Time travel, Your Highness Ninth Prince has been rejected from marriage again!

Emperor Yan's eyes dimmed, and he moved his gaze away to focus on the kneeling Qing Rongxu, "Qing Ai, do you have anything else to say?"

"Your Majesty, he was the one who beat him, you can't coddle him anymore, you..." Ye Xinsheng was afraid that Qing Rong Xu would bite him back, so he said before Qing Rong Xu.

But before he could finish speaking, Emperor Yan told him to "shut up."

Ye Xin closed his mouth in grievance, but his eyes were fixed on Qingrong Xu, wishing he could tear him apart on the spot.

Qing Rongxu's back was straight, and he raised his hands to Emperor Yan, "I have nothing to say, Your Majesty has made his own decision."

Emperor Yan stared at Qing Rongxu without saying anything for one second, two seconds, and three seconds. After a moment, he looked back.

"The prime minister of the Qing Dynasty who violated the rules of conduct in front of his palace was punished by kneeling outside the imperial study for two hours and was given a month's salary. No one was allowed to plead for mercy, otherwise he would be punished with the same crime.

As for Lin Changshi's matter, I have sent people to investigate. No one is allowed to make further inquiries before the results come out."

Ye Xin's eyes widened, and he knelt and took two steps forward, "Your Majesty, you can't do this, Your Majesty."

He was beaten like this, but Qing Rongxu only knelt for two hours and was fined one month's salary. This punishment is the same as nothing.

Moreover, he knew the situation best about Jin Cheng. If Emperor Yan really sent someone to investigate, the problem would definitely be found, and Meng Minjiang would never be able to escape by then.

He made such a fuss just to send his own people over to clean up Meng Minjiang's mess.

Emperor Yan asked coldly, "Ye Aiqing, do you have any other opinions?"

Ye Xin faced Emperor Yan and shuddered. Knowing that Emperor Yan was angry, he lowered his head and did not dare to say more, "No...no, I have no objection."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the matter had been revealed. Meng Xunji stood up at this time.

He has black hair and half white hair, and his eyes are as bright as a torch. He has been standing on the edge of things from beginning to end, and one of the protagonists in this story is his son.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid things in Jincheng can't wait."

Emperor Yan raised his eyebrows, "How do you say this?"

"The plague is rampant in Jincheng now, and the number of deaths every day is not small. No matter how fast the investigation is, it will be a waste of time. And the time spent on the investigation is exchanging the lives of people for the truth.

I believe that now is not the time to argue about who is right and who is wrong. We should first send a group of officials to control the spread of the plague and treat it. When everything is over, it will not be too late to find the culprit."

Emperor Yan thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "Then according to what Taifu Meng said, who should I send to control the plague?"

"Currently, I have no candidate." Meng Xunji lowered his head, his tone neither humble nor arrogant.

Emperor Yan glanced at the crowd, and finally set his sights on Pei Boran.

"Pei Aiqing, are you willing to go?"

Pei Boran walked to the center and bowed to Emperor Yan, "I am determined to fulfill my mission."

"Okay, then I'll leave this matter to Pei Aiqing. You can choose the people from Taiyuan Hospital as you please. Ask Zhao Aiqing if you need anything."

"Yes, I obey the order."

Emperor Yan gave An Shi a look. An Shi understood instantly and said in a thin voice: "Retreat from the court!".

Everyone left one after another. Qing Rongxu knelt down outside the Imperial Study Room naturally, standing straight and straight, without any awareness of being punished.

Not long after leaving court, Qingyun came into the palace. She did not go into the royal room to intercede for Qing Rongxu. Instead, he secretly gave Qingrong a kneepad and asked him to find an excuse to leave for a while, put the kneepad on and kneel again.

When Qing Rongxu got the knee pads, her eyes instantly turned red and her heart felt warm. He even felt that he was too polite to Ye Xin during the morning meeting.

Qingyun stood there, staring at the closed imperial study room for a while, and then left. But she did not leave the palace, but went to Cining Palace to accompany the Queen Mother.

Emperor Yan was reviewing memorials in the imperial study. When he saw An Shi coming in, he asked, "Is the person gone?"

"Go back to Your Majesty and go to Cining Palace to accompany the Queen Mother."

"Humph, she is quite smart. She knew that asking me for mercy was useless, so she went directly to the Queen Mother."

Anshi wanted to speak but stopped. Emperor Yan glared at him and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Your Majesty, the eldest princess did not plead with the Queen Mother, and she did not even mention the matter of Prime Minister Qing."

Emperor Yan stopped criticizing the memorial and turned to look at An Shi, "Really you didn't mention it at all?"

"It's true, Your Majesty. Not only did the eldest princess not mention it, she also made the Queen Mother laugh again and again, just like usual."

Emperor Yan put down the pen of criticizing the memorial and thought for a while, but still couldn't figure out what Qingyun wanted to do.

It seems that God is not good at it, and snowflakes are slowly falling. The cold wind was biting, and the falling white snow covered the entire majestic imperial city with a thick layer of oppressive snow.

Qingyun stood at the door of Cining Palace, raising her hand to catch a snowflake. When the snowflakes fell on her hand, they melted into water droplets.

Qingyun shook her hand to get rid of the coldness on her hand.

Haiyue brought a cloak and put it on Qingyun. Her voice was as gentle as water, "If the eldest princess is worried about Prime Minister Qing, why don't you go to your majesty to beg for mercy? With your majesty's love for you, this matter should not be difficult."

Qingyun smiled lightly and said nothing, evading her words and saying, "Is the emperor's grandmother asleep?".

"Yes, the Queen Mother is already asleep."

"Then I'll take my leave first, please tell Sister Haiyue."

"I understand, eldest princess, please go slowly." The blessed body of the sea moon looked at the beautiful figure entering the sky full of snowflakes, and was in a daze.

Chunhua held an umbrella for Qingyun and walked along the palace road, "Miss, Sister Haiyue is right. Why don't you go and beg His Majesty?"

Qingyun pursed her lips and said, "Chunhua, do you also think His Majesty loves me?"

"His Majesty jumped over the rank and conferred you a title, and also gave you the Dragon Control Order. I guess so...".

In fact, Chunhua felt that His Majesty still liked her young lady very much, otherwise he would not have given him so much power. But if Qingyun asked this, it might be different from what she thought, so she was a little unsure.

"Miss, is it because His Majesty Ninth Prince is so indulgent to you?" Qiuyue asked cautiously.

Qingyun rolled her eyes, "Qiuyue is really smart, and what you said is one of the reasons."

Chunhua was surprised, but she didn't think about Yan Siyuan.

Qingyun didn't speak anymore. It was better not to say too much in the palace.

When he walked to the imperial study room, Qing Rongxu had become a "snowman". He was still kneeling there firmly, his back straight.

Qingyun stepped forward and helped the man up. There was too much snow on his body. Qingyun's hands were cold, and so was her heart.

Because she had been kneeling for a long time, even with knee pads, Qing Rongxu staggered when she stood up. He could only stand upright by relying on Qingyun.

Just then, he smiled and tried to push Qing Yun away, "Let's drive, drive, dad's body is covered with snow, you just got cold recently, don't catch a cold again."