Can't a princess ascend the throne?

Chapter 23 will give him a proper burial!
That's right, Xin Tanhua is gritting his teeth in hatred right now!
He gritted his teeth so hard they crunched, and it took Xin Tanhua a while to control himself before he could finally speak without any emotional bias.

"Your Majesty, I am Yu Lang's only son. His death was not honorable, and it had nothing to do with anyone else. Therefore, I do not intend to pursue the matter. I beg Your Majesty to allow this matter to be dropped for now! As for Yu Lang, well, no, I will give him a proper burial!"

Uh……

Xin Tanhua, you couldn't control yourself with that last sentence! Wasn't that a sign of intense hatred? It's easy to imagine that you definitely won't find a good burial place for Yu Lang in the end! Besides, even his own son isn't going to pursue the matter, so what's the point of them investigating?
The old emperor was speechless.

But this also proves how unpopular Yu Lang was. His own son wished him dead, and his own concubines had already taken action. However, Yu Lang did one good thing in the end: he didn't die directly at the hands of Xin Tanhua or those concubines. He just died on his own, so there was no need for him to worry about it.

However, at the last minute, Emperor Jingtai's paranoia resurfaced. Although those concubines were pitiful, it was morally wrong for them to plot against their ruler as concubines.

There are also Chunyu Shuang and Ying Jiuque, both women, who wouldn't interfere out of sympathy and quietly cover up what they did.
Even though Chunyu Shuang's long speech didn't reveal any of this, Emperor Jingtai still thought so.

Speaking of which, should I plead for Fuliu and the others?

Emperor Jingtai's eyebrows twitched slightly, wondering what Ying Jiuque would do.

[However, the old emperor isn't stupid; this is clearly Yu Lang's fault. Hmm, it's hard to say, after all, the old emperor is a man. I've heard that some men judge women from a male-dominated perspective, even if it's not the woman's fault, but simply because she was born a woman, she's guilty. Isn't Chunyu a case in point? Despite his outstanding abilities, he was repeatedly suppressed by those old men, and his achievements were even stolen. Otherwise, he wouldn't be just a mere clerk now.]

Outrageous! How could I be such a shallow person? If that were the case, how could there possibly be female officials in the court?

[But there's no need to worry about that. After all, the old emperor isn't so short-sighted. Tsk tsk tsk, I always feel like all those officials these days are crazy. I heard yesterday that they don't even count women in the household registration system anymore. They're really sick! Give women some land, and I guarantee they'll work incredibly hard! Women hold up half the sky, don't you understand? No wonder productivity is so low now. Old Mu even said that farmers in the suburbs are still using old-fashioned, heavy plows. Wouldn't a curved plow be better? It would be more than twice as fast! Oh well, I'm just a woman. The Ministry of Works won't appoint me, and even if I did, my opinions wouldn't be adopted. Why worry about that? I'd rather think about where to go for a trip next...]

do not!

As expected of an emperor, Emperor Jingtai quickly picked up on the key point from this series of thoughts: 'Curved-shaft plow'? Although he had never heard of it, it must be a very powerful farming tool from the world of immortals, right? Judging from Ying Jiuque's words, this would increase the speed of plowing by more than two times?
It's farming season now. If we could use this stuff on a large scale, wouldn't that greatly increase the speed of farming? We could even take the opportunity to mine more land!

However, seeing Ying Jiuque's innocent and oblivious expression, Emperor Jingtai quickly calmed down. Calm down, calm down. Now is not the time to rush. Speaking rashly will definitely alarm the other party. What if they come up with a conspiracy theory and run away? Wouldn't that be terrible?
Thinking this, Emperor Jingtai looked at Chunyu Shuang with an incredibly kind and amiable gaze.

"Chunyu Shuang, you did a great job this time. You were meticulous and decisive. Very good."

Chunyu was somewhat excited. The reason she clung so tightly this time was to let His Majesty see her efforts, so that she could better showcase herself.
"Thank you for your praise, Your Majesty. I will certainly continue to work hard and live up to Your Majesty's expectations!"

Emperor Jingtai nodded, then looked at Wei Yuan and Xie Mingchen. Since he had already praised one of them, he decided to praise the rest as well, and so he praised them one by one.

Even with Jiu Fu's shrewdness, his eyes couldn't help but light up as he saw his adopted son being praised. Following this, Emperor Jingtai simply pardoned Xin Tanhua and his nine concubines; as for how their relationships would unfold, Emperor Jingtai had no intention of interfering. After promoting Chunyu Shuang and the others, Emperor Jingtai looked at Ying Jiu Que, caught in a dilemma.

Well, everything else is fine; they already have official positions. But what about Ying Jiuque? She was previously granted the title of County Princess, making her nominally a member of the imperial clan. But if she continues to receive this imperial clan status and then relegates it to a pedestal, even Emperor Jingtai himself would find it a waste. After all, Ying Jiuque was the most outstanding performer during this investigation. It wouldn't be right for everyone else to be promoted and enriched while she only gets a useless imperial clan status, would it?

If other women of the royal family heard this, they would all cry their eyes out.

It has to be said that when someone finds another person pleasing to the eye, everything about them is agreeable. Emperor Jingtai found Ying Jiuque very agreeable, so he was currently racking his brains trying to figure out what official position to give Ying Jiuque. Just as he was struggling with this, he heard a mournful cry coming from outside, which was quite irritating.

Jiufu tiptoed out to take a look, and returned with a troubled expression.

"Your Majesty, it's that newly appointed Imperial Censor Fang. Uh, he got beaten up again. This time he lost two teeth and can't even speak properly."

"Being beaten again?"

Emperor Jingtai was having a real headache. He had seized power on horseback and his own cultural literacy was not high. Fortunately, he paid more attention to this as he gradually gained power, so he always sought out tutors. Even so, he sometimes couldn't control his bandit-like nature! Not to mention his old brothers who followed him to conquer the country, they were quite rude.

What's worse, because of the hardships they endured during those chaotic times, they doted on their own children to the point of spoiling them. As a result, the number of capable young men could be counted on one hand, while the number of idle and dissolute sons was countless. The older ones were alright, at least they had matured, but the younger ones were spoiled beyond recognition.

Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, nine and a half out of ten of those spoiled brats have been causing trouble. Provoking trouble is a minor matter; sometimes it's when it affects ordinary people that it becomes a real headache.

The position of Imperial Censor has existed since ancient times, but its rank is low, only sixth grade. Where is this? This is the Imperial City! A falling piece could easily hit several third-grade officials, let alone a sixth-grade official. Anyone could step on him.
Sure enough, three imperial inspectors have been replaced since the beginning of spring. They were all beaten up in private by those scoundrels and would rather resign and retire than continue being the suffocating imperial inspectors.

But those unruly fellows are the apple of our eye. If we just leave them alone, what if they cause a real disaster later? Are we going to kill them?

Ugh, this is giving me a headache, a real headache...

Huh?and many more!

Emperor Jingtai slowly turned his gaze to Ying Jiuque, who appeared gentle and humble but was actually bored and quietly ordering food.

(End of this chapter)