All the members are good people, only the host is a pervert

On the battlefield in the northern border, General Dingbei was seriously injured and fell into a coma for a long time; the Xiongnu army took the opportunity to launch a fierce attack, and the armies of both sides were deadlocked on the border, and the fighting continued; in order to avoid the war, the people had to leave their homes and become displaced.

During this period of time, ministers within the court have been discussing countermeasures.

This morning, all the ministers gathered in the imperial court. At this moment, one minister stood up and again raised the issue of the people of Northern Frontier leaving their homes. As soon as he finished speaking, a commotion erupted in the court.

Some ministers advocated putting the matter aside for now, believing that once the situation in the northern border stabilized, the people would naturally return to their hometowns. However, other ministers immediately stood up to refute, saying, "Currently, a large number of people from the northern border have flocked to the surrounding counties, putting enormous pressure on the local towns!"

For a while, there was endless debate in the court.

Another minister proposed ordering surrounding towns to investigate the civilians who had left their homes and send them back in batches. However, another minister immediately retorted, "Under such high pressure, chaos is bound to ensue!"

Everyone expressed their opinions, arguing endlessly. The emperor sat on the dragon throne, listening quietly to the ministers' discussions, his brow furrowed. He knew full well that this issue concerned the stability and development of the country, but faced with such a complex situation, he found it difficult to make a decision at the moment.

At this moment, an old minister stepped out of the ranks and slowly said, "Your Majesty, I believe the most urgent task is to thoroughly investigate the reasons why the people of the northern border have left their homes and understand their plight. I believe that the people are leaving their homes simply because the Xiongnu have always been notorious for slaughtering every city they capture. The war in the northern border is currently raging, and the people are in panic..."

A young official stepped forward with a bold idea: "Your Majesty, I believe we should dispatch Princess Changle, Lin Ruan, to the border. She is the daughter of the Princess Zhenguo. Her presence will surely bring comfort to the people and alleviate the panic and anxiety caused by the war."

Another minister frowned after hearing this: "But Your Majesty, Princess Changle is still young after all, and she is a weak woman who can't even tie a chicken. How can we put her in danger?" he said worriedly.

"You're right, but we can't just sit back and do nothing!" another minister retorted. "The war situation is so tense right now. We need someone who can calm the people and stabilize the situation. Princess Changle is the most suitable candidate."

Hearing this proposal, the emperor was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "Princess Changle is indeed a good choice, but she is, after all, the only bloodline of the Zhenguo Princess. The Zhenguo Princess and her husband have already sacrificed their lives for the country in the Northern Frontier. How can I bear to let her take this risk?"

"Your Majesty, what we need now is someone who can stabilize the situation," an old minister said solemnly, "Princess Changle is the best choice."

The emperor, seated on the dragon throne, was seething with rage. He glared at his ministers below, wanting to curse, but he suppressed his fury. After all, he had spent countless efforts, meticulous planning, and countless laborious efforts to successfully bring Northern Xinjiang under his control!

Yet, only a few short years later, these ministers actually dared to propose sending the descendants of the Princess Zhenguo back to the Northern Frontier? This was simply absurd!

Humph! He would rather send an assassin to get rid of this troublesome Lin Ruan immediately than agree to such a ridiculous request!

However, a thought suddenly struck the emperor: Perhaps sending Lin Ruan back to the northern border wouldn't be a bad idea? After all, she was a frail, sickly woman skilled in poetry and song, with no interest in military affairs or politics. Sending her to the northern border as a symbol of peace and tranquility would not only appease the people of the region and silence the ministers who offered their advice, but also free him from the worry that she would interfere with border control, affecting his own position and sleep quality. The thought of this made the emperor smile, thinking the idea truly brilliant! He could already see the Xiongnu retreat and the peaceful border region.

And he could finally get a good night's sleep!

Thinking of this, the emperor's expression gradually softened. He decided to make good use of this opportunity to silence the public and consolidate his power.

even. . .

The emperor thought of this and immediately ordered Princess Changle to rush to the Northern Frontier without delay to comfort the local people. After Lin Ruan accepted the order and thanked him, she led her husband Xie Yunze and a group of personal guards, and they rushed all the way to the Northern Frontier, traveling day and night.