"Old Marquis Sheng is indeed a character, but no matter how powerful he is, he is just an idle Marquis after all, and he is no longer a court official."

"That's right, but the emperor has always been friendly with the old marquis."

The ministers below were talking nonsense, as if they were full of contempt and contempt for Sheng Zhengye.

Not far away, Sheng Zhengye listened to these words, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he turned to leave.

Back at the Sheng Mansion, Sheng Zhengye went straight into the courtyard where the old marquis lived.

The old marquis is practicing calligraphy in the courtyard.

When he heard footsteps, he raised his head and looked out of the arch.

"Zhengye, you're back." The old marquis said.

"Father." Sheng Zhengye called, "I have something I want to discuss with you."

"Tell me something." The old marquis put down the wolf in his hand and raised his head to look at Sheng Zhengye.

Sheng Zhengye walked to the table, poured a cup of tea, handed it to the old marquis, and then slowly spoke: "Father, the child is ready to resign from the post of prime minister."

The old marquis picked up the tea, took a sip, put down the teacup, and raised his eyes to look at Sheng Zhengye: "Oh? Why is that? It's only the first day that you've quit?"

"Father, I think what those ministers said is not unreasonable, I really have no merits, and I am afraid that it is not enough to have a heart for the people." Sheng Zhengye said, sighing, "And ......."

The old marquis listened to Sheng Zhengye's words, pondered for a moment, and slowly spoke: "I know what you think, but you really should learn this point."

Sheng Zhengye listened to the old marquis's words, and was stunned for a moment: "Zhiyao?"

"Since Zhiyao returned to the capital, how many gossips, and how many people who look down on her, she can prove to others that she is responsible for the title of county lord, and what about you?"

The old marquis looked at Sheng Zhengye, with disappointment in his eyes: "I chose not to do it with such a little setback, I think you have to think carefully about whether you are suitable for this position."

After listening to the old marquis's words, Sheng Zhengye fell silent, and the depression and troubles in his heart continued to rise.

He admitted that he was indeed not as brave as Zhi Yao, but he also experienced his daughter's difficulties, thinking of Zhi Yao's stubborn little face, Sheng Zhengye's eyes softened, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

How could he not be as brave as his daughter? How could he hold back!

"Father is right, the child will think it through."

Seeing this, the old marquis no longer forced him, after all, he still needs time to adapt.

"You go back and rest, don't think too much, facing difficulties is the backbone of my Sheng family."

After Sheng Zhengye left, the old marquis continued to bow his head and practice calligraphy.

For several days, Sheng Zhiyao was preparing for the queen's birthday banquet with Feng Yuanchen, and finally prepared everything the day before the fifteenth.

On this day, news came from the palace that the queen mother had set up a family banquet tonight, and only everyone from the Shenghou Mansion was invited.

When Sheng Zhiyao and Feng Yuanchen learned the news, they were overjoyed.

It's better this way, so as not to cause another storm.

"Zhiyao, how are you preparing?" Feng Yuanchen asked.

Sheng Zhiyao smiled and said, "It's almost, only the final decoration is missing."

Sheng Zhiyao said as she walked into the room, rummaged through the table, and finally finished decorating the cake.

Sheng Zhiyao looked at the exquisite cake on the table and nodded with satisfaction.

These days, she has been busy preparing birthday cakes, and dessert tables, and today she finally got it all done.

"Such a big cake should be enough for all of us." After Sheng Zhiyao finished speaking, he turned his head to Feng Yuanchen and said, "Yuanchen, let's go to the Purple Phoenix Hall early, I'll arrange it."

"Okay, I'll tell Bu Xing to go to the carriage, you pack up and we'll go." After Feng Yuanchen finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the room, beckoning Bu Xing to prepare the two carriages.

Bu Xing took the order to leave, Sheng Zhiyao went to the house to change clothes, and Mei Lan Zhuju cleaned up the things to be taken away in the house, and those desserts were loaded into a carriage.

Everything is ready

Properly, the four maids helped Sheng Zhiyao to get into the carriage.

Driving all the way to the palace, Sheng Zhiyao leaned on the back of the carriage and closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

It's been a long time since I was injured and left the palace, and I don't know how the queen is doing now.

Thinking about it, Sheng Zhiyao fell asleep, staying up late to do these things in the past few days, and really didn't sleep well.

The carriage swayed, and after I don't know how long, the carriage stopped.

"Zhi Yao, Zhi Yao?"

Feng Yuanchen called out a few times in a low voice.

Sheng Zhiyao slowly opened her eyes and rubbed her hazy sleepy eyes.

"Have you arrived?"

"Well, here we are." Feng Yuanchen nodded and helped Sheng Zhiyao get out of the carriage.

Sheng Zhiyao looked around, only to find that they had come to the outside of the palace, the guards outside the palace had all changed to Feng Yuanchen's people, and when the guards saw Sheng Zhiyao and Feng Yuanchen, they immediately saluted respectfully: "See King Chen and the county lord, the servants are hereby ordered by the queen to welcome the two into the palace, and invite the two to go to the Purple Phoenix Hall with the minions."

"Okay." Sheng Zhiyao and Feng Yuanchen nodded.

"Please." The guards led the two of them towards the palace.

"Yuanchen, it's not the first time we've entered the palace, why do we need guards to take us away?" Sheng Zhiyao asked puzzled.

Feng Yuanchen listened to Sheng Zhiyao's question, and couldn't help but chuckle: "I don't know what kind of medicine is sold in the imperial grandmother's gourd."

"So what do we do now?" Sheng Zhiyao asked with a pair of big eyes.

"We'll find out later."

Sheng Zhiyao couldn't help but feel a little excited when she heard Feng Yuanchen's answer so affirmatively.

Soon, the guards led the two of them through the palace walls, and finally came to the outside of the Purple Phoenix Palace, where the guards stood outside the hall and said respectfully, "Please let King Chen and the county lord in."

"Okay." Feng Yuanchen nodded and helped Sheng Zhiyao into the main hall.

In the main hall, the queen was sitting in a precarious position, and Mama Rong was standing next to her.

Seeing Feng Yuanchen and Sheng Zhiyao coming, the queen smiled and said, "You guys are finally here, come and sit quickly."

Feng Yuanchen helped Sheng Zhiyao to approach.

The queen sitting at the top saw Feng Yuanchen and showed a satisfied expression: "You two haven't entered the palace for a long time, is Zhiyao's injury healed?"

"Grandma Huang, Zhiyao is fine, how are you doing lately?" Sheng Zhiyao walked towards the queen as she spoke, and stretched out her hand to catch the queen's pulse.

The queen looked at Sheng Zhiyao with a slight smile, and let her diagnose her pulse, without resisting or evading.

Feng Yuanchen watched from the sidelines and didn't say anything.

After a while, Sheng Zhiyao withdrew his hand.

"Well, Grandma Huang's health is not bad, and she can live at least a few thousand years old." Sheng Zhiyao said with a smile.

When Feng Yuanchen heard this, the corners of his mouth hooked up and he laughed.

The queen looked at the two people in front of her, and the smile on her face became even stronger.

"Okay, good, good, you don't need to be thousands of years old, you will become an old monster by then, I just want to live to see you two get married and have a baby." She said continuously, but her eyes were full of pampering.