The Queen has arrived: An Lingrong does not want to fight in the palace after her rebirth

Little Yunzi limped along the long street. He had been gathering information outside for a whole day and finally pieced together the whole story of Prince Dun beating someone. Now he had to report the matter to his queen.

But just as he arrived outside the hall, he heard the sound of his master and Concubine Hui talking and laughing from inside.

He thought for a moment, then walked into the palace as if nothing had happened, handed the silk thread in his hands to Zhen Huan with both hands, and then naturally moved closer to Jin Xi who was serving beside him, pretending to chat and whispered softly:

"Aunt Jinxi, Prince Dun beat up the censor Zhang Lin."

His volume was just right, and Shen Meizhuang happened to hear his words clearly, and immediately asked, "What's going on?"

Xiao Yunzi first glanced at Zhen Huan, and when she nodded slightly, he replied, "I heard from outside that after Prince Dun recovered from his injury, he was late for court for several consecutive days and slightly contradicted the emperor in the court. The censor Zhang impeached him for disrespecting the emperor, which was a crime of great disrespect. Who would have thought that after the court was over, Prince Dun blocked him and beat him so hard that he couldn't get out of bed."

Such an absurd and reckless thing seems like something that Prince Dun would do. Shen Meizhuang was not surprised at all: "He has a straightforward personality and never takes the scholars who talk about Confucius and Mencius seriously. The censors and imperial officials take it as their responsibility to advise the king on his mistakes and the ministers on their faults. I am afraid that Prince Dun's actions will only anger the public."

Little Yunzi then continued, "Your Excellency is right. According to the rules of our ancestors, censors cannot be beaten. Right now, the civil officials in the court are furious and are demanding that Prince Dun be severely punished to restore the court's laws and regulations, but Prince Dun is hiding in his mansion and not coming out."

Shen Meizhuang said disdainfully: "He really dares to do things but not to take responsibility. The example of the Eighth Prince and the Ninth Prince is still there. It won't be difficult for the Emperor to deal with him."

Zhen Huan disagreed after hearing this. Ever since the Emperor hinted that he was going to attack the Nian family, he had been making plans. There shouldn't be any complications at this time. "If the Emperor gets angry about this, it will be difficult to deal with. Prince Dun has done nothing wrong. If we deal with him now, it will be bad for the Emperor. People will say that the Emperor is harsh on his brothers."

The censors have sharp pens, and the civil officials and scholars spread rumors. If this matter is not handled, there will be a lot of criticism for the emperor. Shen Meizhuang is worried: "But if it is not handled well, it will endanger the court."

Xiao Yunzi told the whole story: "Your Excellency is worried that because of this reason, the Emperor stayed in the Yangxin Palace for a whole day without coming out."

Shen Meizhuang's first reaction was to say to Zhen Huan: "It's already like this, go and take a look."

Zhen Huan had long wanted to establish her prestige in the palace by making suggestions and making contributions, so that everyone would be afraid of her and would no longer dare to murder her at will. She said:

"Sister Mei, let me think about this."

Seeing her frowning and thinking, Shen Meizhuang left Yongshou Palace first.

"Your Majesty, don't you really want to go and take a look?" Jianqiu also heard the news outside.

The Queen wrote the last stroke of her pen, a calm and ancient word "静", which was so powerful that it could be seen through the back of the paper. She handed it to Jianqiu with satisfaction and said, "Frame it. I am not going because I believe that the Emperor is wise and such a small matter would not be difficult for him. The Emperor trapped me in the Yangxin Palace just because he felt that his brothers were not loyal to him. It is best for me not to go at this time. Besides, if someone is eager to make achievements, he will naturally think of ways to share the worries of the Emperor. I just need to do my part."

As the sky darkened, the sound of heated debate among the ministers could be faintly heard outside the imperial study.

Zhen Huan waited anxiously outside the palace.

When their legs were sore from standing, the door of the imperial study finally opened and the ministers filed out. When they saw Zhen Huan standing at the door, they glanced at her out of the corner of their eyes, then suppressed their doubts and strode away.

Zhen Huan walked into the imperial study naturally. Before her miscarriage, she had accompanied the emperor in the imperial study many times. This was one of the reasons why she dared to come and persuade him. She was the only one in the harem who had the honor of walking in the imperial study.

"Your Highness, may the Emperor be blessed with good health and happiness."

A crisp greeting interrupted the emperor's thoughts. He did not summon Zhen Huan, so why did she come? He came down from the throne, rolled up the jade beads in his hand, making a rustling sound, and naturally helped Zhen Huan up with one hand:

"But have you heard about the rumor that's spreading in the palace?" He said as he pulled her towards the east warm room.

Zhen Huan asked Jin Xi to open the food box: "Yes, although I live in the harem, I have heard a little bit. Even though the government is busy, Your Majesty must take care of his health. I have stewed donkey-hide gelatin and codonopsis pilosula soup for you. It is the best for replenishing qi and calming the mind. Your Majesty, please have a taste."

Normally, the emperor would always say politely to the concubines for making food: "You are thoughtful." Now he took the stew pot from Zhen Huan's hand, but did not say this. Instead, he asked directly: "You already know about the incident of Prince Dun beating the censor. How do you think I should deal with it? Should I deal with Prince Dun impartially according to the law?"

Hearing the emperor's question, Zhen Huan finally put her worries to rest. She was right. "Your Majesty, as the ruler of a country, must handle this matter impartially according to the law, but you must not punish Prince Dun."

Having said this, she paused and looked fixedly at the emperor, whose expression was unreadable under the candlelight.

The emperor noticed her look and continued to ask, "I thought you would advocate punishing Prince Dun. Tell me what you think."

Zhen Huan needed a guarantee: "Your Majesty, don't you blame me for making irresponsible comments on government affairs?"

"It's okay. I'll just treat it as gossip and won't blame you." Under the warm yellow candlelight, the emperor's eyes dimmed.

"I think the most important thing right now is to appease people's hearts and resolve the conflict between Prince Dun and the court officials. When two tigers fight, one of them will be injured. No matter which side is injured, the foundation of the court will be shaken. Prince Dun has been in the army for a long time and is a prominent noble. If Prince Dun is punished for this matter, it will cause dissatisfaction among the generals and suspicion among the clan members..."

Zhen Huan explained the pros and cons of the strategies one by one, and the emperor looked at her with more and more solemn eyes, until Zhen Huan asked, since ancient times, which hurdle is the most difficult for heroes to overcome, and the emperor said with a double meaning: "Heroes have difficulty in getting over beautiful women, and Huan Huan has the talent of a military strategist."

Zhen Huan heard this and smiled with cunning success: "How could I understand these state affairs? I only know that it is just the thoughts of the sisters-in-law. I saw that Prince Dun respected Fu Jin very much at the banquets, so I thought of asking Fu Jin to persuade Prince Dun to apologize to Zhang Lin. This way, the big things will be reduced to small things, and the small things will be eliminated."

The emperor asked meaningfully, "Then who do you think is the most suitable person to persuade Prince Dun's wife?"

"If Your Majesty does not despise my incompetence, I will volunteer."

The emperor forced a vague smile and said, "In the harem, you are the only one who can help me solve my problems. My ministers should come and see me. They are paid by me, but they are not as insightful as a woman."

This made Zhen Huan even more unprepared: "I am a woman in the harem, and I can come up with such an idea. It's just that I guessed the emperor's intention by chance. The ministers are familiar with book ethics, but I am familiar with the emperor. I can still guess the emperor's will."

"Hanhuan, you are the only one who understands my intentions best. Prince Khatun will be unacceptable if he continues like this sooner or later."

The emperor's words made Zhen Huan's blood boil. This was something he would say if he regarded her as his confidant. She said again: "Prince Dun is domineering. If the emperor has this intention, it will be a great blessing for the country, but now is not the time to get rid of Prince Dun."

Seeing Zhen Huan's self-satisfied look, the emperor threw out another matter to test her: "I think that after this matter is settled, I will let your father take up an important position in the Inspectorate to impeach all officials for me. Your father alone is not enough, I also have to promote those officials who are not as talented as Prince Dun and Nian Gengyao. However, this matter cannot alert the enemy at the moment, so I am hesitant."

Zhen Huan was very happy that her father was going to be promoted. The honor and favor of a woman in the harem were closely related to her family background. If she had Nian Shilan's background, how could she have nearly lost her life several times? Hearing that the emperor asked for her opinion again, Zhen Huan thought for a while and gave a suggestion: "We have to appease them first. However, Prince Dun and his wife are no longer as noble as they can be, and there is no more title to be given. Instead, we can work hard on their children."

The Emperor's gaze towards Zhen Huan was no longer solemn, but scrutinizing. The person sitting opposite him was no longer a concubine, but a counselor who could offer advice and suggestions. Would it be a benefit or a disadvantage to let such a woman get involved in power? The Emperor thought for a while and said slowly, "He has a son and a daughter. I want to make an exception and confer the title of Heshuo Princess to the daughter, with the same status as the sons born to concubines, and confer the title of Beizi to the son in advance."

Now that things have come to this, the honors that should be given have been given, but the constraints that should be given must also be put in place. Zhen Huan decisively interrupted and said, "Not only should she be given the title of Princess, but her title should also be changed." After a pause, she directly gave a title, "Let's propose the word Gong Ding, so that it can always remind her father to be respectful and stable. Also, if the prince does not want to accept this grace, it is better to raise the princess under the lap of the Queen Mother. If something unexpected happens in the future, it can temporarily hold Prince Dun hostage."

She was decisive in her gentle words and had Prince Dun's weak spot firmly in her hand. The emperor just looked at her without saying a word.

After Zhen Huan finished speaking, she saw that the emperor did not respond. She was afraid for a moment, wondering if she had acted too hastily. Amid the crackling sound of the charcoal fire, she could hear her own rapid breathing. Just as she was sweating profusely, she finally heard the emperor's faint laughter:

"I can't find any mistakes in Huanhuan's plan. You are indeed the best in the harem. I will follow your advice and draft an order now. You will serve me with your writing."

A moment later, the imperial edict to confer titles on Prince Dun's children was completed, and the emperor put down his pen and said, "Huanhuan, you have solved my urgent need, is there anything you want?"

Zhen Huan glared at the Emperor: "Silang said that he and Huan Huan are of one mind. These are just Huan Huan's words of concern that Silang is overworked. Why do I need Silang's reward?"

"Hanhuan is sensible, which is a blessing for me. But now I still have government affairs to deal with. It's freezing outside, so you should go back early."

Zhen Huan glanced at the pile of memorials on the imperial desk and frowned, "It's getting late, Your Majesty should go to bed early."

"It's okay, go ahead. You will have to take care of consoling Prince Dun's wife tomorrow."

After talking about tomorrow's matter, Zhen Huan took her leave from the imperial study.

When he stepped back to the door, Su Peisheng carefully escorted the person out with a smile on his face.

The emperor saw this scene and kept it in his heart.

"Go to Yonghe Palace!"

So late? Su Peisheng didn't dare to say anything and could only do as he was told.