Chapter 278: Chapter 278

Seeking fame with ulterior motives and plotting rebellion!

When saying this, the person subconsciously ignored that the locust disaster had erupted suddenly, and messages from various regions simply couldn't be transmitted back to the capital in time. How could there have been any advance warning...

Even the earlier medicines weren't certain matters.

Previously, Princess Fukang hadn't failed to mention them, but such medicines were unheard of. If issued under the court's name, if problems occurred, who would bear the responsibility amidst public outrage?

All these factors precisely created Princess Fukang's current rising fame.

Zhao Zhen clearly knew all this too, which was why he now looked at the person below with rare annoyance in his eyes:

"Minister Ji, some words are not for you to say..."

"Your... Your Majesty..."

"Fukang, father knows you have ambitions, but some matters aren't accomplished overnight. You must not act recklessly. Currently in the court..."

"Father, rest assured, your daughter knows her limits."

Despite saying this, at the next day's court assembly, An Ning not only failed to restrain herself but instead became even more aggressive. Not only were more than half of the officials in the Ministry of Revenue she oversaw sidelined and rendered idle, but she now even seemed poised to turn her attention to the entire court.

During the morning assembly, the issue of redundant officials alone was brought up several times.

Well, now everyone could see it.

Despite saying this, at the next day's court assembly, An Ning not only failed to restrain herself but instead became even more aggressive. Not only were more than half of the officials in the Ministry of Revenue she oversaw sidelined and marginalized, but she now even seemed poised to turn her attention to the entire court.

Nothing else—after sidelining and idling nearly half the officials, everyone was surprised to discover that the entire Ministry of Revenue wasn't affected in the slightest. Under her management, efficiency had actually increased several times over.

It must be said that compared to the previous lords, this one was truly much more forceful in both methods and tactics. The feasibility of her established policies was visibly excellent...

This one gave the distinct impression of wanting to restart the new policies. Most importantly, unlike the previous verbal operations by Lord Fan and others, what was happening in the Ministry of Revenue now could to some extent be considered fully implemented.

"Several lords, you've seen it too, haven't you? With this kind of approach from her, and she's only participating in governance now. If it comes later..."

"I'm afraid even the land system will have to be reformed..."

"I've heard that on her various estates, there aren't just various crops—even the children of lowly tenant farmers can receive education, plus all those major workshops..."

"This is digging at the very foundation of us scholars..."

"Indeed, several lords. If she's this forceful now, just imagine what state the Great Song Dynasty would be in if she actually succeeds to the throne later!"

Exchanging glances, everyone's eyes unconsciously revealed some darkness.

She simply watched the still composed person opposite.

Across from her, Han Qi's gaze unconsciously carried some complexity:

"Your Highness's strategy is truly...

First decisively driving the opponent into a corner, then cutting them down just as they desperately counterattack... But Your Highness..."

Pausing briefly, the person opposite finally looked up:

"Your Highness, human hearts ultimately differ from chess games. Is Your Highness truly this confident, believing you can certainly control the situation..."

Otherwise, if one move goes wrong...

Watching this person's retreating back, An Ning chuckled inwardly before picking up her long scroll again.

Taking things slowly leads to perfection—perhaps that's true.

But unfortunately, she wasn't a patient person...

That night, watching the continuously flickering torchlights outside the palace gates, An Ning's long sword had already been drawn at some unknown point, appearing increasingly eerily cold in the silent darkness...