The Regent is not dead yet

Yan Rongdang was taken aback, "Never... Before Gu was born, didn't you go there?"

Shen Muzhi put the book back in the cabinet and refilled the tea in the cup: "The historians of the court have always been responsible, and the words and deeds of all the emperors are recorded in the records. Your Highness may not pay much attention to it in the palace, but when the ministers took the imperial examination I deliberately read through the historical records of the first emperor, and it is true that I have never traveled to Jiangbei."

Shen Muzhi is Yan Rong's new champion in the imperial examination, so he doesn't need to argue with others.

He can't tell lies, and the one who can tell lies can only be... the Prince Regent.

Zhuhe lied to him.

The so-called growing up in poverty in Jiangbei is a lie, it is a lie to not have enough food and clothing, it is a lie, it is a lie to be bullied by others, and it is a lie to be found by the late emperor and brought back to Yandu.

In an instant, Yan Rong thought of the bright eyes of the man the night before, looking at him so sincerely, but his mouth was full of lies.

Was his struggle in the nightmare real?Is the pain of frowning real?

There are also red eyes, weak snorts, slightly trembling body, maybe these are all fake, just to deceive him, or - to seduce him.

And he really softened his heart, believed it, and was... tempted.

The carriage slowly left the outskirts of Yandu. The road was not as flat and wide as before. Under the slight bumps, the tea in the cup overflowed a little.

Shen Muzhi said: "What is your Highness thinking?"

Yan Rong came back to his senses: "What do you think of the Prince Regent?"

The expression of the person sitting across from him was extremely confused for a moment, but Yan Rong himself was a little restless and didn't pay attention.

Shen Muzhi paused, and then said: "Excuse me, the regent is conceited, extravagant, tyrannical, and embarrassing. I don't know why His Highness suddenly asked him?"

Yan Rong was silent for a moment, then shook her head.

The onlookers knew that it was he who was confused by Zhuhe's fragility.

The aloof Prince Regent has not changed, what has changed is him, he is the one who has started to feel restless and always hesitant, even though he is already on his way to Jiangbei, he still feels uncontrollable anger for that person in Yandu.

He shouldn't be.

One should not forget the gentleman's benevolence and etiquette that he has been familiar with since he was a child.

The regent is tyrannical, cruel to loyal ministers, and common people, leaving him will be a curse forever.

Yan Rong closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had returned to his usual dignified appearance.

He said: "It's okay, I just remembered something, and now I finally have a decision."

Unlike the regent's eating, drinking and having fun when he went to southern Xinjiang, His Royal Highness's carriage avoided all the cities, villages and counties, and traveled all the way in a hurry, but it only took about [-] days to reach the Jiangbei area.

Before coming here, Yan Rong and Shen Muzhi had already made sufficient preparations, where to start, how to improve the living conditions of the people, solve floods, and control epidemics.

However, when they got off the carriage, they looked around.

There is neither starvation nor famine. Although the grains of wheat in the fields are not as lush as swallows, they can barely be regarded as heavy branches.

A long line of carriages had already been waiting at the gate of the city, and the guards were guarding in front of the carriages, all of them were of vigorous stature, and one could tell at a glance that they were from the Lian family.

A man in a seventh-rank official robe seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and Yaoyao came forward with a smile on his face, and made a big salute: "His Royal Highness is on a long journey, Jiangbei Governor Zhou Cheng is late to pick him up, please forgive me crime."

Yan Rong and Shen Muzhi looked at each other: "The disaster is serious, so there is no need to make such a big show."

"His Royal Highness must have heard the rumors from the outside world."

Zhou Cheng's body is stout, and the official robes are out of shape on his body.

His whole body trembled with a smile, "Although there is a flood in Jiangbei, it has improved recently. Look, Your Highness, isn't this a scene full of vitality?"

Yan Rong lowered his expression: "It's not just the floods, I'm afraid there are also famines and plagues caused by the floods, right?"

Zhou Cheng's eyes were squeezed to the point where there was only a slit left, and he said firmly, "Your Highness cares about Jiangbei, which is really the joy of the common people! But according to my investigation, there is no famine or plague in Jiangbei. Your Highness must have listened to the villain's displeasure." The truth."

As soon as these words came out, Yan Rong's expression turned completely cold.

Shen Muzhi on the side smiled: "It's rare for Your Highness to come to Jiangbei, so it's not easy to return empty-handed. I also hope that the governor will show us around, it's all about inspecting the people's conditions."

"It's easy to do!"

Zhou Cheng rolled his eyes, and immediately responded, "It's just that it's getting late, and I'm afraid I won't be able to leave today. Why don't I take His Highness and Bachelor Shen to the Bi Mansion to rest first, and we can discuss it tomorrow?"

The Jiangbei Governor's Mansion was built facing south, with the wind and the water flowing smoothly, and two mighty stone lions stood tall at the gate.

After the cleansing banquet, the guards in the mansion sent Yan Rong and Shen Muzhi back to the house to rest.

As soon as the guards left, Yan Rong slapped the table heavily with a fist: "It's unreasonable!"

Shen Muzhi sighed softly: "His Royal Highness calm down, it's my humble servant who made a mistake."

"How can this be your fault?"

Yan Rong frowned, "The disaster victims in Jiangbei scattered and fled, and even Yan knew about it. Who would have thought that the governor of Jiangbei was... actually such a fish and meat man! Did you pay attention to the ingredients for the dinner just now?" ?”

Shen Muzhi nodded: "They are all delicacy, there is no lack of shark's fin and bear's paw."

Yan Rong: "The people are starving and dying everywhere, but here is the lonely..." He paused for a moment, "It's ridiculous!"

Shen Muzhi said: "What is your Highness's plan?"

Yan Rong took a deep breath: "The enemy is outnumbered, so we have to make a long-term plan. First send spies to investigate secretly, and if necessary..."

"Need to ask the Regent for help."

Shen Muzhi remembered something, lowered his eyes, and then continued, "Your Highness, if our situation is critical, in order not to tell the truth, the Regent will definitely send someone here."

Yan Rong pursed her lips tightly and paused slightly: "I understand."

The night is cold as water.

Yan Rong tossed and turned on the bed a few times, but still couldn't fall asleep.

His mind turned to the crying victims, and Zhou Cheng's face full of flesh - in the end, it was the man far away in Yandu who was frozen.

As Shen Muzhi said...

No, maybe, even if it wasn't for the sake of excuses, based on his feelings for him, he might have come.

Yan Rong suddenly sat up from the bed, a surge of hatred suddenly surged up in her heart.

Not to Zhu He, but to himself.

It was because he was not strong enough that he was trapped in prison, unable to disobey the order of the will, and surrendered to the regent. Even at this time, he had to beg him.

All kinds of emotions conflicted and blended in Yan Rong's mind, which made him sleepless. He pushed open the door and wanted to go for a walk in the courtyard.

It was already late at night, and the Jiangbei governor's mansion was quiet, and even the servants who were on duty were gone.

The evening wind from Linjiang made Yan Rong very sober.

He stood in the courtyard for a long time, and was about to go back to the house, but he heard the sound of light footsteps and the light of a lantern coming from outside the courtyard through the painted stone arch.

It's the night guard.

Yan Rong subconsciously leaned back behind the arch, covering her figure.

As the two people on the left and the right approached, they faintly heard voices.

"The one seated in the middle of the banquet just now is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince? I didn't see his face clearly. Is it really as unparalleled in the world as rumored in the market?"

"I don't have a chance to go up close, but I hope the regent will come more than the prince."

"What?"

"Hey, don't tell me you haven't heard about the affair between the regent and the late emperor? I really want to see what a person who can keep the late emperor from getting tired of him for more than ten years looks like. Does his skin look like water. "

"And this!? I don't know!"

"It's normal if I don't know. It's been more than ten years. It is said that the regent is the real stunning world. He was only twelve or thirteen years old when he went to the bed of the first emperor, and he has been favored for so many years. Otherwise, why do you think he can go straight to the top? I Let me tell you, it is widely rumored that he is a famous tool of Wushuang, and people don't want to come out once they enter..."

The footsteps gradually faded away.

The dim light from the lantern also dissipated.

Yan Rong stood there in a daze, as if she was out of her mind for a moment, and even her eyes couldn't find a fixed place.

He clenched every finger tightly, trying to pull his thoughts back.

But it didn't work.

He couldn't stop thinking about Zhu He's good looks in his mind, couldn't stop thinking about his tear mole, couldn't stop thinking about his father——

For a moment, he couldn't help but think of the erotic atlas that Zhu He tricked him into seeing.

The pair of men on the top had a slutty posture, and they had sex to their heart's content, especially the one who was pressed below was obviously slender, with their heads slightly raised, their lips parted slightly, and their expressions couldn't tell whether it was joy or pain.

Zhuhe...does he serve his father in this way?