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Look, it hasn't been long, and the position of Vice Minister of War has already been awarded to him!

"Since Your Majesty took action to quell the rebellion, you have recovered several cities in just a few months. Such achievements make you a true emperor for all time!"

Shu Jingwei smiled, raised her wine glass slightly as if to acknowledge it.

The other military officers also echoed this sentiment.

On the right are the civil officials headed by the newly appointed prime minister Zhou Yan. Zhou Yan was originally the Minister of Rites, but several ministers, including Prime Minister Xiao Bo, had retired and resigned, which allowed him to take advantage of the situation.

Following him were those opportunists who had been promoted by Yao Jingyuan through selling official positions.

As early as when Shu Jingwei was reporting frequent victories in suppressing the rebellion, they all switched sides and wagged their tails more enthusiastically towards Shu Jingwei than anyone else.

Another group consists of pure imperialists—they listen to whoever is the emperor and never take sides.

Shu Jingwei picked up her wine glass, her gaze sweeping across the faces of the crowd, taking in their expressions—some flattering, some excited, some calm.

A sense of irritation welled up inside him.

Military campaigns are expensive, and the money Yao Jingyuan made from selling official positions was already gone.

Her own private stash was almost empty.

Today's banquet is ostensibly a celebration of victory, but what she really wants to do is—

They're just copying Ye Fan's old tricks, trying to squeeze more money out of these powerful families.

She concealed the dark glint in her eyes, and when she looked up again, the corners of her mouth had returned to their usual upward curve.

"My lords—" Her voice was clear and bright, with a hint of languid intoxication.

"There's no need for formalities at today's grand banquet. The suppression of the rebellion has been a resounding success! Twenty-four cities have returned to the court; this is a great fortune for our Great Yan!"

"It's all thanks to His Majesty's boundless blessings!" A shrill voice rang out before anyone else could.

That was an old scholar who had just paid to enter the Hanlin Academy a month ago; his face was beaming with a smile like a chrysanthemum.

"With His Majesty's intervention, the rebels fled in terror! This is truly the Mandate of Heaven!"

Shu Jingwei glanced at him and nodded slightly.

Seeing that the man had received a response, another civil official quickly chimed in:

"Exactly! And that new iron—who else in the world besides His Majesty could produce such a thing? Those rebels only have scrap metal; they're utterly useless!"

Shu Jingwei took a sip of wine. As the wine went down her throat, a warm feeling spread from her stomach, making her feel light and airy.

look.

Even without Ye Fan, hasn't she been doing a good job of protecting her?

Her army swept through the enemy lines with unstoppable momentum, and the rebels were terrified.

Military generals surrendered, and civil officials came to attach themselves to them.

This country is more secure in her hands than ever before!

When she extracts large sums of money from these aristocratic families again, she will still be the same—

The most noble and disdainful emperor in the world!

She has completely forgotten.

Who trained that elite cavalry? And who improved the iron-smelting method to create that new iron that could cut through iron like mud?

All Shu Jingwei knew was that the person sitting firmly on the dragon throne was her.

An elderly member of the imperial clan, holding a wine cup, exclaimed with deep emotion, "In my more than sixty years of life and through three reigns, I have never seen a wise ruler like Your Majesty!"

"In just over a month, almost all the rebels in the Great Flame Kingdom have been wiped out. In my opinion, it won't be long before those villains in the Northern Territory also obediently submit!"

"That's right!" someone echoed. "Wang Meng has been causing trouble in the Northern Frontier for so long, but in front of His Majesty's new iron, he's still nothing but a chicken and a dog!"

Shu Jingwei paused slightly in the hand holding the wine glass.

She suppressed the news of the Battle of Fangzhou, and apart from her confidants, no one present knew that the five thousand elite troops had been completely wiped out.

However, that must be because Yao Jingyuan interfered!

I have to trick him into coming back as soon as possible; I can't let him ruin my plans again!

She lowered her eyes and gave Shu Rou a wink, then downed the wine in her glass in one gulp.

"That's for sure." Her voice was firm and confident. "My elite troops are invincible."

Shu Rou received her gaze, her eyes darkened, but she still obediently followed Shu Jingwei's instructions and spoke:

"Mother, Rou'er misses Father..."

She spoke while pitifully shedding tears.

The room fell silent upon hearing this.

Princess Shu Rou's father is none other than Yao Jingyuan!

Everyone present knew that Shu Jingwei had long since broken ties with Yao Jingyuan, and had even issued an arrest warrant for him.

This……

The crowd looked at each other, none of them daring to speak.

They all lowered their heads, some even trembling with fear, waiting for the one on the dragon throne to unleash his thunderous rage.

However, to everyone's surprise, Shu Jingwei did not get angry.

She even laughed.

The smile was so gentle and kind that it nearly made the ministers who were closer to see it drop their jaws in astonishment, and even made Shu Rou's lips twitch slightly.

true and false……

Shu Jingwei smiled strangely for a moment, then reached out and touched Shu Rou's hair, and said:

"Since Rou'er says she misses her father, then I can give Yao Jingyuan a chance..."

She stopped what she was doing and looked down.

"As long as he takes the initiative to come back and admit his mistake, for the sake of Rou'er, I can let bygones be bygones and let him continue to be his Consort Yao."

Upon hearing this, two ministers standing behind exchanged a glance without making a sound.

Shu Jingwei watched their actions, a smile curving her lips.

Great, they've taken the bait.

After that, it was as if nothing had happened, and everyone continued to eat, drink, and enjoy themselves.

Shu Rou then picked up a bowl of white fungus soup and sipped it slowly.

He looked extremely docile, a stark contrast to his former arrogance and domineering nature; he was like a completely different person.

Shu Jingwei noticed her quietness and was pleased; she was glad she knew how to teach her.

Look, now that's what a princess should look like!

She reached out and touched Shu Rou's head: "Rou'er was very good today. The weather will be warm soon. I'll have the Imperial Household Department take the silk from Jiangnan that was supplied last year and make you two new outfits."

Shu Rou raised her head and gave a sweet smile: "Thank you, Mother Queen."

Shu Jingwei nodded, about to say something else—

Suddenly, the sky outside brightened!

The noise in the main hall suddenly stopped.

Everyone froze. Hands holding wine glasses stopped in mid-air, hands picking up food paused on the table, and mouths agape, ready to flatter, forgot to close them.

The celestial curtain has descended once more!

It stretches across the night sky, turning the pitch-black night into daylight.

On the light screen, a building shimmering with light slowly emerged.

It resembles a stack of giant book pages blown open by the wind, its milky-white curved roof gleaming faintly with pearlescent light under the glow of the light curtain.

Even more amazingly, the color of the building's surface changes—

The color transitions from silvery white to light blue, and then from light blue to pale gold, flowing endlessly and breathtakingly beautiful.

Shu Jingwei's smile froze on her face.

She slowly put down her wine glass, the bottom of which tapped softly on the table.

Again!

Lin Ye is here again!

A cold, hard smile appeared on her lips, but inwardly she felt disdain.

All this elaborate smoke and mirrors is just a ploy to bring her down, isn't it?

But the result?