For the sake of convenience in handling affairs, Rong Ning has been living in the prefectural governor's mansion during this period.
The place was very large, and the short time Rong Ning spent walking outside cleared her mind, which had just been foggy from sleep.
Before she even stepped out of the mansion, Rong Ning noticed that all the Northern soldiers who had been guarding the area seemed to have been withdrawn, and now it appeared that the Imperial Guards were the ones guarding the area.
oh?
Rong Ning narrowed her eyes, looked at the Crown Prince, and asked, "Why were the Imperial Guards alerted?"
"What? Have you forgotten the memorial you wrote to Father Emperor?"
"That one..."
Rong Ning suddenly realized...
"I never imagined that the memorial would end up in my father's hands."
The Crown Prince was amused by her reaction and laughed. "Didn't you expect that memorial to reach Father Emperor's hands, and it was so long and so serious?"
"You don't understand. It's precisely because it might not reach Father that we need to write it more clearly, so that the person who intercepted the memorial will be restless and suffer greatly before I escort him back to Nanyang City for interrogation."
The charges were written down clearly and plainly, enough to make anyone who read them shudder.
The prince understood what she meant; his younger sister had always had this kind of wicked sense of humor.
He suppressed his smile and said, "But why didn't you ever think that in this whole world, how many people would dare to stop you from writing a memorial?"
"If you ever return to Nanyang City and find out your memorial was intercepted, they'll dig three feet into the ground to find that person, and then they'll never have peace."
"Hmm? Is my reputation in Nanyang City really that bad?" Rong Ning asked, frowning. "It's as if my memorial is a trap, and anyone who tries to stop it will die."
“Isn’t that right?” the crown prince retorted.
ah……
this……
She hadn't really thought about that, but upon closer reflection, it seemed to make sense.
Rong Ning was speechless for a moment.
"Let me put it this way, right now, the only people in the court who dare to block your information are my father and me," the Crown Prince said, reaching out to stroke her hair again. "It's not that you have a bad reputation; it's that everyone in the court knows you're not someone to mess with, and they're even more cautious about you than they are about me, the Crown Prince."
I think this is good; at least we won't be bullied for no reason.
Before Rong Ning accompanied Rong Yang to the North, she publicly berated everyone in the court several times, letting the ministers know that she was a tough nut to crack and not to be trifled with.
She chuckled softly, "Unexpectedly, that momentary impulse back then has made some things easier now. Father Emperor read the memorial and even sent my elder brother with the Imperial Guards. He probably wants the prefect to return to Nanyang City alive to be interrogated."
"Um…"
The Crown Prince nodded…
"The crimes of buying and selling weapons and colluding with the enemy are not minor offenses. The court attaches great importance to them, and the ministers have jointly submitted a memorial requesting that the prefect be escorted back to Nanyang City for trial."
Ah Ning… let me tell you the truth, if the prefect takes him back to Nanyang City for trial, he might not be able to be pinned down.”
Rong Ning stopped and turned to look at him, sneering, "I know what you mean, and I understand that as long as the prefect takes him back to Nanyang City for interrogation, there is always the possibility of him recanting his testimony."
The Crown Prince sighed, "Well... after all, this time it's not just about affecting a small prefect, but about affecting the interests of the majority."
Rong Ning laughed, “Brother, let him recant his confession, we’ll do ours. I have complete evidence in my hands now, as well as General Bai’s confession.”
To prevent the prefect from recanting his testimony, I even had General Bai commit suicide, leaving no one to testify against him.
To put it more bluntly, even if the prefect denies guilt in the end and says I made a false accusation, it doesn't matter.
Even a false accusation is still an accusation!
If there is sufficient evidence, they won't escape.
They've been shameless and despicable in officialdom their whole lives; it's time for them to taste this bitterness.
But by then, the person behind it all will definitely be impossible to uncover.
The crown prince was taken aback, not expecting her to be so blunt.
Her younger sister... has always had such a clear goal since she was little. She doesn't care how many side branches she takes, she only cares about whether she can achieve her final result.
Even in this process, it is not limited to whether the methods used are aboveboard or not.
This is a very good quality.
They are well-suited for navigating the imperial court.
The Crown Prince looked at her and said with a smile, "If A Ning were a man, not restricted by this identity, she would definitely be invincible in the court."
Hey... what are you saying?
"Brother, have you ever thought that it is precisely because I am a woman that I can accomplish these things?"
Rong Ning also looked at him, "If I were a man, I would be targeted and hindered at every turn when I first showed my talent. How could I be as successful as I am today?"
Brother... I have never felt that I am a woman, or that I have suffered any great injustice or constraint.
Those grievances and constraints all stem from external evaluations and opinions, but I don't care about them.
No matter how vicious their words were, they were just empty talk. In fact, just the opinions of outsiders, because they thought I was a woman, could affect me enough to make me panic, feel helpless, and doubt myself.
So no matter how outrageous I became, no one used courtly methods to deal with me. They would just keep saying that I had no manners as a woman and that my father would summon me back to Nanyang City to learn proper etiquette.
But the Emperor wouldn't budge.
As long as Father doesn't give in, they can't do anything to me. Isn't that good?
The crown prince listened, deeply shocked. He opened his mouth, then closed it again, unsure how to respond.
"So..." Rong Ning smiled indifferently, "What does it matter if you're a woman or not? It doesn't matter much. Just make the most of your strengths."
Just like when she punched Minister Jin and debated with the court officials, they all said that Rong Ning needed to be disciplined.
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