Chapter 13: Goddess Descends

Facing Liu Che's heartbroken condemnation, Liu Li had no choice but to secretly pull a clean facial tissue from her bosom and hand it to him, as if performing a magic trick.

"Father Emperor, look, isn't there more?"

Liu Che carefully took this paper, which was as thin as a cicada's wing and as white as snow, and marveled at it in his heart. He had lived for more than twenty years and had never seen such paper; it was simply like a miracle.

But after the amazement, a trace of doubt inevitably arose in Liu Che's heart. How could Liu Li have paper that even he, the Son of Heaven, had never seen?

She was only five years old this year.

Thinking back to his daughter's previous performance, the seed of suspicion in Liu Che's heart grew larger and larger. He spread the facial tissue on the soft couch and asked calmly: "Where did you get this paper?" As he spoke, the sharp aura of a superior gradually appeared on him, putting a certain amount of pressure on Liu Li.

Liu Li quietly swallowed her saliva. How could she not hear the deep meaning in Liu Che's words? In fact, this piece of paper could be considered something she had deliberately taken out for Liu Che.

After all, since she possessed the system as a golden finger, it would be inevitable to take out more strange things for this era in the future.

As her parents in this era, Liu Che and Chen Ajiao would inevitably know about the things she took out. A Jiao was fine; she knew her background and was willing to accept her.

But Liu Li knew clearly that she absolutely could not be as frank with Liu Che as she was with A Jiao, after all, Liu Che's favorability toward her was still in the single digits.

What's more, he was the Han Emperor.

If he thought her existence would threaten his status in the empire, then her life would definitely be in danger. The Han Emperor had no concept of blood kinship when it came to his children.

Liu Li wouldn't be narcissistic enough to think that after only spending one day with Liu Che, she could occupy a very important position in his heart.

Thinking of this, Liu Li sat upright in front of Liu Che and looked at him obediently, "Father Emperor."

Liu Che raised his eyebrows: "What?"

"Actually, this paper was bestowed upon me by a Goddess." She showed a very pious appearance and began to explain her connection with the Goddess. "After A Li fell into the water and fell into a coma due to a high fever, I felt dazed and felt like I had gone to heaven, where I met a Goddess. The Goddess not only cured my simple-mindedness but also restored my legs to normal, and later she gave me this precious paper."

People in the Western Han Dynasty believed in ghosts and gods, especially since Liu Che was obsessed with cultivation and immortality in his later years, so if she said this, he should believe it.

Liu Che: "..."

The Xuanshi Hall was quiet. After hearing the Goddess story from his daughter, Liu Che didn't speak for a long time, just looking down at the paper on the soft couch.

Such an atmosphere made Liu Li's mood gradually uneasy. After all, the Goddess story she had made up was really a bit far-fetched; a normal person shouldn't believe it.

So should she redeem something else to show Liu Che to increase the credibility of her words?

Just when Liu Li was secretly struggling, Liu Che suddenly said: "Why did the Goddess find you and not me? I am the Son of Heaven."

The so-called Son of Heaven is the son of Heaven.

Liu Li was stunned: "Huh?" What kind of strange question was this?

She had thought Liu Che would question her words, but she didn't expect things to develop in a strange direction. Was this the thinking of an emperor?

But looking at it this way, Liu Che seemed to believe what she said.

Liu Li pursed her lips and said sincerely: "Probably because A Li used her true heart."

Liu Che looked suspicious: "Can you do it with a true heart?"

"Yes." Liu Li nodded, holding back her laughter: "Father Emperor, don't worry. If the Goddess gives A Li something again in the future, A Li will definitely tell Father Emperor the first time."

Goddess = her system.

Liu Li wanted to give herself a thumbs up for her cleverness.

Hearing her daughter say this, Liu Che nodded with satisfaction: "That's good." He paused and asked again: "Regarding the Yellow River breach..."

Liu Li answered quickly: "Father Emperor, the Yellow River breach is definitely not Heaven's Will; it belongs to a natural disaster. But the Goddess instructed my

daughter that we must solve the Yellow River flood problem and save the disaster-stricken people."

In fact, Liu Li herself didn't have any grand ambitions. In the modern era, she was just an ordinary corporate slave.

Even if she was lucky enough to transmigrate through time and become a princess in the feudal era, she couldn't do anything to change this era. The ancients treated life like grass, but she couldn't do that. As a modern person, she just wanted to do her best to save the people who were suffering because of natural disasters.

Since the Han Emperor believed in gods, she would make good use of this "Goddess," and perhaps things would be more convenient.

"I see. If the Yellow River flood is solved, will the Goddess appear to see me?" Liu Che said confidently.

Liu Li: "..." Hey, hey, hey, when did I say the Goddess would appear?

At this time, she definitely couldn't say that the Goddess wouldn't appear to dampen Liu Che's enthusiasm, so she could only wait until the Yellow River flood was solved before finding an excuse.

A Jiao returned to the Xuanshi Hall from the Changle Palace. Her mood seemed very good. Under Liu Che's questioning gaze, she first took a sip of tea before telling him everything that had happened in the Changle Palace.

After finishing, she didn't forget to complain: "Liu Che, I think your uncle is really not very good. I heard that his mansion in Chang'an is very luxurious, and there are countless treasures in the mansion. I only asked him to donate ten thousand shi of grain to help the disaster-stricken people, and he started crying poor to me. I heard that his harvest this year is more than ten thousand shi, what is he poor about?"

Liu Che naturally knew what kind of person his uncle was, but his uncle was the one who supported him when he was at his most difficult, and there was also the Empress Dowager. So he usually turned a blind eye to some of his uncle's behavior.

Liu Che raised his eyebrows and said: "Of course, disaster relief cannot be funded by Uncle alone."

Liu Li raised her little hand and said: "I know, I know, we can also mobilize other officials in Chang'an, especially the princes and nobles who have fiefs." Perhaps there was no such thing as fundraising in this era, so let's start now.

Liu Che praised: "A Li is so smart."

"But Father Emperor, fundraising must not be mandatory; it must be voluntary, otherwise it will cause dissatisfaction." Liu Li reminded.

In the modern era, people donate spontaneously because they have patriotism in their hearts. But this is the ancient era. In the eyes of these nobles, the lives of ordinary people are like grass, so how could they easily take out money to help?

A Jiao raised her head slightly and said: "If someone takes the lead, it should be different, right?" She said: "I summoned Mother to the palace to persuade her to take the lead in donating a sum of money, and then publicize it for her. This way, other ministers should follow suit."

Liu Che looked at A Jiao. He didn't expect that A Jiao would be willing to persuade her aunt to be the first to donate at this time.

Feeling Liu Che's gaze, A Jiao curled her lips: "I want to persuade Mother to donate money not for you, but for the people of those sixteen commanderies."

"Mm, I know." Liu Che curled his lips and responded lightly.

Liu Li looked at the two of them, inexplicably feeling that the atmosphere between them was strange. She could vaguely feel that Liu Che had a little bit of affection for A Jiao.

So in the space-time of history, what exactly happened that made Liu Che decide to depose A Jiao?

Could it really be because of witchcraft?

Unable to figure out the emotional entanglement between the adults for the time being, Liu Che asked A Jiao to issue an edict to summon the Inner Court officials who usually discussed politics with him to discuss the disaster relief plan he had previously drafted.

"I discuss with them?" A Jiao was somewhat unwilling. First, she had no experience in this area, and second, she was afraid of being exposed.

Liu Che nodded: "Don't worry, I am by your side, just do as I say." Before he and A Jiao swapped back, this was the only way for now.

A Jiao paused and suddenly asked meaningfully: "Is this... considered interfering in politics?"

This question made the Xuanshi Hall fall into silence again, and even Liu Li couldn't help but slow her breathing. My dear mother, why do you dare to say anything?!

In the early Western Han Dynasty, there was an Empress Dowager Lu who held political

power and ruled from behind the curtain. Later, there was an Empress Dowager Dou, who was also in a high position. So in his later years, in order to prevent the Han Dynasty from having another powerful Empress Dowager, after conferring the title of Crown Prince on his youngest son, Liu Fuling, the Han Emperor also issued an edict to force the Crown Prince's mother to die.

This was also the famous event of killing the mother and establishing the son in history.

And now Liu Che had become A Jiao, from the Son of Heaven to the Empress. He was wearing A Jiao's identity and had to handle state affairs with A Jiao. But in the eyes of other ministers, wasn't this the Empress interfering in politics?

If A Jiao had more ambition and took advantage of the time when she became the Son of Heaven to promote people from the Dou and Chen families again... even if they swapped back in the future, these powers would probably not be taken back for a while.

Liu Che raised his eyebrows, reached out to climb onto A Jiao's shoulder, stared at the handsome face that belonged to him, and whispered in her ear: "We have even swapped bodies, do we still need to distinguish between you and me? Mine is yours, this is what Sister A Jiao said herself, I still remember it to this day."

However, when A Jiao heard this sentence again, she only felt it was harsh.

When she said this, she was full of joy and expectation to marry her Crown Prince cousin. She thought that once they became husband and wife, they would no longer be divided, and they would share honor and disgrace together. In her eyes, he was never the Son of Heaven, but her husband, the man she loved most.

Later, after being abandoned by him, she realized how ridiculous she was at that time.

He was the Emperor, the Son of Heaven, how could he be her husband alone? Only the stupid self at that time would really think that everything belonging to Liu Che was Chen Ajiao's.

Liu Che was never a good man.

She reached out and pushed away the Liu Che who was leaning over, met the face that belonged to her, helplessly restrained her temper, and only muttered: "Daughter is watching, be serious."

Liu Che turned his eyes to look at Liu Li on the side, his eyes carrying a trace of charm.

Little Liu Li very sensibly reached out her little hand to cover her eyes: "I didn't see anything, hehe." **Chapter 14: River Snail Rice Noodles**