The Regent is not dead yet

After one operation, the regent sent four sincere courtship letters in a row.

A few days passed, not only did not receive a single reply, but they still received letters of request from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Bachelor Shen.

First, Shen Muzhi asked to go to Jiangbei where the famine was rampant and the victims were everywhere; then Yan Rong also stood up and said that he would go with Shen Muzhi to overcome difficulties, improve the situation, and win glory for Dali.

The two of them probably thought that it would be useless to find Zhuhe in private, so they deliberately chose a big court, and stood side by side in front of all the civil and military officials of the court: "The regent is concerned about the country and the people, and he is diligent and kind. It will not be denied."

Zhu He: "..."

Look at this tall hat, Hehe is almost a little shy.

Zhu He squinted his eyes, and looked at Shen Muzhi and Yan Rong in the palace—both of them were tall and slender, as tall as bamboo, and looked like a gentleman.

Not to mention, it's really a good match.

Speaking of going to southern Xinjiang, Zhuhe was mainly on the side of Wu Yu and Yan Rong, but recently it seems that Wu Yu's body is not in a good condition, and he has not been recuperating in the palace.

As a blue-chip stock, poor health obviously doesn't meet the requirement of seven attacks a night, and it doesn't look exciting.

Therefore, Zhu He is thinking about climbing a new wall to cultivate it recently... The other stock is still far away in southern Xinjiang, and the matchmaking between the two in front of him is not bad.

The famine is raging, there is righteousness in their hearts, they rely on each other, and love is secretly born, which cannot be controlled.

Zhuhe quickly wrote the script for the two of them, and he was still looking forward to the scene where they would be lingering, flirtatious, and work together to kill him after they returned from Jiangbei.

After all, the two of them are too jerky now, obviously they haven't been beaten by the society, and their abilities are far from enough.

And that careless touch that day at the back of the palace... Until now, it still made him feel a little awkward.

After Zhuhe finished his calculations, he said generously: "Of course, my king's love for the world is unmatched! Since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Bachelor Shen are going to Jiangbei voluntarily, then this king cannot shirk."

He cleared his throat, and said with pride: "I pass on the king's order, and give the crown prince Yan Rong and Xueshi Shen a hundred war horses, a hundred boxes of gold and silver, and two days to pack up. Set off for Jiangbei the day after tomorrow!"

The emperor's throne is vacant, and the crown prince is not yet able to ascend the throne. The Regent's Order is the highest criterion.

As soon as this order came out, there was an uproar in the hall.

One is that the ministers of the DPRK and China did not expect the regent to agree to the prince leaving Yandu, and the other was that the regent not only agreed, but also agreed so readily.

There's even a hint of... can't wait.

Combined with what Zhuhe had done in the past, the eyes of many ministers in the palace showed suspicion and worry.

If there is an accident on the way for the prince to leave Yandu, or the situation in Jiangbei is bad... But if something happens, the regent will be the biggest beneficiary.

Yan Rong and Shen Muzhi also thought of this at the same time.

The two looked at each other.

Shen Mushang bowed and saluted, and said, "Thank you, Prince Regent. It's just that the situation in Jiangbei is complicated. Can you ask the prince to allow two more days for the departure time, so that the minister and the prince can be more fully prepared."

Although Zhuhe wished that the two of them would catch fire at the old house immediately, but it is not good for them to go to their death unprepared, so they could only wave their hands in disappointment: "Follow you. Set off in four days, when the king arranges the Imperial Forest Army to send you out of the city .”

A court meeting was dull and boring.

Zhu He had already left most of the memorials to Yan Rong, but at this moment, when he thought of Yan Rong going to read the memorials by himself, his sadness was beyond words.

Finally endured sleepiness until the next court.

Zhuhe glanced at the little prince who was about to go back from above, and was very unwilling to accept the day when he had to start reviewing memorials again, so he opened his mouth faster than his head: "Ziyang stay here."

Yan Rong had already walked to the gate of the palace, and turned around after hearing the words: "Uncle Huang?"

The Chongde Hall is located in the center of the central axis of the entire palace, facing south and enjoying the best sunlight.

At this moment, the sunlight outside the hall shone on Yan Rong's body, which made his facial features more clear and superior, and his whole person was extremely gentle.

It suddenly fit Zhuhe's aesthetics—after all, Hehe likes blgblg stuff.

Therefore, the Prince Regent had a very rare conscience, and the words he wanted to say circled around his lips, but he still endured it: "Be careful on the road, come back early."

He paused, bent the corners of his lips, and said, "Also, Uncle Huang will miss you very much."

People are responsible for what they say, but cranes are not.

Few of the beautiful words that Zhu He said were true.

But at the moment, he was eating the richest imperial meal in the entire imperial palace while watching the memorial with hatred, and finally uttered a sincere sentence: "Dezhuang, my king's life is so boring."

Dezhuang: "..."

They even sent four love letters every day, they were arbitrary, they did what they wanted, they wanted His Royal Highness to fuck, they stayed overnight if they wanted to sleep with Xueshi Shen, and they kept the alpacas that General Lou sent all the way——

This is boring, De Zhuang really can't imagine what kind of life his prince wants to live.

Of course, he only dared to think about it.

De Zhuang tried his best to keep up with Zhuhe's thinking, and asked tentatively, "My lord...why do you feel bored?"

Zhuhe swallowed three shark fins in one gulp, and sighed quietly: "My king's life is meaningless."

Dezhuang: "..."

Zhuhe took another bite of the golden bird's nest, with a desolate face: "Look, the crown prince and Bachelor Shen have all gone to make contributions, but this king has to stay here and live a life of eating, sleeping, and eating."

Dezhuang: "..."

Zhuhe put down the silver spoon: "It's too lonely, this king wants a soft and lovely beauty."

Dezhuang: "..."

It was not the first time that De Zhuang felt that the love of the Prince Regent for His Royal Highness was not as deep as he said.

And it seems that His Royal Highness is not required.

De Zhuang pursed his lips cautiously: "If the regent misses the prince... the little one will ask someone to prepare the car?"

"Missing him? Well, I can't just point at him..."

Zhuhe propped his chin, as if he suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, "By the way, does the third prince of Beidi still live in the side hall of the East Palace?"

De Zhuang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "Regent, the third prince was unwell a few days ago, so His Royal Highness placed him in Weiyang Palace, which is closer to the Imperial Hospital."

Zhu He touched his bright red lips with his fingertips, and asked curiously, "Is he not dead?"

Dezhuang: "..."

De Zhuang said in a soft voice: "Prince Regent, the third prince is just not feeling well, this is far from death..."

"Okay, then let's go play with him."

Zhuhe didn't bother to eat rice, got up and said, "Guards, prepare the car."

The unfinished memorial to the regent's desk was sent to the main hall of the East Palace again at dusk. Together with the memorial, there were nourishing soups from Dezhuang and the imperial dining room.

De Zhuang failed to cultivate a thick skin as thick as the cranes, so he could only bite the bullet: "His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince... the regent ordered the young one..."

Yan Rong said gently: "It's okay, just put down the lonely batch. It's just this soup..."

The soup was made by Zhuhe himself according to the recipe in the imperial dining room.

De Zhuang said dryly: "The regent said that His Royal Highness is working hard every day, and he is going to Jiangbei soon. He is worried about your health, so he sent it specially."

There were more than a dozen bowls of soup delivered, lined up in a row, which was quite spectacular.

The Chuanshan eunuch lifted the lid of the bowl one by one, and introduced in a shrill voice: "Prince, this is pig's trotter and ox penis soup, this is pepper and sheep penis soup, this is cistanche big bone soup, this is..."

After reporting the name of the dish, Yan Rong's expression slowly sank.

No matter how old a man is or what kind of man—this kind of behavior is a naked humiliation.

Seeing that his master's complexion was already very ugly, Laixi couldn't help pulling De Zhuang down, and said softly, "Your Highness is only crowned, why are they all aphrodisiacs?"

Dezhuang has not yet answered.

The eunuch Chuanshan said: "Don't worry about Lai Xi Gonggong, the slave will naturally use the food as the regent orders."

Lai said happily and angrily: "But this——"

"It's okay."

Yan Rong interrupted Lai Xi's words, with a face like water, it was impossible to tell whether it was happiness or anger.

He was silent for a moment, and said softly: "Since the uncle sent it specially, there is no reason for Ziyang not to accept it. Dezhuang, I would like to trouble you to tell the uncle. Gu happened to have something to discuss with him tonight, and I will discuss it later. Visit the palace."

Dezhuang: "..."

He gave His Highness the Crown Prince a pitiful look, and then retreated.

As soon as Dezhuang and the eunuch Chuanshan left, the huge East Palace seemed somewhat empty.

The maids and guards who cleaned the palace all went to the outer hall.

Laixi hurriedly closed the door, then quickly bowed and ran to Yan Rong, with a worried face on his face: "Your Highness, you will leave for Jiangbei in a few days, why bother to take the initiative to go to the Prince Regent, you know that he treats you— "

Although it is the main palace of the crown prince, the decoration of the East Palace is far inferior to that of the Prince Regent's Palace.

There are no countless night pearls, and even the lighting is ordinary candlelight.

At this moment, Yan Rong's beautiful profile was reflected in the candlelight.

He sat down in front of the table, his deep eyes silently not knowing where to look, his face seemed bright and dark in the dancing candlelight.

After an unknown amount of time, Laixi smiled lightly when she saw her master.

That smile seemed to have a bloody smell that couldn't be concealed, and even the eyes showed a bit of strong hatred.

Laixi had never seen him look like this before, so he couldn't help but lower his voice a lot: "His Royal Highness..."

Yan Rong closed her eyes, hiding the look in her eyes along with the smell of blood.

He seemed to have picked up the old gentleman's rules in an instant, and said slowly: "It is precisely because I am going to Jiangbei in a few days that I have to go to the Prince Regent's Mansion tonight."

Laixi was startled.

Yan Rong stood up, glanced gently at the row of soup bowls that were still steaming on the table, and said softly, "Uncle Huang wishes Gu Longyang so much, but Gu Longyang is not as strong as he wished, what should I do?"