The princess was ordained by Heaven.

“Your medical skills are excellent, but a person’s lifespan is at most a hundred years, and what they can do is ultimately limited. Why not take on a few apprentices and pass on your medical skills and philosophy? Then you will be able to save millions of people.”

The emperor walked up to Doctor Yuan, took his hand, and said earnestly, "Doctor Yuan, the Benevolent Physician Decree will allow you to withdraw a sum of money from banks in various places every month. Do whatever you want. I and the Great Yong will always stand behind you."

"I hope you will never forget your original aspirations."

With a "boom," fireworks exploded in Dr. Yuan's heart.

Unconsciously, his eyes were wet.

"emperor!"

In his excitement, he was speechless for a moment, stroking his beard and fidgeting with the hem of his clothes, seemingly preoccupied with something.

Finally, he knelt heavily on the ground and kowtowed deeply to the emperor.

Although he couldn't find the words to express himself, he held an unwavering belief in his heart: having an emperor was a blessing for the Great Yong Dynasty and its people.

After Doctor Yuan left, Jianyang wiped away tears of emotion from the corners of his eyes and asked in confusion, "Why would Your Majesty..."

"I just think Yuan Jia is right. Besides, if he didn't offer some benefits, he wouldn't be so dedicated to your recovery, would he?"

Jianyang muttered to himself, "Stubborn."

The token was clearly prepared long ago; it's likely that he had already planned what happened at the plum garden that day.

However, she was too lazy to expose her brother's inexplicable little quirk.

"Alright, if you really have nothing to do, come and help me. Your personal guards shouldn't be idle either. We'll have to fight the Brown Kingdom sooner or later. If you don't use your good swords, they'll just rust."

"Is Your Majesty preparing to make a move?"

The emperor calmly said, "It has dragged on long enough."

With these words, not only the capital, but the entire Dayong Dynasty would descend into chaos.

Now things are really messed up. On one side are civil officials frantically confessing and accusing each other, and on the other side are military generals who have committed serious mistakes and are being purged. The entire court is in chaos, and even those who are trying to protect themselves are not immune to the danger.

For a time, the entire court was in a state of unbearable suffering, or rather, they dared not speak out about their suffering.

At times like these, the Duke of Zhuguo, who had quietly gone mad, became quite inconspicuous.

The ministers in the court and local government only thought he had gone mad from the shock of his grandson's death, and few even took the time to express their condolences.

The ministers complained bitterly, but the emperor was very satisfied with the atmosphere. He thought that being busy was a good thing, because it just showed that the Yong Dynasty was thriving.

The turmoil lasted for more than a month before it gradually subsided. Most of the corrupt officials in the court were eliminated, and the atmosphere of the entire court was completely renewed.

……

As everything drew to a close, the Autumn Festival finally arrived.

On the day of the Beginning of Autumn, the colors of summer fade away, and a cool breeze arrives overnight.

The Taiping Garden, where the royal family held banquets, was bustling with activity.

Zheng Xun, along with Zhi Chun and Zhi Cheng, mingled among a group of women, watching their busy older sisters and happily munching on snacks.

[This time, the pastries were made by my second sister based on an ancient recipe, and they tasted absolutely delicious. My skillful second sister is truly amazing; she excels at everything she does.]

The lady, hearing her innermost thoughts for the first time, asked: What's that noise?

Zheng Jiao and Zheng Jin, who were still some distance away from Zheng Xun, exchanged a helpless glance and had to first comfort the frightened person.

Having been stared at like they were idiots countless times, the two sisters have gone from feeling embarrassed to getting used to it.

Putting everything else aside, spending a lot of time with Zheng Xun will definitely make one's inner strength incredibly strong; remaining calm even when Mount Tai collapses before you is nothing special.

[She's proficient in so many things, so why hasn't she ever thought of learning martial arts? All her fears stem from a lack of firepower. If she could fight, who could bully her? Even her future husband—if he dares to raise a fist at her, she could kick him in the balls.]

It seemed to make a lot of sense. Many people fell into deep thought after hearing Zheng Xun's words.

Zheng Jin: Okay, okay, stop reading.

Every time you praise her, you have to mention a certain man, and she'll feel unlucky about it, okay?

"Snapped!"

Just as things had finally quieted down, a crisp, loud slap rang in everyone's ears.

Immediately following was the piercing cry of a woman.

"Ah! What are you doing? Kang'er, my Kang'er!"

It was a commotion coming from Zheng Xun's side!

Zheng Jiao and Zheng Jin's expressions changed drastically. They hurriedly made their way through the crowd to Zheng Xun's side.

"Princess Consort, what's going on here?" Zheng Jiao's face darkened as he looked at the woman who was holding a boy and crying miserably.

You can tell how impatient she is just by using the word "again".

Zheng Jin whispered to Zheng Xun about the woman's identity: "This is Lady Zhao, the heir apparent of the Duke of Dingguo's mansion. Her son, Ding Kang, is the heir apparent of the Duke of Dingguo's mansion and his only male heir. The Duke of Dingguo is old and sickly, and basically spends his days lying in bed. The heir apparent of the Duke of Dingguo lost his life last year while saving his elder brother, the Crown Prince. This man is usually arrogant, and because of this, he's even more cocky now."

Zheng Xun shook her slightly numb hands: "Thank you for clearing up my doubts, Second Sister."

No wonder they weathered this storm unscathed; it turns out the Duke of Dingguo's mansion had no one to rely on.

It's really strange, though. Those nobles who act arrogantly and domineeringly, relying on their titles to run rampant, don't seem to have many descendants.

Thinking of this, Zheng Xun had a sudden thought and quickly dismissed it.

"What? What happened? Is the eldest princess questioning me?" Madam Zhao's eyebrows furrowed, tears streaming down her face as she turned her son's face towards her, pointing at Zheng Xun with her other finger. "Look at Kang'er, look what she's done to him!"

Zheng Jiao was startled by the injuries on Ding Kang's face when she saw them.

Ding Kang looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a somewhat dazed look in his eyes. His left cheek was bruised and swollen to the height of the back of his hand. He had a pouty mouth and seemed not to have figured out what was going on. He looked really pitiful.

However, Zheng Xun wasn't the type to act without reason, so she simply looked at Zheng Xun and asked softly, "Yuan Jia?"

Although Zhao was shrewish, she wasn't entirely brainless. In the past, if she had heard the name "Yuanjia," she would have calmed down, but now, she was blinded by rage.

"Kang'er's face is already like this, is there any need to ask?"

“I hit her,” Zheng Xun glanced at her casually and raised his hand. “If you interrupt again, I’ll hit you too.”

Zhao was so frightened that she retreated repeatedly.

Zhicheng: "Your Highness, you can't do this."

Zhao: "Yes, you can't do that."

Zheng Xun: "Hmm?"

Zhicheng kicked Zhao Shi and Ding Kang away: "Princess, with your servant here, why would you need to lift a finger?"

Although Zhichun was not skilled in martial arts, she still managed to kick Ding Kang, who was shouting loudly.

Zheng Xun couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips: "You guys are so thoughtful."

"Yuanjia".

A deep, authoritative male voice came from behind him. Zheng Xun turned his head and saw that everyone around him was kneeling on the ground.

It turned out to be the Emperor and Empress.

Zhao's angry mind calmed down and she quickly covered her son's sobbing mouth and pulled him to kneel down.

The emperor didn't look at them, but instead reached out and pulled Zheng Xun to his side: "I will stand up for you."

other people:……

It seems that it's not your princess who needs to make the decisions.