"There is me," Ling Tianwang said lightly, then without hesitation, pushed Zhou ruo'an forward.

Step by step, the sound of their walking fell on the ears of other ministers, like the thunder of the summer sky.

They clenched their fists and tried to stop this ridiculous thing, but they still stood in the same place and did not dare to move because of Ling Tianwang's threat.

He took Zhou ruo'an and sat down. For the first time, he felt the temperature of everyone else on the hard and cold dragon chair. Ling Tianwang couldn't help but smile in his eyes.

"I want to sit on the Dragon chair with you from the beginning, but I have no choice. You always don't like to come here, and I can only endure the cold and loneliness on the Dragon chair alone," Ling Tianwang said softly.

Hearing this, Zhou ruo'an's heart couldn't help beating.

Perhaps she clearly understood that the Dragon chair was something that others could not ask for, but it did not prevent her from loving Ling Tianwang.

"I'll be with you all the time," she whispered, her fingers touching Ling Tianwang's arm.

They are sweet, but they are dazzling to others.

"Your Majesty, the sleeping place will not allow others to sleep soundly!" Someone called.

The sight carelessly swept him and all the people standing beside him. Ling Tianwang raised his voice and said, "this is what I want in my heart. You don't have to say more."

With this sentence alone, those people clearly felt his seriousness, his lips trembling, and could not say anything else.

Silence spread in the court, and the oppressive atmosphere was breathless.

Zhou ruo'an didn't like the atmosphere.

She blinked, and a crisp voice broke the silence of the room.

"I said before that I have a way to prove my ability, and I can stand on the golden palace with my ability," Zhou ruo'an said with a smile. "I just don't know if you want to listen to my method now."

The ministers took a look at her, and there was discontent in their eyes.

It doesn't matter whether they listen or not. After all, Zhou ruo'an has already sat on the Dragon chair and stepped on their heads.

Everyone has his own ideas, so no one answers Zhou ruo'an.

Ling Tianwang frowned slightly, with a dangerous look on his face.

But without waiting for him to speak, Zhou ruo'an had already touched his finger.

"If you don't speak, it must have been tacit," Zhou ruo'an naturally said, as if he didn't see those people's surprised eyes.

Ling Tian looked at her and gave a cold hum.

He held Zhou ruo'an's delicate fingers and looked at the light red on the fingertips. All his mind fell on them.

"Do you have any problems that are hard to solve?" Zhou ruo'an asked.

After a long time of silence, someone finally moved his toes and said, "madam, let's talk about how to choose between agriculture and commerce, and how to use them to fill the national treasury."

Zhou ruo'an looks at the person who is talking, and can clearly see the malice in the other person's eyes.

If you want to see her make a fool of herself, Zhou ruo'an sighs in his heart. I'm afraid it's difficult.

Living in modern times, she has long been used to the mature agricultural and commercial tax, and the mature policies after many reforms. How can she be baffled by his first question!

Zhou ruo'an thought, the corner of his mouth slowly stirred up a smile, looking at the man's eyes is very meaningful.

The man didn't know what Zhou ruo'an was thinking. Looking at her look, he subconsciously stepped back two steps.

As the sound of footsteps rang out, he suddenly realized what he had done, and his face suddenly changed.

"It doesn't matter if the empress can't say it," he said hoarsely after licking his dry lips. "It's just that you don't want to come to the front court in the future."

"Who said I can't say it?" Zhou ruo'an said casually after looking at him. "I'm just organizing language psychologically."

"Is it difficult for you to narrate your thoughts completely without organizing language on weekdays?" Zhou ruo'an asked.

Of course not.

The man closed his mouth, and his face looked as if he had been splashed with a pool of thick ink.

Zhou ruo'an didn't care about him. He seriously thought about how to return the mature things to the time when they just appeared.

It was quiet again. Ling Tianwang kept rubbing her fingers as if she didn't know anything.

"It's hard to choose between agriculture and commerce," Zhou said. "But in terms of its importance, agriculture is more important. After all, people can think of other things only after they have enough to eat."

This word is good, the side person thinks in the heart, small range of nod.

"But if I choose, I must choose both," Zhou said. "If there is no agriculture, there will be no possibility of satiety, but if there is no business, there will be no way to exchange what I need."What Zhou ruo'an said is reasonable, but it's something that everyone knows.

The man frowned and said anxiously, "we all know this. It's better to tell her what she thinks."

Tip of the tongue gently against the upper jaw, Zhou ruo'an nodded disapprovingly, in line with the way, "I really should say my own opinion."

Say it, if it's not good, Zhou ruo'an has no reason to continue to stand here! This is what she promised before!

Although the man didn't speak, what he thought in his heart was clearly revealed on his face.

"If farmers want to live better, the best way is to reduce the agricultural tax, encourage people to open up wasteland, or even encourage people to change the crops they are used to."

Zhou ruo'an talked with great eloquence, with a twinkling light in his eyes.

Although the ministers didn't want to admit it, they had to admit that Zhou ruo'an didn't seem as incompetent as they thought.

Ling Tian looks at them and hums coldly in his heart.

"But if it is just like this, the number of farmers will increase, and the number of craftsmen and merchants will decrease greatly, which is not in line with what you said at the beginning." The man opened his mouth anxiously.

There were two thoughts in his heart, fighting constantly, as if he could never tell the outcome.

"Well," Zhou ruo'an nodded and said, "you may not believe it or even question it, but all this should be done after I have finished speaking."

Zhou ruo'an's tone was not severe, even very peaceful, but it made the man blush for a long time.

He knew that he thought he was hiding well and was deliberately seen through.

He raised his hand and wiped his face. For the first time, he lowered his head in front of Zhou ruo'an.

"I'm narrow-minded," he said.