Transmigrating into a book, seducing him to rise to power

In Jinzhou, the sun blazes high, distorting the sky with its intense heat.

The parched earth gaped open, lamenting the cruelty of the drought.

The fields, which should be rolling with golden waves of wheat, are now barren and yield no harvest.

Jun Yihuan had been in Jinzhou for several days. Gazing at the desolate scene, he felt a heavy weight pressing down on his heart, as if a thousand pounds of lead were pressing down on it.

He had always lived a life of luxury in the palace, but the people of Jinzhou before him were all ragged, emaciated, and struggling under the torment of famine.

Jun Yihuan's youthful yet resolute face was tense at this moment, his brows furrowed tightly, his heart filled with both worry and anger.

Jinzhou was originally one of the most prosperous cities in the dynasty, but when the drought first struck, some merchants in Jinzhou were blinded by greed and colluded with powerful families and officials to hoard grain and speculate on prices.

They spread rumors and created panic, tightly controlling the flow of food.

They even went so far as to obstruct the normal import of grain from other regions, causing grain prices in Jinzhou to remain high and making the people suffer greatly.

What's even more outrageous is that the grain originally allocated by the Emperor to Jinzhou for disaster relief was embezzled and pocketed by some greedy and shameless officials in Jinzhou!

Jun Yihuan, dressed in simple clothes, stood on this desolate land, his eyes showing no sign of retreat or fear.

Jinzhou must be thoroughly rectified to restore justice to the people.

"Your Highness, the plague is spreading among the refugees, and the situation is critical!" A subordinate rushed in to report, looking panicked.

Upon hearing this, Jun Yihuan did not hesitate at all. He suddenly raised his head, his eyes blazing, and although his voice still carried a hint of immaturity, it was firm and resolute.

"Gather all medical professionals, set up medical tents, move all patients there, and quickly isolate them."

"Set up checkpoints and restrict large-scale movement of people to prevent the spread of the disease to other towns." He spoke very quickly, each word ringing out.

"Immediately post notices and send people to spread knowledge about the prevention and response to the epidemic among the public."

"..."

Jun Yihuan issued orders in an orderly manner.

The subordinate took the prince's token and hurriedly withdrew to make the arrangements.

Xiao Jingzhi, the official in charge of the Ministry of Works, stayed by the Crown Prince's side the whole time. Seeing the Crown Prince's decisive appearance, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes at first, and then a look of admiration gradually appeared. It was as if he saw the shadow of His Majesty in the court in the Crown Prince.

"Lord Xiao, history books record many droughts, and the government has long had various measures to deal with them, but Jinzhou has become so severely affected."

Jun Yihuan's expression was solemn, and his tightly pursed lips revealed his inner anger.

Xiao Jingzhi's brows furrowed tightly, his expression equally grave. "Does Your Highness believe that the officials in Jinzhou are corrupt and incompetent?"

Jun Yihuan nodded without hesitation, his chin slightly raised, his eyes full of determination.

If the granaries had been opened in time, or if officials had organized merchants to provide relief to the disaster victims, the situation would not be so dire now. It can only be attributed to the corrupt officials in Jinzhou who protect each other and are rotten to the core.

"The officials in Jinzhou are failing in their duties. Your humble servant will immediately submit a memorial to the court," Xiao Jingzhi said, clasping his hands in a fist salute.

"No, the two most important things in Jinzhou right now are solving the famine and solving the water problem."

Jun Yihuan raised his hand, waved it, and said with a serious expression.

"Lord Xiao, first use the name of this court to pressure the governor and officials of Jinzhou, and find a way to get them to produce grain. Ideally, you should get those officials who are in cahoots with the wealthy families of Jinzhou to take more grain from those wealthy families to relieve the people."

"As for the water source, we still need to send soldiers to dig deep wells and find the source of the water. However, these are not long-term solutions. The most important reason why Father sent you here this time is probably to build an irrigation canal to divert water to Jinzhou..."

Jun Yihuan put his hands behind his back and looked into the distance.

"If we hold the officials accountable now, it will only create more chaos. The more afraid they are, the more they will try to make amends."

As Xiao Jingzhi listened to the Crown Prince's comprehensive instructions and arrangements, layers of surprise welled up in his heart. After a moment of stunned silence, he finally came to his senses.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will take care of it immediately." Xiao Jingzhi bowed and turned to leave.

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Jun Yihuan has been in Jinzhou for more than a month. Although the food supply is not abundant, it is enough to ensure that all the people have a meal every day, thus avoiding the tragedy of fleeing famine or even cannibalism.

The epidemic has been brought under control to a certain extent, and everything is developing in a positive direction.

However, Jun Yihuan never expected that someone would secretly attempt to assassinate him, using a variety of methods.

Some openly hired assassins to carry out the attack, while others bribed his servants in an attempt to expose him to the source of the plague...

Jun Yihuan naturally turned the tables on him. Since Jinzhou had been completely sealed off due to the drought, he deliberately did not send any messages to the capital, causing those behind him to mistakenly believe that he was infected with the plague and was on the verge of death.

As expected, by luring the enemy deeper and deeper, the person behind the scenes finally stopped hiding and openly sent people to Jinzhou to investigate his situation.

Jun Yihuan naturally pretended to be terminally ill.

The people behind the scenes became increasingly rampant, and Jun Yihuan finally caught them red-handed. After making inquiries from various sources, he discovered that it was the Yan family who were behind it.

After that, Jun Yihuan secretly communicated with his people in the capital, secretly collecting various pieces of evidence left behind by the Yan family in Jinzhou, while also having people in the capital monitor the Yan family's every move.

Finally, in the third month of Jun Yihuan's stay in Jinzhou, he not only properly settled the people of Jinzhou, but also collected all the evidence of the Yan family's corruption, secret profiteering, and even their assassination attempt on him in Jinzhou.

Another month passed, and Jun Yihuan finally returned to the capital amidst everyone's eager anticipation.

The atmosphere in the imperial court was solemn and dignified.

Those old ministers who had judged Jun Yihuan's abilities by his age and who had been full of doubt and contempt for him now had complex expressions, whispering among themselves and marveling at how formidable the younger generation was.

Some of the veteran officials looked on incredulously, muttering to themselves, "The Crown Prince's abilities are truly unexpected!"

Other senior officials stroked their beards, nodded slightly, and showed admiration in their eyes.

General Wei was very pleased, as he had watched the eldest prince grow up.

Jun Yihuan walked to the center of the court, his gaze calm and confident.

He respectfully presented with both hands a series of irrefutable evidences, including that the Yan family and Jinzhou officials had formed cliques for personal gain and obstructed drought relief efforts.

"Father, I have successfully fulfilled my mission, securing a livelihood for the people of Jinzhou and exposing the treacherous officials for the court!" Jun Yihuan's firm voice echoed throughout the court.

"good!"

Jun Zechen sat upright on the dragon throne, looking at Jun Yihuan with a proud gaze, his eyes full of satisfaction and approval.

Jun Yihuan never disappoints him and Yao Yao.

After leaving the court, Jun Yihuan didn't even have time to change out of his court robes before heading straight for Kunning Palace.

He walked hurriedly, his expression anxious, his heart filled with worry for his mother.

Upon returning, Jun Yihuan was taken aback to hear that his mother was pregnant. Then he was overjoyed and delighted. But then he heard that his mother had gone through a miscarriage when she was a little over a month pregnant because she was worried about his situation in Jinzhou.

Jun Yihuan was filled with worry and self-blame.

At this moment, all he could think about was seeing his mother as soon as possible, eager to tell her that he had succeeded and that she would no longer have to worry about him.

When Jun Yihuan arrived at Kunning Palace, Su Jingyao was sitting upright on the couch, her eyes gentle and focused, waiting for his arrival.

She is now almost five months pregnant, and her belly is very prominent.

"Your subject greets Your Majesty."

Jun Yihuan bowed respectfully, his voice tinged with excitement.

Su Jingyao carefully examined her son, whom she hadn't seen for several months. He had become much darker and thinner, but had grown quite a bit taller.

"Come here, stars."

Su Jingyao was pregnant and unable to move easily, so she could only reach out her hand and call out to him softly.

Jun Yihuan quickly stepped forward, and Su Jingyao held his hand tightly, her eyes full of concern: "Are you scared going to Jinzhou this time?"

Su Jingyao is indeed selfish. She wants to become the Empress Dowager, so both Jun Zechen and Jun Yihuan are stepping stones for her to rise. She loves them, but she loves herself even more.

The last time I argued with Jun Zechen, the conflict between the two of them was about stars, but it wasn't really.

Jun Zechen hopes that Xingxing will become an emperor even more outstanding than himself, even if the journey is fraught with danger, even if Xingxing's life may be hanging by a thread, it is all something he should experience.

However, Su Jingyao thought that Xingxing could undergo the test of being an emperor, but not at the cost of his life. Not all wise rulers in history had to go through life and death.

Fortunately, Jun Zechen understood her, and Su Jingyao also understood Jun Zechen's insistence as emperor, but understanding did not mean she accepted it.

If even a star gets infected with the epidemic in Jinzhou, and given that Jinzhou doesn't have the same level of medical expertise and environment as the imperial palace, an accident could easily lead to death. How could Su Jingyao possibly accept that?

"Mother, I have caused you worry this time."

Jun Yihuan lowered his head, his voice filled with remorse.

"It's alright. As long as Xingxing returns safely, Mother will be very happy and gratified."

Her son is growing up step by step in the way she hoped, and one day the star will become the shining Purple Star.

"Mother, please don't be angry with Father. I will not have any complaints about the arrangements Father has made for me. In fact, I am full of enthusiasm. My ambition is no less than Mother's. I will grow to be even more powerful than Father."

Jun Yihuan raised his head, looking firmly at Su Jingyao, his tone full of confidence and determination.

Looking at the spirited young boy in front of her, Su Jingyao's smile grew even brighter, her eyes filled with pride.

He truly is her son.

Jun Yihuan always knew his father and mother's expectations of him. He never felt that it was oppressive or heavy. On the contrary, he felt that it was the motivation to move forward.

I will only do better than they expect.

Under the Emperor's rule, the dynasty was already in a golden age, and Jun Yihuan firmly believed that it would be even better under his rule!