Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

“The princess is right,” Feng Changgong’s effeminate voice rang out from outside the door. “If the Left Prime Minister’s actions are not called forming cliques for personal gain, then what are they?”

"Furthermore, he can appoint and dismiss officials at will. Those who obey him prosper, and those who oppose him perish. Wouldn't that lead to an increasing number of his cronies in the court?"

When Eunuch Feng entered the Zichen Palace at this time, many people opened their mouths, but still said nothing.

However, the Left Prime Minister, who had just been attacked by him, could not tolerate it.

"Nonsense! When has the Prime Minister ever practiced nepotism?"

The Left Prime Minister raised his head and gave Feng Changgong a haughty look: "I am wholeheartedly devoted to public service, and all those I recommend are pillars of the nation."

"Is that so?" Feng Changgong chuckled. "I had no idea that the Left Prime Minister's youngest son had become a pillar of the nation."

"Didn't he just forcibly take a woman last month and make her his twenty-second concubine, and then beat the shop owner and his wife to death half a month ago because they refused to sell him the shop?"

As Feng Changgong spoke, the Left Prime Minister's face grew increasingly grim, and most of the officials in the hall who were part of the Left Prime Minister's faction lowered their heads, wishing they could shrink themselves into quails.

“Ah, I forgot,” Feng Changgong clapped his hands. “A few days ago, the Left Prime Minister forced His Majesty to use the seal, and the princess who wanted to protect His Majesty smashed his head with it. He probably can’t remember many things right now.”

"Prime Minister, if you've lost your mind, you should resign and return to your hometown to recuperate. I'm sure His Majesty won't disagree."

The emperor, holding Yin Yin above, quietly nodded.

But right now, nobody was paying attention to him.

All eyes were on the adorable Yin Yin, who was being held by the emperor, and the Left Prime Minister, and there were many whispers in the hall.

Someone cleared their throat and deliberately exclaimed in surprise, "What? Is this really true? The Left Prime Minister's head was actually broken by a five-year-old princess?"

Seeing the Left Prime Minister's face grow increasingly grim, the court officials present seemed to have a sudden realization.

No wonder there had been no movement for several years. Suddenly, the emperor wanted to grant his brother more land and make the daughter of the Prince of Zhen a princess. So that's the inside story.

"Feng Changgong, you can't even utter a few words of truth. I don't know how you gained His Majesty's trust and became the head of the Western Depot," the Left Prime Minister said coldly.

"Although my son is somewhat unrestrained in his pursuit of women, it is all consensual. The idea that he would harm someone's life is utterly absurd."

"As for the injury on his forehead, it was clearly from his own carelessness in falling."

Feng Changgong's smile remained unchanged: "Whatever the Left Prime Minister says is true, as long as you can fool yourself, that's enough."

"You!" The Left Prime Minister was so angry that his chest heaved violently, and his vision blurred.

Yinyin sensed something was wrong and immediately cried out, "The Left Prime Minister is about to faint again, Uncle! Quickly, send someone to fetch the imperial physician!"

Reminded by her, the emperor quickly said, "Summon the imperial physician, yes, summon the imperial physician."

"Guards! Quickly help the Left Prime Minister down to rest!"

The chief eunuch outside opened the door, but was immediately frightened away by a single glance from the Left Prime Minister.

Feng, the eunuch standing nearby, immediately said, "Oh dear, the Left Prime Minister's eyes are practically rolling back in his head. What are you all waiting for?"

Before he finished speaking, he personally grabbed the Left Prime Minister and prepared to drag him out.

The Left Prime Minister was a scholar who had lived a life of luxury, so his strength was naturally not very good.

Although Feng Changgong had done manual labor, he had become quite refined over the years in his position. His hands were better maintained than those of some concubines, and his strength was naturally on par with the Left Prime Minister.

The two struggled on the spot for a long time without being able to move an inch. The people watching them were unsure who to help.

Yinyin whispered to the emperor, "Uncle, how long will it take before they can leave the house like this?"

The emperor thought for a moment and replied, "I think it's most likely they won't be able to get out."

“I think so too,” Yin Yin said dismissively. “With that little strength, it’s not even as big as the one I smashed that day. What could possibly happen?”

The emperor tried to hold back for a long time, but he couldn't help himself. He held Yin Yin in front of him and hid behind her, laughing to himself. He was so amused that his face was like a sieve.

Yinyin twitched her lips, feeling that the entire court, from top to bottom, was like a huge makeshift troupe.

Why was it that his father was so unlucky, always encountering the period when the Left Chancellor and Eunuch Feng were at their most astute?

Yinyin thought about it carefully and realized that she couldn't blame her father.

People are always prepared for the worst, and if her father doesn't give up, the Left Prime Minister and Eunuch Feng will definitely put in their best effort to deal with him.

But without her father, the current emperor is timid and obedient if you scare him; at most, he'll do some minor tricks.

The Left Chancellor and Feng Changgong's only rivals were each other, so they gradually became complacent and no longer cared about anyone except each other.

Of course, Yin Yin also felt that it was possible that the two of them had their intelligence reduced due to the plot as their older brother gradually grew up.

Yin Yin was originally worried that Feng Changgong would stop her father from being promoted, but now it seems that her father might not be anything in Feng Changgong's eyes, at least not as important as opposing the Left Prime Minister.

Although the emperor hid well, Yin Yin was only so big. She could block a little bit, but could she block everything?

While most people were preoccupied with the farce unfolding on stage, the royalists' attention remained focused on the emperor.

Seeing the emperor like this, and Yin Yin sitting in front of him with great interest, the royalists were momentarily at a loss for words to offer any advice.

Finally, seeing that the two were tired of fighting, Yin Yin cleared her throat and asked, "Uncle, why hasn't the imperial physician arrived yet?"

The emperor said, "The Imperial Hospital is quite far away; even if we go as fast as we can, it will still take time."

"Guards," the emperor said, "the Left Chancellor is panting. Quickly bring a palanquin and take him directly to the Imperial Hospital."

Then, the emperor said earnestly, "Left Prime Minister, the court still needs you. Please don't faint again."

"puff!"

Some courtiers couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The Left Prime Minister glared at him fiercely, only to discover that the man was the Right Prime Minister, with whom he had never gotten along.

Feng Changgong and the Right Chancellor exchanged a knowing glance, then looked at the head eunuch at the door: "Didn't you hear His Majesty's order? Why aren't you helping the Left Chancellor?"

Before the Left Prime Minister could speak, the Right Prime Minister said, "Left Prime Minister, you can't ignore your illness and refuse to seek medical help!"

Only then did the chief eunuch finally order a sedan chair to be placed at the door to invite the Left Prime Minister out.

The Left Prime Minister pointed at them, his hand trembling. But after only a moment, he suddenly fell backward.

If the chief eunuch hadn't intervened, the Left Chancellor would probably have also injured the back of his head.

This time, the Left Prime Minister actually fainted, so naturally no one paid attention to his wishes and simply carried him out.

When one of the Left Prime Minister's men tried to stand up and say something, the Right Prime Minister directly called him out.

"Now that we are in the palace, it is not appropriate to invite the Left Prime Minister's family into the palace. Let Lord Zhao accompany the Left Prime Minister to the Imperial Hospital."

After the Left Prime Minister left, the Zichen Palace returned to calm for a while.

But precisely because the Left Chancellor left, the most influential figures in the palace were now Eunuch Feng and the Right Chancellor.

As luck would have it, they were in cahoots.