The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

Ping'an lifted the curtain and winked at the people following him outside. The people following him left quietly, and the carriage started moving again, heading towards the place the Counselor had just mentioned.

The carriage stopped at the foot of Wangjiang Tower, and all the shops had opened their doors to welcome customers.

"That day, the ice skating ceremony at Beihai Garden ended just as it began. Do you know why?"

Upon hearing this, the counselor sitting in the carriage pricked up his ears, eager to hear words unfavorable to the emperor from the mouths of those outside the carriage.

"What else could it be? Wasn't it just that the ice in Beihai Garden cracked, and a body floated up from it? It seems to be the third son of the Xuanwei Envoy. That kid is uneducated and just knows how to run around everywhere. I don't know who he offended, and he died and his body was thrown into Beihai Garden. It's almost the end of the year, and something like this happened. It's really unlucky."

The person who said this did not hide his disgust at all and even spat on the ground after he finished speaking.

"This kind of thing is not something that ordinary people like us should discuss. Gentlemen, please enjoy your wontons."

The wonton vendor brought out two bowls of wontons. It wasn't nice to ask customers to shut up while doing business, but he was scared just listening to people talking about such things downstairs in Wangjiang Tower.

This area is not a place where small vendors like them can come. Only the owners of Wangjiang Tower and Lanxu Pavilion are easy to talk to, and allow mobile vendors like them to set up their stalls nearby for an hour before the restaurant opens. With two owners looking after them, they don't have to worry about being driven away.

We should remember where our water came from. Everyone knows that the current emperor is familiar with the two bosses, so it is difficult for them to say bad things about him.

"What are you afraid of, a small vendor? His Majesty is busy with state affairs every day. We are just chatting casually in your shop. How could it possibly reach His Majesty's ears? Besides, His Majesty didn't criticize the envoy whose family had a death. He directly sent him back home. It shows that His Majesty is kind-hearted. You don't need to be so cautious."

"It's such a shame for the Beihai Garden Ice Skating Ceremony. I heard the Eight Banners Guards had been practicing for a whole year, composing seven or eight celebration dances, just waiting to perform them for Your Majesty this year. But it's been ruined like this. I'm so pissed I'm going to die, but Your Majesty doesn't take it seriously."

The two people who were discussing this matter were eating wontons while lamenting this year's ice skating festival.

Seeing this, the wonton vendor didn't know what to say, so he just turned around and pretended he didn't hear anything.

The voices of the two people talking became louder and louder, attracting people from the stalls nearby to come over.

"If you ask me, with so many new policies this year and the drought in North China only ending a few months ago, Your Majesty doesn't have the time or energy to deal with such an unlucky matter. The body has been returned to the Xuanwei Envoy's residence, and I'm sure the Dali Temple has also made a decision. It's just that the New Year is approaching, so we're just putting it aside for the sake of everyone having a good year. Why dwell on it?"

"That's right. Your Majesty's diligence is our blessing. Everyone should practice good deeds. The New Year is coming soon. This kind of thing will be over once it's over."

The voices of the people discussing outside the carriage came in. Ping'an looked at the pale face of the counselor, and there was a disdainful smile in his lowered eyes.

The people cannot see the struggles in the court, but they are not fools. Don’t they know who is good to them in this world?

"Eunuch Ping'an, that's enough for two pages."

The clerk held up the paper he had just filled. Sitting in the carriage, he didn't realize how many sheets it was while listening, but now he looked at it again and saw that it was almost three sheets.

"Does your Excellency wish to continue listening? Or is this not the place where you heard the rumors yesterday? If your Excellency needs it, the carriage can go to the place where you passed by yesterday at any time."

Ping'an turned around and asked the Counselor in a calm tone. The clerk beside him continued to grind ink, preparing to move to another place to continue dictation.

"No, that's not necessary."

When the Imperial Counselor said this, Ping An said to the palace servants driving the carriage:

"Turn around and go back."

The carriage quickly started moving again and headed towards the palace.

Among the group of people who were having breakfast just now, a few of them saw the carriage leave, quickly finished their breakfast in front of them, and left in different directions.

Liang Chongyue was reviewing memorials when he heard the news of Ping'an's return. He immediately ordered him to take the person to the side hall:

"Take the contents of the document to the side hall and read it to them. After they have listened, they can leave. As for the counselors, after they leave, send them to the Dali Temple."

Just now in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Fan Jiang had an argument with someone. If she handed the person over to him, he would be transferred to the Ministry of Justice soon. She would not have to worry about anything else after that.

Ping An responded and withdrew. In the side hall of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, officials were gathered together to discuss the congratulations from all nations. The door of the hall was opened from the outside, and the conversation stopped. Everyone looked towards the door.

Eunuch Ping'an walked in front, followed on his left and right by the Counselor and the copyist.

"Your Majesty orally."

Everyone in the side hall knelt down together, only the sound of the system gnawing on bones was still obvious. Ping An pretended not to see it, took the transcribed paper from the clerk beside him, and read it out in front of everyone word by word.

The people kneeling in the hall lowered their heads and looked at each other. There was not much sympathy for the censor, but mostly indifference as they were used to it.

Your Majesty has been busier than all of them as ministers lately. If they rush to offend Your Majesty at this time, they would be courting death.

In other words, Your Majesty has no time to deal with him now. Otherwise, if he is charged with the crime of treason, he will probably be thrown into a mass grave along with the ancestral tablets in his family.

"I heard these things while walking around Chang'an Street with the Counselor. They were all said by the common people themselves, with the Counselor present as a witness. I don't know if the Counselor got drunk last night and misheard these unfounded stories. It's best not to listen to or spread them around in the future."

Ping An almost directly accused the censor of talking nonsense and slandering the emperor through the mouths of the people.

"Yes, maybe I heard it wrong."

Ping An just thought the censor's admission of mistake was nonsense. Why didn't he think of this when he was speaking affirmatively in the Hall of Supreme Harmony?

"Now that the situation is clear, you gentlemen may leave."

After Ping An finished speaking, he turned around and made way for the officials in the side hall.

After hearing this, everyone started talking and turned their attention to the two highest-ranking officials among the civil and military officials.

Prime Minister Jiang and Duke Dingguo looked at each other. One of Duke Dingguo's legs was held tightly by the puppy, making it inconvenient for him to move. After nodding to Prime Minister Jiang, he waited for everyone to leave.

After Prime Minister Jiang led the way out of the side hall, all the civil and military officials followed behind and walked out.

The Counselor also wanted to follow him out, but was stopped by the clerk who had been following him all the way. He saw the docile scholar bowing to the Counselor, who seemed to pose no threat at all. But in this turbulent palace, there were no simple people.