My Empress is My Bad Girl

Under the red lantern, the scars on his cheeks were looming.

Qian'er was silent for a moment and asked, "Are you hurt?"

"It's a little bit of skin trauma, no matter. Thank you for your concern."

"In such a cold day, you should wear a coat when you are on duty."

"Humble job is not afraid of cold."

"..." Qian'er had nothing to say, he hesitated for a moment, and wanted to inquire about Xiao Er's news, but did not dare to go in and disturb the emperor's brother's discussion, so she stood and continued to talk to Xiao Zhuang.

"Master Zhuang, how much do you know about the situation in southern Xinjiang?"

"Not much is known about the humble position."

"How about Prince Lian's injury, do you know?"

"Buddy just heard that Prince Lian's injury has no life worry."

"General Zhou Xu is dead, it can be seen that the situation is terrible, and Prince Lian will not think too lightly." Qian'er was worried, thinking in her heart, if the father and the queen were still in southern Xinjiang, she would definitely not care about it.

But then he thought, they are all so old, and the emperor's brother has inherited the throne for several years, but he still has to count on the father and the queen to save him. It's too useless and hopeless.

The queen father and mother had already taken action to help Zhou Xu solve the siege of the city, and he had successfully reunited with Xiao Er, but he was still killed in battle.

It can be seen that if people's abilities are not good, it is useless to save them.

Xiao Zhuang said: "General Zhou Xu is still young after all, with too little experience."

Qianer nodded slightly and said nothing.

At this time, several ministers filed out, saw Qian'er, and after saluting one after another, they left.

Qian'er was about to go in, but an **** hurriedly ran out of it, and said to Xiaozhuang: "Commander Zhuang, your Majesty is summoning it."

Xiao Zhuang was startled, but he nodded towards Qian'er quickly and followed the **** in.

The hall is extremely warm.

The emperor sat alone on the head, bowed his head and wrote something on the desk.

After Xiao Zhuang entered, he bowed first.

"Forget it." The emperor looked up, "Xiaozhuang, I want you to go to southern Xinjiang, would you like it?"

Xiao Zhuang said: "Your Majesty, I have many competent ministers."

He still tactfully refused.

The emperor said indifferently: "Does it make any difference with you to fight the bandits?"

"A bandit is a bandit, and a war is a war."

"Desperately." The emperor put down his pen, "I am not discussing with you, but telling you. Go back and prepare, and we will leave in three days."

"Humble duty to comply with the decree."

"No excuses this time?" The emperor glanced at him.

"You have orders, and the minister has to accept it."

The emperor snorted: "I am not that no one is available, but this war has been going on for too long, and neither the court nor the people can afford it. I can't always rely on Yunji's funding. I want you to go and cooperate with Lian. Prince, make a quick fight, and don't delay the war until summer."

"The minister must live up to his mission."

"Go ahead."

The emperor waved his hand, "If you have any requests, please mention it."

"The minister has no requirements."

"Then go."

After Xiao Zhuang saluted, he turned and exited.

Qian'er was still at the door. Seeing him coming out, she asked hurriedly, "Is there anything wrong with the emperor's calling you?"

Xiao Zhuang thought for a while, and said, "Your Majesty has sent his humble position to fight in southern Xinjiang."

Qian'er said aloud, "Didn't you just go to kill the bandits because you refused this matter?"

"Yes. It also led to the death of General Zhou Xu."

"...What's wrong with you? The death of General Zhou Xu has nothing to do with you. If you go, maybe..."

"Maybe it's the humble job who died?" Xiao Zhuang shook his head. "The humble job dare not say that martial arts strategy is better than General Zhou Xu, but if you talk about the ability to survive, it must be the best in the world."