After reincarnation, the girl traveled through thousands of worlds to make up for her mistakes

Di Muxi glanced sideways at the pink and white little ball in the palace maid's arms. It seemed that the little girl didn't like to run around much since she bumped into her, and she wouldn't go out without a palace maid holding her.

The uncontrollable body also looked over and happened to meet the little dumpling's eyes.

The little dumpling was obviously stunned for a moment, not knowing whether he recognized her or not. Then he made a big face at Mu'er, with a look of pride on his chubby little face, but no one knew what he was proud of.

"Little brat."

Di Muxi muttered something in her heart and then noticed someone quickly approaching behind her. Unfortunately, she could only feel a huge force coming from behind her as a bystander, and then watch her thin body stumble into the lake.

Then he felt the suffocation and drowning feeling in his body. After struggling for a long time, no one came to rescue him. After he struggled to get up, the first thing he looked at was Bai Yaoyao not far away.

There was still a curious look on the little dumpling's face, and it seemed that he had no idea what was going on.

It wasn't Bai Yaoyao who did it. After all, what does a two or three-year-old kid know? It was the servants who did it to please the princess. I was also young at the time, not even ten years old. In addition, the bullying I suffered after bumping into Bai Yaoyao was all in the name of Bai Yaoyao, so naturally I attributed all of this to Bai Yaoyao.

Di Muxi laughed at himself, but his favorability towards Bai Yaoyao decreased instead of increased. No matter what, the source of his difficulties was Bai Yaoyao after all.

On the other side, Bai Yaoyao was speechless after hearing Di Muxi's thoughts. This and that were not allowed. He just wanted to kill her.

The next day, Mu'er continued to catch a cold as the script developed. As the dreamer, she not only had to experience the pain of the cold, but also had to remain awake. There was no possibility of falling into a coma.

"Hey, get up, the princess wants you to come over."

When Di Muxi heard the voice, she saw a palace maid standing at the door with a look of disgust on her face. She was unwilling to even come in, as if there was something dirty in her room.

After she caught a cold, she was called away by the princess. She didn't remember the details, but she only knew that the princess also caught a cold. Needless to say, the ending was that the most precious little princess in the entire Qi country caught a cold. Her natural destination was the woodshed, and she could not even think of living in a normal house.

Still unable to control his body, Di Muxi could only watch helplessly as he was dragged down and brought in front of the pink ball after he declined using illness as an excuse.

Chapter 18: The First Dream (Fifteen chapters have been returned)

"I have caught a cold, please stay away from me, Princess."

Bai Yaoyao opened her big, twinkling eyes and looked at Mu'er, who was wearing a gray cloth, with an innocent look on her face: "What does Fenghan mean?"

"I am just ill."

Mu'er was a little impatient, but she controlled her expression well and still looked respectful.

"So how did you feel after you fell into the water? Mother always said it was dangerous there and wouldn't let me go to the lake."

"It's very dangerous, don't go."

Mu'er thought for a moment and said in a muffled voice, although she really wanted to trick the little princess into going to play in the water and falling into it, but there were so many people here, and it would be over if she just said it.

"Oh……"

The little girl's eyes rolled around, and no one knew what she was thinking. Then she pulled Mu'er to ask about her feelings, stumbling over her words. Mu'er didn't expect a two-year-old girl to speak clearly and coherently, and her head was dizzy, so she could only respond with "hmm" and "ah".

"You don't even want to pay attention to me."

The little girl pouted and said, "When you knocked me down and I hit my head against a rock, I was in pain for a whole week!"

Mu'er just sneered. At that time, she was standing there observing the male eunuchs around her. They walked very slowly. It was obvious that you had just learned to run not long ago, and you were running around everywhere all day long. It was you who deserved to bump into people.

In the end, Mu'er was sent back for her rude remarks, and the next day she was pulled up and knelt down in front of the current Queen of the Daqi Empire with a dizzy head.

"Yesterday you knew you were suffering from a cold but still went to chat with Yaoyao. Today the princess also caught a cold."

As the only girl among her fourth children, the Queen's heart almost broke when she thought of Yaoyao lying sick in bed, and she was extremely angry.

"Don't you know how to stay away?"

Mu'er knelt in front of the Queen with her frail body, her head lowered. She felt dizzy as she listened to the Queen's angry rebukes, and she had no ability to refute at all.

And Mu'er also knew that if she dared to talk back when she was helpless, the consequences would be terrible. She had already experienced this in the palace in her own country.

Even though the queen's reasons for blaming her were unreasonable and arrogant.

Di Muxi watched quietly. It was because she had knelt before countless people when she was a child that she hated the kneeling ceremony after she ascended the throne.

Needless to say, after the queen had vented her anger, Mu'er was locked up in the woodshed by a group of palace maids who were taking advantage of their power. She was seriously ill.

Looking at the queen’s arrogance, you can tell that Bai Yaoyao’s character was most likely corrupted by her mother. Like mother, like daughter.

Di Muxi felt his head becoming dizzy and suddenly clear, and he didn't want to escape from this nightmare anymore.

Although the nightmare was very torturous, she felt that it was a wake-up call for herself. After completely breaking through the gate of Qi State, she was now a little arrogant and proud. She had to polish herself up to avoid falling behind again and having no strength.

You should know that there are two major nomadic empires in the north who are eyeing the Dahuang Women's Kingdom. After all, the people of the Dahuang Women's Kingdom are not as weak as the women in other agricultural empires, and are very popular with the nomadic empires.

The empire has an army of 100,000 troops deployed on the border. At the same time, there are militias in the two provinces on the border of the two major empires. Once a war breaks out, 500,000 militarily trained soldiers can be organized at any time, but at the same time, the burden on the empire is also huge.

“There’s still a long way to go.”

At the beginning, the bloodbath in the palace was just for the throne. Only after ascending the throne would he not be bullied, forced to kneel and kowtow, or eat stale rice and get diarrhea in the middle of the night.

But later on, she realized that this supreme imperial power brought rights as well as responsibilities. If she could not lead the country to prosperity, then she, as the emperor, would only be an object of bullying and there would be no difference.

Feeling the sting of the hard wood beneath her body, her vision became increasingly blurred, but her thoughts raced faster and faster. When she opened her eyes again, what she saw was the familiar dragon bed.

His mind was unusually clear. He did not feel groggy like he had in the past after having a nightmare. Every detail of his dream was extremely clear, especially the content related to Bai Yaoyao. It was as if it was engraved in his mind. He could not forget it at all.

"Come here, send the imperial doctor!"

…………

"Your Majesty, you must be mentally disturbed and have nightmares in your mind, so you often have nightmares."

The female doctor explained slowly, writing and drawing on a booklet while constantly checking Di Muxi's eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

"So can dreams be trusted?"

Di Muxi's concern was obviously not here, but the authenticity of the dream.

"Um……"

The female doctor thought for a moment and said, "Your Majesty's nightmare is actually related to what happened in your childhood, which caused you to have a lot of anger in your heart but nowhere to vent it."

"So the dream is most likely just what Your Majesty wants it to be."

After saying this, the female doctor changed the subject again: "But if it is what Your Majesty said that it is uncontrollable, and it is as real as reality, and it is vivid in your mind, it is very likely that you are dreaming about your childhood experiences."

The female doctor put away the booklet and said calmly, "If your majesty can't see the flaw, then it's true, because if your majesty has never seen a scene, it is impossible to appear in the dream. Even if it is true, your majesty must have remembered it wrongly or forgotten it."

"Is that right?"

Di Muxi's frown relaxed slightly, and he felt that what the imperial physician said made sense. How could something that he had never seen appear in his dream? He must have seen it before.

As for such a realistic dream, perhaps it was the result of her having too many nightmares. From a certain perspective, it was a good thing?

For example, finding the person who helps her in her dream.

"Someone, call Chief Butler Hong over here."

Soon Hong Zhu hurried over. Di Muxi had already sent everyone away in advance, leaving only the two of them in the huge Kunning Palace.

"It's time to start allocating taxes according to the land area."

Hong Zhu had just sat down when she heard His Majesty talking and almost fell down.

"Are you in such a hurry?"

Hong Zhu's expression quickly became serious: "Most of our troops are gathered on the borders of the three countries, and half of them are receiving the land compensated by Qi Country and making use of it."

"Once the land tax system is implemented, the gentry and landlords across the country may rebel, and the army may not be able to suppress them."

"But time is running out."

Di Muxi said in a deep voice: "The national treasury is already in serious deficit. If we don't implement the policy of allocating taxes to each acre, we will have to increase taxes."

"Moreover, while the land tax is distributed, it can also liberate a large amount of productivity and reduce the pressure on civilians, which is a necessary prerequisite for the subsequent large-scale promotion of commercial manufacturing."

“Then let’s implement it.”

Hong Zhu sighed with relief: "It will be implemented sooner or later anyway, so why not do it sooner? I will always stand by your majesty."

Chapter 19: First Plot Point

"It's finally over, but it was a bit rushed."

Bai Yaoyao woke up slowly. She could be considered to have passed the Yi Meng Huang Liang trick for the first time. She hinted quietly several times that the murderer who bullied Mu'er was not her. She was just a little kid who just wanted to be eaten and drank. She would only play pranks when she grew up. It was Mu'er who was too sensitive.

Anyway, she was prepared to try to connect Di Muxi into her dream as long as she had the chance, erase the stains that her original body had done to Mu'er bit by bit, and pretend to be a little cutie who knew nothing.

Finally, I quietly helped Muer when she was in trouble... In short, I did whatever it took to gain favorability.

"Ok, deal."

Bai Yaoyao collected her thoughts, glanced at Lu'er who was still sleeping, then looked at the brightness of the sunlight outside the bed. It should be quite early. Di Muxi always woke up very early in the morning. Even if he was in a dream, he couldn't stop himself and had to wake up at a certain time.

"Get up early. I still need to find someone to buy me some cotton clothes."

But as soon as Bai Yaoyao tentatively crawled out of the bed, the hot temperature on her body was instantly washed away by the cold air, her hair stood on end, and all goose bumps appeared instantly.

"so cold."

In just a moment, Bai Yaoyao shrank back into the quilt. After she warmed herself up again, she separated a quilt and wrapped herself in it. She carefully stepped over Lu'er's body and got out of bed. Her warm little feet stepped into the cold cloth shoes, and the sour feeling was like stepping into two buckets of ice water.

Bai Yaoyao, who was freezing, hurried to make a fire. She took some charcoal stones from the charcoal room and put them into the hand warmer and lit them. It was very warm when she held it in her arms. If she put two incense cakes on the outer shell, it could also be used as a sachet. It could be said that she made the best use of it.

Bai Yaoyao naturally didn't have any fragrant biscuits to use now, so having a hand warmer to warm her body was very good.

After waiting for about ten minutes, when the hand warmer was completely heated up, Bai Yaoyao carefully held it in her arms. This thing could sometimes burn people, so she had to be careful.

After wrapping himself in the quilt, he went to get a few gold bars and found the guard to express his desire to buy a cotton-padded jacket.

Money makes the world go round. After spending nearly ten taels of gold, the guard was naturally very excited. After a while, he brought back several sets of thick cotton-padded clothes. However, they looked very bad, with a gray body and the fabric was the linen commonly used by civilians. However, Bai Yaoyao still felt like she had found a treasure.

Look at this bulky cotton coat, it is obviously very warm. As for whether it looks good and is in line with her identity, that is what the original body cares about. She never cares about these things.

After spending two ingots of gold worth one ounce each, the two guards helped bring the cotton coat into the bedroom. The price was extremely high.

Normally, one tael of gold is enough to exchange for more than ten to twenty taels of silver, which is enough to provide a family of three with food and clothing for a whole year, and they can also have a meat meal from time to time. But in this cold palace, it is just a fee for running errands.

Bai Yaoyao took the breakfast and sighed silently in her heart. No wonder it was said that concubines in ancient times would rather die than be sent to the cold palace. What was the difference between being sent to the cold palace and waiting to die? Even if the emperor did not give them a foot of white silk and a cup of poisoned wine, these countless flatterers would squeeze out their last value bit by bit until...

“I don’t know what will happen in the future.”

Bai Yaoyao took off her bedding and put on the gray and bulky cotton coat. Her stunning appearance was instantly suppressed. Although she still looked beautiful, she always had the temperament of a country girl.

"It's very warm."

Bai Yaoyao happily put on her cotton shoes and stuffed the hand warmer into her cotton coat. She felt warm all over and felt very comfortable.

She opened the food box and took a look. This time it was porridge, but there was also some pickled mustard, which made Bai Yaoyao quite happy. It was also good to have some extra salt to supplement it. Yesterday she saw that all the seasonings in the kitchen had been taken away.

But it is understandable. Since all kinds of seasonings can only be grown in Qi Country, they are considered expensive items in the Dahuang Women's Country and are worth a lot of money.

Salt was even more scarce, because the sea ports were too far away from Huangtiandu, and the value of transporting sea salt was even much higher than the sea salt itself. Most civilians used yellowish rock salt, and only the palace could afford the snow-white sea salt.

If I stay in the cold palace for too long, I don’t know how much gold it would cost to buy some sea salt.

The amount of porridge was still only for one person. Fortunately, Bai Yaoyao had a small stomach, so she warmed it up a little, filled herself half full, and took the rest to Lu'er.

Coincidentally, Bai Xiaolu had already woken up.

"Lu'er, have some porridge."

After Bai Yaoyao handed the bowl over, she sat on a chair beside her and began to construct her dream. In Bai Xiaolu's eyes, Her Royal Highness the Princess was in a daze.

"The princess lived a life of luxury in Qi Country, but now she suffers everywhere here..."

The more Bai Xiaolu thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. The porridge that tasted slightly sweet turned out to be sour and bitter in her mouth, and she felt weak all over.

There were rumors in the early years that the harem of the Dahuang Women's Kingdom was very chaotic. Now it is indeed true. The princess was only slightly favored, but she was framed and slandered.

On the other side, the morning court of Huang Kingdom has begun.

As soon as an official hinted by Emperor Muxi proposed to implement the land tax system, the entire court suddenly became a mess. At least 980% of the officials were opposed, and half of these 90% were extremely fierce.

This was all within expectations. Di Muxi knew that the officials in the court were basically from official families or gentry families who passed the imperial examination. There were very few who came from humble backgrounds. When it came to their own interests, most of them would stand on the interests of their own family rather than the interests of the country.

Of course, Di Muxi, who rose to fame in the military, naturally could not be resisted by mere opposition. With decades of imperial examination system, her Dahuang had nothing in abundance but too many officials. She killed one batch and replaced it with another, and used whoever was convenient for her to use.

Her only worry was the gentry families who had been entrenched in the Dahuang Kingdom and sucking blood for hundreds of years. She was really unwilling to use the army to suppress them unless it was absolutely necessary, but she also knew that mobilizing the army was the most efficient and effective way. If those wealthy gentry dared to rebel, she would confiscate their property, which would at least enrich the national treasury.

Just as Emperor Muxi officially launched his new policy and carried out nationwide reforms, Bai Yaoyao on the other side finally received the prompt of the first plot point from the system.

"Will someone poison the imperial kitchen?"