The queen is sober in the world, and she is winning every step of the palace fight.

Cao Bin leaked the information to Fei Wan, not because he knew the relationship between Fei Wan and Ma Xiaofeng.

Instead, he felt that Ma Xiaofeng was a loyal and righteous person among the people and should be well protected so as not to disappoint the righteous people in the world.

He sensed the emperor's vigilance against the post office. He was afraid the emperor would embarrass Ma Xiaofeng, so he asked the imperial concubine for advice on how Ma Yishi should behave and speak when he entered the palace tomorrow, in order to best please the emperor and protect his private post office property.

After all, the Imperial Noble Consort is the one who can best guess His Majesty's thoughts and can cater to His Majesty's preferences better than he can.

"Eunuch Cao is thoughtful."

Fei Wan said to the trusted eunuch sent by Cao Bin, "Tell Eunuch Cao to invite the righteous man Ma into the palace and kowtow three times and bow nine times to His Majesty."

He wrote a note and asked the eunuch to take it back.

The eunuch quietly handed the note to Cao Bin.

Cao Bin took a look and saw only a few words on it: "Treat the root cause and give half to the government."

After reading the note, Cao Bin burned it, leaving no trace and no evidence.

But at first I didn't understand what this meant.

The eunuch who had conveyed the imperial edict to Ma Xiaofeng had left the palace. Cao Bin was waiting for the emperor to review the memorials when he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and realized the meaning of Fei Wan's note.

Ask Ma Xiaofeng to donate half of the post office's assets to the court!

The emperor was wary of this post office.

If Ma Xiaofeng entered the palace only to be respectful and polite, it would not be able to completely dispel the emperor's fear, and it would only be a temporary solution.

But if he took the initiative to hand over the post office to the court, it would be different!

By only giving half, instead of all, he could show his loyalty while continuing to make money from the post office.

It's much better than if something goes wrong one day and the entire post office is wiped out.

The Imperial Concubine's approach was decisive enough.

only……

How to convince Ma Xiaofeng to donate his property?

Cao Bin fell into deep thought.

Would Mr. Ma be willing to simply ask people to cut down half of his own money tree as tribute? Could he understand the subtlety of this?

But he didn't know that as long as he asked, Ma Xiaofeng would never refuse.

Even if the emperor had not summoned him, Fei Wan had already discussed with Ma Xiaofeng that after the post office was established, he would immediately hand over 40% of the profits to the court and keep only 60% in his own hands.

He retained control over the post office without arousing suspicion from the imperial court.

After all, a merchant that is faster and better than the official post station, delivers everything, and has stations all over Daliang would be too convenient if there were any treason. How could the court tolerate the existence of such a merchant?

Fei Wan used Ma Xiaofeng to run this post office. Making money was one thing, but the most important thing was to provide convenience for doing big things in the future.

Sooner or later, you will be used by Daliang, so there is nothing wrong with offering yourself now.

After it was donated, it would not be divided up by the officials in the court. Lu Guinian had already made preparations. As long as Ma Xiaofeng donated the post office, he would have a way to make the emperor hand over this matter to his people.

For Fei Wan, it was like pouring money from one hand to the other.

Nothing is affected.

Also, because Shengshi Post Office has an official background, it can operate with greater confidence, without having to worry about the powerful and influential people becoming jealous of its profits and taking advantage of it.

Anyone who dared to get involved would be in trouble. Lu Guinian had already established his own faction, and the group of censors he controlled were no pushovers.

"Cao Bin, what are you thinking about? Tea."

The emperor's teacup was empty, and no one was refilling it. He looked up and saw Cao Bin in a daze. This was a rare occurrence.

"Damn slave!"

Cao Bin quickly collected his thoughts and poured tea for the emperor.

He bowed and explained, "Tomorrow is your Majesty's birthday. I, your humble servant, would like to offer my humble congratulations to your Majesty. I was... was just reciting the poem. I didn't expect I was so dumb that I couldn't remember it, and I was late serving your Majesty. Damn it!"

"Hmm? What words are you memorizing?"

"...I want to sing a song for Your Majesty..." Cao Bin said shyly, "I want to sing a song for Your Majesty."

"Oh?"

The emperor was tired of reading the memorials, so he put down the one in his hand and asked Cao Bin to sing it.

Cao Bin was embarrassed. He flicked his sleeves and twisted his waist, and sang a few lines of "Niao Qing Si". A weird female role appeared in front of the emperor.

The emperor laughed out loud.

"You old bastard! How dare you act like a woman!"

Cao Bin bowed and said, "I am a fool, and I have made your majesty laugh. I will go down and practice the lyrics carefully, and memorize them. Tomorrow I will put on my makeup and sing them for your majesty."

"Come on, forget it. I don't want to hear you sing. It's terrible."

It’s better not to listen.

Cao Bin had no intention of singing opera, he was just trying to cover up his distraction.

The emperor was amused for a moment and didn't want to review the memorials anymore.

During this period, he was recuperating from his injuries. After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, 80% of the memorials submitted by the cabinet were given to Fei Wan for approval.

Fei Wan lived in Concubine Shun's palace, which was inconvenient, so Cao Bin or his trusted palace maids would pretend to deliver food or something and put the memorials in a food box and bring them over.

There seemed to be a rumor in the palace that the Imperial Noble Consort was the most favored, and even though her face was ruined, His Majesty did not forget to send her gifts every day.

When the emperor heard this, he just smiled bitterly.

If it weren't for reviewing the memorials, he really didn't want to think about Fei Wan anymore.

Whenever he thought of her, he would recall her horrible red-spotted face, which gave him goose bumps.

Fortunately, the imperial physician recently said that she is much better.

But he hasn't seen how good it is yet.

I mentioned it once or twice before, but Fei Wan refused and refused to take off her veil. I was afraid it would be embarrassing.

He didn't insist on looking, because he really didn't want his eyes to be polluted.

It’s such a pity that such a beautiful girl turned into an ugly monster!

It was in vain that he doted on her so much and promoted her to be the Imperial Noble Consort!

Fortunately, she was still useful and became more and more proficient in reviewing memorials.

"Send the memorial to the Imperial Concubine. I am tired."

The emperor took a few sips of tea, left his desk completely, and went inside to rest.

"Call Ling Zhaoyi over."

After hearing the order, Cao Bin said, "Your Majesty, Consort Ling is ill today, and the imperial physician was called early this morning."

"What disease?"

"He said he had caught a cold."

"Ah!"

It has been nearly two months since Gu Shuer was conferred the title. She first cried and made a fuss, then finally calmed down. However, she always had this or that illness and refused to serve in front of the emperor.

I've used this excuse countless times: I just caught a cold.

"Well, let her be."

The emperor went to take a nap alone.

He was still somewhat tolerant of Gu Shuer and didn't want to force her to do anything.

……

At this time, Gu Shuer was not recuperating quietly in her Chengming Palace.

Instead, he closed the door and pretended to be recuperating, but in fact he quietly ran around the path to Fei Wan's room and practiced dancing with Fei Wan.

Tomorrow is the birthday party, and this is the last time the two of them will practice together.

Looking at Fei Wan's snow-white skin and translucent face, Gu Shu'er bit her lip with a sharp look.

"Tomorrow's dance, you will surely regain my favor. I have helped you accomplish the first thing, so you must remember our promise."

Fei Wan put down her dance props and wiped the thin layer of sweat from her forehead.

Look back at the other person.

"I remember the promise. What about you, Sister Gu? You won't break your promise, will you?"

"Of course I won't!"

"Is that so? Then, wasn't the grindstone you purchased privately intended for sharpening your sword in order to attempt an assassination?"

"you……"

Gu Shuer was shocked.

Yu Feiwan actually dared to monitor her!