Candlelight illuminates the palace.
The empress lay quietly on the dragon's bed, with the quilt covering her collarbones and her snow-white arms exposed in the air.
A bunch of black hair flows beside her ears, and her oval face looks very peaceful.
Zhao An sat on the edge of the bed, shamelessly taking his soft little hand and squeezing it.
"Your Majesty, can I tell you a story?"
"Go away, I don't want to listen."
"It's not a horror story, it's a legend."
Zhao An really didn't intend to scare her, so he opened his mouth and told the story of the White Snake.
Sure enough, she was fascinated by what she heard, and finally fell into a deep sleep, with a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, and her brows relaxed a lot.
Morning next day.
As Zhao An expected, hundreds of officials were extremely dissatisfied with the Queen Mother taking away the military power of Qianjun Duwuwei.
"Your Majesty, it has been a rule since ancient times that the harem must not disrupt the government! Now that the Queen Mother has left the Duwu Guard to inspect the harem, I think it is inappropriate."
This time, the Minister of War was the first to jump out.
The empress laughed sarcastically and said, "Are you mistaken, my dear? It's obvious that you said that the harem was uneasy and there were traitors and cholera. The Queen Mother went out of her way to personally intervene to share your pressure. You didn't want to repay your kindness, but instead blamed the Queen Mother. Why? Is that true? Or do you think the Queen Mother will raise troops to rebel against her own family?"
What he said was well-founded and enlightening.
The Minister of War was stunned speechless.
Several other ministers planned to agree, but they all hesitated after hearing this.
It's all a matter of etiquette. But if we look into it in detail, the Duke and several ministers led the army into the harem. What kind of etiquette is there?
At this moment, all the officials looked at each other in silence, unwilling to make the matter a big deal.
"Your Majesty! I impeach several ministers for exceeding the power of the monarch and ministers and interfering with the harem. This is an unforgivable crime!"
Wang Chang suddenly started playing loudly.
The faces of the Minister of War and others turned the color of pig liver, "Master Wang, we are just sharing your worries!"
"Absurd! Looking at all the dynasties, which courtiers are as lawless as you?"
"You're talking nonsense!"
Wang Chang took history as a lesson, and his words were full of aggression.
He was quite polite and did not directly call a few people traitors and traitors. After all, only traitors could do such ridiculous things.
That's not all, Wang Chang added: "The sin of insulting the Holy One is unforgivable, and his name should be left in the history books, and he will be infamy for thousands of years!"
"Wang Chang, don't be too presumptuous!"
"My merits and demerits are in the heart of the people, and it is up to you to judge!"
The quarrel in the court turned into a pot of porridge.
Zhao An and the empress stood in the main hall and watched the show quietly.
The empress secretly said: "I am hungry, what will I eat later?"
"I will cook myself and make you a bowl of shredded chicken and tofu. I guarantee you will like it."
"I also want to eat some desserts. The cake last time was good."
"Okay, I'll make you a little love cake."
The quarrel at court was so lively that the two sides barely exchanged greetings with each other's family, but Zhao An and the empress were chatting and eating in private, completely separate worlds.
When they were about to fight, the empress stood up suddenly and broke the tea cup!
"Have you made enough noise?"
A loud shout was like thunder.
After hearing this, all the officials woke up from their dreams and knelt down on the ground. Only Chen Guogong remained motionless, seemingly absent-minded.
"How unbecoming is it to make a noise! If you want to make a noise, I will have you escorted to the market trough and make a noise in front of the people of the capital! How about that?"
"I am aware of my guilt——"
A sporadic confession sounded, and the empress snorted heavily, "The Imperial Academy starts classes today. Dear ladies, please go home. If anyone is willing to send his heir to study, you can sign up and withdraw from the imperial court!"
The empress walked away without any hesitation.
Sure enough, all the officials lost their temper after mentioning the Imperial College.
They almost forgot that their biggest opponent was the Holy Sect, but to be honest, they wanted their children to enter the Holy Sect and read the sages' books. After all, that was the highest honor. Unfortunately, it depends on Chen Guogong's wishes.
When Chen Guogong saw all the officials staring at him, he said displeasedly: "Each family can clean up the snow on their own. Whoever wants to go can go without asking for my opinion."
"No, Lord Duke, please give me some advice."
Officials surrounded Chen Guogong and left the hall in a bustle.
In a corner somewhere, Zhao An and the Empress watched this scene quietly.
The empress said: "Slave, do you think Chen Guo will stop them?"
"He wants to stop it, but unfortunately he doesn't have the ability. The Holy Sect is the highest palace in the hearts of people in the world. If he dares to say this, the officials will not say anything on the surface, but they will definitely hold grudges in private. Just watch, this matter It’s enough for him to drink a pot, and I’m also curious about what the old fox will do with it.”
Zhao An was very interested.
The establishment of the Imperial College was a conspiracy. Before Enke, he recruited clan members, nobles, and children from aristocratic families as the first batch of students. There was a lot of wisdom in this.
At first glance, the court situation is divided into royalists, Kuomintang parties and neutral factions, but in detail, it can be divided into clans, dignitaries, aristocratic families and clans.
They compete with each other. As long as one person enters the Imperial College, the others will definitely be unable to sit still.
The empress suddenly realized, "Are you going to let them bite dogs? It's easier said than done. The Chen family is old enough to seek the country and will definitely not stop them."
"Your Majesty, do you know about 80?"
Zhao An's smile at this moment was indescribably evil.
The empress looked confused. When Zhao An explained what eighty was, her mouth opened wide, "You..."
"No parent cares about their children. Competitiveness among young people is inevitable. Today you force him to drink urine, and tomorrow he will feed you daddy..."
"Hey! Are you disgusting?"
The empress looked disgusted and quickly took a step back.
Zhao An winked at her and took her back to Yangxin Hall. He kept his promise and personally cooked chicken soup, tofu and small cakes for her.
After finishing his work, Zhao An trotted to Ningkun Palace to find Chen Yuru.
When she mentioned that the Imperial College was going to start classes recently, Chen Yuru took the initiative to go along without waiting for an invitation.
She is a somewhat clever woman, and this is a good opportunity to win over people.
Now that her father is opposed to the opening of classes at the Imperial College, if she now stands up and obeys the will of heaven, the hearts of the noble family will naturally turn towards her.
Zhao An touched his nose and secretly despised it.
If the status of the empress hadn't been inappropriate, how could such a good thing have happened to her.
The group left the palace.
Only Zhao An and Chang Ming were behind him. Taking advantage of the time, Zhao An said what he should say when banqueting the commander of the Imperial Guard.
Chen Yuru praised: "As expected of Eunuch Zhao, as long as we find this person, I will be rewarded heavily."
While he was talking, he had already arrived at the Imperial College.
The Imperial College is located in the south of the palace city. The entrance hall of the huge school is spacious, but no one has come to register at this moment.
Cui Wengong led Chu Liuyun and other disciples, as well as Xu Ruqing, to greet him.
Chen Yuru smiled brightly and had a pleasant look, and she actually had a demeanor that would make her the best in the world.
Cui Wengong accompanied her into the main hall, but Xu Ruqing, who followed behind, kept looking at Zhao An, with a bit of suspicion in his demure eyes.
Damn, why are you here?
Zhao An quickly lowered his head to avoid eye contact.
The previous meetings were all in disguise, so it’s best not to be recognized by this little girl!
