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

No matter how the courtiers pleaded, Luo Qinghan still insisted on his own opinion and was unwilling to change his mind.

They had no other choice but to write this matter into a memorial and present it to the emperor, hoping that the emperor would come forward to dissuade the prince.

When the emperor learned of this, he immediately ordered the prince to be called to the imperial study.

"Why do you think of holding a rain-seeking ceremony? Do you know what will happen to you if the rain-seeking fails?"

Luo Qinghan lowered his eyes and did not directly answer the question from his father, but talked about another matter.

"Actually, there have long been rumors among the people that the south has suffered disasters for two consecutive years, and it may be that God is dissatisfied. The people hope that the father and emperor can hold a ceremony to worship the heavens, praying to heaven and earth, asking God's forgiveness, and stop embarrassing the people of the south."

The emperor frowned: "Why don't I know about this?"

"Because no one dares to mention this in front of the father, if you tell the father about this, no matter whether the father holds the ceremony of sacrificing the sky or not, it may attract rumors and affect your image in the hearts of the people, so what do you do? Don't say anything."

"My son thinks that this is an evasion, and a bottom-up policy."

The emperor asked back, "Do you think your rain-seeking ceremony is the best policy?"

"It's not the best solution, but at least it's much better than avoiding the problem."

"My father is a man of gold, and I work hard for the country every day. It is really not appropriate to worry about asking for rain. Su'er minister is willing to do it for me, and I personally go to the south to hold a rain-seeking ceremony. One is to show the people of the world the kindness of my father and the emperor. , and the second is to resolve the negative public opinion brought about by the delay in holding the ceremony of worshiping the heavens."

"If the request for rain fails, it is also the fault of the son and the minister. It has nothing to do with the father. The father is still the emperor who is respected in the hearts of the people. For the father, there is no harm. I hope the father's permission. ."

The emperor looked at him fixedly, and said after a long time, "Do you know that going to the south is a long way, and you are in a high position, so you may be in danger?"

Luo Qinghan laughed at himself: "Even if my son stays in the palace, it may not be safe to go anywhere."

The emperor fell into silence when he remembered that the prince was poisoned at the birthday banquet.

Luo Qinghan: "Under the whole world, is it the king's land? No matter how far the south is, it is still the land of our grand dynasty. What is there to be afraid of when a son is in his own country? Besides, with a father and an emperor sitting in the country, everything It's all under the control of the father, how could it be possible for this son to have an accident under your nose?!"

These words moved the emperor.

He sighed: "I'm getting old, and I have no motivation. I don't want to take risks if I can't take risks. Unlike you young people, who dare to go out and do it. Well, since you have made up your mind, then you can go. , remember to bring more people and protect yourself, when you come back, I will personally go out of the palace to pick you up."

Luo Qinghan knelt down and nodded: "My son, please give thanks!"

In the Golden Wind Palace, Concubine Li copied the Lotus Sutra for half a day, and her right hand was sore and painful.

She couldn't take it anymore, so she simply threw the brush away in a fit of anger.

"I won't copy it, whoever likes to copy it will copy it!"

Caiyun hurriedly comforted him: "Niangniang, you can rest for a while, these can be copied slowly, no need to hurry."

Concubine Li side said angrily: "Can I not be in a hurry? A hundred times of the Lotus Sutra, how can I finish copying it? Even if I barely finish copying it, this arm will definitely be useless! If I lose it One arm, the prince will not look down on me even more in the future."

The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she became.

She couldn't just sit still, she had to find a way to save herself.