Chapter 191 The Emperor's Arrangement
Fan Yong could only respond respectfully, "I obey your command!"
The emperor was quite clear-headed in this regard. Since Funing wanted to grow the magic medicine for smallpox, he would let her do it. He would just need to send someone to ensure his safety.
Furthermore, ever since the Emperor learned that the method of making salt from seawater was proposed by Fu Ning, he had no doubts about the truth of this matter. He now had great faith in Fu Ning's words. After all, every time she proposed an idea, she could basically make it work. Even if it didn't work out, she would still gain something else.
So he was truly happy, and he was looking forward to that day. If Jingguo no longer lacked salt, the people would be able to afford it, and then they would have more energy and could reclaim more wasteland. The people's lives would also improve, and Jingguo would have sufficient food and grass. If this continued, Jingguo would become increasingly powerful, and they would no longer have to worry about the hungry wolves around them.
But he had no intention of rushing Funing. After all, she had already spoken on her own initiative, so she would definitely submit the memorial soon. There was no need to rush.
We can't think that because Funing knows a lot and is very important to Jingguo, we shouldn't let her do this or that. This will easily discourage the meritorious officials. It's better for the monarch and his subjects to complement each other. Moreover, Funing is a girl, so we can't be as harsh as we are to male officials.
In the emperor's mind, women are naturally kinder, so just do your best to please them.
Seeing that the emperor was still reluctant to let him leave, Fan Yong could only speak up and reply, "Your Majesty, do you have anything else to say? If not, I will take my leave!"
The emperor thought about it and frowned, "Does Funing have many servants around him?"
Fan Yong knew this kind of thing in great detail: "The Princess currently has four maids from the Spring generation, but two of them are working for her and are rarely around Funing. Then there's the maid from the Autumn generation you gifted her. There are also two maids from the Winter generation, both skilled in martial arts. They were given to her by Marquis Zhao after she gave birth. So, there are currently eight people serving Princess Funing."
"There are only two people from the Dong generation? Didn't Changyou say that he would give them to four maids who were good at martial arts?"
"The other two were given to the two young masters by Princess Funing."
While Fan Yong was answering the emperor's words, he was gossiping endlessly in his mind. Would Lord Zhao even share such a thing with the emperor?
"Replace the coachmen and the like with secret guards! Give them directly to Princess Funing. From now on, they will belong to Princess Funing, and they will only have one master. Let's start with ten people! Giving more will attract attention."
"Yes!" Fan Yong agreed immediately, but he thought to himself that ten people would attract a lot of attention. Princess Funing was the daughter of a military commander, so having a few guards at home who knew martial arts wouldn't be a big deal. It seemed like he had to choose this person carefully, not someone who would easily attract attention.
The emperor thought about it and had nothing else to order for the time being, so he casually ordered: "You step aside and make the arrangements!"
Fan Yong immediately stood up and saluted, "I'll take my leave!" Then he retreated quickly.
The emperor waited for Fan Yong to leave before muttering softly, "Now I really envy Changyou."
When Judge Cheng received the emperor's oral order from Fan Yong, he was also stunned for a moment, then he pulled Fan Yong's sleeve to stop him from leaving, "My dear nephew, who is this Princess Funing? She is so good at growing a smallpox medicine that she even wants to send me out."
Fan Yong tugged at his sleeves, but couldn't pull them free. He could only helplessly say, "We can't offend her. If anything happens to Princess Funing, not to mention the consequences for the entire clan, your entire family's future will be ruined."
They are all old hands in the officialdom. After hearing what Fan Yong said, Judge Cheng nodded thoughtfully.
Seeing this, Fan Yong untied his sleeves, bowed, and ran away immediately.
It wasn't out of kindness that Fan Yong told Court Judge Cheng all this, but rather because he was afraid that this seasoned Court Judge Cheng wouldn't take it seriously. If something really happened to Princess Funing, not to mention the huge losses to the Kingdom of Jing, they wouldn't be able to withstand the Emperor's wrath alone.
Doctor Cheng saw how quickly Fan Yong slipped away and could only grumble in his heart, "Little rascal."
He did not believe all of Fan Yong's words, but expected Fan Yong to be far away, so he quietly went out through the back door with his servant, and went straight to the house of his old friend, the deputy judge.
As a result, he got the news that Fu Ning was the emperor's real daughter, and Judge Cheng was even more surprised.
Even though Lord Zhao didn't know it, he had been away from Yuanjing for several months with his wife. The nobles and members of the royal family were all saying that Funing was actually the emperor's biological daughter. They had even fabricated a love-hate relationship between the emperor and the common girl.
The only thing that Old Marquis Zhao was thankful for was that no one fabricated something between his wife and the emperor, otherwise he would have caused chaos in Yuanjing.
Zhao Lingmeng did instruct the people around him not to tell them what the three of them were going to do this time, and not to tell them in the future.
Qiuyue and the others are very capable of managing people, and no one dares to speak out against the eldest princess's anger.
So the three brothers Zhao Houjing simply thought that their mother was bored of living in Yuanjing and wanted to live in the farm, and maybe stay there for a long time, so they were now instructing the servants around them to pack up their favorite books, toys, and their favorite wooden tricycles.
But they were happy. Although they couldn't study and play with their classmates at the village, they could live in the same place with their mother. Sometimes, her mother would tell them stories about the stars, which they were very interested in.
However, Zhao Houming watched them packing for a while and felt that it was boring, so he gave orders about the things that must be taken and ran to Zhao Lingmeng's room.
When Zhao Houming went there, Zhao Lingmeng was sitting on a chair by the window reading a geographical travelogue of Jingguo, written by an unknown scholar. It was said that he later gave up his ideal of traveling around because of the war and joined the army instead of writing.
So only a small part of this travelogue was read, but Zhao Lingmeng thought it was very interesting, so when she was free, she would take it out and read it to pass the time.
Seeing this, Zhao Houjing made a gesture to Qiuyue and the others to keep quiet, then approached Zhao Lingmeng and whispered, "Mom, what are you looking at?"
Zhao Lingmeng was watching the show intently, but was startled by the guy's sudden voice.
Zhao Lingmeng gently patted her chest with her hand, and poked Zhao Lingmengming's head with her finger.
"What are your rules?"
Zhao Houming was not afraid of Zhao Lingmeng. Instead, he smiled happily for a while before stepping back and bowing seriously.
"Greetings to mother!"
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