The princess was ordained by Heaven.

Chapter 336 Mo Sheng's Pampered Charm

Xu Zhen looked serious and composed, but his fingers inside his sleeve were actually twisting nervously out of embarrassment.

"Respect."

"exist!"

Oh no, could it be that he holds a grudge? Could it be that he's going to yell at him?

"Why are you yelling so loudly?" Zheng Xun looked at him suspiciously.

Xu Zhen said awkwardly, "Please speak, Princess."

You can't blame him for overreacting; he remembers clearly what happened last time when his mind wasn't clear.

Every now and then, that memory would pop into his mind.

He wished he could kneel down and beg himself to stop thinking about it, but his thoughts were out of control. He kept recalling the scene where he called the princess "fierce" and "brave warrior".

Speaking inappropriately is disrespectful.

The inability to balance work and rest time is a sign of incompetence.

If the princess holds a grudge, he will inevitably be punished.

"I have something to tell you."

Xu Zhen breathed a sigh of relief; as long as he wasn't punished, that was fine.

That's good! He loves getting things done!

Do you know anything about first aid teams?

"Know. "

"Are you aware of what happened at the old prince's residence yesterday?"

Xu Zhen suddenly realized: "Does the princess wish to publicize this?"

"Yes, the more widely it spreads, the better."

As for the extent to which they can achieve this, that depends on Xu Zhen and the doctoral program's capabilities.

Xu Zhen solemnly cupped his hands in greeting: "Yes, sir."

Zheng Xun stopped in her tracks. In front of her was a begonia, which shouldn't be blooming at this time of year, but it had been carefully nurtured in the palace greenhouses and placed by the roadside where no one might walk by when it was in full bloom.

In a day or two, the flowers will freeze to death and be buried back underground, roots and all.

Zheng Xun casually glanced at the frostbitten petals: "I remember you once said you wanted to go to the front lines."

Xu Zhen's expression shifted: "Given the current situation, I will naturally go wherever I am needed. My wishes are insignificant compared to the needs of the princess and Dayong."

"I like hearing what you said, but I still intend to let you have your way."

Xu Zhen clenched his thumb and calmly said, "It's entirely up to the princess."

Zheng Xun noticed his unusual behavior and asked with a smile, "Why are you so reserved? Are you afraid of me?"

Xu Zhen lowered his eyes, not daring to look her in the eye: "Isn't it because I offended you last time, so I'm feeling uneasy?"

Zheng Xun chuckled: "Don't worry, I'll let it slide since it's your first offense. However, this is the only time."

Only after receiving a definite answer from Zheng Xun did Xu Zhen relax: "The front line that the princess mentioned..."

Do you know Pang Yunyi and Che Zhong'an?

"I heard something."

"One of them is eccentric, and the other is irritable. They are both wild horses that are difficult to tame. You should study them carefully and see when you can tighten the reins to control them. That's when you can go to Dongzhou with them."

Xu Zhen's initiative to accept the doctoral program was simply because he saw it as a stepping stone.

He planned two paths for himself: one was to pursue a doctorate, and the other was to join the military. Both paths led to the cabinet.

But which path he chooses is not up to him, but up to the princess.

It now seems that the princess has changed her mind.

"I knew I was the princess's most trusted person. See, when something good happens, isn't it always me who comes to mind first?"

Zheng Xun's expression was strange.

The reason this matter was entrusted to Xu Zhen was that the positions of others could not be changed, but the doctoral school had a suitable candidate to replace him.

As for the good thing he mentioned...

Oh well, he won't be happy for long anyway, let him think it's a good thing for now.

It remains to be seen who will emerge victorious when Pang Yunyi and Che Zhong'an, those two troublemakers, clash with Xu Zhen.

To be honest, Zheng Xun was actually looking forward to it.

"Go and find out more about them."

Zheng Xun patted him on the shoulder, his tone tinged with pity.

Xu Zhen had a bad feeling and left thoughtfully.

Zheng Xun stood there for a while, then pointed to the flowers on the ground: "Let the flowers and plants in the garden grow naturally. It's nice to have different scenery in each season."

There's no need to waste your time and money on these unnecessary things.

Zhichun responded and turned to instruct the palace servants to handle the matter.

Zhicheng asked in a low voice, "Princess..."

Zheng Xun raised his hand: "This is a small matter, Father Emperor won't mind."

Zhichun listened to their words and silently lowered her eyes.

"Let's go and pay our respects to the Empress Dowager."

It was ostensibly a greeting, but in reality, it was a way for the Empress to see her good daughter on the border.

Zheng Xun would visit her whenever she had free time. If the Empress's gratitude towards her were contained in a bottle, it would surely have overflowed by now.

Several more uneventful days passed, and Zheng Xun finally figured out the pattern that affected the length of the live stream in Brown Country.

There is only one influencing factor: the number of people.

Countless scenes of large crowds flashed through Zheng Xun's mind in an instant.

Banquets, court assemblies, military camps...

After discussing it with the emperor, they finally decided to resume the grand court assembly.

The emperor asked a question as if to explain why, and then quickly agreed.

The ministers, who had been eagerly awaiting the news, received the message and prepared to enter the palace well in advance.

This time at the Fengqin Hall, both those who should have been present and those who shouldn't have were there.

Even the Left Vice Minister of Rites, whose name I had long heard of but whom I had never met, and the Eighth Prince, who rarely participated in court assemblies, were present.

This Vice Minister of Rites, whose surname was Ji and given name was Youguang, was tall and slender with naturally curly hair. He looked like a piece of mutton-fat jade, beautiful but lacking in human warmth.

Zheng Xun felt that he was more suited to standing on a cloud, surrounded by mist, with a pair of eyes as clear as a deep pool peeking out from the haze.

Seemingly noticing Zheng Xun's gaze, he turned around and, after seeing Zheng Xun's appearance clearly, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Zheng Xun nodded to him, and he returned the greeting, but his face seemed even paler.

The emperor watched silently, and upon seeing this, he quickly ordered someone to bring up a chair for Ji Youguang to sit down.

Zheng Xun stood with his hands in his pockets, expressionless, and thought to himself, "Ah, today is really lively."

When Ji Youguang heard the inner voice for the first time, his clear, cold eyes looked at Zheng Xun with a hint of curiosity in them.

After efficiently and quickly handling the important matters, the ministers began to slack off and wait for the live broadcast.

Zheng Xun, however, showed no intention of starting a live stream.

Everyone was getting impatient and was looking for an opportunity to test him, but soon, Zheng Xun's inner thoughts gave them the answer.

[Since the live streams are always in the morning, they can only glean information about the early morning court session in the Brown Kingdom, but who would discuss secret matters in broad daylight?]

But at night, there are too few people, so the live stream lasts too short. It would be such a waste if it ended halfway through at a crucial point.

The Eighth Prince, who had hardly ever witnessed a court assembly, thought: If I had known that court assemblies were so lively, why did I refuse to attend them?

At that time, the Eighth Prince had just returned to the capital, and the Emperor asked him if he wanted to participate in court affairs.

He had no interest in the throne, and relying on his extensive reading experience, he chose to avoid suspicion.

No one told him that the court meetings of the Great Yong Dynasty were so interesting!

He was incredibly excited and eager to know what solution Zheng Xun had in mind.

Since it is inconvenient for me to leave the palace, let them stay.

Zheng Xun suddenly stepped forward: "Father, the Great Yong is currently very busy with many affairs, and it is inconvenient for ministers to travel back and forth between the palace and their homes. Why don't we set aside a place for everyone to handle and exchange palace matters? Three meals a day can be provided by the kitchen staff, which will also make it easier to take care of the ministers' health. After official business is finished, the ministers can go home..."

The emperor raised an eyebrow; he hadn't expected Zheng Xun to come up with a concrete implementation plan in such a short time.

In fact, Zheng Xun simply transplanted the system established by his descendants to the present day.

In the case of the Dayong Dynasty, after the implementation of the collective office system, the ministers had almost no time to spend with their families.

To appease the public, Zheng Xun proposed increasing the number of days off and changing the fixed days off to a flexible system, so that the court would not stop operating and anyone who needed to rest could apply for leave.

Everyone welcomes such a system, except for the emperor.

Does "the court never stops operating" mean that he has to attend court all the time?

Is this reasonable?

Is this appropriate?

Doesn't he need to rest?

Did Yuan Jia hope he would die suddenly early so that she could take over the position sooner?

If that's the case, he admits she's half right.

He's not made of iron; even with boundless energy, he needs rest.

"Qi Wenhe, this matter is entrusted to you for improvement. Produce a specific set of rules within three days."

Qi Wenhe: ...

He knew that being the Minister of Personnel was not an easy job.

Three days later, even after wringing him dry, he still couldn't squeeze anything out.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the emperor raised an eyebrow: "What, do you still have doubts?"

"no!"

"That's fine. Also, remember to arrange for me and Yuanjia to take turns. You can decide on the specific rotation time."

Qi Wenhe desperately wanted to faint.

The emperor is treating him like a member of the Brown Kingdom!

He's really something, managing to schedule the emperor's court sessions one day.

If the emperor is not satisfied, he won't kill him, will he?

Zheng Xun smiled and said, "Lord Qi, go ahead and do it."

The emperor was unwilling to abdicate for two reasons: firstly, he was genuinely too busy to stay idle, and secondly, he also wanted to contribute to the Great Yong Dynasty.

Now he is mostly helping Zheng Xun fill in the gaps in her knowledge. After all, Zheng Xun is from a different era, and her ideas may not be applicable to Dayong. That's when the emperor needs to remind her.

For example, on one occasion, Zheng Xun misjudged the speed of information transmission in this era and almost issued an unreasonable order. Fortunately, the emperor reminded him, which prevented a mess from happening.

Apart from this situation, Zheng Xun was basically in charge, so it didn't matter how Qi Wenhe arranged things.

Once this was confirmed, Zheng Xun slowly opened the light screen.

The scene that appears this time is still Jinwen Pavilion, Jiaolian's bedroom.

This time, however, there was a man beside Jiao Lian.

Remember him, that's the person!

Upon hearing the voice, everyone in the Fengqin Hall was startled and hurriedly tried to memorize the faces in the image.

"This is... Mo Sheng..."

Someone recognized him and whispered something.

Ah, so this is Mo Sheng, the one who marched straight in and fought his way to their current position.

Some people couldn't help but think of the clothes scattered in Fengqin Hall.

Those ministers who considered themselves exceptionally handsome were somewhat wary.

The subordinates are of both genders, so what kind of good person could Mo Sheng, the leader, be?

This person needs to remember that, for the sake of their innocence, the sooner Mo Sheng dies, the better.

The emperor narrowed his eyes. This was Mo Sheng, the Mo Sheng who perished together with Jiao Jiao?

Contrary to their expectations, Mo Sheng appeared overly upright.

In the light screen, Jiao Lian had just finished a painting, writing a poem, signing her name, and stamping her seal all in one go.

Mo Sheng took the painting and placed it in the screen for her.

After silently finishing his work, he asked in a muffled voice, "Did they give you any trouble?"

"No, everyone knows I'm one of yours, who would dare to make things difficult for me?"

Her delicate tone held a hint of self-deprecation, and the beautiful girl seemed to inadvertently reveal sadness, making it impossible for anyone not to feel protective of her.

Mo Sheng was silent for a moment: "Recently, things have been chaotic outside. The Emperor's men have been arresting people indiscriminately, causing unrest. Many officials have been attacked. The Emperor was furious when he learned of this and punished many people."

【I'm just lucky, Qi Yongji is lucky, and I'm not bad either. Quietly, I missed the whole story, but someone still told me the ending~】

Jiaolian certainly knew.

Yue Niang is both bold and meticulous in her actions. Her people have been safely rescued, and the matter is progressing very smoothly.

The result was good, and the effort and suffering involved seemed insignificant.

"What are you laughing at?"

Upon hearing Mo Sheng's words, Jiao Lian realized that a smile had crept onto her lips.

She remained completely calm and said naturally, "It's rare for you to speak at such a long time."

Mo Sheng's tense lips relaxed slightly: "I'll explain clearly so you won't worry."

"Hey, I'm curious, you're such a quiet person, how do you manage when leading troops and getting along with your colleagues?"

Mo Sheng did not answer.

He was just taciturn, not taciturn; he was simply too cautious in front of her, often afraid that his words might offend her, which is why he rarely spoke.

Zheng Xun, standing outside the light screen, couldn't help but chuckle.

No, I can tell with my own eyes that Mo Sheng has his eye on our Jiao Lian.

[I bet they're still using the excuse of taking care of Mu Zhuo to cover things up.]

To be honest, if the live stream didn't need to be used wisely, I'd really like to see Jiaolian training the dog.

The Eighth Prince looked at it again and again in confusion: "No, how did Third Sister figure that out?"

The eldest prince affectionately stroked his hair: "Silly child, you're still young, it's normal that you can't tell."

Mo Sheng was a restrained person; he only revealed the burning passion in his eyes when Jiao Lian looked away.

Jiao Lian pretended not to know anything and said gently, "You..."

With just that one sentence, Mo Sheng's gaze immediately sharpened: "Charming..."

He stared at her intently and reached out his hand.

The people in Fengqin Hall were enjoying their melon-eating when they suddenly heard Zheng Xun muttering to himself.

Let's get down to business...

Inside the light screen, Jiao Lian turned her head away, avoiding Mo Sheng's hand.

"sorry……

"No need to apologize, it was my fault."

"Give me a moment..."

Mo Sheng's eyes lit up with joy: "I'll wait for you!"

He seemed afraid that his ecstatic appearance would disturb Jiao Lian, so he took his leave in a flustered manner.

Jiao Lian's smile vanished like the tide: "Give me some time, give Dayong some time, and we'll crush the He Kingdom."

[Truly a fine young lady of our Great Yong Dynasty, with a steadfast mind!]

So, let's get down to business...

As if she had heard Zheng Xun's thoughts, Yue Niang stepped into Jiao Lian's room.

"Although this group of people has been cleared of suspicion for the time being, any slight movement in the future will attract suspicious attention. Just to be on the safe side, I have decided to temporarily cut off contact with them."

"Twelve people...it's not easy to rebuild from scratch."

"No matter how difficult it is, we can't take that risk."

Having made up her mind, Yue Niang did not continue discussing the matter. The two sat together and discussed in hushed tones the recent situation in the Brown Kingdom.