Zhang Hui: ......
emperor:......
Civil and military officials: ......
The rising sun is still whimpering, my Zhou Lang isn't that kind of person...
Civil and military officials: Prime Minister Zhang, this is just too, too, too tragic!
Emperor: My dear minister, are you alright?
Zhang Hui: Nonsense! What trick are you up to now, you little brat!
"Ahem, my dear minister, you do not look well. Why don't you go home and rest?"
The emperor silently felt sorry for his trusted minister, whose dedication was so great; he truly appreciated his hard work.
"You don't look well?" Chuanwen felt sorry for this dedicated old man. "Is he really getting old? After all, he's over fifty. Getting up so early every day for the morning court session, and then having to deal with official documents afterwards, even the strongest body can't keep up."
Zhang Hui was furious: You're the one who's old! Your whole family is old!
"Your Majesty, I am fine, and my family is also unharmed!"
Zhang Hui refused to believe Chuan Wen's nonsense. His concubines were having affairs? Ha! How could that be? They were all adoring him; how could they possibly be having affairs! And the eight sons weren't even his own? Nonsense! He knew perfectly well whether they were his own children!
After hearing Chuanwen's heartfelt words, what could the emperor, who wanted to give Zhang Hui a few days off, do? His beloved minister was good in every way, except for his stubborn temper.
Marquis Changxing glanced at Zhang Hui's expression and thought to himself that since Zhou Yong's matter was settled, he should hurry up and take his granddaughter back, otherwise he felt that his granddaughter would offend everyone in the entire court.
Just think, how many of those standing here are truly without a stain on their record?
However, the emperor seemed quite interested in Chuanwen, and rewarded him with one hundred taels of gold under the pretext of congratulating Marquis Changxing on finding his long-lost son and family. Chuanwen's eyes lit up with admiration for the emperor's generosity, but...
If only I could pry this gold brick off! It's so shiny, it must be made of gold. I can't just sit there and bite it, sigh.
Marquis Changxing was sweating profusely. He grabbed Chuanwen and took his leave as fast as he could, practically fleeing, because he was afraid that Chuanwen would say something about wanting to take the dragon throne home.
Based on his current understanding of Chuanwen, saying that was definitely in her style.
However, this time Marquis Changxing miscalculated; Chuanwen was far bolder than he had imagined.
[Wow, the emperor's dragon throne looks so golden, it must be made of gold too! I wonder what it would feel like to poop on it, a golden toilet, that's the pinnacle of life!]
Marquis Changxing tripped over the threshold of the palace and fell hard.
"Grandfather, are you alright?"
Chuanwen was startled and quickly went to help him up. Everyone in the hall looked over, their eyes filled with shock...and sympathy. Except for two people.
One was Chuan Hai, whose face was filled with terror, as if he could see the entire Hou family's heads rolling one by one.
The other one is the emperor sitting on the dragon throne. His brow twitches stiffly as he sits on his throne... taking a dump?
What audacity!
Marquis Changxing quickly pulled Chuanwen to kneel down and kowtow, and Chuanhai also stepped forward to kowtow without stopping.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me. My granddaughter grew up in the countryside and has no manners. She is used to being rude and speaks without thinking. It was truly unintentional. I will definitely discipline her properly when I return. Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"
Marquis Changxing and Chuanhai were almost in tears, while Chuanwen was still complaining.
[Huh? Shifting the blame? It was clearly your own fault for tripping because of your poor eyesight, why are you blaming me?]
[You think you're easy to bully just because you're small? Disgusting.]
Marquis Changxing and Chuanhai, feeling scorned, silently shed tears: "Grandma, do you still want your life?"
The emperor, rubbing his temples, silently chanted to himself: I am a wise ruler, I am a wise ruler, I am a wise ruler...
"Never mind, I won't hold a grudge against a little girl."
The emperor had successfully brainwashed himself, sent Marquis Changxing and Chuanwen back, and then gave Chuanhai a task: to investigate the refugee situation.
He did not deny that he had intended to use Chuanwen earlier. Whether she was truly precognitive or not, she could help him deal with Zhou Yong.
However, the idea of someone revealing their innermost thoughts was too far-fetched, and the emperor remained skeptical.
With refugees flooding into the capital and causing trouble, and most of the disaster relief funds disappearing into thin air, and every official who handled the funds claiming to be innocent, this is undoubtedly a thorny case. So he asked Chuanhai to investigate.
If Chuanwen truly knows everything, then Chuanhai can naturally find out the truth. If this girl is just playing tricks, then he will settle the score with them for today as well.
Chuan Hai, a leisurely clerical worker, inexplicably received this assignment. As a seasoned official, he could roughly guess the emperor's intentions, but he could only wipe his sweat and accept the task.
It was a cloudy day, foggy from early morning. When Marquis Changxing and Chuanwen returned to the Marquis's residence, it looked like it was about to rain.
As soon as the servant guarding the door saw the two return, he hurried inside to announce their arrival. Soon, the old lady of the Marquis of Changxing led her family out to greet them.
Upon seeing his family, Marquis Changxing, who had been forcing himself to stay upright the entire way, suddenly went weak in the knees, startling his entire family.
"What's going on? Why has the emperor summoned you to the palace?"
The old lady of the Marquis of Changxing was already anxious and restless. Now, seeing the Marquis of Changxing like this, she was even more breathless. Something serious must have happened.
Chuan Wen was utterly speechless. [My cheap grandfather is such a coward! It was just a minor breach of etiquette in front of the palace; is it really necessary to be this terrified?]
The old lady of Changxing Marquis and Chuanrui were all stunned when they heard Chuanwen's thoughts. Disrespectful in front of the palace? Disrespectful in what way?
The old lady of the Marquis of Changxing sensed that something was amiss; her husband was not such a timid person.
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