The wish of the Qing Dynasty is fulfilled

Faced with Wen Yi's uncontrollable crying, Pangju was quite annoyed, and finally sent his capable subordinate Longyue to comfort Wen Yi.

Longyue agreed verbally, but as soon as she got the token to leave the palace, she was like a happy monkey. She happily moved into Princess Wen Yi's mansion and ignored any news from the palace.

After such a long time, Fat Orange suddenly had to face the mountain of memorials alone, and he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

What is this?

This matter was decided by Longyue last time...what was it?

Alas, why are there still so many memorials to read? Where are my tonic pills? Give me some first, and then rest for a while before continuing.

Within half a month, the court officials began to feel fed up.

Isn’t the emperor’s processing efficiency a bit low? Why is he so slow in reviewing memorials? Even if the emperor is not anxious, we are!

After several rounds of tug-of-war, both sides finally expressed their dissatisfaction at the morning court session.

Finally came to the conclusion:

The solution is to call Princess Longyue back quickly!

"Princess Longyue, how could she be so childish? She doesn't know how to be consistent in what she does. How could she give up halfway?"

Several ministers complained privately, completely forgetting their initial expressions of disapproval when they first saw Princess Longyue participating in the review of memorials.

A country cannot be without a king for a day, but if the king’s work efficiency is too low, the importance of helpers suddenly becomes apparent.

Fat Ju has worked diligently for half his life, but he never expected that at this age he would be half-wasted by his daughter. His eyes began to hurt from staring at several stacks of documents.

Even a clay figure has some temper, let alone Longyue's personality. How could she be someone who can be summoned and dismissed at will?

She directly said that she didn't want to return to the palace for the time being.

She wanted to carefully look for several candidates for her prince consort outside the palace and return only after she had picked out a suitable one.

This is not possible!

Fat Ju couldn't accept it at all and wanted to leave the palace himself to bring his daughter back to work.

But it was not an easy task for the emperor to leave the palace in person. In the end, this "glorious" task fell on Longyue's old friend, Zhang Tingyu.

Zhang Tingyu: Sometimes I really don’t want to do this anymore!

Every ox or horse has cried out in his heart for resignation countless times, but in the end he still obeys the arrangements obediently. Zhang Tingyu is no exception. Even though he has a lot of complaints, he still bites the bullet and submits a visiting card to the princess's mansion.

"Oh, what a rare guest! It's actually Lord Zhang."

"I have met Princess Longyue. She is as energetic as ever. No wonder the Emperor is always thinking about her and can't leave her."

When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Zhang Tingyu's success in reaching his current position is not just due to his talent and knowledge. Of course, he also needs a certain ability to lie with his eyes open.

He was also quite clear in his mind that Princess Longyue was not someone who could be fooled by a few sweet words. Once she got into trouble, she was more cunning than a monkey. It was not an easy task for him to come to her house today.

But to his surprise, Longyue was particularly easy to talk to today.

Not only did he come straight to the point and state that his mission was to persuade her to return to the palace, he also didn't say anything roundabout, just sighed softly.

"Alas, Master Zhang, this princess is also suffering in her heart."

Zhang Tingyu suddenly felt that something was wrong. Princess Longyue was going to change her tactics.

"This princess is just an ordinary woman in the world. I just want to marry peacefully and give birth to a family for my husband. But the emperor ordered me to help him..."

Longyue wiped her face with a handkerchief. Zhang Tingyu looked carefully and saw that there was nothing on the handkerchief!

Not even a speck of powder was touched, let alone any tears!!

"As a child, I know the principle of obeying my father before marriage and my husband after marriage. But this time, when I left the palace to comfort my sister, I learned that there were rumors that I..."

"Wow...you actually said I'm not a faithful wife..."

Zhang Tingyu felt like his face was about to cramp.

However, the colleagues who came with him did not have as deep an understanding of Longyue as he did. When they heard this, their faces immediately turned embarrassed, and they even tried to comfort him in a panic.