Quick Wear: We are not a strategy system

On the day the commander of the Imperial Guard left for the battle, Jiang Yuan went to see him off in person, but he did not drink the glass of wine she poured for him.

The word "loyalty" brought him as much honor as it did burden.

When even the dust raised by the horse could no longer be seen, Xuan Li pulled her back and said, "Go back."

There are still many things to be done. How much can she do for a building that is about to collapse? Many things are as powerless as they are now. Can she change the ending?

Xuan Li noticed that she was in a bad mood and tried his best to do something. He always knew that she was unusual in her ability to know things in advance. Was this battle a losing situation?

"Do you foresee my participation in the war in the future?"

"I don't know what role you played in the battle between the two sides. I only know that you are the winner in the end, Xuan Li."

"Then leave it to me. I am in your camp now, and we will be the only ones to win."

"Okay, I believe you."

The whispers in the carriage stopped when they arrived at the palace, and Jiang Yuan became the empress who was at ease and looked down on the world again.

It takes a lot of chores to govern a country. She reviewed memorials until late at night every day, and then got up before dawn to attend court. When the court officials' memorials no longer showed signs of being perfunctory, the plague in the south gradually disappeared, and it seemed that everything was getting better.

The North unexpectedly won two battles and recaptured a city, instead of suffering a setback as in the original plot.

When almost everyone relaxed, the war situation in the north suddenly became critical. The 5,000 elite soldiers who went to break out of the last city were wiped out, the general was missing, the army was in chaos, and then they retreated from two cities.

Xuanli volunteered to go to the north to provide reinforcements.

Less than two months later, she had to see off another general.

He had been prepared for a long time, so he set out almost immediately. However, the state of Chao had never valued military commanders, and even if Jiang Yuan tried his best to train and prepare early, the time was still too short. He could only muster 5,000 troops, most of whom were his personal guards.

Perhaps they thought that he was leading 5,000 elite soldiers to die, so there was no objection in the court this time.

She stood on the beacon tower and watched him go away.

The wind was so strong that it lifted up her heavy brocade robe.

The situation has been unclear since then, and there has been no war reports for a long time. She waited like this, believing that no news is the best news.

A month after General Changsheng left the capital, some people in the court began to talk about offspring, demanding the appointment of a son-in-law and the expansion of the harem.

Indeed, she is already 28 years old, which should be considered an old girl in the eyes of these people.

After the court session, she took Chuxue and the two eunuchs back to the former princess's mansion, where the long-forgotten prince consort was imprisoned.

Jiang Yuan sat opposite him, and Chu Xue pushed him down on the chair: "I heard you're crazy?"

She fiddled with the round ring on her finger and continued, "That shouldn't be the case. You've only been locked up for a while, so why are you acting crazy? Let me guess, you're worried that the rebellion will fail, so you want to distance yourself from it and see if you can stay out of it?"

His eyes were still unfocused and he tilted his head as if he didn't understand what she was saying.

Jiang Yuan didn't care about the reaction of the only listener, and said to himself: "Guess what I found after I became emperor? I found evidence of my rebellion in a box. You should have collected these things for a long time. But you can't imagine it, right? You lost the bet, and I won."

As if his pain point had been touched, he flew into a rage and spat fiercely: "Why don't you kill me if you know everything? As long as I live, I will find a way to kill you! Why should a woman be an emperor? You can only be my dog!"

She patted her clothes, her face showing a look of disgust: "The imperial examination system needs to be improved. Even a beast like you can be selected. However, my husband, although we are a pair of resentful couples, I am still magnanimous and willing to enthrone you as the queen."

Zheng Weichen was stunned. He didn't know how to react for a moment. He did like her. If she didn't care about the past and made him the queen, he could actually ignore her dominance...

Jiang Yuan turned and left. He took a few steps before he seemed to remember something: "Oh, by the way, don't be too moved. The title I mentioned refers to posthumous title."

This can be regarded as satisfying the prince consort's wish to die. Is there any emperor more magnanimous than her?

Oh! Obviously not, she's awesome!

——By the providence of Heaven, the Empress decrees: Zheng Weichen, the son-in-law of the Zheng family, secretly exchanged gifts with a maid, which damaged his moral character. I hereby grant him a cup of poisoned wine. Considering the love between husband and wife, the Empress shows mercy and posthumously confer the title of Queen Joan of Arc on him, and bury him in the Imperial Mausoleum. I decree this.

absurd!

Absolutely absurd!

I don't know how many people she empathized with, but when she returned to the imperial study, she saw a lot of people standing densely inside. When they saw her coming back, the crowd automatically parted to let her pass.

Jiang Yuan knew the answer but still asked: "I wonder what you are all doing? I have never seen you all so united for anything."

Everyone looked at each other for a few seconds, and then a high-ranking official in the middle spoke first: "Your Majesty, the handling of the matter of the prince consort was completely inappropriate! Not to mention that the man had three wives and four concubines..."

Jiang Yuan interrupted him: "You mean my consort can have three wives and four concubines, but the offspring will only be legitimate sons of the emperor?"

A large number of people knelt down and said, "I dare not."

"Why not? I think you are very brave. If anyone says one more word about my harem, I will send your sons to me. This way, you can be regarded as truly serving me."

As a result, none of the ministers were able to speak.

Their sons are all there to carry on the family line! They can’t enter the palace to compete for favors. They have already done their part by speaking for the prince consort, and they can’t get themselves involved.

If a man cannot have children, how can he keep the queen's heart when he gets old? There are young boys every year, and the queen just needs to favor some male favorites who can give birth to princes.

By then they will all firmly make a lasting appeal to pass the throne to the crown prince. Otherwise, what will happen to this dynasty that is in chaos? They cannot leave a bad reputation for eternity and be laughed at by future generations for their incompetence!