Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife

Chapter 630: Rong Zhuo, Demanding Justice!

Qian represents Yang, Kun represents Yin.

Qian represents males, Kun represents females.

The palace where the Emperor of Dazhou resides is called Qianlong Palace, while in Daliang, the Emperor’s palace is called Qianyang Palace.

At this moment, in the Qianyang Palace of Daliang, a noblewoman was kneeling in front of the young Emperor Rong Zhuo, weeping.

"Your Majesty, the faction of the Princess is too arrogant, and this Eldest Young Master Rong Mu, who appeared out of nowhere, is wantonly killing people in the palace. Is he not considering Your Majesty at all?"

"I know."

The young Emperor Rong Zhuo said indifferently.

"Your Majesty?"

The noblewoman, seeing no reaction from Rong Zhuo, cried out in distress.

Rong Zhuo turned his head and said to her, "Aunt, it’s not that I don’t want to stand up for you, but we have no justification. After all, Zi Yuan was the one who first offended the Eldest Young Master. As a palace maid, she did not adhere to the rules of hierarchy and was rightfully punished."

"Your Majesty, I have no objection to the punishment by the Eldest Young Master, but how can he so readily take lives?"

The noblewoman spoke, choking with sobs, "Your Majesty, I only have this one niece. She died unjustly. I... am unwilling!"

Rong Zhuo watched her wailing, only sitting there woodenly.

This aunt was his wet nurse and had been with him since he could remember, treating him as her own child, and he regarded her as his family.

But now, his family wanted him to seek justice on her behalf, and he couldn’t do it.

Is he truly an Emperor? No, he is more like a puppet.

He truly doesn’t want to live a puppet-like life for another day!

To be an Emperor is either to hold supreme power or to be nothing at all!

He is only ten years old but already more mature than ordinary people.

"Aunt, please stand up! truly can’t help you! I’m sorry."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, your words truly humble this servant. This servant was wrong, I shouldn’t have pressed you, I will withdraw now."

The aunt kowtowed desperately, then slowly withdrew.

Throughout, Rong Zhuo had nothing more to say.

After the aunt left, a man dressed in black appeared beside Rong Zhuo. This person was called Yingzi, the most loyal guard left to him by the former Emperor, always protecting his safety, and this person was also quite learned, able to assist Rong Zhuo with strategies.

When Yingzi appeared, he knelt on one knee and said, "Your Majesty, I have something to say, but I do not know if I should speak."

Rong Zhuo directed his gaze at him and said indifferently, "Since you’ve asked, you obviously have something to say, so go ahead!"

"Your Majesty, we don’t have many people on our side, making it very difficult to contend against the Princess’s faction. If you don’t make an appearance and set an example, it will undoubtedly lead to our people losing their unity and loyalty, making it even harder for you to truly command authority."

"I know this!"

Rong Zhuo said in a deep voice, the seemingly young boy showing an unusual composure and calm.

Of course, this calmness is only shown to his own people.

"We know nothing about the origins or background of the Eldest Young Master, nor his nature or weaknesses. Acting rashly will only increase our losses."

Rong Zhuo looked at him and said seriously, "I didn’t make any statements earlier because there were a few women behind Aunt. Whether they are loyal to me or not, I do not know, so I can’t speak lightly."

"Your Majesty is wise!"

Rong Zhuo ignored his compliment and continued, "Dealing with the Princess’s faction from the outside is too difficult!

Because their interests are too large and intertwined like the roots of a giant tree entrenched underground, pulling one part moves the whole structure.

But if the outside approach doesn’t work, why don’t we start from the inside?"

As Rong Zhuo said this, he suddenly stood up and paced with his hands behind his back, saying, "The changes of great forces in the world, after lengthy unity, will divide; after lengthy division, will unify. This seems to speak of the world, but isn’t it also speaking of a state?"

At this moment, Rong Zhuo abandoned his earlier wooden demeanor and became incredibly confident, truly exuding an aura of swallowing the world.

"When a country reaches peak prosperity, due to uneven distribution of interests, many internal conflicts will emerge. These conflicts may seem insignificant at ordinary times, but once slightly stirred, they can create cracks in the giant structure that lead to gradual destruction!"

Yingzi was astonished. Could his Emperor really say such things?

The foresight of the former Emperor was indeed unique!

"Therefore, in order to deal with the Princess’s faction, we must find a starting point! Once we find this starting point, everything will become clear!"

"However, this starting point is very difficult to find. Their interests are too vast, making them solid as a rock, hard to shake."

"No, in this world, there is only the difference in skill, no situation where a corner cannot be pried!"

Rong Zhuo said, narrowing his eyes slightly, "I am waiting for the right opportunity! Once the timing is right, everything will be easily resolved!"

After the initial shock, Yingzi gradually resumed thinking. After careful consideration, he said, "Your Majesty, is this starting point you speak of possibly the Eldest Prince, Rong Mu?"

"Yes, but this is merely my conjecture, so I need to know his background! Who exactly is he? The Princess says he is her son; is this true or false? Yingzi, immediately urge those people to quickly gather information on Rong Mu and bring it to me!"

"Yes, I will do so at once, but Your Majesty, what shall we do now?"

"Go to Changming Palace!"

Rong Zhuo stood up and said in a deep voice.

Changming Palace is where Li Qingmu currently resides, and it is one of the most elegant and luxurious palaces in the entire Imperial Palace, aside from the Emperor’s Qianyang Palace, the Empress’s Kunyue Palace, and the Princess’s Fengming Palace.

"Your Majesty, are you going now?"

"Naturally, didn’t you say earlier that I must perform even superficially to prevent disillusionment among the people below?

If I had made a statement earlier when Aunt was here, it would make the Princess think I am too opinionated, which is disadvantageous to me. But going now eliminates this concern because she will only think I am indecisive!"

After speaking, without paying any more heed to Yingzi’s admiring gaze, Rong Zhuo left calmly.

...

Changming Palace.

This palace is named because its dome is inlaid with a natural Luminous Pearl the size of an adult’s head, emitting a soft glow in the darkness.

This Luminous Pearl is extremely precious, rare in the world, and was a tribute from a small country in the south, causing a sensation across the court at the time.

Those who can reside in Changming Palace are exceptionally noble.

Li Qingmu lay languidly half-reclined on a soft golden-embroidered couch, propping his head up with one hand while holding a volume of books in the other hand, reading.

He had just bathed, using the finest fragrant soup, leaving a faint refreshing scent on his body.

His dark hair was still dewy, draped casually over his shoulders, with strands falling down his temples, tracing across his exposed and perfectly defined chest.

He yawned lazily, set down the book, and lightly tapped the bedframe with his fingers.

If he calculated the time, the young Emperor should be coming to "demand an explanation," right?