Rebirth: Phoenix Riding the Ninth Heaven

After dinner, Li Ruoyue took Luzhu back to his room to rest. He was so excited that he could not calm down for a while. He sat at the desk and thought about how to tell his father about the future development of the Marquis' Mansion. At this point, he decided to talk to his father in the evening to see what his father thought and how to deal with future development and planning.

Thinking of this, Li Ruoyue instructed Luzhu: Luzhu, when you have time, go to your father's yard and tell him that if your father has had a good rest, I will go to talk to him in the evening. Luzhu said respectfully, "Miss, I will go and talk to him in a moment. You should have a rest first. You got up so early today, you should take a nap first."

Bi Ruoyue waved gently to Luzhu and asked her to leave, while she went into the bedroom and lay on the bed, deciding to rest for a while and then have a long talk with her father in the evening.

The Marquis replied that because of the long journey, they decided not to have lunch and dinner together. After eating in their respective courtyards, they would rest separately.

The moonlight was like water, the stars shone like a weave, and the lights in the study of the Marquis' Mansion were still bright in the deep night. Li Ruoyue and her father, the head of the Marquis' Mansion, were having a long and deep conversation about the future development of the Marquis' Mansion.

Inside the study, antique bookshelves were piled high with various classics, and the air was filled with the faint scent of ink. Li Ruoyue sat at her desk, her eyes gleaming with determination, like the brightest stars in the night sky. Her father, the head of the Marquis's residence, sat across from her. His eyes, deep and profound, revealed a deep affection and pride as he looked at Li Ruoyue.

Li Ruoyue spoke first, her voice clear and firm, "Father, I haven't been in the Marquis' Mansion these years, but I have heard some things about the court. I wonder what you think of the current situation." Her words were like a clear spring, clear and direct, "I think the current situation is turbulent. Emperor Qian is old, and the princes are in their prime. The princes who are fighting for the vanguard are ready to make a move, and Emperor Qian is unwilling to give up power and has not designated the next heir, which makes the court turbulent.

The Marquis was silent for a moment. He looked at Li Ruoyue, a complex emotion flickering in his eyes. He knew that Li Ruoyue was no longer the little girl who needed his protection. She had her own ideas, her own pursuits, and her own dreams. He took a deep breath and then spoke slowly, "Yuer, you have grown up. You have the right to express your thoughts on the future of the Marquis' Mansion and our position. However, balancing loyalty and independence is not easy. We need sufficient wisdom, courage, and patience to achieve our goals."

Li Ruoyue said, "Father, do you understand the Emperor Qian's thoughts? Do you know why he has been so slow to designate the next Emperor Qian's successor? Which prince do you think he has in mind?"

Marquis Li Jing sighed softly. "Yue'er, these aren't your business. I think you've grown up and have the right to participate in the decisions of the Marquisate." There are nine adult princes under Emperor Qian. The eldest prince is the emperor's firstborn, but unfortunately not a legitimate son. The second prince is a legitimate son, born to the empress, but the empress died after giving birth to him. Perhaps because of this, Emperor Qian raised the second prince under his watch, while Emperor Qian never made Empress Kun his successor. The third prince is born to Concubine Rou, the son of one of the four concubines. The fourth and ninth princes are siblings, but they are not the legitimate sons. The fifth prince's mother is Concubine Yu, posthumously honored. He has no mother, but he is the most intelligent of the princes. One of the four favorites of Emperor Qian often keeps him by his side. The sixth, seventh, and eighth princes' mothers were concubines without rank in the harem. The foreign factions are not strong enough to play a significant role in the struggle for the throne, but they form their own small faction and are showing signs of competing with each other.

Li Ruoyue listened to her father's analysis of the court princes and nodded slightly. "Father, what you said is just the surface and deeper. Didn't you notice it or didn't you say it?"

I shook my head helplessly. This girl was smarter than I'd thought. I'd just said that, and she'd already grasped a deeper meaning. So, without further ado, I told her directly: Although the eldest prince isn't legitimate, his uncle's influence is among the most powerful in the court, rivaling the Second Prince's. The Second Prince holds the title of legitimate, and his family is not to be underestimated. His grandfather conquered the country alongside the founding Emperor Qian, and his mother is the Empress. His uncle also holds influence within the court—a truly aristocratic family. While the Third Prince's external influence isn't strong, his mother is one of the Four Concubines, making her highly favored by the Emperor. The Fourth and Ninth Princes are even more so. Their mothers are the head of the Four Concubines, and they hold some power. Now that there's no Empress Dowager, they're managing the harem with the authority of the head of the Four Concubines, like an Empress Dowager without a title, yet possessing the rights of an Empress Dowager. They're all serious contenders. The other princes have no external influence, no mother, but he grew up in the Emperor's care, making him a natural fit for the other two children, just like the Second Prince, who grew up in the Emperor's care. The Sixth Prince, the Seventh Prince, and the Eighth Prince had no power from their mother's family or the imperial court. They could only rely on themselves. They were real people who relied on their own merits to move up step by step.

Not to mention the Emperor Qian, even when I look at these princes, I don't know which one is the best. Moreover, even if the Emperor Qian chooses one, he's afraid they won't be able to suppress the others. The princes will cause chaos in the future.

Listening to his father's analysis, Li Ruoyue felt profound. If it weren't for his past life experiences, he wouldn't have known how to choose the emperor. He ultimately chose the Second Prince, but the Second Prince was uneducated, a bully who feared the strong and guarded against and exploited his family of meritorious service. He even colluded with his concubine sister, trapped him in the harem, and used him to control his father. Thinking about it now filled him with hatred. At this thought, Li Ruoyue simply clenched his fists, trying to prevent his father from noticing his abnormality. He was afraid that if he said he was reborn, his father would think he was mentally ill. It was better not to tell his father and take it slow, finding someone who could check the Second Prince before telling him. It couldn't be the Second Prince, no matter who took the throne, or he would surely suffer the same fate. He didn't want the Marquisate to continue the same old path.

Thinking of this, Li Ruoyue said to his father in a serious tone, "My dear, we will secretly choose one of these princes to support, but we must remain neutral on the surface. We cannot let the front see that we are on the right side when he has not yet determined the candidate. Otherwise, he will feel that his imperial power has been despised and challenged. We must let Qian Huang think that my sister is a loyal minister. No matter who the next one is, she can rest assured and let us continue to assist him."

Li Jing looked at his daughter with admiration as she said this, feeling comforted in his heart. It was true that a tiger father has a dog son. His daughter was so young but already had such a unique vision. She was worthy of being his daughter. Why did he like her more and more the more he looked at her?

Li Ruoyue took the opportunity to ask her father, "Father, I want to do some business, because everything is based on money. Although we have power now, where will the food and fodder come from? Although the court will allocate them, we are not afraid of ten thousand, but we are afraid that if they want to cut off our military rations, our so-called backup military power is just empty talk, isn't it?"

Li Ruoyue said to her father, "Can you give me some money first so that I can try to manage some business? Once I have it managed well, you can delegate power to let me manage the shops and properties left by my mother, okay?"

Li Jing looked at the glittering light in Li Ruoyue's eyes and said helplessly, "It's up to you, it's all up to you. Originally, these were all left for you. You were still young then, and now you're older. If you're in the mood to take care of these, I'll give them to you. This is what your mother left behind, and I won't touch it. These were originally meant for your dowry. You can take them whenever you want."

Li Ruoyue felt relieved when he heard his father say this. He was afraid that his father would think he was too young to run the rabbit business and not give it to him. It was not because he was afraid that his father would embezzle the money, but because he was afraid that his father would not let him manage it and would think he was not capable of doing so.

My father said that I must work hard and let my father see my ability so that he can be assured to hand over the shop to me.

Li Ruoyue secretly set a goal for herself, that is, to make the shop glorious again in her own hands, so that she can not be influenced by others when she is in danger, and can mobilize her own strength and money. With these, she can ensure that she will have more confidence on the road to success.

They discussed the future of the Marquisate, its role, its responsibilities, and its mission. Their eyes were filled with love for the Marquisate, with respect for imperial power, and with anticipation for the future. During the long nights in the Marquisate, Li Ruoyue and the Marquis's deep conversation was like a feast for the soul, an exchange of wisdom, and a transmission of love. Their eyes were filled with anticipation for the future, the pursuit of dreams, and a love for life.

This is the long night talk between Li Ruoyue and her father. It is a feast of wisdom and love about the future of the Marquis' Mansion and loyalty to the imperial power. It is a collision of dreams and reality about the future of the Marquis' Mansion and loyalty to the imperial power. It is a dialogue about the responsibility and commitment of the future of the Marquis' Mansion and loyalty to the imperial power.