EBE Chapter 392: Discussing State Affairs, Last Chance
Chapter 392: Discussing State Affairs, Last Chance
The emperor also understood what the other party meant. He was silent for a while and then spoke.
"If the Queen attacks you and the child again, even if I don't depose her, I will definitely make you the Imperial Noble Consort."
The emperor looked at Fu Cha Zhixi's face and finally softened his heart and made such a clear promise.
"Okay, since the emperor has said so, I will believe the emperor once again."
"I have never cared about status, but if this is the only way to protect my child, then I am willing to accept it."
Fu Cha Zhixi looked at the emperor with a firm gaze and spoke.
"I know you are not that kind of person."
The emperor spoke.
"I specifically ordered the kitchen to make these. Your Majesty must be hungry after working so hard for so long."
Fu Cha Zhixi burst into laughter. Since the emperor had given such a clear promise, there was no need for her to continue to dwell on this matter.
If you talk too much, it will have the opposite effect.
"I'm a little hungry now."
After saying that, the emperor took the soup handed to him by Fucha Zhixi and took a sip.
"By the way, Your Majesty, the Lantern Festival is coming soon. I am now in charge of the affairs of the harem, so I came here to ask Your Majesty what plans you have."
Fu Cha Zhixi looked at the emperor and asked with a smile.
"I'll leave this matter to you. I don't want to be too extravagant, just keep it simple."
"Although this is your first time doing something like this, you don't have to worry too much. Concubine Jing is always steady and dignified. With Concubine Jing's assistance, you can just do it boldly."
The emperor was worried that Fu Cha Zhixi would be scared, so he spoke to comfort her again.
"Your Majesty, why not let Concubine Wan come along as well?"
Fu Cha Zhixi thought for a moment and then looked at the emperor and spoke.
"Why did you suddenly think of her?"
The emperor looked at Fu Cha Zhixi with some confusion and asked.
"Recently, rumors have been circulating in the palace that Concubine Wan's sister is interfering in government affairs. Although I have tried my best to stop the rumors, they have not been completely dispelled."
"So I thought it would be better to let Sister Wanfei participate in this matter, so that she would listen less to the rumors from outsiders, and at the same time it could divert the attention of everyone in the harem and let the rumors die down as soon as possible."
Fu Cha Zhixi looked at the emperor and explained.
"In that case, let's do as you say. As for the rumors, you don't have to worry too much. I will find a way to deal with it."
When the emperor thought about what he heard a few days ago, he felt a little dissatisfied with Zhen Yuandao and Zhen Huan.
Now that something like this has happened again, he has become even more annoyed with Zhen Huan.
I have allowed you to participate in state affairs, but why can't you control yourself and stop showing off this matter?
After all, the emperor didn't think that any of the servants serving in his Palace of Tranquil Longevity would dare to say these things outside, and the only possibility that this matter would be exposed in the harem was that something went wrong on Zhen Huan's part.
The Emperor suddenly felt a little regretful that he had appointed Zhen Huan as his consort too early. Zhen Huan's temper needed some further tempering.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore."
"Please accompany me for dinner."
The emperor didn't want to talk about these unhappy things with his Xier anymore, so he spoke in a gentle tone.
The next day, the emperor looked at the collection of Guxiangting poems handed over by Guwalgia Emin and could not help but frowning.
Guwalgia Emin directly used this collection of poems to portray Zhen Yuandao as a close friend of Qian Mingshi, thereby slandering Zhen Yuandao for having treasonous intentions.
The emperor looked at Guwalgia Emin kneeling below in silence, and naturally knew why he did this.
But if what he said was true, then he would definitely deal with Zhen Yuandao.
However, before dealing with it, he still planned to test Zhen Huan first.
"Why did the emperor come here suddenly?"
Zhen Huan put down the book in her hand, looked at the emperor with some surprise and said.
"I got a collection of poems and wanted to let you take a look at it."
After the emperor chatted briefly with Zhen Huan, he handed the collection of poems in his hand to Zhen Huan.
"Who is this Qian Mingshi? Is he a famous poet?"
Zhen Huan asked curiously as she looked at the names on the book.
"It's not important. How about the poems he wrote?"
The emperor spoke.
Zhen Huan opened the poetry collection and read it again and again, and couldn't help but frowning in disappointment.
"It's not very good. The poem is very ordinary. It can't really be called excellent."
“So you think this poem is not good?”
The emperor looked at Zhen Huan meaningfully and asked.
"In that case, what kind of person would collect this collection of poems, especially since it is not sold on the market."
"That may be because he particularly likes it, or he is a close friend of the author."
Zhen Huan looked at the Emperor with some uncertainty and said.
"Your Majesty, why did you think of asking me this question?"
After Zhen Huan finished speaking, she raised her eyes and met the emperor's somewhat strange gaze, which made her feel uneasy.
"I just feel that this poem is full of flattery, which is really disgusting. It even praises evil people in this poem. The author is worthy of death and should be dismissed and sent back to his hometown."
The emperor spoke in a cold tone.
Zhen Huan felt the atmosphere was becoming tense, but she thought she and the emperor could talk about anything, so she still spoke.
"I didn't read it carefully enough to see that there was anything in this collection of poems that glorified evil."
"The person the author of this collection of poems praises is Lao Shi."
The emperor didn't expect that even after he said this, Zhen Huan was still defending the author of this collection of poems.
"When was this collection of poems written? Was it written during the reign of Prince Yun or Prince Dun, or is it written now?"
Zhen Huan thought about it and then pleaded for the author.
“It was written in the old days.”
The emperor stared straight at Zhen Huan. He didn't believe that she didn't see his anger, but she insisted on going against him, which really made him very unhappy.
"If that's the case, then it's understandable. After all, Prince Dun was in a high position and had great power, so naturally many people tried to curry favor with him. It's not surprising that he wrote such a collection of poems."
Zhen Huan did notice the emperor's dissatisfaction, but in her heart she did not agree with the emperor's behavior. After all, the author's behavior was not serious enough to be dismissed from his post, and she hoped that she could persuade the emperor.
But Zhen Huan forgot that although the emperor had accepted some of her suggestions before, it did not mean that she had the right to persuade the emperor, let alone the ability to change the emperor's mind.
"Then tell me, how should I deal with this person?"
The emperor, considering Zhen Huan's previous contributions, plans to give her one last chance.