After the banquet, the ladies went on a shopping spree.
Jing Le made a fortune.
Emperor Jing has been somewhat unhappy lately. Although Jing Le gave him all the money he earned, even if it wasn't for him,
It was also given to the Ministry of War.
He secretly said he should be happy, and he used to be happy, but lately he hasn't been so.
Jing Le sent clothes to all the concubines and princesses, but his father, the emperor, did not.
At this moment, Jing Le ran over and said, "Father, I have a gift for you."
A gift? What gift?
Emperor Jing picked up Jing Le and asked with a smile, "Oh? What's the gift?"
"Hey, Eleven, bring the stuff up here."
As soon as Jing Le finished speaking, Eleven walked in carrying a box.
"This is?"
Emperor Jing was filled with doubt.
Jing Le opened the wooden box, and a cloak covered in black fox fur appeared before her eyes.
"Father, give it a try. This was made by a black fox that I finally found."
This black fox has a thousand years of cultivation; if it hadn't taken a life, I wouldn't have bothered dealing with it.
[Perfect for making a cloak for my father; adding some inscriptions will make it even more formidable against demonic beasts.]
Emperor Jing heard Jing Le's heartfelt words clearly, and at this moment, how could he still be unhappy?
My heart felt as sweet as if it were soaked in honey.
"Thank you, Lele. Father Emperor likes it very much."
Emperor Jing put down Jing Le, reached out and took the cloak, shook it, and the dark gold fabric shimmered in the sunlight.
Combined with Emperor Jing's aura of authority, it was simply overwhelmingly domineering.
"(⊙o⊙) Wow, Father is so handsome and domineering. No wonder he has Mother and Aunts so infatuated with him."
Jing Le directly showered Emperor Jing with compliments.
This made Emperor Jing, the eleventh prince, and Eunuch Xu, who was waiting nearby, unable to suppress their laughter.
Before long, the princes found out and looked at Jing Le with resentful eyes during court sessions.
They were all summoned by Emperor Jing to admire the cloaks that Jing Le had given them, and it was said that they were made from the fur of a thousand-year-old black fox.
In the end, Jing Le had no choice but to say that they should find the fur themselves and draw some inscriptions themselves.
Days passed by one after another.
The general, who is thousands of miles away, is already leading his troops and is about to arrive in the capital.
Finally, on the 20th of the twelfth lunar month, we arrived in the capital.
Apart from the members who went to the palace to meet the emperor, everyone else was stationed outside the city.
The Golden Palace.
"This old minister pays his respects to Your Majesty. Long live the Emperor!"
General Gong and several of his deputies knelt on the ground.
Among them were Jing Le's second maternal uncle and his eldest, second, and third cousins.
"Rise, General. You must be tired from your journey. Have a good New Year in the capital this year."
Emperor Jing spoke, and Jing Le, who was beside him, looked at the old man in the hall and his eyes lit up.
[This is my maternal grandfather. He's indeed vigorous for his age, and he looks decisive and ruthless. He's got both a fierce aura and a kind heart. Not bad at all.]
The members of the Gong family below the stage were all surprised and exchanged glances.
They just heard a child's voice calling for grandfather/father/maternal grandfather?!
Who is it?
"Your humble servant obeys the decree."
"Your humble servant obeys the decree."
The group looked up and saw a little girl sitting naturally next to Emperor Jing, staring at them with wide eyes.
Curiosity can't be hidden.
Wow, my uncles and cousins are all so handsome and dashing; no wonder they're soldiers.
Jing Le was internally ranting.
Emperor Jing: Lele, your father is not bad-looking either.
The members of the Gong family were now certain that the one speaking was the little girl on the dragon throne.
What shocked the Gong family the most was how she addressed her own side of the family: maternal grandfather, uncle, and cousin.
Only the children of the Imperial Concubine could be addressed in this way, and the only one who could be matched with the little girl was the most favored princess of the time.
Princess Anle, Jingle.
They knew Jing Le was favored, but they never expected her to be so favored that she was brought to court.
However, when they thought about what Jing Le had done, they couldn't help but soften their hearts.
They all looked at Jing Le with loving eyes.
He then reported on official business.
[Oh, look how dedicated Grandpa's family is! They're practically the guardian deities of the Great Yong Dynasty. With Father in charge of internal affairs and Princesses on the outside, the Great Yong Dynasty is invincible.]
While Emperor Jing and his palace staff discussed official business, they also listened attentively to Jing Le's innermost thoughts.
They all nodded in agreement upon hearing this.
However, the Gong family was still somewhat wary, after all, they had always been like birds that have been put away after being used up, and their position was already too high.
What they feared most was something the emperor disliked.
Hopefully, the person above won't...
[In my previous life, if my mother hadn't been framed and my father hadn't been controlled, my maternal grandfather's family would never have met with this misfortune.]
Thankfully, everything has changed in this life. My mother, third brother, father, and all my older brothers and sisters are safe and sound, and my maternal grandfather's family will be safe too.
Jing Le revealed too much, and Emperor Jing already knew it, so it's not surprising.
Although the Gong family didn't quite believe it, they listened to it nonetheless.
While they continued discussing official business, several people arrived at the Imperial Concubine's palace in the inner palace.
Xuanhua Palace.
"Mother, how are you feeling?"
When the Imperial Concubine saw the old lady with her full head of white hair, she couldn't help but shed tears.
She hadn't seen her mother for over a decade.
"Shan'er, my Shan'er."
The general's wife was very agile. She came to the side of the imperial concubine and hugged her tightly, her longing for her overflowing.
Both of them had tears in their eyes and it took them a long time to recover.
Finally, the group sat together and enjoyed tea.
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