The princess was ordained by Heaven.

[Full of nonsense, a waste of ink]

[My handwriting is so ugly I don't want to look at it. I'll go back and practice.]

I know you want to be emperor, but don't think about it yet.

[Auspicious Omens Found? Stars in the Sky Form the Chinese Character "雍"? Is this what you imagined?]

[A sorcerer offered up elixirs? Only a fool would believe that]

The emperor's thoughts were repeatedly disrupted by her words. After a moment of contemplation, he finally realized that he had made a terrible decision.

Or should we just let her go back?

That is impossible.

Since she's the one interrupting my work, I'll let her do more.

Come on! Let's torture each other!

Oil lamps were lit in the study, illuminating the room. Although his mind was still restless, the emperor gradually calmed down after getting used to it.

Who cares how many piglets your pig had?

Wait, twenty? I want to see what kind of pigs can reproduce so prolifically!

Even in their world, before the apocalypse, ordinary pigs didn't reproduce this many times, did they?

Is this a unique feature of this world? Pigs are incredibly prolific?

Zheng Xun slowed down and carefully examined the document.

After reading it, she turned to look at the emperor who was carefully reviewing the memorial, and then turned to look at Li Xiaojun who was waiting beside her: "Eunuch Li, do you know how many piglets a farm pig can usually give birth to?"

Her superpowers were exhausted, and the system was unusable for the day, so she could only ask the people around her for help.

Eunuch Li: ...

Although he heard the princess's thoughts, he, who had never raised pigs since entering the palace at a young age, really couldn't answer.

He went to ask her and quickly got the answer.

“In an ordinary household, a piglet can typically give birth to five to nine piglets.”

Zheng Xun pondered for a moment, and began to suspect that the minister was a pig-raising saint.

“Father, I think Zhou Pengtao is truly a talented person, and he should belong to me.”

The emperor was shocked: "You like raising pigs?!"

Zheng Xun tilted his head: "Could it be that Father Emperor looks down on pig farmers? You know, if pigs can grow bigger and faster, more people will be able to eat meat. The same principle applies to other livestock. Talented people like Zhou Pengtao should shine in suitable positions, instead of staying in the local area as dispensable local officials."

The emperor rubbed his temples: "Alright, I haven't even spoken yet, and you've already said everything. I know what you're thinking. I will issue an edict to recall Zhou Pengtao."

Actually, he had some impression of this official.

Zhou Pengtao was a talented writer, but after serving as an official for only one day during the reign of the late emperor, he began to side with the late emperor, jumping around in the morning court every day to criticize him for his illegitimate accession to the throne.

However, Zhou Pengtao is right.

He did indeed gain his position illegitimately, but facts aside, Zhou Pengtao insists on bringing it up again and again.

He didn't want to be constantly criticized, so he naturally sent people to some backwater place to reflect on their actions.

As it turns out, reflection is very effective; all they knew was to submit reports and flatter the emperor.

If Xun'er still wants him, then it wouldn't be unreasonable to recall him.

"Father is wise and mighty!"

The emperor gave a light snort and tilted his head back: "Keep working."

Having reaped the benefits, Zheng Xun stopped complaining and began to seriously review the memorials.

Not long after, Commander Li, who had confiscated the property, returned, and the letter was indeed found in the place Zheng Xun had described.

"Very good, very good! Who would have thought that our Great Yong would produce such a divine strategist!" The emperor feigned disbelief and great joy without much thought.

Li Zhuo spoke at the opportune moment, saying with admiration and respect, "Princess's plans are flawless, and the location you mentioned is extremely accurate. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have had to go through a lot of trouble to find the evidence. With you here, it is a blessing for the Great Yong and its people!"

The emperor and his minister flattered Zheng Xun for a long time until she couldn't hold back her embarrassment and finally asked her, "Tell me, what is your request?"

"Consort De and Consort Shu need to help Second Sister with some matters. Father, please don't bother them for the next six months."

The emperor pretended to hesitate for a moment before agreeing, and Zheng Xun, having gotten his wish, beamed with joy.

But she had no idea that the emperor was just trying to coax her.

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Morning next day.

Zheng Xun, who slept later than a dog and woke up earlier than a rooster, drifted into Fengqin Hall like a ghost.

Zheng Jin and Zheng Jiao were startled by her and nervously protected her by her side, fearing that she would fall asleep in the court.

[I'm so angry! My father made me work all night. I'm going to see what kind of gossip the emperor has up his sleeve.]

emperor:……

Didn't you stop being angry yesterday? Why are you turning on me the next day?

People's hearts are indeed restless and yearning for change!

His gaze fell lightly on the civil and military officials below, a veiled warning.

The ministers, who could hear the emperor's voice, replied: "Your Majesty, rest assured, we are all morally upright bystanders and will not go around spreading rumors."

[So that's how miserable Father's childhood was. The Imperial Observatory... How come the Imperial Observatory only produces beasts? They say Father is an ominous sign, and if he had a good life, he would bring about the destruction of the country.]

The ministers, who had been eagerly anticipating the spectacle, instantly suppressed their expressions, each keeping their eyes down and pretending to be completely oblivious.

This matter is far too sensitive; they can't afford to get involved in this mess!

[What utter nonsense! This is clearly slander. Someone just doesn't like Father Emperor, so they've come up with a blatant excuse to torment him, but that fool, the late Emperor, actually believed it.]

Therefore, when my father was young, he lived a life worse than even the lowest-ranking servants in the palace. In order to get food, he became the punching bag for those eunuchs and palace maids. Anyone who was upset could kick him. To this day, my father still has scars from his childhood.

Burns, whip marks... layer upon layer, he's a prince, yet he lives worse than a stray dog.

He was just a child then, and he had to endure so much suffering. If it weren't for Eunuch Li's unwavering support and the mutual assistance between him and his father, he probably wouldn't have been able to persevere.

[My father was not a ruler who brought about the downfall of his country. While he was alive, the Brown Kingdom only dared to make small, clandestine moves. He was clearly the pillar of stability for the Great Yong Dynasty.]

Eunuch Li clutched the whisk tightly, feeling a pang of heartache. In that instant, he seemed to have returned to those darkest days of his life.

How miserable he and the emperor must have been back then...

Countless times, they had thought about dying, but what was the point of dying? Those who had humiliated them were still alive and well, so why should they be the ones to die?

They insisted on living! They insisted on living a life worthy of being human!

Now, the victors are kings, and the losers are villains. They are the ones who have the last laugh, while most of those who bullied them have turned to dust.

The emperor has become the supreme ruler of the world. Those who could hurt him in the past are now insignificant. His only worry is that the emperor will be unhappy if his sad memories are brought up.

Later, the Empress Dowager was "merciful" and registered his father under her own name, and his life began to improve slightly.

But that old hag, the Empress Dowager, had no good intentions. She couldn't have children, yet she wanted to hold onto power, so she needed a puppet.

Look, even a woman with no blood relation can see that her father was wronged, but that fool, the late emperor, couldn't.