Father, who is both a heir and a descendant, is still biased; the bound system has gone berserk.

However, the common people were clearly not swayed by Mingluan.

Not only were they not provoked by Mingluan, but they also stared at her with intense anger, their eyes filled with hatred and murderous intent.

Mingluan sensed their anger and couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

But she hated Ying Yufu to the core.

If it weren't for Ying Yufu, she wouldn't have been disfigured and lost an eye.

Ying Yufu ruined her!

God knows how devastated and resentful she was when she woke up and remembered what had happened to her.

She was a princess, the daughter of the empress.

Now he has fallen so low as to be disfigured and has lost an eye.

Even though she was physically weak, she couldn't suppress her hatred and went out to find Ying Yufu.

Unexpectedly, Ying Yufu was impersonating a goddess and helping the Crown Prince promote the new grain variety.

Ah, she will never let them succeed.

But she never expected that these lowly people would not believe her!

"You lowly people, what goddess is there in this world?"

Ying Yufu was just conspiring with the Crown Prince to fool you into trying out new grain varieties.

When you have nothing to show for it next year, it will be too late for you to regret it…

Ying Yufu ignored Ming Luan's words, looked at the crowd of people with gentle eyes, and said, "I will now bring snow to this land."

Initially, Ying Yufu had considered buying a rain shower.

However, Xiao Dian said that there was plenty of water upstream and there was a risk of flooding, so she gave up the idea.

It's better to have snow than rain.

"Ha, how ridiculous, Ying Yufu, you actually tried to deceive these lowly people into believing that it would snow in order to impersonate a goddess!"

"Look at the sky! There's absolutely no chance of it snowing."

Everyone looked up at the sky; the weather was very clear.

The earth was cracked.

The people, dressed in thin clothes, stood in the cold wind under the clear sky. They seemed to no longer feel the cold. Their faces, weathered by wind and cold, were full of hope and longing.

[Xiao Dian, purchase a snowfall, covering the entire Huizhou area and areas south of Huizhou, lasting for two hours.]

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have successfully purchased a snowfall that will not harm the disaster victims. The snowfall will cover the entire area south of Huizhou and last for two hours. The system has deducted 1000 points, and your current balance is 9786 points!]

Ying Yufu was stunned.

【Little Madman, is it really that expensive?】

She never expected that a snowfall could be so expensive.

[Host, of course, products that alter nature are expensive.]

Besides, the snow you want is the cleanest snow that won't freeze you to death.

"These snowflakes, once they fall to the ground, will nourish the earth and bring life to the parched land," Xiao Dian said matter-of-factly.

Although Ying Yufu felt the pinch, she accepted it.

The next moment, a seven-colored rainbow suddenly appeared in the clear sky. Whether it was people's imagination or not, they suddenly felt that the cold and dry air had become warm and moist.

A silent snowflake suddenly drifted down and landed on the nose of a ragged seven or eight-year-old child.

The child paused, as if realizing something. He raised his dark hand and carefully touched the tip of his nose. The next moment, a cool sensation washed over his fingertips.

He moved his hand away and saw a snowflake melting into water on his fingertip.

His pupils dilated slightly, and almost subconsciously, he tenderly sucked his finger in his mouth, savoring the sweetness of the snowflake.

Meanwhile, a second, a third, and countless other snowflakes fell on his face.

"It's snowing!"

"The Goddess has truly bestowed upon us auspicious snow!"

The people were in an uproar.

They tilted their heads back, raised their hands, and opened their mouths wide to catch the falling snowflakes.

If it were normal snow, it might bring devastating disaster to these people who are already poorly clothed and hungry.

But this snow is not only edible, it melts as soon as it hits the ground and seeps into the soil.

Next year, this place will surely be lush with greenery and filled with birdsong.

The bandits and imperial guards on both sides looked at Ying Yufu with astonishment.

Could she really be a goddess?

Princess Mingluan was the one who found it most unacceptable.

She originally intended to expose Ying Yufu.

But she never expected that Ying Yufu would actually bring snow, and it would be a snow that was unlike any other.

Her eyes were filled with disbelief. "This can't be, this can't be..."

She murmured to herself, and at that moment, two imperial guards stepped forward, lifted her up, and dragged her away.

Ying Yufu remained silent, letting the people revel in their joy.

Finally, she discovered that not only the common people, but also the bandits were cheering.

"It's snowing! It's really snowing! Heavens above, goddesses above, does this mean I can go back to farming next year?"

The lean, middle-aged man grinned like a fool, raising his hands and spinning around happily.

The dark-skinned man was taken aback and asked, "Didn't you say farming is a dead-end job?"

The lean, middle-aged man slapped the dark-faced man again, saying, "When did I ever say such a thing?"

The dark-skinned middle-aged man: "..."

Ying Yufu and the Crown Prince looked at the bandits, their eyes filled with smiles.

The people cheered for about half an hour. Finally, they were exhausted. Tears mixed with snowflakes washed away the dirt on their faces, leaving streaks in the ditch.

"Please be quiet for a moment. The snow will continue to fall for two hours, so please don't worry."

When Ying Yufu spoke, the crowd immediately fell silent.

Even those bandits were staring longingly at Ying Yufu.

Ying Yufu said, "As everyone already knows, I am still the head of the Mu family."

As the head of the Mu family, I will distribute a set of cotton-padded clothes to each of you.

"From today onwards, the Crown Prince and I will open the granaries and distribute food to you. Please line up and register to receive your food."

The people were stunned. Their lips trembled, they wept uncontrollably, and they knelt down once more.

Ying Yufu said, "But this is far from enough. Everyone, stand up and listen to what His Highness the Crown Prince has to say."

The people worshipped Ying Yufu devoutly, and upon hearing her words, they helped each other to their feet.

The Crown Prince stepped forward and said, "I know that your fields and houses have been destroyed. Starting tomorrow, I will distribute money to you to rebuild your houses."

Moreover, those who wished to return to their hometowns built houses and cultivated land there, while those who did not wish to return settled down here and built houses and cultivated land in the same way.

Moreover, the land you cultivate will be your permanent property.

But you must use half of your land to grow the new grain seeds that the Goddess has given you.

In the first year, all taxes are waived.

For the next three years, taxes will be halved.

"The above applies to all citizens of Yuzhou, including... some bandits who wish to return home. I will not hold them accountable and will treat them all equally."

As for the few bandits who stubbornly resist, they shall be punished for treason.

The bandits were startled.

They want to farm! Farm! They don't want to be arrested for treason.

The crown prince glanced at their reactions and was satisfied.

"I believe that we are all ordinary people, and we became bandits just to survive. I am giving you a chance to start over, and I hope you will not disappoint me or the Goddess."

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

A moment later, the dark-faced middle-aged man rushed forward for the first time and asked cautiously, "Your Highness, is it true?"

Can we really go back to farming again?

The crown prince looked at him and smiled gently: "It's true, I never lied."

The dark-faced man blushed instantly. "Oh my, His Highness the Crown Prince is so handsome!"

Only someone as divine as her could be worthy of the goddess.

Snowflakes danced in the air, and a seven-colored rainbow cast a warm glow, painting the scene with auspicious colors.

The feint to the east and the attack to the west have already begun to call for people to prepare to open the granaries and distribute the grain.

They had only recently discovered that Yuan Liangyi's mansion contained a large amount of grain and cotton clothing.

There are plenty of cotton-padded coats, but Yuzhou has a large population, and one coat per person is not enough. Ying Yufu will need the Mu family to help her.

On an open space not far away, Rong Qing and Su Jinyu stood side by side.

A trace of surprise remained on their faces from the heavy snowfall.

"Brother Rong, where do you think this heavy snow came from? Is it truly sent down by Ying Yufu?"

Su Jinyu stared intently at Ying Yufu and the Crown Prince.