Reborn to be replaced? Remarried to the royal palace, raising children and training husband

Dou Qianqian said seriously, "Mom! Be quiet! Don't disturb Zheng Fengyun. If you disturb his train of thought, what if he loses?"

"Oh, you're right. Mom promises not to make any more noise!" Dongfang Hongye sat down quietly immediately after hearing that.

In order to supervise Dongfang Hongye, Dou Qianqian moved a chair and sat next to her, staring at her sharply to make sure everything was quiet and peaceful.

Gu Qinlan couldn't help but look at Dongfang Hongye with some surprise at how docile and obedient she was, and she couldn't help but glance at Zheng Dinglian with curiosity in her heart.

Although Dou Qianqian didn't interact much with Zheng Dinglian, she admired him deeply in her heart. At this moment, she hurried over.

Zheng Dinglian whispered a few words to Dou Qianqian, who immediately widened her eyes, nodded seriously and obediently, then walked to Dongfang Hongye and gently pulled her back to her seat.

"What are you doing?" Dongfang Hongye looked at his son in confusion.

Did Zheng Dinglian just reveal some private words to Dou Qianqian?

Zheng Dinglian noticed Gu Qinlan's gaze, so he looked at her innocently, blinked gently, and a gentle smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth.

Gu Qinlan withdrew his gaze and thought to himself, maybe I was just being too suspicious? How could the noble Prince Duan be so petty?

"Time is up! Hand in your paper."

Sun Jijiu's passionate voice echoed in the air, and in an instant, Zheng Fengyun and Yuan Jinbin put down their pens at the same time.

Yuan Jinbin casually glanced at Zheng Fengyun's test paper, and seeing the sloppy handwriting, he felt relieved and couldn't help but smile.

Sun Jijiu picked up the two test papers, his eyes fell on Zheng Fengyun, he sighed softly, shook his head slightly, and then handed the test papers to the emperor.

Everyone had guessed what was going on from Sun Jijiu's expression. It was clear that Zheng Fengyun seemed to be at a disadvantage.

The emperor raised this question today purely out of a momentary interest.

After all, even the veteran officials in the court had to debate endlessly about difficult livelihood issues such as how to enrich the national treasury, and it was difficult to reach a conclusion.

The emperor picked up the two test papers and casually glanced at Zheng Fengyun's paper. He couldn't help but laugh and said:

"Zheng Fengyun? Your handwriting..."

After a short pause, the emperor turned his gaze to Zheng Dinglian, and finally showed some leniency, and continued to comment: "It is unique and original."

As soon as these words came out, everyone understood the emperor's hidden meaning. Zheng Fengyun's handwriting was obviously extremely ugly.

After hearing this, Yuan Jinbin glanced at Zheng Fengyun proudly.

Sure enough, the emperor had no interest in Zheng Fengyun's test paper. Instead, he picked up Yuan Jinbin's test paper, took a look at it, and nodded slightly, seeming to be quite satisfied with Yuan Jinbin's answer.

Yuan Jinbin's answer coincided with the emperor's current thinking.

At present, the national treasury was empty, but the aristocratic families in various places were rich. He proposed that the aristocratic families should provide financial support, and the emperor would grant them honorary positions as a reward. Of course, these positions were mostly symbolic and would not really participate in government affairs.

This proposition is actually the consensus of the majority of people in the DPRK.

However, the aristocratic families are not easy to control. How could they agree so easily?

Therefore, although this proposition is widely accepted, it is extremely difficult to implement.

Yuan Jinbin was only ten years old, but he was able to come up with such insights, which really surprised and unexpected the emperor.

The emperor closed the test paper, looked at Yuan Jinbin kindly, nodded slightly, and said approvingly:

"Yes, the young people of the Yuan family are indeed awe-inspiring. In my opinion..."

Obviously, the emperor had already decided to give the title of winner to Yuan Jinbin. Before he finished speaking, the emperor prepared to make the final decision without even taking a look at Zheng Fengyun's policy paper.

Zheng Fengyun clenched his fists nervously, with a hint of grievance in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, please wait a moment."

At this critical moment, Gu Qinlan suddenly spoke, with a gentle smile on her face, and asked the emperor.

The emperor was slightly startled and his eyes fell on Gu Qinlan with curiosity.

Although the woman in front of me has her hair tied up in a bun like a woman, her youthful face is eye-catching.

She was wearing a sky-blue robe with only a few simple hairpins as embellishments in her hair. She looked fresh and refined, like a fairy in the Moon Palace. She had an otherworldly beauty and a cold and aloof temperament.

Although Gu Qinlan had entered the palace at the last spring banquet, the palace was crowded with people at that time and the emperor did not pay much attention to her. Therefore, when Gu Qinlan spoke, the emperor subconsciously felt a little displeased facing this unfamiliar face.

Just as he was about to ask for censure, Ying Shuo beside him hurried forward and whispered a reminder:

"Your Majesty, this is the Princess Roushu whom you personally conferred upon her, and she is also the consort of Prince Duan."

After hearing this, the emperor suddenly realized something.

Since the Imperial Observatory had not yet selected an auspicious day, Gu Qinlan's marriage into Prince Duan's Mansion as a princess had remained unresolved.

Although the emperor had named her a princess, he did not really take her existence to heart. In the eyes of the emperor, Gu Qinlan was just a link between the royal family and Prince Duan.

However, since Gu Qinlan had already spoken, the emperor could not ignore his face, so his expression immediately eased a lot. He looked at Gu Qinlan carefully and said gently: "So you are Roushu."

"Your Majesty, your humble servant pays respects to you." Gu Qinlan bowed politely and spoke respectfully.

After hearing this, the emperor immediately laughed out loud, waved his hand with great generosity, and said:

"Since I have canonized you as Princess Roushu, I intend to take you under the name of the Queen. Although the auspicious day has not yet been chosen, you can already call yourself my son."

Gu Qinlan smiled slightly, and of course would not easily accept such an honor.

Although the emperor's polite words sounded nice, they might not be sincere. If she lost her sense of propriety and really believed that the emperor favored her, she would probably be dead soon.

Gu Qinlan understood the emperor's thoughts very well and knew that he was just being polite, so she bowed humbly and said:

"Your Majesty is a wise ruler, benevolent and generous. I am honored. However, I am a mediocre person and dare not offend your Majesty."

Although her voice was not loud, every word was smooth and mellow, making people feel comfortable. The emperor couldn't help but feel a little happy when he heard it. His approving eyes stayed on her for a moment, and he said gently: "Princess Roushu is indeed humble and polite. No wonder she is so rare in the Duan royal family."

The emperor paused for a moment, then changed the subject and asked, "By the way, Roushu just mentioned me, is there anything else you want to tell me?"

Gu Qinlan's eyes gently swept over the little fellow on the stage with tears in his eyes and red and swollen eyes. She smiled helplessly and said to the emperor: "Feng Yun has been studying diligently with Mr. Jiang in recent days. Although his handwriting is still immature, it is also an honor that Feng Yun has always dreamed of to be in the presence of Your Majesty."

"Feng Yun is not even six years old yet, and is at the age of being naughty and mischievous. If Your Majesty does not grant him a look, I am afraid he will burst into tears again when he returns. Therefore, I dare to ask Your Majesty to condescend to take a look, so that he will be convinced and not lose his temper again."