The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife-Chapter 2372 - 23074: As Long as He Can Crawl, Send Him to the Palace Immediately

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Chapter 2372: Chapter 23074: As Long as He Can Crawl, Send Him to the Palace Immediately

"What’s this got to do with whether I’m in court or not?"

"Of course, it matters!" Lele said, "Your relationship with the Emperor is not ordinary. If you’re here, he’ll view me more favorably. You stay here a little longer; it gives me time to test the Emperor’s attitude. If the Grand Emperor’s influence is significant, then I’ll have to be a coward for the rest of my life, occupying an insignificant position without fighting for more. If the influence is minor, then I’ll make an effort to climb to a better position, which will help Yangyang more as well."

Ye Zi’an snorted coldly, "Even if I’m not here, you can still find out what you want."

Lele rubbed his nose and said no more.

Ye Zi’an added, "I’m leaving to make room for you; just for that, the Emperor will bring you into court. Initially, he won’t place you in an insignificant position, but who knows what will happen in the future."

Yang Chuxia listened and became puzzled, "Shouldn’t those with titles automatically have a position in court? Why is this arrangement so troublesome?" She had wanted to ask this for a while.

"Mother, that’s how it should be, but the Emperor changed the policy a few years ago. Those with titles wishing to join the court must submit a memorial for the Emperor to arrange."

"Why does it have to be this way?"

"There are many people with titles! To prevent any unforeseen circumstances, the imperial family usually assigns them idle positions. Once assigned, they receive a salary, which means they get both their title salary and their position salary."

"Getting paid twice without working; surely the Emperor doesn’t like this. That’s why he decreed that anyone not granted titles in the current dynasty must be arranged by him, and not everyone can be assigned. I was granted my title in the previous dynasty, which makes it complicated. State Duke Tong is an exception; his title was granted in this dynasty, and he holds a significant position due to his merit."

"Oh, that’s why your father had to make all these arrangements."

The Ye family wrapped up their evening conversation and went to sleep.

Soon, it was another day, and Ye Zi’an, with nothing to do, practiced martial arts with Luo Hongjun, while ominous clouds gathered over the court. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Initially, Baili Yan intended to pretend he hadn’t seen Ye Zi’an’s memorial, and he even planned to praise Ye Zi’an at today’s morning assembly.

Indeed, he had seen the memorial and knew it was written by Ye Zi’an, feeling that this cousin was truly talented.

But who would have guessed that upon arriving, he found Ye Zi’an’s seat empty?

"Why hasn’t Ye Zi’an come to court?"

"Reporting to the Emperor, Lord Ye is ill!"

Baili Yan snorted coldly; he was sure Ye Zi’an was pretending.

Before dismissing court, he left a statement, "As long as he can still crawl, have him enter the palace immediately, or I’ll raid his Prince An’s Mansion."

Ye Zi’an is truly troublesome, refusing to live in his Marquis Mansion, making it impossible for me to raid Marquis Changning’s Mansion.

The ministers broke into a cold sweat at his words, wondering what on earth the Marquis Changning had done to provoke the Emperor. Yesterday was a life-and-death matter, and today it’s a raid?

Ye Zi’an naturally received the imperial edict and headed to the palace.

To his surprise, upon reaching the palace gates, the ministers hadn’t dispersed, apparently waiting for him.

Indeed, they waited, eager to know what had happened.

Unwilling to waste words with them, he instructed the carriage to move directly into the palace.

"Weren’t you supposed to be ill?" Upon entering the Imperial Study, Baili Yan asked with a fake smile.

"I am indeed ill... cough cough..." Ye Zi’an clenched his hand into a fist and pressed it against his lips, deliberately holding his breath until his face turned red.

Baili Yan grimaced, casually tossing the memorial from the imperial desk in front of him.

"I’ll pretend I didn’t see it."