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As they stepped out of the threshold of the court, a group of ministers who had not clearly opposed it in the hall gathered around and congratulated the three of them. Of course, there was a bit of hypocrisy and perfunctory in these congratulations. They didn't care about it.

Prince Rui walked forward slowly and said to Murong Xuanyi, "Fifth brother, this is really cause for celebration!" Although his words were full of congratulations, his eyes could not conceal a bit of complexity and unreality.

In the eyes of the other princes, the jealousy that was difficult to conceal was as hot as a fire and could not be covered by any disguise.

Murong Xuanyi smiled indifferently and said softly: "Thank you for your kindness, my royal brother." After that, he took big strides and left.

The three of them left the hall together. Murong Xuanyi looked at Song Yanshu who was standing beside him and said, "Congratulations, Yanshu."

Song Yanshu smiled bitterly: "Xuan Yi, you know my ambition is not to be the commander of the Imperial Guard."

Murong Xuanyi glanced around and said, "I know this is not the place to talk. Let's leave the palace first."

The three of them walked side by side until they returned to Prince Jing's Mansion. At this time, it was lunch time, and Yuxi had carefully prepared lunch.

Murong Xuanyi personally filled Song Yanshu's glass with wine, raised his glass and proposed: "Yanshu, no matter what, what happened today is worth celebrating." Song Yanshu sighed lightly and drank the wine in the glass.

Murong Xuanyi continued, "I know you want to take back the military power in the northwest, but you have to take your time. There will be opportunities in the future. Now that you have the identity of the Imperial Guard, you will have more protection."

Song Yanshu's heart warmed up. He didn't expect Murong Xuanyi to care about him so much. He held Murong Xuanyi's hand and said gratefully, "Xuanyi, thank you."

Yuan Ying, who was standing by, listened to their conversation and recalled the scene when he first met Song Yanshu. He thought that this was not that simple.

Afterwards, they both raised their glasses at the same time and said to Yuan Ying, "Prime Minister, let us congratulate you together!"

The three of them clinked their glasses, smiled at each other, and everything was said without words.

Song Yanshu seemed to be a little drunk today. He looked at Yuan Ying, wanting to say something but stopping himself. Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "Xiaoying... I asked Brother Ying to send you so many letters, why didn't you reply?"

There was a hint of grievance in his tone. God knows how painful it was for him to endure the torment and waiting in the past four months.

Yuan Ying was stunned when he heard this, and then asked in confusion: "Letter? What letter?"

Murong Xuanyi was drinking soup as if nothing had happened.

Yuan Ying's face changed slightly. He put down his chopsticks and asked Song Yanshu seriously, "When did you send me a letter?"

Song Yanshu frowned in confusion: "How could it be? I clearly..." Before he could finish his words,

Murong Xuanyi interrupted him: "Maybe something went wrong on the way, we'll talk about it later. Yanshu, you drank a lot today, you should go back and rest early."

As he said that, he stood up, helped Song Yanshu up, and ordered his guard Mo Li to escort him well.

Yuan Ying looked at Song Yanshu's departing back and Murong Xuanyi drinking his soup calmly, thinking about something. After a moment, she understood.

Her face darkened, and she directly questioned Murong Xuanyi: "Murong Xuanyi, where are the letters?"

Murong Xuanyi pretended to be calm and answered: "What letter? I haven't seen it."

Yuan Ying's eyes shot straight at Murong Xuanyi like a sharp sword. Although he felt a little guilty, he still insisted, "I really don't know."

She was a little angry, staring at Murong Xuanyi for a moment, then resolutely turned around and left Prince Jing's Mansion. Yuan Ying had no right to plot against her family and friends.

Murong Xuanyi looked at Yuan Ying's departing back, and felt angry. He didn't expect Yuan Ying to have a grudge against him because of a few letters from Song Yanshu. She actually cared so much about Song Yanshu.

Those letters were filled with tenderness, love and deep longing, and it would be hard for her not to be moved after reading them.

As the night deepened, he returned to his study and found the dozen or so letters he had carefully hidden in the drawer. Looking at them, Murong Xuanyi felt mixed emotions.

The next morning, he personally delivered the letter to Yuan Ying, without saying a word, just staring at her quietly. Yuan Ying's eyes flashed with surprise. She did not open the letters.

She didn't care about the contents of the letters. She just felt that Murong Xuanyi was wrong in what he did. Although he finally took out the letters, Yuan Ying didn't want to pay attention to him at this time. Principles are principles!

Murong Xuanyi was extremely anxious. He pleaded anxiously, "Yan'er, I was wrong. Can you forgive me this time? I was just afraid that you would be attracted to Yanshu. I..."

Yuan Ying was silent for a moment, then looked up and looked directly into Murong Xuanyi's eyes and said solemnly:

"Murong Xuanyi, Song Yanshu and I knew each other before you. If I had him in my heart, there would be no intersection between us. I cherish the feelings between us. Life is long and I hope we can trust each other. This will only happen once."

Murong Xuanyi's voice was filled with shame and deep emotion. He hugged Yuan Ying tightly in his arms and said affectionately: "Thank you, Yan'er, I will never do that again."

Yuan Ying patted him on the back to comfort him: "We all need to grow up and learn how to love and trust better. This incident is just like a small stone on the road of our relationship. Once it is kicked away, the road will be smooth."

The atmosphere between the two gradually warmed up, and Murong Xuanyi's eyes flashed with determination and tenderness. He almost lost this hard-earned precious thing because of momentary jealousy and uneasiness.

Emperor Kangren asked the Imperial Observatory to choose an auspicious day, and three days later, the ceremony of ascending the stage to take office as prime minister was held.

In the morning, Yuan Ying, wearing gorgeous court clothes, a golden crown on her head, and cloud boots on her feet, walked out of the mansion with steady steps and embarked on the journey to the palace. Her face was filled with determination and confidence.

People along the way stopped to watch and talk about it, all praising Yuan Ying's talent and character, and wishing her to become a good prime minister who speaks for the people and is honest and incorruptible.

After passing through the winding corridor, they arrived at the magnificent court. At this time, Emperor Kang Ren was already sitting on the dragon throne, with ministers standing on both sides. The atmosphere was solemn and dignified. After Yuan Ying knelt down and saluted.

Fuquan presented the edict of appointment as prime minister. Emperor Kangren took it and slowly unfolded it. The golden silk thread was shining, like the grace of the emperor, shining everywhere. The handwriting on it was vigorous and powerful, and every stroke revealed the majesty and solemnity of the imperial power.

He said: "As the ruler of all people, I receive the mandate of heaven and care about the people. I know that the way to govern the country and maintain peace is not something I can do alone. I must rely on wise and capable people to help me.

Now there is Yuan Ying, who has outstanding talents and outstanding virtues. He is truly a rare talent who complies with the will of heaven and the will of man. I am very pleased and have granted Yuan Ying the supreme honor of ascending the stage to serve as prime minister to show my approval and high hopes.

Yuan Qingying is well-read since childhood, has great ambitions, is good at both civil and military affairs, and has a good reputation in the court and the country. He is humble and fair, and is deeply loved by the people. I see that Yuan Qing's words and deeds are all in line with the way of a gentleman. He is indeed a pillar of the country and a blessing to the country.

Therefore, I have decided to promote him to the position of Prime Minister and entrust him with important tasks. I hope that he will live up to my expectations, do his best to assist in the government, jointly seek the development of the country, stabilize the world, and prosper the people.

He worked diligently in the Ministry of Revenue, toiling day and night for the prosperity of the country. He implemented reforms to reduce the burden on the people, develop the mutual trade economy, and enhance national strength.

I am very pleased to know that Mr. Yuan has lived up to my high expectations. However, the affairs of the country are arduous and the road ahead is long. I hope that Mr. Yuan can continue to uphold his original intention, never forget his mission, and work hand in hand with me and other ministers to contribute to the long-term development of the country. In this way, the country, the people and the country will have hope. "

Yuan Ying was dressed in court clothes, with a calm face, quietly listening to the imperial edict read by Emperor Kang Ren. Her eyes were shining with determination. She knew very well that this was not only a supreme honor, but also a heavy responsibility.

She will take this as an opportunity to display her talents and wisdom and contribute to the prosperity of Daxia.

Emperor Kang Rendi personally handed the Prime Minister's seal to Yuan Ying. This was not just a simple ceremony, but also a transfer of power and trust. With the Prime Minister's seal in hand, responsibility lies on the shoulder.

Afterwards, Yuan Ying bowed respectfully and said in a loud and firm voice: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace. Long live the Emperor!"

Seeing this, the ministers followed him one after another, although they were unwilling, and shouted in unison: "The emperor is wise and wise, long live the emperor!"

This deafening cheer seemed to be a praise and admiration for the emperor, and even more so a good wish for the prosperity of Daxia.

When Yuan Ying took the stage to become prime minister, this moment was not only the pinnacle of her personal glory, but also a symbol and sign of the country's prosperity.

She will write a glorious chapter of Daxia with her practical actions, which will be remembered by future generations.