This made Li Shimin anxious, and he wanted to trade one for one with me.

Inside the Taiji Hall, Zhang Anan held a purple-tipped brush, staring at the spotless, clean, blank imperial edict. Cold sweat poured down his face, and his hands trembled.

This is an imperial edict sent to the Empress, declaring her guilty.

If Her Majesty the Empress saw this, wouldn't she be furious?

Although the Empress is a virtuous empress, she is not made of clay; she also has a fiery temper...

"Eunuch Zhang, if you can't write it, then give it to me."

Just then, a gentle, breeze-like voice sounded beside me.

Zhang Anan looked up and saw Cheng Jun giving him a gentle and kind smile. He swallowed hard, but instead of handing him the pen, he looked at Li Shimin.

"Your Majesty, is this alright?"

"Let him write it!"

Li Shimin put on a stern face and snorted coldly, "He impeached the empress, so he should write the petition!"

"Thank you for your trouble, Imperial Censor Cheng!" Zhang Anan breathed a sigh of relief, handed the purple brush to Cheng Jun, and then stood up and stood aside.

Cheng Jun knelt down in front of the desk, picked up the purple brush, and began to write without hesitation.

"Just write it if I tell you to..." Li Shimin was a little surprised. He had just said it in anger, but he didn't expect Cheng Jun to actually dare to write it. He went over and took a look at what Cheng Jun had written.

Cheng Jun wrote with lightning speed, and in a short time, many lines of text appeared on the blank imperial edict.

Li Shimin didn't read the contents carefully, but only noticed the handwriting. His eyes lit up with surprise as he said, "I never imagined that the son of a military officer could write even more beautifully than a civil official!"

Cheng Jun's handwriting is square yet beautiful, with jet-black, smooth, and uniform characters that can be described as elegant, graceful, and harmonious.

"That's right, I didn't learn this official script style for nothing..." Cheng Jun said quietly.

In his past life, he was a great lover of history, especially fond of copying the calligraphy of the ancients. After writing for a long time, he also grasped some of the essence, which is why he was able to write beautiful calligraphy.

"Your Majesty, I have finished writing it. What do you think?"

Soon, Cheng Jun finished writing the imperial edict, put down his purple-tipped brush, and stood up to the side.

Li Shimin leaned over to take a look, reading aloud selected sentences as he went: "The nation is founded on its people, based on morality, and with law as its backbone..."

"Among the sons of officials, fighting is the most serious offense, and Yuchi Baolin, son of the Duke of Wu, cannot escape blame..."

"The law is not devoid of human sentiment. I will not pursue the matter further because Yuchi Baolin was young and impetuous. However, a country cannot stand without laws, and the people cannot be governed without laws. The reason I punished the Duke of Wu is because it is the father's fault for not teaching his son properly..."

"The law is the standard for all under heaven, and is the common law of all people. Now, Princess Chang Le has stormed into the Duke of Su's mansion and assaulted the second son of the Cheng family. Her crime is equal to that of Yuchi Baolin..."

"Although Princess Chang Le is my daughter, I still punish her. However, considering her youth and impetuousness, I will not pursue the matter further. But the emperor is subject to the same laws as commoners. The reason I punish the empress is because her mother failed to properly educate her daughter..."

"I first punished the Duke, then the Empress, without showing favoritism or violating the law. My aim is to ensure that all officials in the land also refrain from favoritism and violating the law!"

"It's so well written..." Zhang Anan listened with a clear mind and turned to look at Cheng Jun standing next to him. His eyes gleamed with a strange light. He never expected that Cheng Jun, at such a young age, could write an article that could highlight the word "wise ruler" so vividly and perfectly!

Li Shimin was also stunned, and almost couldn't help but ask him, "With this kind of writing skills, why don't you just compare your writing with that of the sons of civil officials in today's selection of censors? Are you afraid that I won't select you? Why bother with military tactics?"

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but Li Shimin swallowed them back. He looked down and read the contents of the imperial edict several more times, feeling a bit of a headache.

The content is good, the key question is how to show it to Guanyinbi...

She has an exceptionally strong personality...

Cheng Jun, watching him from the side, noticed Li Shimin's hesitant expression and knew he was still undecided. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Your Majesty, did I write it too euphemistically? Should I make it more direct?"

"Need not!"

Li Shimin waved his hand decisively and said that this was already straightforward enough, yet he considered it merely euphemistic.

If he were to change it to be more straightforward, Guanyinbi would probably be ready to chop someone up with a knife!

"So be it."

Li Shimin reached out and picked up the imperial edict, rolled it up, and looked at Cheng Jun, asking, "You've already submitted your report, you've already spoken, and I've already given my approval. Is there anything else? If not, hurry up and leave! Leave without stopping!"

He urgently needs to calm down on his own.

"Your subject takes his leave!" Cheng Jun's face once again showed a gentle and kind smile. He turned around and quickly left the Taiji Hall, fearing that if he walked too slowly, he would hear Li Shimin change his mind and call him back.

Li Shimin took a deep breath, picked up the imperial edict drafted by Cheng Jun, sat back down at his desk, spread the edict out on the table, and read it word by word.

After a long while, he raised his hand to rub his temples and said in a deep voice, "Ananda, go to the Lizheng Hall yourself and invite the Empress over."

"The slaves obey the orders!"

Zhang Anan dared not say anything; the matter was too big for him to get involved in. He responded softly and quickly left the Taiji Hall, heading towards the Lizheng Hall where the Empress was.

…………

The Imperial Palace, Lizheng Hall.

"Lizhi went to deliver tea to her father, the Emperor, but she hasn't returned yet."

At noon.

Empress Zhangsun grew tired of reading, yawned, and casually placed the book she was holding on the soft couch.

She got up and walked to the bronze washing utensils, wet the cloth draped over them, wiped her forehead and cheeks, and looked at the palace maid who came to serve her, asking a question.

The palace maid replied, "Your Highness, Princess has left the palace!"

"Leaving the palace?" Empress Zhangsun draped the cloth back over the bronze washbasin and asked with a frown, "What would she do if she left the palace for no reason?"

The palace maid whispered, "I heard that today His Majesty selected an imperial censor who ruined the selection process he had carefully prepared. The princess heard that the man displeased His Majesty, so she left the palace, seemingly to avenge him..."

"Nonsense!"

Empress Zhangsun was displeased. "Aren't you going to stop her?"

The palace maid explained, "Her Highness acted too quickly. By the time we realized what was happening, she had already left the palace!"

Seeing the palace maids' aggrieved expressions, Empress Zhangsun sighed and said, "It must have been difficult for you... What is the name of the imperial censor His Majesty has chosen?"

The palace maid replied, "That man's name is Cheng Jun, the youngest son of the Duke of Su!"

“Cheng Jun...”

Empress Zhangsun secretly memorized the name and then asked, "What time is it now?"

The palace maid said, "It's just past noon..."

Empress Zhangsun nodded slightly. "It's past lunchtime, His Majesty is probably still hungry... Prepare lunch, I'll take it to the Taiji Hall."

"The slaves obey the orders!"

The palace maid received the imperial decree and immediately led a group to the Imperial Kitchen, returning shortly with a food box.

Empress Zhangsun opened the food box and glanced inside. The food was steaming hot. She picked up the food box and prepared to leave.

As soon as she stepped out of the Lizheng Hall, she saw the middle-aged eunuch in purple robes walking towards Li Shimin.

"This servant, Zhang Anan, greets Your Majesty the Empress!"

Zhang Anan quickly bowed, and seeing the food box in her hand, he lowered his head and bent over, raising his palm above his head as if to receive the food box, while saying, "Your Majesty, His Majesty invites you to come over!"

Empress Zhangsun handed him the food box and said with a smile, "You've come at just the right time. I was just about to go find His Majesty. Let's go together."

Zhang Anan gestured "please" and respectfully said, "Your Majesty, please!"

Soon, Empress Zhangsun noticed that Li Shimin was sitting in the Taiji Hall with a blank look in his eyes and a dazed expression. He didn't even notice her coming in. She asked curiously, "Second brother, why do you look so absent-minded?"