Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême

Chapitre 122

"What did he say?"

"She cried terribly."

"He's getting more and more timid."

Qianqing looked at him with displeasure: "You left him by Xi Lingchi's side by yourself!"

"Yes, I did it on purpose."

"Did he offend you?" Qianqing's expression was not good.

"Didn't he offend you?!" came the rhetorical question.

"The crime does not warrant death."

"I didn't let him die either."

"Sikong!"

"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!" He had just recovered from a serious illness and was already back at work, exploiting minors.

(Angel, if my webpage is accessible tonight, the next update will be between 8 PM and 10 PM. I don't know what happened yesterday, the webpage wouldn't open and I was planning to post it at 1 AM but it didn't. Sorry. If it doesn't work today, I'll update three times tomorrow. Sorry.)

[Text: Chapter Sixty-Seven]

"His Majesty has caused a drought, and a special person must be assigned to carry out the long-term plan for the later stages of the work," Sun Zhixian launched a high-level attack.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Gao Yanxing hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, I recommend the former Vice Minister of Works, Lord Zhao."

Sun Zhixian refused to listen. He glanced at the second-ranking official and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, I recommend Minister Peng, the Vice Minister of War."

Upon hearing this, Peng Erpin glanced displeasedly at Sun Erpin, probably because Sun Zhixian had tried to win him over, but Sun Erpin refused. "Your Majesty," Peng Erpin said, "my son is of low rank and lacks merit, and is not suitable for this important task."

That's blatantly disrespectful; interesting.

Qianqing, supporting Longxu, habitually looked at people without speaking.

Chou Qian didn't even bother to look at them; he didn't despise them in his heart, considering them lucky.

At this moment, a fellow whom I found extremely annoying came out, dragging his nearly buried body, and knelt to pay his respects: "Your Majesty, I agree with Lord Gao's opinion and recommend Lord Zhao, the former Vice Minister of Works. Lord Zhao is familiar with the affairs of the Ministry of Works and has his own ideas and opinions on post-drought reconstruction. He has been working diligently for our dynasty for many years and is the first choice for the Minister of Works and the officials in charge of this post-drought reconstruction."

Why do all these old guys like to ramble on? They haven't attended court for centuries, and they're here today just to support Old Gao? Being a Grand Tutor isn't easy! Even in his old age, he's still thinking about his own benefits.

I winked at Thick-skinned, and Thick-skinned looked at me blankly. I looked at him, then glanced at Qianqing.

He's shameless, yet he still looks like an idiot.

I pointed to the high-ranking official standing in the middle, then to myself, then to Qianqing, and said, "Go."

The shameless man looked at me with a sudden realization: "No way."

I looked at him unhappily and slowly rolled up my sleeve. "It still hurts."

The shameless man wiped his sweat helplessly and stepped forward with trembling hands: "Your Majesty, I recommend my son, Shen Ziyi. Since entering the court, Ziyi has been diligent and hardworking. He often talks with his ministers late into the night about his political insights. I dare to recommend my son and hope Your Majesty will consider it."

After the shameless man finished speaking, the courtiers sighed in dismay.

He smiled shyly at everyone, his thick skin betraying his embarrassment.

Sun Erpin murdered him with his eyes. Sun Erpin was his direct superior. He had the thick skin and smiled at him with the most innocent and cute smile, but Sun Erpin killed him with sincerity and cruelty.

Peng Erpin stood aside, minding his own business and not getting involved in outsiders' schemes.

The old man looked at me with utter disgust.

I struck a cool pose for him, then humbly stepped forward and knelt respectfully: "Your Majesty, how dare my meager achievements compare to those of Lord Zhao and Lord Peng? It was Minister Shen who flattered me, wanting to give me a chance, but I merely recovered a paltry ten thousand taels of gold for the national treasury; how could I dare to claim credit?" I was probably the only one among the officials who offered money; everyone else was after money. What do you have to compare with me? Pshaw!

Wu Yongkang immediately stepped forward and said, "Your humble servant supports Minister Shen in taking over the post-drought reconstruction."

Well done! The Wu Hui family has good judgment.

Zi Mo took a step forward and then stepped back. He stared at Chou Qian, who shook his head. Zi Mo simply stood still, unmoved.

Oh dear! One less supporter! Six members of the Royalist Party have come forward to support me.

Lord Sun immediately changed his tune, saying, "Your Majesty, such an important matter should not be taken lightly; it should be carefully considered."

"We believe that what Lord Sun said is reasonable," said Peng, a second-rank official, and Gao, a second-rank official, in unison.

I was so happy to kick them to the ground.

The Grand Tutor, relying on his seniority, stepped forward and gave me a disdainful look: "Your Majesty, Minister Shen has indeed achieved some political accomplishments since entering the court."

There are many, but the old man can't do math.

"But Vice Minister Shen's words and deeds are hard to convince the ministers. Post-drought reconstruction is a major undertaking that is crucial to the foundation of our Eastern Qing Dynasty. How can we entrust it to an ignorant and dissolute person?"

Who are you talking about? "Your Majesty, I shouldn't argue with an elder, but the old man's personal attacks on the younger generation have forced us, the juniors, to speak up. I consider myself loyal to the Emperor and patriotic, and I have always been devoted to governing and caring for the people. From a young age, I vowed to shed my blood for the Eastern Qing. When the Eastern Qing was in peril, I fought bravely and volunteered for the campaign." Finally, "I have also shared Your Majesty's burdens. Although I have not achieved great things, I have had some small accomplishments. If you don't believe me, ask Minister Shen, Steward Shen, and Lord Wu." Half of them are relatives—what a mistake!

The shameless man nodded foolishly: "Yes, yes, Your Majesty. When Ziyi was young, he sang 'The Great Motherland.' When he grew up, he learned the way of serving the emperor. Now he practices the etiquette between the emperor and his subject. Such a good official is hard to find in Dongqing!"

"Exactly, exactly." The assembled officials were all ashamed, and Zi Mo had already disappeared into the crowd and wouldn't come out.

Wu Yongkang stood by me and raised his flag in support.

Qianqing changed her posture, clearly enjoying herself.

When Chou Qian looked at Hou Lianpi, Hou Lianpi immediately lowered his head to the ground.