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"Go check it out," Zheng Zhian said in a deep voice, hoping that this person was smart enough to still be alive.

Danqin nodded. Actually, she would have investigated even if the princess hadn't told her to.

Danqin used all her connections and investigated for several days before finding out that Caidie had been released from the palace last year and was living in the West City, making a living by doing needlework. She was doing alright.

She remained silent for a while, then looked at the little figure who was barely taller than the desk but was now sitting on the nanmu chair with a book in hand, engrossed in reading. She asked, "Princess, what do we do next?" Danqin was completely unaware that it was inappropriate to ask a three-year-old child such a question.

Zheng Zhian looked intently at the book in his hand and did not answer her question, but casually said, "It's been a long time since I've seen my grandfather. Let's go see him this afternoon."

Danqin had to patiently remind her, "Princess, you cannot leave the palace without permission." Ever since she secretly went out with the prince last time, the emperor had already ordered that she was not allowed to leave the palace without permission again.

"When did I say I was going to sneak out?" Zheng Zhian turned his head and looked at her with a sly look in his eyes. "What time is it now?"

Danqin didn't keep up with her abrupt change of topic and said blankly, "It's almost time for lunch."

"Let's go find Father Emperor for lunch!" Zheng Zhian put down his book, slid off the chair, and walked outside.

As Liu Fuquan was inquiring about the preparations for the Emperor's meals at the entrance of the Imperial Study, Yu Guangzhong saw the little princess arrive and said, "Add a few more dishes that Princess Le'an likes."

"Yes," the man said, and stepped back.

Liu Fuquan stepped forward, bowed, and asked with a smile, "Is the princess here to dine with the Emperor?"

Since the princess started studying and practicing martial arts, the father and daughter haven't eaten together for quite some time.

"Yes, is Father still reviewing memorials?" Zheng Zhian raised his little face and said with a smile.

“Yes, Princess, your arrival is a good opportunity to persuade the Emperor.” Liu Fuquan picked her up and carried her inside.

When the princess was here, the emperor was mindful of her health and ensured she ate and rested regularly, fearing she might not learn well from him. Now that the princess is not by his side, and with no one to worry about, he completely neglects his health.

He couldn't help but shake his head. He had been staying up countless nights because of the imperial examinations. Even a body of iron couldn't withstand it!

Hearing him say that, Zheng Zhian's smile faded a little. "Okay, wait a minute, I'll talk to him."

Dad has a habit of working so hard that he forgets to eat and sleep. It was only after she deliberately followed his example that she managed to correct him to be normal. How long has it been since he started acting like this again?

Upon arriving at the palace, Zheng Zhian was put down, and she immediately moved a stool to the desk, climbed onto it using both hands and feet, and snatched the imperial brush from Zheng Hongyuan's hand.

They came in, and Zheng Hongyuan sensed it. He had only ignored her because of the memorial, but he hadn't expected the little one to be so mischievous.

He pinched the bridge of his nose, leaned back, and asked, "Why did you come here?" His tone was clearly one of doting affection and helplessness; she was the only one in the entire palace who dared to act like that.

"I'll dine with you." Zheng Zhian scratched his head, holding the fine imperial brush, and replied matter-of-factly.

Upon hearing her say this, Zheng Hongyuan's first reaction was whether the little guy had gotten into trouble again.

He lifted her down from the desk, his eyes filled with obvious doubt. "Are you sure you didn't cause trouble?" Seeing that she didn't look like she had caused trouble, he added, "Do you need something from me?"

As expected of her father, he really understands her personality perfectly. Zheng Zhian chuckled, "Let's eat first, I'm hungry!"

Zheng Hongyuan took the pen from her hand and placed it back on the table. "Liu Fuquan, please prepare the meal."

Zheng Zhian glanced casually at the table. The memorial was titled "Northern Border Military Report." Thinking of her first friend, she took a closer look.

It turned out that the barbarians from the northern border had been frequently harassing the people of the northern border, robbing them of grain, cloth, and cotton clothing... These were things that the people needed to get through the winter, which aroused the anger of the people. The barbarians were scattered in small groups around the border to rob. Marquis Wuping sent troops to chase after them, but they would run away as soon as they saw them from afar, which made the soldiers very angry.

More importantly, Marquis Wuping sent someone to question the opposing general: Did he want to start a war?

The reply from the other side was even more outrageous. They said they had already restrained the tribe members, but some individual members did not listen and they could not control them. They told Marquis Wuping to send people to arrest them and to do whatever he wanted with them.

They couldn't hit him, and they couldn't arrest him easily, which made Marquis Wuping so angry that he cursed in his memorials.

Seeing that she was looking at it intently, Zheng Hongyuan didn't interrupt her. He waited until she turned around before teasingly asking, "Do you even understand it?"

"What does Father think?" Zheng Zhian raised his eyebrows and retorted defiantly.

Seeing her haughty little face, Zheng Hongyuan couldn't help but reach out and pinch her cheek, asking with a smile, "Then tell me, what should we do?"

She knew her father was just teasing her, but since the Northern Border was under the jurisdiction of Zong Zhenping's father, and those people were suffering because of it, it was only right for her, as a princess of the country, to offer some advice.

Zheng Zhian's clear, bright eyes darted around for a moment before she asked, "Have we, Anchong, had no other dealings with those barbarian tribes besides fighting?"

“Yes,” Zheng Hongyuan said domineeringly. “That is because they lost a battle, and they send envoys to deliver gifts every year.”

"Should we give them something?" she then asked.

"I will give it to you, but not too much," Zheng Hongyuan replied after a moment's thought.

Giving too much would be like raising a tiger to cause trouble, especially since that victory was won by the soldiers on the front lines who shed their blood and sacrificed their lives!

Zheng Zhian asked the last question that had been on her mind: "Will our people do business with them?"

"No." The Northern Territory and Anchong have been fighting on and off for decades, and the two sides are irreconcilable enemies. How could they allow any trade?

After asking a few questions, Zheng Zhian roughly understood the reason. The two sides had been at war for many years, and the people had deep-seated hatred for each other. Neither side's leaders had any intention of cooperating. As the season for the border barbarians to enter the east approached, the scattered households lacked supplies and thus began to plot to rob the scattered households on the border of Anchong Kingdom.

As long as they run fast, no one can catch them.

Seeing that she had asked so many questions and was now silent, Zheng Hongyuan teased, "An'an, have you thought of any good ideas?"

This wasn't the first or second time this had happened. As long as there wasn't a war, Marquis Wuping would curse him almost every year. But this particular incident was truly disgusting to them, like swallowing a mosquito.

“Then let’s do business with them,” Zheng Zhian said naively.

Hearing her answer, Zheng Hongyuan couldn't help but laugh and flick her nose. "You're quite clever." Before she could be proud, he added, "However, your grandfather had already tried this method when he was alive, and it resulted in a devastating blow to An Chong."

At that time, someone in the court proposed this method, and his father thought it was feasible, so he allowed the two countries to trade. Unexpectedly, in just five years, he had nurtured those barbarians into having wolfish ambitions.

They secretly stockpiled supplies and food, and even the weapons they exchanged were made of iron bought from Anchong Kingdom. The battle came swiftly and suddenly.

Because of their thorough preparations, An Chong lost several cities in succession. Finally, his father, the emperor, personally took command and boosted morale, driving the barbarians out of An Chong.

That battle was incredibly difficult!