The Zichen Palace was solemn at this moment.
A cold, hard aura emanated from it, like autumn frost.
A sea of crimson and purple—that's the scene of autumn. The yellow of the ginkgo tree, however, is something else entirely.
Huan Yue walked in steadily, escorted by female officials, showing no sign of nervousness; this was her usual way of doing things.
What's so special about a beautiful woman whimpering? Even though beautiful women whimper because they have a man behind them.
Can coldness and hardness compare to the coldness of a machine? Although the ancients were ruthless, the sages were on her side.
The sage was not behind him but in front of him, and Huan Yue paid his respects with genuine sincerity.
The female officials bowed in unison. Each one of them was dressed up and looked quite presentable.
The Emperor is currently on the throne and is very pleased. He desires a suitable Crown Princess.
Her vision for a new rural area is now known, and it's an excellent idea.
The emperor, at the top, is not afraid of the common people at the bottom becoming rich; only those in the middle are unwilling, and that is where the power struggles begin.
The King of Song has also come to observe and oversee the event.
The current situation is not good, and we cannot act rashly on the actions of the sages. Therefore, we need the elders to help quell the unrest.
Prince Shen watched from the sidelines. The Crown Princess had a strong aura; she was spoiled by the Emperor.
That's just how youth is; unless you're completely hopeless.
So what if the Crown Princess doesn't have a maternal family? She has the Emperor, which surpasses all maternal families. All that nonsense is meaningless.
To say the Crown Princess is heartless? Look at what Lady Dong did; at least the Crown Princess dared to do it openly, and the people she punished weren't exactly innocent.
This has nothing to do with right or wrong, it's just a power struggle.
Many things are wrong either way; there's no middle ground. So no matter how you do it, you can always find something to argue about.
Just do your own thing now. Don't let others lead you by the nose.
It was the Crown Princess who made this decision that surprised some people.
They felt that the Crown Princess was too assertive, didn't care about people's feelings, and would harm their interests, so their reasons were quite valid.
Why were there so many people in the imperial harem? To protect their own interests.
The Crown Princess dared to do so, which piqued Prince Shen's interest.
Huan Yue received the imperial seal and then presented it to Si Gui Chaoyun, who continued to bow in reverence.
Imperial seals must be carefully managed and used with caution.
As the Crown Princess's status rises, the power and responsibilities of female officials like Chaoyun also increase. If they later enter the Changqiu Bureau, they will hold third or fourth rank, not much lower than high-ranking officials in the court. And that doesn't even include those who abuse their power.
The ceremony is over.
Huan Yue breathed a sigh of relief. Actually, she wasn't really suited for this job.
Don't be fooled by the fact that you're here every day for court sessions; it's actually very physically demanding. Except for those who are used to it or are naturally suited for it.
Huan Yue was just an ordinary citizen; although he had some experience, he hadn't gotten used to it yet.
I prefer lying down. But to lie down, I have to stand or kneel first, which is unavoidable.
Huan Yue planned to go back to bed.
An imposing aura pressed down on her, and it wasn't just one person; roughly half of the people in the hall were hostile.
Huan Yue needs to hold on, which will take a toll. Fortunately, she's in good physical condition right now.
The first to step forward was Marquis Weiwu.
The veteran of the He family, who is considered He Yuzhi's great-uncle, may no longer be on the battlefield, but the imposing aura he accumulated on the battlefield back then could frighten people to tears.
Huan Yue wasn't afraid; she possessed divine power.
Marquis Weiwu stared at the Crown Princess, his leopard-like head and piercing eyes commanding respect from the entire army.
Huan Yue, adorned in his pheasant-feathered crown, represented the face of the imperial family; he could not afford to lose even the slightest bit!
Marquis Weiwu roared like thunder: "Does Qing'e Palace know what she should be doing?"
Huan Yue asked, "Your mother?"
King Shen swayed and almost fainted.
King Zheng, standing to the side, almost burst out laughing.
King Qi remained expressionless. He couldn't afford to show too much emotion regarding the Crown Prince's rising status.
King Peng was actually afraid of Marquis Weiwu; he was afraid of all the servants in the palace before. He thought Qing'e Palace was extremely reckless! If Qing'e Palace could be kept in check, his life would be much easier.
The majestic Marquis's white hair was turning black, and although he wasn't holding a gun, his large hand was still terrifying when he pointed it at someone: "You are utterly incompetent and immoral!"
Huan Yue retorted, "If I am not talented, there are probably very few talented people in this world. Your family certainly doesn't have any."
The King of Song nodded; she must be talented to be famous throughout Sheng'an.
Huan Yue retorted confidently, "Can we compare to your family in terms of moral depravity? Don't you know what He Yuzhi and his mother have been up to? Are you stupid, or do you only talk about others and not about yourself?"
Even if He Yuzhi's matter is broken, it can't be avoided.
Especially those who criticize saints.
The argument between the He family and the Crown Princess was also because of He Yuzhi. However, no matter how much the Marquis of Weiwu valued He Yuzhi, it was impossible for him to change his mind.
Xie Zhou looked at his wife without saying a word.
I'll just glance at him now.
Xie Zhou wasn't in a hurry. He figured his wife could handle it; he'd show everyone how capable she was. Even if he protected her, he couldn't stop others from making baseless accusations.
It is imperative to step forward in this position.
Of course, there are those who don't stand up, and that's a different story.
Marquis Weiwu didn't mention this, but said, "The Crown Prince has not yet had any joyous occasions."
Huan Yuehao said, "If you hand over your military power, I guarantee you'll have good news within a month, with frequent victories that will be better than your fighting skills."
Xie Zhou's eyes were deep and unfathomable. Was his wife driving?
Besides, what do you take him for?
Huan Yue glanced at him casually. His abilities were beyond doubt. He could get military power from the He family and enjoy beautiful women. Wasn't that a good deal?
Inside the hall, no one thought it was a bad deal.
Today, one cannot discern joy or anger: "Doesn't the moth's head hurt anymore?"
Huan Yue replied obediently, "Thank you, Your Majesty! I have fewer headaches now, but my heart aches more. I feel chest tightness whenever I worry."
Let's watch her perform one.
Dressed so formally, their performance wasn't whiny; it was fierce and powerful.
Diversity makes a performance more engaging; even a character with arm or leg pain can be portrayed vividly by Huan Yue.
Marquis Weiwu was furious! He wished he could slap the Crown Princess to death.
However, a man should not speak to a woman, so the Marquis of Weiwu flirted with the Crown Prince: "Since the establishment of the heir apparent, there has been no merit to be gained."
Huan Yue interjected, "If you hand over your military power, there are plenty of people in the world who can earn merit. What a sage should do is reward merit and punish wrongdoing. If the crown prince has to compete with everyone else for credit, what will you do as emperor? Dream on!"
Marquis Weiwu was furious: "What do you know?"
Huan Yue calmly replied, "I don't know. Is your family so addicted to receiving salaries without working that they're reluctant to relinquish military power?"
Today, the question is asked: "Does Qing'e know what it means to receive a salary without working?"
Huan Yue replied, "I heard that a government office had twenty openings. One day, they checked and found five dead people, four under ten years old, and three girls."
Grand Secretary Xu asked, "How could there be a woman here?"
Huan Yue said, "There might not be enough people in the family to make twenty. Women are people too, can they be compared to the dead? I've only ever heard of people who hold positions without doing their jobs or are just walking corpses, but there are actually dead people. There's so much I don't know."
Hanlin Academician Cai Dexiang was speechless. Fortunately, Empress Huan's mouth wasn't usually in court.
Everyone could see that the Sage was dissatisfied with the He family.
Marquis Weiwu knelt on the ground to show his loyalty.
Huan Yue refused to budge an inch: "Hand over military power. Great Zhao has plenty of loyal and capable men. We don't need someone surnamed He. Are you just occupying a position without doing your job?"
Xie Zhou uttered two words: "He's had diarrhea."
The current ruler is shouting: "Shut up!"
It will be a long process to get the He family to relinquish their military power.
That's why Huan Yue dared to speak so casually.
The atmosphere in the Zichen Palace became tense once again.
Military power is far more important than the Crown Princess's affairs.
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