Upon hearing this, the ministers were all taken aback, exchanging bewildered glances, unsure how to react.
"What...what does this mean? Does His Majesty really intend to let the Third Princess run rampant like this?"
Someone muttered to themselves.
They simply couldn't understand how their emperor could act in this way.
However, just as everyone was discussing, Rong Ning lowered her head, pursed her lips tightly, and tried hard not to laugh out loud.
She thought to herself: What a bunch of idiots!
Her father, the emperor, always loved to see her clash with these ministers. As long as they didn't direct their anger at him, he would immediately stand up for her and let those sharp-tongued ministers taste the bitterness of swallowing a bitter pill!
After all, it was rather "unseemly" and "undignified" for a group of powerful old men to be arguing with a fourteen-year-old girl in the imperial court.
The ministers gritted their teeth in anger, glaring fiercely at Rong Ning, their eyes seemingly spitting fire. But she merely smiled slightly, returning a sweet smile.
She rarely laughed like this, and this laugh was rather chilling.
The minister who had stirred up the trouble was so frightened that he got goosebumps all over his body. He couldn't help but rub his arms, hurriedly shut his mouth, and dared not say another word.
Their new emperor appears to rely on civil officials just like the late emperor, but in reality, he has long disliked them and seizes every opportunity to teach them a lesson. The third princess is fearless and speaks her mind without caring who you are.
With the emperor in a high position backing them up, they really couldn't do anything to the Third Princess, and could only endure Rong Ning's provocative smile again and again.
"Alright, Ah Ning is just a young girl, she doesn't understand anything. Her kneeling there doesn't bother you. Don't worry about it, let's continue our discussion..."
The emperor spoke with a benevolent smile, and then instructed Eunuch Qi to bring a soft cushion for Rong Ning to play with.
"By the way...where were we?" the emperor asked, his eyes narrowed, in a good mood.
Upon seeing this, the minister quickly continued his report.
The affairs of the imperial court were complicated and chaotic, and Rong Ning was not particularly interested in them.
It wasn't until the Prime Minister stepped forward and spoke that it was decided: "Your Majesty, the marriage of Princess Zhaoqing to Da Jing has been arranged, but it has not yet been decided who should be sent as an envoy to Da Jing to escort Princess Zhaoqing north."
“Just follow the rules…” the emperor replied.
"But Your Majesty, the Southern Dynasty has been established for nearly four hundred years, and there has never been a precedent of sending a princess to marry a foreign ruler."
Upon hearing this, the room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Rong Ning raised her head to see the reaction of the person in the high position.
After a long silence, he finally spoke, “My dear ministers, the Southern Dynasty has existed for hundreds of years and has never suffered such humiliation. You must remember that the once great Southern Dynasty has been reduced to this state in your hands.”
Rong Ning frowned, finding it uninteresting, and lowered her head again to play with her nails.
The emperor clenched his fist and continued, "Although there is no precedent for marriage alliances, they are not without precedent. Don't you have any thoughts on this?"
"Your Majesty... a marriage alliance between two countries is no small matter. Given the current situation of the Southern Dynasty, the best course of action would be to recall the Crown Prince from the south and send Princess Zhaoqing to marry him, thus demonstrating the sincerity of the Southern Dynasty," the Prime Minister continued.
Upon hearing this, the emperor did not even raise his eyelids, but his tone instantly became sharp: "The prime minister must have lost his mind. You should know better than me how important things are in the south. Summoning the crown prince back at this time will have unimaginable consequences."
And to have the Crown Prince personally send the eldest princess of the Southern Dynasty over there, he really has no backbone or face left. How could you, Prime Minister, say such a thing?
The Crown Prince will never return; all of you, give up on that idea.
As for how to select the right person to go on the mission to the Great Jing, that's your problem to consider. If you can't even think things through properly, what use are you?
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