Can't a princess ascend the throne?

Chapter 49 Oh my lord!

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Just when Wei Yuan thought the matter was about to end, he heard the cold voice of the emperor sitting on the top.

"Is it because my temper has gotten better over the years that they've gone this far? Do they really think I'm old? I can still wield a knife!"

"Wei Yuan!"

Wei Yuan suddenly stood up straight, feeling the hairs on the back of his head stand on end. An indescribable excitement made his fingers tremble uncontrollably. He couldn't explain where this excitement came from, but he keenly sensed that the world was about to change.

Emperor Jingtai slowly stood up, his gaze seemingly unfocused, and spoke casually.

"I order you to thoroughly investigate this matter. Remember, you must investigate it thoroughly! No matter who it ends up on, I am here, and you have nothing to fear! I only want one result, a result that I, and those women and children who were unjustly arrested, can accept."

Those women and children who were abducted were also his subjects. Was it wrong for them to live peaceful and contented lives? They had done nothing wrong, yet they were taken away because of the selfish desires of some. Some of them were already dead, and even those who survived were living a life worse than death. Thinking of those women and children who had just been abducted, Emperor Jingtai's expression darkened.

Over the years, it seems everyone has forgotten that he was just an emperor who rose from humble beginnings. Even now, sitting on the throne, above millions of people, he still wants to look down at the earth. He cannot bear to see those who simply yearn for ordinary lives suffer, and he cannot bear to see those around him bringing them such hardship.

Recalling the treacherous political situation at court and his increasingly grown sons, Emperor Jingtai's face twisted into a sinister murderous glint. He was old, but not dead! He still held the reins of power; he declared that the people should live in peace, and anyone who prevented their peace must die!
Wei Yuan suppressed his excitement, loudly agreed, and cautiously withdrew before striding towards the palace gate. His waiting subordinates stared in astonishment at their leader; they had never seen him so energetic. It seemed His Majesty had indeed entrusted him with something very important…

No one expected that the shockwaves from this seemingly ordinary case of a missing child would last so long. The snowball that rolled down was initially inconspicuous, but as it continued to roll, it stirred up more and more snowflakes, eventually forming a huge snowball that weighed heavily on the hearts of everyone in the capital.

Many people with guilty consciences dare not show their faces at this time, wishing that this matter would pass as soon as possible, what if they were accidentally implicated?

By the time Jiu Que realized what was happening, the entire capital was in a state of panic. The纨绔子弟 (spoiled young masters) who used to ride horses through the streets had all disappeared, and there wasn't even a single person strolling around. This left her, the imperial inspector, with nothing to do.

Standing on the street corner, stroking his chin and pondering this question, Jiu Que sighed helplessly, feeling that life was as lonely as snow.

Two guards, personally selected by Emperor Jingtai, followed closely behind Ying Jiuque, their eyes never leaving her. She was the Emperor's precious darling; probably only she herself knew this. However, despite being so highly regarded by the Emperor, Lord Ying showed no sign of being a favored courtier, excitedly preparing to patrol the streets on her way home. But when she looked up, the streets were so clean they were practically purses of money.

Oh no, Lord Ying's purse is now overflowing.

After looking around and finding nothing for herself, Jiu Que walked towards her home with some regret. But before she even reached her house, she heard a deafening cacophony of gongs and drums. She wondered whose celebration it was, given the lively atmosphere. Before she even reached her street, the crowds were already so dense she could barely move.

"Whose wedding is this? Is today an auspicious day? I've never heard of it."

Hearing Jiu Que's voice, the person struggling to squeeze in rolled their eyes. "What do you know? Everyone's welcoming that official who saved so many children, the female city patrol censor. Hey, this is the first time I've ever seen such a spirited city patrol censor. Such a delicate woman, yet she can fight the enemy so bravely. It's said that even the bandits were knocked down by Lord Ying with a single punch. It was so satisfying..."

As he spoke, the man's voice trailed off. He stared blankly at the embarrassed Jiu Que, his voice trembling.

"Yes, yes, Lord Ying!! You're back?! Stop knocking, Lord Ying is back! The person in question is back! Make way!"

The person who had been repeatedly slapped on the shoulder was initially angry, but after understanding what was happening, they immediately beamed with joy. Like a silently spreading mist, within a breath, everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to look at Jiu Que. Actually, this scene was quite frightening; Jiu Que felt as if he were being watched by some silent beast, and his nerves immediately tensed up.

Just then, a loud wail rang out, and a figure covered in various colors threw himself at Jiu Que, crying loudly.

"Oh my sir, if it weren't for you, my poor grandson would never have come back! Oh my sir..."

Jiu Que felt like countless black lines were hanging down her forehead right now. Why were they singing? Wait, wasn't this a funeral dirge? Don't think she didn't know this; she had seen it firsthand back in the manor. Those women wailed and wept like this, and they sang with great flair!
Although she is physically weak, she is still alive and well.

At this moment, Lin's son also sensed that something was wrong and quickly pulled his mother away.

"Mother, you're crying for the wrong reason. Lord Ying is alive and well, and he has a bright future ahead of him. Why are you crying?"

Yes, auntie, I know you want to thank me, but it seems you've mistaken the right grave...

Aunt Lin wiped her face sheepishly, and sure enough, her face was clean.

"I'm so sorry, Lord Ying, I did this before and couldn't change it. But please believe me, this old woman truly wants to thank you. If it weren't for your divine intervention, my grandson wouldn't have been found so quickly. So close, so very close, my grandson would never have been found..."

As she spoke, Aunt Lin couldn't help but burst into tears. Heaven knows that the child had been found for a day and two nights, and Aunt Lin had been holding the child's hand tightly the whole time, afraid that if she let go, the child would disappear.

If her eldest grandson is not found, even if her son and daughter-in-law don't blame her, Aunt Lin herself won't be able to get over it.

Therefore, it's absolutely true to say that Jiuque saved their entire family.

Old Master Mu sighed, both exasperated by his sister's outburst and grateful to Jiu Que. The commotion Aunt Lin had caused today was partly due to Jiu Que's approval. Of course, her purpose wasn't simply gratitude. Wearing fine clothes in the dark wouldn't showcase Ying Qingtian's prowess; ensuring the entire capital, especially the most powerful figure, knew of such a capable female official in the court was the guarantee that Lord Ying wouldn't have his merits erased in this major battle to suppress bandits and rescue people!
(End of this chapter)