This time, Zhao Kai has left an impression on Cen Ang's mind. Whether it's good or bad, let's not talk about it for now. The key point is how many heterosexuals can make Aunt Cen remember?

The rest were all palace eunuchs.

Today is the day when the Crown Prince's subordinates report on their achievements.

Although the crown prince is just the crown prince, he can oversee the country together with his biological father. He is indeed capable, not only being the legitimate son of the empress, but also being proficient in both literature and martial arts.

How could the emperor not covet it?

This is the eldest son raised by following the book.

The ministers arrived at the Crown Prince's palace early, while the Crown Prince and Crown Princess went to pay their respects to their parents and would not return for a while.

They were naturally received by Cen Ang and Hua Luan.

"Please wait a moment, gentlemen, while the Crown Prince returns to discuss important matters with you."

"Thank you for your help, Aunt Hua."

The girl nodded slightly in greeting and then withdrew.

She was mainly responsible for receiving guests, while Cen Ang was responsible for serving them.

Hua Luan is better at making polite remarks.

The cold-faced young woman, accompanied by her maid, served tea to the esteemed officials, offering pointers to any palace maids who were not performing their duties properly.

Today, the members of the Hanlin Academy have also come, and Zhao Kai happens to be here watching her, his eyes fixed on her with keen observation.

The boss next to him was so startled that he was stunned.

no,

Are kids these days all so fond of challenges?

So, your main focus is on seeking thrills, right?

"Editor Zhao, have some tea," Cen Ang said as he walked over to him.

The unspoken message is: stop looking, or your boss will want to jump up and slap you.

Zhao Kai didn't even notice; he was grinning from ear to ear, clearly enjoying himself.

"Thank you, Aunt Cen."

When it was time to take over, the third-ranked scholar stood up, took the food with both hands, and all the civil officials looked at him.

The head of the Hanlin Academy was a little worried. He was afraid of the worst-case scenario. This new third-place scholar was good-looking and talented. What if Cen Ang also took a liking to him?

Putting everything else aside, from now on, the Hanlin Academy will be able to do whatever they want in this palace.

Thinking about it that way, it's not bad, hehe.

But from then on, everything the Hanlin Academy did became transparent; even if someone wanted to take a nap while working, Cen Ang would know.

"General, I'm sorry, it's my fault for being clumsy."

On the military side, the sound of a teacup shattering rang out. Cen Ang didn't even need to look up to know that someone must have caused trouble.

"Everyone outside knows that I have a bad temper, how can you, a little palace maid, be so careless in your work?"

Aunt Cen didn't speak, but instead glanced at the palace maid next to her, who shook her head.

The palace maids who are standing here serving the Crown Prince's close ministers are all handy and carefully selected; it is absolutely impossible for them to break a cup.

She's not some newly arrived maid.

So Cen Ang used his eyes to ask the palace maid beside the general what was going on.

Seeing the palace maid shake her head, Cen Ang knew that it wasn't the maid's fault. It was most likely that the general had knocked over the teacup with his large, sweeping movements and was too embarrassed to admit it.

Military generals are known for their bad tempers, but they are also very capable. The problem is that their tempers are just as bad as their abilities.

The palace maids were already kneeling and admitting their mistakes; they were servants, and even if they were right, they couldn't explain themselves.

“If this were in my manor, you would have been beaten to death by now.”

The military officer looked at Cen Ang, wanting her to give him an explanation.

The cold-faced girl frowned and looked back at him. "He's already knelt down and apologized to you, what more do you want?"

"Aunt Cen?" the military officer called out.

"Unfortunately, this is not your general's mansion, but the Crown Prince's palace. The one kneeling down to apologize to you is the Crown Prince's servant!"

"you……"

"General, to put it bluntly, aren't you also a servant of the imperial family? How are you any different from her?"

The military officer was somewhat angered, but because he was in the Crown Prince's palace, he couldn't say anything.

That's why people who have been on the battlefield aren't afraid of Cen Ang; her aura is so powerful that even looking at her from behind makes it hard to breathe.

“Even if we are servants of the imperial family, we are different from women like you. You can only do some minor tasks of serving others in the palace, but we are willing to shed our blood and give our lives for the Great Yan.”

Cen Ang pulled the kneeling palace maid to her feet. As the girl stood up, tears welled in her eyes, and she whispered to Cen Ang:

"I'm sorry, Auntie, I've caused you trouble."

The cold-faced girl didn't speak, but simply patted her shoulder gently as a gesture of comfort.

The one who said this was a civil official, a civil official who had disliked Cen Ang for a long time.

One was a civil servant who looked down on women in power.

Just as Aunt Cen was about to erupt in anger, Hua Luan also came out from the back room, ready for the two of them to join in the cursing. However, at that moment, Zhao Kai stood up and argued with the man:

"Absurd! Men can become officials and generals; this is a right they are granted. If women could take the imperial examinations, the number of outstanding women would certainly be no less than that of men."

"Putting that aside, if you look down on such trivial matters of serving others so much, then when you go home, don't let your wife serve you. From now on, in the Crown Prince's residence, you should pour your own tea."

The civil official, whose argument was refuted, immediately replied:

"Men earn money to support their families so that women are not troubled by life. It is their duty to serve others. If they can't even do small things like serving tea and water well, they might as well find a place to hang themselves."

The more he said those words, the more outrageous they became, and Cen Ang's brows furrowed even more deeply.

"I don't think you've done a very good job as an official. In the memorials of the Hanlin Academy, you're always listed as someone who can't collect taxes. In that case, you should just resign and find a place to be buried. Living is just a waste of food."

Zhao Kai was, after all, a third-place scholar in the imperial examinations, and in terms of eloquence, he was someone who could make the emperor's blood boil in the main hall.

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