Wen Ranran had doubts in her heart, but she didn't say anything out loud.
"Fifth brother, what you said is wrong. Wei Zheng risked his life to speak out and remonstrated, and started the rule of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. My father was a wise king, magnanimous, and taught us benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom, and loyalty to the country from an early age. This is not the power of a king.
But Tian’en!”
Xia Lishuang's expression remained unchanged, but her words showed her attitude.
For a time, the DPRK was quickly divided into two factions.
One group is the Yushitai Yanguan headed by Xia Lishuang and Han Chun, and the other group is the Liubu and others headed by Wen Changjin and Xia Lishuang.
However, the previous Minister of Rites, Li Yuan, has been imprisoned, and now the post of Minister of Rites is temporarily vacant.
And Jiang Yan, the household department, has always been a neutral faction, claiming that such matters are not under the jurisdiction of his household department.
The atmosphere suddenly fell into a stalemate.
The emperor suddenly had a headache.
Of course he knew that Han Chun had done something dishonest, but he couldn't really punish Han Chun severely.
Han Chun's prestige among the officials, if he investigates today, then the entire Yushitai will follow suit in the future, and the court will be in chaos...
But Cheng Fenglou, he really wanted to protect it.
It's really not easy to hold a bowl of water flat.
The emperor sighed and suddenly looked at the ministers.
Among the ministers, a petite voice was hidden in the official robes, making it hard to see clearly.
The emperor suddenly smiled.
"What did Wen Shangyi say?"
Wen Ranran was originally focused on fishing, but was suddenly called on, and was a little confused for a moment.
She raised her head, looked at the palace with a pair of clever fox eyes, and finally smiled.
Among the six departments, the Ministry of Industry and the Civil Service Department are responsible for construction, and the other is responsible for the deployment of officials in the DPRK and the Central Government. They have rarely been involved in these gossiping matters.
The emperor didn't want the wealthy family to be too proud, but he knew he couldn't offend the other party.
Wen Ranran tilted her head and thought for a while, with a hint of agility between her brows.
"Weichen thinks... this is not a big deal at all!"
"puff--"
Xia Lishuang, who was standing in the front row, couldn't hold it back and choked on her throat.
In the court hall, the important ministers also whispered.
"Humph, it is indeed a woman!"
"I just said, wouldn't she be petrified if a woman encountered such a thing?"
"It's so funny! Isn't this embarrassing?"
The emperor looked at Wen Ranran with interest, "How do you say that?"
Wen Ranran thought for a while, her smiling eyes were like peach blossoms in spring water.
"Actually... all girls in this world yearn for a warm and reliable support. Wei Chen has no right to judge what Miss Han did before, but Wei Chen feels that from a woman's point of view, she can have a happy life
A happy marriage, isn’t this a big deal?”
"It's just that...everything must be about fate. The falling flowers are intentional and the flowing water is ruthless. Mr. Cheng has his ambitions in all directions and does not want to be dragged down by the affairs of his children. In the final analysis, it is because the two of them do not love each other."
Wen Ranran's voice was soft and light. At this moment, it didn't have the rigor of her words in the Tai Chi Hall that day, but it had a bit more of the softness of a little daughter.
"However... Mr. Cheng has refused His Majesty's marriage proposal several times, which is indeed too much!" Wen Ranran thought about it seriously, "But in this matter, it is my daughter's family who will suffer in the end. As for Mr. Han, he also loves his daughter very much."
Everyone was stunned. Even Han Chun did not expect that Wen Ranran actually... did not move towards Xia Lishuang.
"So, the fine money can just be used to compensate the Han family. Do you think this is okay?"
The whole audience was shocked, and some of the scholar-bureaucrats had disdainful smiles on their faces.
Wen Ranran pretended not to notice, and still looked at the emperor with a smile.
The emperor looked at Wen Ranran with a rare hint of appreciation between his brows.
"Hahahahahahahahaha well said!"
The emperor laughed and stroked his beard.
A group of ministers who had been disdainful just now suddenly choked up when they heard this.
"Cheng Fenglou, what do you think of Wen Shangyi's decision?" The emperor looked at Cheng Fenglou.
Wen Ranran felt nervous. If Cheng Fenglou, a stubborn bastard, said no now for the sake of his own face, she would definitely let Wen Yuwan beat him up when she went back!