me."

"Lü Zhi, you can see the direction clearly and know where to go."

"This world isn't easy for women, but since we've come this far, why don't we walk this path together?" Song Ye stopped there, leaving the rest for Lü Zhi to decide.

She never intended to hide it.

Since we are all women and have enough ambition, why not shake hands and welcome each other to compete in this world?

Empress Lü did not answer immediately.

A few breaths passed.

"You just said that I should just be myself."

Song nodded.

Lü Zhi tucked the document into her sleeve and looked up: "Then I won't stand on ceremony."

Song looked at her and extended his hand, saying, "Let's go together then."

Lü Zhi raised her hand and steadily placed it on her palm, a slight smile playing on her lips: "From now on, you may simply call me E'xu."

Song smiled upon hearing this: "Alright, E'xu."

......

The next day, early morning.

According to custom, the bride should wash and groom herself early, prepare dried fruits such as dates and chestnuts, and go to pay respects to her parents-in-law by kneeling and bowing to show her obedience.

But Song had no relatives or elders in this world, so he woke up before dawn, put on his clothes, got up, and said to the outer room, "No need to wake Madam up early, let her sleep a little longer."

The maidservant who had accompanied the bride quietly agreed and went to wait in the outer room.

When Lü Zhi woke up, the light from outside the window had already filled most of the couch.

I sat up, feeling a little dazed for a moment—

She hadn't slept this late in a long time.

During the day, her mother would urge her at home, and in the days leading up to her wedding, she would toss and turn, unable to sleep.

Lü Zhi looked down at her nightgown and then at the sky outside the window, only then remembering that she had been married yesterday and that she was no longer in the Lü residence.

A maidservant brought in a basin of water, her face beaming with barely suppressed joy: "Madam is awake? The master specifically instructed that you shouldn't be woken up early, but rather allowed to rest a little longer."

Lü Zhi paused slightly as she tied her belt, but her tone remained calm: "You don't need to wait for me anymore. Just call me when it's time to get up."

After washing up, Lü Zhi changed her clothes and walked along the corridor toward the courtroom.

The door to the courtroom was half-open, and Song was sitting at the desk, holding bamboo slips in his hand, as if checking some accounts.

Xiao He stood opposite her, his sleeves slightly rolled up, as if he had just run back from outside. He was bending down and leaning close to the table to say something.

"...Liu Ji has sent another message through someone from Sishui Pavilion." Xiao He's tone carried a hint of helplessness, as if he had been repeatedly thwarted by this matter.

"Ask the magistrate when he can be transferred back? He really can't take it anymore, he's been doing hard labor in the wilderness all day long."

Song didn't even look up: "Let him come back."

Xiao He was taken aback, as if he hadn't expected things to go so smoothly this time.

"Are you really going to let him come back?"

He recalled that three days ago, the adults had specially transferred Liu Ji to the farthest place to do hard labor, without giving a reason or mentioning a time limit.

Now that only three days have passed, they've called him back. All this back and forth has been quite a hassle. I wonder what Liu Ji is thinking about this.

Song then looked up at him and said, "Yes, let him come back. If he doesn't come back soon, he'll probably cut down all the trees at the entrance of the village over there."

There's no other way, just in case.

Until things are completely settled, let's just leave Liu Ji in a bit of a difficult position.

Now that they've successfully snatched the bride, they're no longer afraid that Liu Ji might suddenly rise from the dead and cause trouble.

Liu Ji: ...Please treat me well.

Xiao He was taken aback for a moment, then realized what he meant, and cupped his hands in a gesture of respect while suppressing a laugh: "Yes, I will go and deliver the message right away."

As he turned to leave, a gust of wind stirred in his sleeves. Before he had taken two steps, he saw Lü Zhi walking from the other end of the corridor, as if he hadn't expected to meet the new lady at the entrance of the courthouse at this hour.

He quickly realized what was happening, stopped, and bowed respectfully: "Is Madam well?"

Lü Zhi nodded.

Xiao He did not linger, but stepped aside to walk past her and walked briskly out of the courtyard.

Lü Zhi stood at the entrance of the courtroom, watching the man's back disappear outside the courtyard gate, and then glanced at the figure behind the desk who was flipping through documents.

"What are you standing there for? Come and sit down," Song said without looking up.

Lu Zhi was taken aback, not expecting that the other party had already discovered her presence. She immediately walked over and sat down next to Song Ye.

"If you want to read in the future, you can go to my study. It has a vast collection of books, including all kinds of classics. It won't hurt to read more." His words were frank and composed, as if that study was a space reserved for her.

"it is good."

...

At the same time, outside Xianyang Palace.

Meng Yi is fully prepared.

A dozen or so riders stood quietly outside the palace gate. The number of riders was small and they were lightly dressed, looking no different from ordinary officials sent to the frontier.

Meng Yi, dressed in plain clothes with a long sword at his waist, mounted his horse with swift and steady movements, showing that he was already familiar with this kind of secretive travel.

"Let's go!"

Horse hooves trod the official road, kicking up a fine layer of dust.

The afternoon sunlight slanted down through the gaps in the clouds, a cool, thin layer covering the horse's back and shoulders, slowly sliding down with the momentum of its gallop, and breaking into the dust kicked up by its hooves.

At this moment, inside and outside the gates of Xianyang, several hidden eyes had been lying in wait for a long time.

After setting up their stall at the next alley entrance, the stall owner slowly and methodically tidied up the cloth, seemingly doing ordinary work, but his eyes always followed the procession until it turned the corner outside the city and completely disappeared into the end of the official road.

At the foot of the city gate wall, an old man leaned against the wall, basking in the sun, and lazily turned over, as if to change his posture and take a short rest. However, his eyes, which were hidden by the brim of his hat, had already memorized the number of people, their clothing, and their destination.

A while after the group had gone far from the city, the spies lurking in the shadows gradually withdrew their gazes.

"The tyrant's men have made their move."

"Could it be that we've found traces of Song Ye?"

No one answered.

But in that moment of silence, a long-suppressed excitement quietly arose and spread unchecked.

Since the appearance of the celestial canopy, they have been lying in wait day and night, patiently waiting for a long time.

Now that the emperor has finally sent someone out in secret, whether or not they have truly identified a target, as long as they keep a close watch, there will be an opportunity...

"Follow them!"