"It's you guys."
Jing Le looked at the ten people at the courtyard gate, her eyes darting around as if she was considering something.
They're my shadow guards now, and they'll definitely have a lot to do in the future. I can't do everything myself; training them should make them useful.
Duan Feibai, who was awakened by the commotion, heard these words as soon as he came over. His eyes flashed slightly, and he started to make his own plans.
"Lele".
"Brother Feibai, what brings you here?" Jing Le had no idea that these people had come because of her.
Duan Feibai bypassed Ying San and the others and came to Jing Le's side, with Ying San and the others following behind.
He knelt directly on the ground: "Please punish me, Your Highness. I failed to keep up with your speed and did not fulfill my duty to protect you."
Jing Le really hadn't expected this. She was so focused on rescuing people that she forgot there were still ten people in the yard, which made things awkward.
"Haha, let's just leave it at that. Get up now."
[We'd better train them quickly, or the shadow guards might be out of a job.]
He then added, "By the way, Shadow Three, I have some martial arts manuals left by my master here. You should practice them more in the future to improve your strength."
"That way, you can handle anything. I'm practically a genius. Of course, the martial arts manuals I give you are many times better than those in this world. Following me is a great deal for you."
That's not wrong. When they achieved some success, the Dragon Shadow Guards who were unwilling to come and protect Jing Le in the past became insanely jealous.
Duan Feibai raised his eyes and looked at Jing Le, saying leisurely, "Lele, can I practice martial arts with you? Once I've mastered it, I'll protect you."
"Great! As long as Brother Feibai can hold on, you will definitely become a master."
Jing Le was instantly captivated by Duan Feibai's small face. Everyone loves beautiful things, and Jing Le was no exception.
[Duan Feibai is really handsome. That melancholy look in his eyes just now almost broke my heart. Now I finally understand how King You of Zhou felt when he played with the feudal lords by lighting the beacon fires.]
Shadow Three and the others immediately became alert. Could this kid be trying to seduce their little princess at such a young age? Look at that pitiful little face, he doesn't look like a man at all.
No, they need to keep a close eye on them; they can't let the little princess be deceived.
"Thank you, Master. We will definitely work hard to learn martial arts."
And so, Ying San and nine others, along with Duan Feibai, began practicing the martial arts manual given to them by Jing Le. Eventually, even Duan Shulan joined in.
Of course, that's a story for another time.
...
The next day.
Jing Le was awakened by Shiyi. (Note: Shiyi is a woman.)
"What did you say? Father Emperor summoned me to court?"
Jing Le was dumbfounded. What was going on? Wasn't attending court the emperor's job?
I've never heard of a princess having to accompany her father to court.
"Your Majesty, the Emperor is already waiting outside."
Eleven hadn't expected Emperor Jing to do this. One could only imagine the expressions on the faces of all the court officials as they watched the emperor bring the princess to court.
He might even be impeached by those old fogies.
Looking up at the still-dark sky outside, and thinking about how Emperor Jing went to court at this time almost every day, I suddenly felt a little sorry for him.
I only accompanied my father to court because I felt sorry for him. Otherwise, who would willingly leave their warm bed, especially since I'm only three years old?
She half-closed her eyes and let Eleven dress her.
Emperor Jing, who was waiting outside the door, was all smiles. Since Jing Le's arrival, he had been smiling more and more often.
He himself may not have realized it, but Eunuch Xu, who had been serving Emperor Jing, did.
She valued Jing Le a little more in her heart.
After packing up, Jing Le carried a small cloth bag on his back and was carried by Emperor Jing to court.
...
The Golden Palace.
"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"
"My beloved subjects, rise."
After Emperor Jing sat on the dragon throne with Jing Le in his arms, the ministers below him rose one by one.
When I looked up, my eyes were wide open.
What did they see?
The Emperor actually brought Princess Anle to court?
Everyone looked at each other, rubbed their eyes, and when they opened them again, Princess Anle was still in the Emperor's arms.
"Your Majesty, why is Princess Anle here? There has never been a member of the harem in the Golden Palace. This is truly inappropriate."
When the Prime Minister saw that Emperor Jing doted on Jing Le so much and even brought him to court, which was completely out of character for him, he felt that things had gone astray.
"Yes, Your Majesty, women are not allowed to interfere in politics."
With the prime minister taking the lead, his faction members all stood up to express that it was inappropriate for women to attend court.
Although Jing Le was only three years old, she was still a girl, and there had never been such a precedent before.
Jing Le was still eating the pastries given to her by Eunuch Xu, inwardly complaining wildly.
[This prime minister is a complete old scoundrel, utterly hypocritical. He appears respectable on the surface, but is corrupt behind the scenes. Yuan Zhengqi's incident yesterday was most likely related to him.]
[And those who have stepped forward, you are all from the Prime Minister's faction, so of course you follow his lead. But don't forget, the Great Yong Dynasty belongs to my father, the Emperor. This empire doesn't belong to the Mu family.]
Emperor Jing, seeing that he had achieved his purpose in bringing Jing Le along, felt a sense of disappointment towards the ministers below the stage.
It seems that many of his ministers harbor disloyal intentions.
"Since you all have such strong opinions, how about you sit in that seat?"
Emperor Jing unleashed his full power, looking every bit the god of war, and it was quite intimidating.
"Your humble servant would not dare."
The officials who stepped forward all knelt down. They had clearly forgotten that Emperor Jing was known as a tyrant because of his imposing presence.
"Your Majesty, I believe there is nothing wrong with Princess Anle being here. She is only a three-year-old child; what impact could she possibly have?"
Yuan Zhengqi, the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, bowed and said.
He knew how formidable the little princess was; he had carefully examined the wound on his chest last night, but there wasn't a trace of it.
He clearly remembered that the blood from his chest had soaked the floor; it couldn't have been a minor injury.
The fact that the wound has healed completely demonstrates the little princess's powerful abilities.
This was a life-saving grace, and he certainly didn't want the little princess to be besieged by the other ministers.
"At least one of you is reasonable. Get up."
Emperor Jing, seeing that his goal had been achieved, did not say anything more.
Jing Le saw Yuan Zhengqi staring at her, revealed eight teeth, and smiled.
[At least I didn't save the wrong person. Yuan Zhengqi is an upright and good official, but he encountered a heartless superior. If I hadn't saved him last night, someone would probably be using him as a scapegoat now.]
Although Jing Le didn't know the Minister of Revenue, she had seen the eye contact between him and the Prime Minister just now.
Last night, Emperor Jing had already learned the whole story and naturally understood what Jing Le meant by taking the blame.
There are so many corrupt officials within the government; it seems we need to deal with a group of them first.
"The south is suffering from drought, while the north is flooded. Do my esteemed ministers have any solutions?"
The first to step forward was Han Jiang, the Minister of Revenue.
"Your Majesty,
The south is suffering from drought and the people have lost their entire harvest; the north is flooded and the food supply is almost nonexistent. Given the current situation, I propose opening the granaries and providing relief funds in addition to silver.
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