"At the same time, we should inform the herders to try to reduce the possibility of ewes becoming pregnant and giving birth in winter."
“When I was in the northern frontier, I often heard the herdsmen say that in winter, lambs are very likely to freeze to death and die young. It is very difficult for them to survive. It is very likely that both the lambs and the ewes will die from the cold.”
Jin Jinzhi had a resolute and mature air about her, and spoke with great authority. Facing the emperor, the empress dowager, and so many elders and court officials, she was neither intimidated nor subservient.
If you didn't look at his appearance and only listened to his voice and the content of his speech, you would think he was a minister who had been working his way up in the court for many years.
The ministers, who had been silently eating their meals, afraid that Yun Beiye would notice them and confiscate their wealth, put down their chopsticks and looked at Jin Jinzhi.
Some looked ashamed and listened attentively to Jin Jin's advice.
When they first entered the court as officials, they were just as spirited and ambitious, always thinking of the people and the court. But as they gradually rose in rank and became well-off, they lost their original aspirations. When faced with problems, they would avoid them if possible, and shirk responsibility whenever possible.
Look at this! Look at this! This is the true demeanor of a great power—a model of non-interference in other countries' internal affairs!
Hearing Jin Jinzhi's words, Yun Duoduo couldn't help but clap her hands and cheer, "Yay, wow!"
She wanted to tell Kim Jin-ji loudly that she completely agreed with his idea, but her teeth hadn't fully grown in yet, and her words were mumbled.
She overheard the sentiments of some civil and military officials: "Nanyang truly produces outstanding young talents!"
This young master of the Jin family is indeed extraordinary!
[I never expected a child from northern Xinjiang to have such insight.]
So this is the recognition and praise from peers.
After listening to Jin Jinzhi's words, Yun Beiye nodded in satisfaction. Looking at Yun Duoduo's expression, he smiled. [It seems my daughter can understand what he's saying!]
Jin Jinzhi saw Yun Duoduo smiling at her and returned the smile. [This girl seems quite clever.]
Consort Chen suppressed her emotions, picked up her wine cup and took a sip, her hand tightly gripping the hem of her robe.
That Empress, that troublemaker, always ruins her plans!
[And what's with this little brat, Jin something-or-other, causing all this trouble?!]
[Cousin Zhen is such an idiot, couldn't he have come up with a plausible excuse?]
This method won't work today; it seems we need to think of another way.
Consort Chen sighed silently, looking at the dishes in front of her, but she had no appetite at all.
Consort De, on the other hand, had a completely different expression. She looked at Grand Historian Zhen with a smile, then at Consort Chen, unable to suppress her joy, and picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and put it in her mouth.
Well, this is a classic case of shooting oneself in the foot!
[This little princess is His Majesty's darling; how could speaking ill of her possibly bring any good?]
[Consort Chen is quite foolish; she's so impatient.]
"Hmm, Jinzhi, your analysis makes sense. I'll entrust this matter to you. Minister Jiang, you will assist Jinzhi." Yun Beiye glanced at General Jin and then turned to instruct Jiang Shi.
"Yes, Your subject Jiang Shi obeys the decree." Jiang Shi, the Vice Minister of Rites, agreed verbally, but inwardly he was somewhat reluctant. This Jin Jinzhi looked to be only nine or ten years old, and he came from that desolate and cold land of the Northern Frontier. What kind of worldly experience could he have?
He was actually going to be this kid's assistant.
Even though Jiang Shi was unwilling, he was still very polite to Jin Jinzhi in front of Yun Beiye.
"Jinzhi, I'll have to trouble you to take care of things with Wusun," Jiang Shi said politely, and Jin Jinzhi responded with a cupped-hand salute.
[Jiang, a zombie?! What a strange name!]
Yun Duoduo frowned, unable to understand why Jiang Shilang's parents would give him such a name. It seemed they had a very thorough understanding of Chinese culture.
"Minister Zhen, what do you think?"
"Is what Jinzhi said reasonable? Do you have any other good plans or methods?"
Jin Jinzhi and Jiang Shi returned to their seats. Yun Beiye glanced at the others present, intending to use today's events to give a good warning to the other ministers who were spreading rumors and nip this evil seed in the bud.
"Well, I think what Brother Jin said makes perfect sense." Grand Historian Zhen wiped the sweat from his forehead, somewhat regretting that he had followed up on what Vice Minister Jiang Shi of the Ministry of Rites had said. If he hadn't been so reckless, he wouldn't have lost face at the banquet.
“Since you also think it makes sense, you should use your brain when you encounter problems in the future. Don’t spread rumors, mislead the emperor, or incite the people. Do you understand?” Yun Beiye looked coldly at Zhen Taishi.
"Your Majesty, I deserve to die!" Zhen Taishi was so frightened that he immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to admit his mistake.
"I am fine, but you have offended the little princess. I don't know if she can forgive you." Yun Beiye sighed, pretending to be helpless.
Zhen Taishi was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening and quickly looked in the direction where the Empress Dowager was sitting. "Your Majesty, Princess, I deserve to die! I shouldn't have spoken such nonsense and tarnished the Princess's reputation. Please forgive me, Princess!"
Yun Duoduo was so frightened that she almost wet her pants. She couldn't bear to look at him, so she turned her head and nestled in the Empress Dowager's arms.
The Empress Dowager gently patted Yun Duoduo's back, seemingly to comfort her.
The Empress Dowager's majestic and powerful voice rang out, "Grand Historian Zhen, the main duty of the Grand Historian is to record historical events, compile historical books, and also oversee national classics, astronomy and calendar, and sacrifices. The most important thing in recording history is to be fair and objective."
The Empress Dowager glanced at Consort Chen and continued, "I see that you are easily swayed and prone to believing rumors. I'm afraid the documents written by the Grand Historian will be biased. You are probably not qualified for the position of Grand Historian."
"The Bureau of Astronomy doesn't lack people these days, and you've been working hard for a long time, so go home and rest for a while!"
"Your Majesty the Empress Dowager..." Grand Historian Zhen looked at the Empress Dowager, who had a somewhat angry expression on her face, and was about to plead for her when he saw Consort Chen's expression out of the corner of his eye. Grand Historian Zhen shut his mouth, gave a dejected bow, and walked back to his seat.
What bad luck! It's all because of that mouth of mine, why is it so annoying?!
[Why didn't Consort Chen tell her beforehand that the Empress Dowager is so protective of her own? Isn't that trying to get him killed?!]
Today is Lunar New Year's Eve, and seeing blood is considered unlucky. Luckily, his head wasn't taken. If it were any other time, his head would probably be off his neck by now.
[I've even lost my job, sigh.]
After watching the farce unfold, the people in Anqing Palace, having eaten and drunk their fill, exchanged some polite words and then dispersed to go home.
...
After the banquet, Yun Duoduo was sent back to Fushuang Palace.
She lay on the warm, soft bed, staring out the window, unable to sleep.
(My little darlings, Happy New Year! Dodo wishes you all a prosperous and auspicious Year of the Tiger! Please like, save, and comment! I look forward to your recognition and encouragement!)
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