Everything fell silent.
The people of Beijing have had a particularly good year.
Since Jing Le provided them with crops, ensuring their livelihood, it was equivalent to ensuring the lives of ordinary people.
In addition to providing them with enough food to live on, they were given jobs.
Today, Anle City in Jingle has been fully expanded and has opened branches all over the country.
They mostly hire local people, which increases the income of the local people.
The fish farming plan, which will be implemented in the spring, has already shown initial results.
Therefore, the Great Yong has undergone tremendous changes this year.
From ordinary people to soldiers stationed on the border, everyone's face was beaming with happiness.
The common people have clothes to wear and food to eat, the soldiers on the border have weapons to protect themselves and cotton clothes to keep warm, and their families have people to take care of them.
This is unprecedented treatment.
It's no wonder they're so ungrateful now.
There are only two days left until the Chinese New Year.
The preparations for the New Year were particularly lively, with streets and alleys bustling with activity.
There are vendors selling couplets and New Year's goods of all kinds.
It was at this moment that Jing Le noticed the Southern Kingdom's Grand Preceptor making a move.
The third quarter of the hour of Zi (11:45 PM).
The Southern Kingdom's Grand Preceptor suddenly disappeared at the post station.
What he didn't realize was that a man and a tiger were following him the whole time.
It was Jing Le and Bai Hu.
Today is the third day, time to wrap things up, right? Let me see what you're planning to do.
Jing Le had long since concealed her and Bai Hu's presence, so she calmly followed the Imperial Preceptor to the forest they had met before.
The Imperial Advisor stood still, waved his hand, and injected dense demonic energy into the formation.
He was muttering to himself.
"The demonic puppet has taken shape!"
"Contract!"
A powerful demonic aura rose from the center of the formation and slowly took on a human form.
Finally, all the demonic energy flowed into his brow, and the man opened his eyes.
His blood-red eyes stared at the Imperial Advisor, radiating a fierce aura.
As the Southern Kingdom's Grand Preceptor uttered the word "Contract," another burst of demonic energy shot towards the people within the formation.
However, in a place he couldn't see, between that person's eyebrows, there was already a unique mark.
It was left behind by Jing Le.
The mark took effect the moment he was formed.
Although the contract mark of the Southern Kingdom's Grand Preceptor was integrated into his brow, it had no effect whatsoever.
Hidden in mid-air, Jing Le gave the first task to the demonic puppet on the ground.
Stay with him for now, and come back to me when the time is right.
[Demonic Puppet: Yes, Master.]
The formation was removed, and the demonic puppet came to the Grand Preceptor's side.
"Greetings, Master."
"Hahaha, very good, very good. With your existence, all the fortune of the Jing family will now belong to me."
The Southern Kingdom's Grand Preceptor laughed heartily, his ambition impossible to conceal.
"Let's go. Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. The palace will surely hold a banquet. That will be our opportunity."
The Southern Kingdom's Grand Preceptor returned to the post station with the demonic puppet.
Little did he know that Jing Le had overheard his entire plan.
Back in the palace, Jing Le resumed her old ways, eating and drinking as usual.
It was not affected at all.
After all, with her current strength, she could probably roam freely across this continent.
Besides, the demon puppet beside the Grand Preceptor is one of her own, so she doesn't need to worry about it at all.
She just needs to wait to slap the Grand Tutor in the face.
However, we still need to expel him from Da Yong before we speak.
...
The following day was Lunar New Year's Eve, a night for family reunion.
As expected, the royal palace held a banquet, and the Southern Kingdom's national advisor was naturally among the invited guests.
The palace had already been prepared, and ministers had been arriving one after another.
The ladies and young women from various families also arrived.
The Southern Kingdom's National Preceptor also arrived.
Now all that's left is to wait for the host of the banquet, Emperor Jing, along with the ladies of the palace, and the princes and princesses.
Jing Le walked in, carried in Emperor Jing's arms, amidst everyone's anticipation.
Emperor Jing now shows no regard for his noble status, and is quite inappropriate in holding the princess.
The ministers had become accustomed to this and were too lazy to say anything now, since it would be useless anyway and would only incur Emperor Jing's wrath.
They all already knew that in the present day, the person the most important thing to avoid offending in the Great Yong Dynasty was not Emperor Jing himself, but Jing Le, this three-year-old baby.
Of course, he'll be four years old next year.
"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Empress! Long live the Empress!"
When everyone saw Emperor Jing enter the main hall with his family, they all bowed in greeting.
"My beloved subjects, rise."
Jing Le sat in the most honored position next to Emperor Jing, and said polite words to him.
And the changes throughout this year.
Those who performed exceptionally well that year were all rewarded.
Like Yuan Zhengqi, Yan Yongning and others received generous rewards from Emperor Jing.
Now that Emperor Jing has Jing Le's support, the national treasury is full, and even his private treasury is full.
Nowadays, he is very generous to these meritorious close advisors.
That was all real gold and silver, which made the other officials extremely envious.
They didn't expect that those who did the actual work would be rewarded. Does that mean that if they achieve the same results next year, they will also be rewarded?
Besides fame, what's left of being an official? It's all about profit.
If everything can be obtained from Emperor Jing, there's no need to do those things in private.
After all, those who are discovered will at best lose their official positions, and at worst lose their lives.
Nobody's a fool.
With this comparison, the officials actually had more expectations for Emperor Jing.
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