After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

"Your Majesty, please judge the case and give me justice!" Early in the morning in the Taiji Hall, a minister knelt on the ground and cried.

An innocent girl wearing black court dress and with a delicate face stood at the head of all officials.

Hearing the minister crying so sadly and aggrievedly, the girl turned her head and her beautiful peach blossom eyes raised slightly.

With a nonchalant smile on her lips, she took a slight step towards the center of the hall, and the tassels on her head swayed slightly.

"Your Majesty, I ask you to judge the case and give justice to the people of Yunjing." The girl bowed slightly, her voice clear and moving.

Compared to the old minister who was crying, she was much calmer.

"What's going on? Yuan Zhao, Minister Su sued you for beating up the young master of the Su family in the street. Is this true?"

"Yes." Wen Zhimiao straightened up and answered Su Qingluo's question calmly.

Su Qingluo had a headache: "Why did you hit someone again?"

During these ten years, Wen Zhimiao had beaten up quite a few rich young masters both inside and outside the school.

Su Qingluo thought that although she was arrogant when she was young, she was not so arrogant, right?

Oh, and that doesn’t even include those rich young masters and young ladies whom she didn’t hit but only deceived.

"Mother, please allow me to report." Wen Zhimiao bowed, looking respectful and well-behaved.

If not all the civil and military officials in the court knew about her glorious deeds, one would not be able to tell from her face that she had caused so much trouble.

"The young master of the Su family has committed countless evil deeds, such as robbing women in the street, beating servants to death, insulting maids and crippling them. I beat him up just because I happened to see him molesting a decent woman in the street and pushing his mother. I tried to dissuade him, but the young master of the Su family not only didn't listen, but also laughed at me for wanting to be the emperor as a woman."

"This is a disregard for the laws of our dynasty and for Your Majesty. I was reckless, but the Yunjing officials did not dare to intervene. The Dali Temple did not arrive in time. As the princess, I have no choice but to intervene, otherwise the people of Yunjing will be disheartened."

After listening to this, Su Qingluo glanced at the person kneeling in the hall and said, "Minister Su, is this true?"

"Your Highness, please do not spit blood at me."

He was about to continue to refute, but Wen Zhimiao laughed: "Uncle, don't be impatient, I haven't finished yet."

Wen Zhimiao took out a few more complaint papers from his sleeve pocket and said, "These are the complaints that are being held in the Yunjing government office. The poor victims have nowhere to turn to for help."

"Queen Mother and these people are ready to be summoned at any time."

"In addition, there are some story books. Would you like to take a look, mother?" Wen Zhimiao looked at Su Qingluo with a smile.

Su Qingluo rolled her eyes at her in annoyance and said, "Speak."

"The general idea is that the empress ascended the throne, favored her favorite female concubine, and had no sons to inherit the throne, so the only choice was to let the male heirs from her mother's family inherit."

"You are actually ignoring the laws of our dynasty. The laws are strict and both men and women can inherit the family business, regardless of status. I remember it, but my uncle doesn't seem to remember it, and the young master of the Su family doesn't remember it either."

"A useless guy who failed the imperial examination has big ambitions." Wen Zhimiao looked at Minister Su who was kneeling on the ground with a smile.

"Mother, there are folk songs. Would you like to listen?" Wen Zhimiao looked at Su Qingluo innocently.

Su Qingluo sneered: "I won't listen. A trivial matter is brought to the court. Are the Dali Temple and the Ministry of Justice just decorations?"

People from the Dali Temple and the Ministry of Justice stepped out and said in panic that they would conduct a thorough investigation.

[The Dali Temple and the Ministry of Justice also think it is a trivial matter. It is not their responsibility to deal with it. It is the responsibility of the county government.] Wen Zhimiao couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

[It's because you want to fatten the pigs before slaughtering them, and you let me be the first one to do this so that you can make an example of me.]

Su Qingluo listened to her inner complaints and couldn't help but glare at her. She was dissatisfied with such a small thing and she was the only one who talked too much.

Wen Zhimiao obediently returned to his seat.

"Your Majesty! My son's hands and legs are broken, and he is still lying on the bed."

Wen Zhimiao couldn't help but add, "He won't die. It's not like his limbs can't be fixed. If you can't afford a good bone-setting doctor, I'll introduce you to two. They're very effective. General Cui's daughter often uses them."

Cui Suhua didn't expect to be mentioned like this, which was a bit embarrassing.

"Isn't Uncle worried that his little mushroom is also broken? That one can't be connected. The horse lost control and stepped on it."

As soon as Wen Zhimiao finished speaking, Minister Su fainted.

"Ah oh."

"Uncle is really old and can't endure psychologically. Mother, please let him retire as soon as possible." Wen Zhimiao said seriously.

Su Qingluo thought about it for a while and it seemed to make some sense, so she nodded and said, "That makes sense."

The whole court: ...

They were really helpless with this young prince. He never acted according to common sense and was very arrogant. He could often make unreasonable things sound reasonable.

But His Majesty dotes on her extremely.

Many officials have a love-hate relationship with Wen Zhimiao.

However, the ratio of male to female officials in the court has now reached seven to three, so there are still many people speaking for Wen Zhimiao.

For example, at this moment, after she finished speaking, a female official came out to speak for her.

Originally, the male official wanted to speak out in rebuttal.

But Su Qingluo said impatiently: "Don't discuss this matter in the court anymore. Do you have nothing to discuss? I don't know why you are so idle all day? You are so idle that you have nothing to talk about in the morning court except discussing the private affairs of the two children."

The emperor was dissatisfied, and those people dared not say anything more.

Shi Guanchao was at the head of all the officials, and he stepped out immediately and said, "Your Majesty, this year our dynasty has enjoyed good weather, but the southern kingdom has suffered from floods. The queen of the southern kingdom has written to us requesting our support."

"Your Majesty, I think it is not possible. Recently, the Donglan Kingdom has been making moves on our border, harassing us from many directions, and seems to be planning to attack our northeast. The cancer of Donglan must be eradicated, Your Majesty. Soldiers will naturally need food and wages when fighting."

Su Qingluo raised her eyes lazily and glanced at him. Coming from a northern aristocratic family, she was deeply afraid of having her grain confiscated.

“If we defeat Donglan, we will not be able to support the Southern Kingdom. Then there will be no need to start Tianqi. We will just die.” Wen Zhimiao sneered.

"Your Highness, please be careful with your words!" Upon hearing her words, all the civil and military officials knelt down. These words were truly unacceptable.

[Mother, please don’t be angry, I don’t mean any harm, I just want to praise you!]

Hearing Wen Zhimiao's words, Su Qingluo slightly curled her lips.

Her eyes swept over the ministers and landed on Yun Zhou, who was following Shi Guanchao and pretending to bow.

Yun Zhou has been unusually silent these days.

Or in other words, ever since Su Qingluo insisted that Wen Zhimiao go to court with her five years ago, she would give herself a holiday as long as Wen Zhimiao was around.

Otherwise, during the morning court sessions on weekdays, the only people who can be blamed are those from the Censorate.

Under Yun Zhou's leadership, the people in the Censorate really defied heaven, earth, the ministers, and the emperor.

Sometimes Su Qingluo would get angry too, and when she was angry she would go to Yun Zhou, the leader, to settle the score without distinguishing between public and private matters.

The people in the Censorate were used to it. If they really angered the emperor one day,

Censor Yun was sure to be late for work the next day.

All the civil and military officials in the court had an unspoken understanding about the relationship between the two.

The main thing is that unless he is doing serious business, the emperor never hides it, and sometimes even shows off a bit.

We're all used to it.

It’s none of my business anyway.

Only those people in the Su family would dare to jump into the fire pit if they were instigated by others.