Can't a princess ascend the throne?

Chapter 28 Then go ahead and sue.

Even the spoiled brats who were initially just watching the spectacle were now stiffening with emotion. Seriously? They only thought that Ying Jiuque, a woman, wasn't staying home to be a dutiful wife and mother, but instead became a city patrol censor, and it was quite obvious she was targeting them. They just wanted to teach her a lesson, not expect her family to break her legs!

If Ying Jiuque were to submit a memorial to the emperor to file a complaint, it's uncertain whether their legs would still be intact on their own bodies.

However, this method wasn't something only Ying Jiuque had considered; several other imperial inspectors had thought of it before, but they simply hadn't dared to act on it. After all, they still wanted to continue serving the Great Jing Dynasty like slaves! These纨绔 (spoiled brats) might be able to afford to offend the individuals themselves, but they might not be able to afford to offend their official elders.

But Ying Jiuque didn't care about any of that. She had saved the old emperor, which was like having a get-out-of-jail-free card. As long as she didn't do anything drastic, the old emperor would always spare her life. Besides, even if the old emperor turned his back on her later, couldn't she just run away? The world was so big; she had long wanted to see it. Forget about all the land under heaven belonging to the emperor; she could just take a boat and sail out to sea!

Well, to be honest, shouldn't we find a reliable fleet now?
Just as the two sides were at an impasse, a child in the crowd couldn't help but let out a cry, startling the troublemaking brat. But to ask him to bow his head to a woman he looked down on in front of so many people was truly the death knell for him.

"You just wait! I am Yang Linyuan, and I don't need to change my name! Don't try to fool me. I know more than you do. As long as I don't break the law, I'm just talking to you for a few minutes. Do you think you can arrest me? Hmph, no way!"

She had thought this imposing third young master would say something that would strike fear into people's hearts, but this was all? Ying Jiuque found it quite boring, but Yang Linyuan's next words left her completely bewildered!
"A woman like you? I'd rather never marry than marry you! You can just wait to become a nun!"

"……What did you say?"

Ying Jiuque's expression was anything but pleasant. If before she had been smiling like a tiger, uttering threats with an innocent face, now she resembled a jade-faced demon. Yang Linyuan was so frightened that he swallowed back all the insults he was about to utter.

But looking around, so many people were watching—not only ordinary citizens, but also his brothers who usually stood by him like hawks. If he showed any weakness at this moment, wouldn't he be laughed at for the rest of his life?

"I told you, I'd never marry a she-devil like you, not even if I never get married in my entire life! Did you hear me now?"

Taking a deep breath, although Ying Jiuque never cared about reputation, which was such a laughable thing, she still felt somewhat uneasy being insulted to her face by a spoiled young master she had never even met.

If you're not my buddy, who do you think you are? If anyone's complaining, it should be me complaining about you, not you. You've only had a couple of drinks and you don't know what peanuts are like anymore, huh?
Looking down and left and right, I couldn't find a suitable weapon. It's all the street sweeper's fault; he's so diligent, sweeping the whole street spotless, not even a stone to be found. I simply took off my money pouch. I'm so grateful that before leaving, worried I wouldn't be able to buy anything I wanted, I exchanged a large handful of copper coins and loose silver; it felt heavy in my hand now.

Swinging the heavy sachet, Jiu Que revealed a gentle smile.

"Young Master Yang, I suddenly realized that I made a mistake."

"what's up?"

It has to be said that Ying Jiuque's face is quite deceptive. His smiling face looks quite pleasing to the eye right now. Not to mention, even that silly young master Yang is staring at him with wide eyes.

Hmm, although this Ying Jiuque seems like a restless woman, she's actually quite good-looking. If she's sensible, I might be able to take her as a concubine… Just as Young Master Yang was lost in these fantasies, he suddenly heard a whooshing sound, followed by a sharp pain in his face, dizziness, and a blur of colors before his eyes. He could almost hear someone screaming desperately, but he couldn't make it out clearly.

After a long while, she vaguely heard her personal servant crying and screaming as if his parents had died.

"Third Young Master, Third Young Master, are you alright? Can you hear me? Oh my goodness! The Imperial Censor has beaten someone in the street! He beat my Third Young Master to death! He can't move at all! Master and Madam will kill me. No, you can't leave! You're the culprit! What will happen to my Young Master if you leave?!"

Yang Linyuan already had a splitting headache, and the servant's wailing and crying only made things worse, making everything seem pitch black. He not only had a headache, but also felt nauseous.

"vomit--"

Yang Linyuan had just enjoyed a good meal with his brothers at Renjian Pavilion when he suddenly felt dizzy and nauseous, vomiting up everything he had just eaten and drunk. The smell was indescribable, absolutely awful.

It was only at this moment that he slowly woke up. He had been beaten, and the one who had beaten him was Ying Jiuque, who had just been smiling sweetly at him!
His second thought was that, apart from his own father, no one had ever hit him in his entire life!
Why?

Yang Linyuan's next reaction was to stand up and give her a good beating, but he was too weak to stand up. He wanted to ask the servant beside him to help him up, but that idiot only knew how to cry and whine, and was of no use at all.

Ying Jiuque hadn't actually intended to kill the other person, but she simply tapped him lightly with the sachet filled with copper coins in her hand. Unexpectedly, the weakling collapsed with a thud, blood gushing out.

"Uh, you're not dead, are you?"

Yang Linyuan had already stood up, but upon hearing the other person's words, he was so angry he wanted to collapse to the ground. Shouldn't the other person have at least shown some concern for him in this situation? How could they ask if he was dead?
"Ying Jiuque! I think you're doing this on purpose. You wait! I'm going to file a complaint with the Emperor!"

"Oh."

Ying Jiuque casually straightened her clothes, completely unconcerned.

"Of course, you can also tell His Majesty about what the Third Young Master did today, so that His Majesty can judge whose fault it is. I was standing here just fine when you suddenly jumped out and knocked the bun out of my hand without asking any questions. You even talked nonsense and bossed me around as a sixth-rank official, disrupting official business. When your plan failed, you resorted to verbal insults, trying to ruin my reputation."

“You can say all of these things, I don’t care at all. If you don’t know how to put it into words, I can write a complaint for you, and I will make sure it is fair and just and I won’t interfere.”

(End of this chapter)