Quick Transmigration: Reversing the Life of a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

The eldest prince secretly sent a letter to Zhaoqing Palace.

Lan Wan'er laughed and scolded, "These lads are quick on their feet."

After saying that, he stood up, straightened his clothes, and said, "Let's go and take a look at the Hall of Establishing Government."

When she arrived, the Emperor was disciplining a group of children. A fight between a bunch of teenagers was bound to have a chain reaction, eventually turning into a huge brawl. The Prince Duan's grandson suffered the most; he had a sharp tongue and had offended almost all the children in the school. Those who helped him were his relatives by blood.

"Your Highness, you've arrived. Look at these lads; they've only been here a few days and they're already fighting."

Lan Wan'er slowly bowed and greeted them, then glanced at the group of children kneeling below, and asked, "Zhiming, are you badly injured?"

"Your Highness, the injuries are not serious, not serious at all."

"Oh, then it's alright. Go back and have your second aunt find you a doctor to take a look. Apply the medicine if necessary, so you don't miss tomorrow's classes," Lan Wan'er said casually.

A young man who looked defiant glanced at her sideways.

"Oh, those torn clothes and bruised face, what a waste of such good looks. It's a pity you're such a sore loser in a fight," Lan Wan'er mocked.

Xuan Chengyan covered his mouth with his fist above him, with a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth.

"Nonsense, would I be someone who can't accept defeat?"

"You even bear a resemblance to His Majesty. Oh, you wouldn't happen to be Xuan Qifeng from the Prince Duan's residence, would you?"

"I will not change my name or surname."

"Hahaha, so it's that gossipy young master. No wonder you got beaten up." Lan Wan'er's sarcasm was palpable.

"Who's the one who talks nonsense? Who's the one who talks nonsense!"

Lan Wan'er turned around: "Your Majesty, it's just a few children fighting. They've already been scolded, and they can be punished by copying a few more books. It's not a big deal."

"Ahem, the Imperial Concubine is right. Go back and copy the Book of Rites. Liang Yongfu, get some medicine for bruises and sprains for them."

Liang Yongfu responded and left.

After sending the group of fighting children away, Xuan Chengyan pulled her to his side: "I didn't expect that some of the Lan family kids would be so bold."

Lan Wan'er shook her head: "No, I was the one who was bold, and I instigated the fight."

"What? You instigated it?" Xuan Chengyan asked in surprise.

"Yes, it's been more than just a day or two since the young master of the Duan family started mocking children who aren't from the royal family. The other children don't dare to say anything because of his status. Before entering school, the Lan family members were taught by their families not to cause trouble, so they endured it at first."

"So you taught them how to fight?"

"Your Majesty, what good is it for a boy to lack courage and vigor? Especially our Lan family, how can timid and submissive boys expand our territory for our dynasty? If the border troops are not fierce, the border will not be stable."

Xuan Chengyan looked at her with a completely new perspective. He was an ambitious monarch, and he didn't feel offended by such words; instead, he felt a surge of excitement.

"Wan'er, Wan'er, you're right, you're right, hahahaha."

The late emperor valued civil affairs over military matters. When he was the crown prince, he always disagreed with this policy, but he couldn't persuade his father. Now that he has ascended the throne, this policy naturally needs to be changed.

"I've heard that the second young mistress of the Duan Prince's mansion is a difficult character. She dotes on her youngest son. I'm not afraid if she comes looking for me, but my second uncle and aunt are honest people. I'm afraid they won't be able to handle her."

"Don't worry, Prince Duan is quick-witted. I had Liang Yongfu get them some traditional Chinese medicine for injuries from the Imperial Hospital. He'll understand what's going on," Xuan Chengyan said with an inscrutable expression.

According to seniority, Prince Duan was his uncle, but not the late emperor's brother; they were cousins, so they weren't particularly close blood relatives.

The arrogance and domineering behavior of the imperial relatives during the late emperor's reign, the overstaffing of civil officials, and the extravagant lifestyle were all key targets of his rectification efforts.

With the mourning period over, a bloody storm is about to break out in the imperial court.

However, it is clear that many people have not fully realized that the person on the dragon throne has changed, from a gentle emperor to an iron-fisted one.

When the second young mistress of the Duan Prince's Mansion saw her son return with injuries on his face, she summoned the servant beside her son and gave him a lecture. Without saying goodbye to any of the men in the family, she went straight to the Lan family.

He scolded Lan Wan'er's second uncle and aunt, and even smashed a tea set.

When Prince Duan returned from his trip and found out, he immediately sensed something was wrong. The next morning, he took his son and daughter-in-law to the palace to beg for forgiveness.

Zhaoqing Palace

Anfu, panting heavily, reported, "His Majesty did not see them; the Second Young Mistress has gone to the inner palace."

"The Emperor didn't see me? Then I won't see him either. Tell him I fell ill from anger after receiving news from outside the palace. Anlu will go to the school to find Yunhan later and tell him that the tea set served to guests at the mansion yesterday was a gift from the Emperor." Lan Wan'er said calmly as she practiced her calligraphy.

The second young mistress of the Duan Prince's Mansion sat in the main hall of Zhaoqing for a quarter of an hour before leaving in a huff. Upon seeing her husband, she complained bitterly.

"She's just a woman in the harem, yet she doesn't even respect her own relatives. The Lan family is far too arrogant. You should impeach them."

The second young master glanced at his father, glared at his wife, and gestured for her to shut up.

The front yard of the Prince's Mansion

Prince Duan's face was tense. He glanced indifferently at his second son and said, "I told you long ago that you shouldn't marry a woman from a humble family. You didn't believe me, and now you've caused such a disaster and still don't know how to repent. If you face a great calamity one day, don't blame me."

He was still clear-headed about whether to save his family or his second son.

He doted on this son, and when the son insisted on marrying the daughter of a minor official, he let him have his way.

Judging from the Emperor's attitude now, the Prince Duan's mansion is probably also within his scope of purge, and they can only cut their losses and try to survive.

"Father, really? But it's just children's business, women's quarrels. Our family is, after all, a clan. In this capital, there are many clan families that have done things that are far more serious than this."

Prince Duan closed his eyes: "In the end, it was I who spoiled you."

"Father,"

"From now on, your whole family is not allowed to leave the house, and Qifeng no longer needs to attend classes at the Imperial Academy."

"Father, Father, you can't abandon me! Didn't you say before that these things wouldn't matter?"

The second young mistress shrank to one side, not daring to speak.

"This is no longer the reign of the previous emperor. The current emperor probably won't tolerate this."

In fact, this incident might have backfired even in the previous emperor's reign. The key issue wasn't that they humiliated the Lan family, but that the emperor bestowed liniment upon everyone, which meant that the emperor had already dealt with the fight. Yet, their own family went to cause trouble for another family without knowing the consequences, which was a slap in the emperor's face.

A few days later, the whole capital was abuzz with the news that Consort Lan had given the tea set bestowed by the Emperor to her family, only to have it smashed by a young mistress of Prince Duan's household, which made Consort Lan fall ill with anger.

Upon learning this, Xuan Chengyan smiled and said, "Wan'er has won my heart. Someone, go and fetch two tea sets and send them to Consort Lan."

Lan Wan'er received two tea sets, smiled, and ordered someone to send one set home.

Prince Duan submitted a memorial, saying that he was unwell and needed to go to the countryside for a period of seclusion, and that he wanted his son, the heir apparent, to succeed him as Prince Duan.

The Emperor refused!