Lonely non-good minister

Song Yuan shook his head: "It's too early. The emperor put so much effort into winning me over to the Duke's Mansion and made my marriage so public. How could he keep a low profile during the National Filial Piety period? It must be done after the National Filial Piety is over. Moreover, as far as I know, Mu Guogong doesn't have many granddaughters to marry. They are still young and have unstable tempers. Their family would not dare to choose one and send it to the palace's back house at this time."

"makes sense."

Song Yuan sat down: "Over the past year, Mr. Huo has handled many cases and dealt with many people. According to Mr. Huo, is there still a threat to the East Palace?"

"Of course there are. The crown prince has been in the reserve position for many years, and the relationship between the government and the public is intricate. He is the oldest among the princes. After the empress Zhenjing proclaimed him, he also has the status of the son of the eldest son. The eldest son of the eldest son is blessed with the triple status of the crown prince. There are many officials and dignitaries dominated by him. Even though he has been found out for many crimes in the past two years, it is not enough to overthrow him. It can be said that the crown prince is standing on the high platform. Now this high platform has been removed. Many bricks and tiles have been removed, but compared with King Zhongshan, he still has an advantage. .”

Song Yuan sighed: "After all, he is a prince who is over half a century old. It's not surprising what the people's hearts want. As for my father, sometimes I think why he is fighting with the prince? He is too narrow-minded, thinking that he can be promoted to a high position by winning people's hearts. Talent selection is better than lacking. It seems that there are many gangsters, but in fact it is a bunch of wimps. Dear father, I have one interest with you, I really don't want to talk nonsense."

Huo Ying laughed without saying a word. He was not optimistic about the King of Zhongshan. Before the appearance of Song Yan, he did not think that Zhongshan King could surpass the prince. Although the prince did a lot of accounts, he did at least. Unlike the Zhongshan King, he blindly leaned on the status of people's hearts. Except for guarding the border, there was no other political achievements. Things, just pushing alone in the military. In the case of many years of war, his reputation is far worse than the prince.

Now, this point has been made up by Song Yuan on his own. If he were to be the crown prince, he would wish to promote his son to a high position, so that everyone would know that he raised a good boy, instead of being like Zhongshan King, who became angry because Song Yuan was out of his control, completely ignored his merits, and only cared about his little bit of dignity as a father.

After Huo Ying left, Song Yuan carefully read what she had written several times, and when it was getting late, she received a message from the palace, ordering her to go to the palace tomorrow morning.

This is to formally appoint her.

Song Yuan went to bed very early on purpose, but she tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, but she never felt sleepy. She closed her eyes and carefully recalled the memories that hadn't been turned over for a long time.

Now is a new year. In the original history, after King Zhongshan died of illness, Emperor Taikang fell ill due to the loss of his beloved son. He passed away a few months later.

Within two years, the crown prince passed away and Song Zheng ascended the throne. He raised his butcher's knife against Song Chun and others. After being dissuaded by all the officials, they did not kill them all.

There were too many slaughters, Song Zheng failed to live as long as Emperor Taikang, and died in his prime. His son Dezong also suffered retribution, and he had no ability to extend his heirs at all.

These planned histories flashed through Song Yuan's mind. Liang He, who had always been regarded as a confidant, was now just a clown in her memory. King Zhongshan was not dead, and Emperor Taikang was alive and well. These were all different from the original history, but Song Yuan was not at ease.

She didn't understand why the crown prince had done so many wrong things and was found out so unbearably, why his position was still stable. The eldest son of the eldest son, this status seemed to be a life-saving talisman. As long as he didn't commit any serious crimes, someone would defend him wholeheartedly.

She believed that if the crown prince ascended the throne, all the historical trends would return, the palace would be wiped out, she and her mother would not die well, and Song Zheng, who was a ruthless master, thought of his coveting the little Shen family, and Song Yuan felt disgusted. Although Song Zheng was given a lesson at the time, but he would not die, Song Yuan always had concerns and worries.

Thinking about these things over and over again, Song Yuan became less and less sleepy. She was fascinated by the huge benefits brought by cotton, and she was also fascinated when Mu Wantang proposed the management rights of the four places, but she dared not.
She had to pick it up, and she had thought about the consequences after it was done, but still the same sentence, how could she give up the benefits at her fingertips just to make King Zhongshan happy?
Song Yuan asked himself several times whether he would regret it, whether he could bear the result of Zhongshan Wang Qiuhou's settlement, and the answer was always yes.

She is no longer satisfied with providing protection for herself and Xiao Shen, her ambition is no longer to be a magistrate safely, she even has the urge to compete with her brothers, even though there is still a big gap between them, she thinks she can do it.

After getting the right to manage the four places, as long as she does a good job, she will be able to touch the side of the Northwest Power. That is a big power, who would not be tempted?

The more Song Yuan thought about it, the more excited she became, and her drowsiness was completely gone. She waited soberly. As soon as she heard Wei Yan's footsteps, she immediately got up, dressed and washed, ate something to fill her stomach, and went out to board the car.

The sky was not yet bright, and the carriages driving on the road were all rushing to the court. The lanterns hanging in front of the carriages shook slightly, and the whole street was filled with the sound of wheels rolling over.

Song Yuan came out when the carriage stopped in the open space in front of the palace gate. She didn't care about the cold wind blowing. She stood in front of the carriage and greeted the ministers around politely. No matter how excited her heart was, her face was calm and calm.

She couldn't show it too clearly until the power was in her hands.

Finally, when the time came, when the palace door opened, she entered the palace among the crowd, and when she came to the main hall, there was already a servant waiting for her, who led her to sit beside Song Shi.

Song Zheng squinted at her, and muttered in a low voice, "Can you go to court without an official or job?"