The Regent is not dead yet

No weapons are allowed in the palace, no horses are allowed, unless you are too old to walk, even sedan chairs are not allowed to enter.

Wearing heavy armor, the messenger soldier rushed all the way from the palace gate. He knelt down in front of Zhuhe without red face and panting: "To the Regent, General Lou hastened by [-] miles!"

Zhu He: "..."

The new stock came quite suddenly.

If the stock attackers in the original text were classified, Lou Cang, like Wu Yu, undoubtedly belonged to the best potential players in the first echelon.

As the "God of Martial Arts" in the Dali calendar, the most valiant general of the country, Lou Cang has never been defeated since he followed his father on the battlefield at the age of 13. It can be said that he fought the west and the south, and the south and the north. The country is trembling, and the status of Dali is booming.

Moreover, this general must not only have strength and strength, but also his appearance and figure.

It is said that she is still clean and self-sufficient, and she loves the innocent little prince wholeheartedly.

What a touching love story.

As the vicious villain in the story, Zhu He couldn't help being moved by it: "What's the content? Come and listen to me."

The messenger soldiers bowed to Zhu He and Yan Rong beside him: "The Regent forgives your sins. General Lou specially told you before he came that the throne is vacant. This military order must be announced by the court so that the ministers of the court and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can communicate with you." Discuss affairs of state."

Zhu He: "..."

Listen, this is almost pointing at his nose and calling him cruel and unkind.

Zhuhe guessed that it was probably because someone in the court informed the general that he not only bullied the little prince's soul, but also humiliated his body every day.

The General Zhen Guo's House has been loyal for generations, so naturally they couldn't bear the blood of the late emperor being treated like this, so they issued the military order.

Fortunately, Zhuhe's mentality has always been relatively stable, and he was not angry when he heard the words. Instead, he ordered the messenger soldier to stand up, and asked people to follow behind him into the Chongde Hall.

Although it was a small court, except for the Taifu who was ordered to stay at home, the rest of the ministers basically arrived.

"General Qianxianlou has a military order to pass on today, you might as well listen to it with me."

Zhuhe led the little prince through the pure gold steps, raised his robe sleeves, and sat down on the chair, "Read it."

The heavy armor on the Messenger Soldier was still dusty, and I don't know if it was stained with old blood or mud, and it looked very incompatible with the magnificent hall.

The military order in his hand was sealed with red wax, and when it was opened, it was only a piece of paper, and the pen and ink were flying wildly.

The messenger soldier knelt on the hall, but his upper body was straight. He unfolded the letter paper neither humble nor overbearing, and said: "Recently, there have been frequent battles, and the generals and soldiers of the court are living and sleeping in the open. Every day is hard, and morale is low. I hope that the regent will stop working hard and come to the front line in person to encourage everyone." Soldier, show off my national prestige in Dali."

Zhu He: "..."

What a tireless, encouraging soldiers!

Isn't this just letting Hehe go to the battlefield to suffer!

Hey!Gan Linniang's town general!

Zhuhe stroked his chest, was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly asked: "Which country are you fighting now?"

Messenger: "..."

Ministers: "..."

His Royal Highness: "..."

The regent is so ridiculous!

A bit of displeasure could not be restrained from the expressionless face of the messenger soldier: "...Regent, a year ago, you ordered the general to station in southern Xinjiang to expand the country."

Zhuhe said deeply: "That's it... sorry, I forgot."

The messenger soldier couldn't help but think of the words the general gave him before he left, he clenched the letter more tightly and gritted his teeth: "The military order is ahead, and I hope the regent is ready to leave as soon as possible!"

Zhuhe: "?"

Zhu He said: "General Zhen Guo is really a big face, is he ordering this king?"

The messenger soldier kowtowed again: "General Lou said that if the regent doesn't want to go to southern Xinjiang in person, he can only go back to the court in person to persuade you to go on the road, so that he can explain to the soldiers on the frontier."

Zhu He: "..."

This stock attack is very extraordinary, this is the rhythm of wanting to kill myself before meeting!

Yes, Hehe appreciates this kind of person who dares to challenge.

Zhuhe's eyes rolled around a few times, scanning the ministers in the hall.

Every minister's face is filled with the hope that "you will leave soon and never return".

Zhu He withdrew his gaze, turned his head, and glanced at Yan Rong who was standing beside him: "Look, Yi Ziyang, should I go to southern Xinjiang this time?"

Yan Rong lowered his head and met Zhu He's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He paused for a moment before speaking: "Lack of morale is a taboo in soldiers. The emperor's uncle will definitely deter the poor. General Lou Cang's art of war No one can compare with riding and shooting, and it will definitely protect the emperor's uncle comprehensively."

Zhu He immediately bent his lips and smiled.

Then he lifted the little prince's chin in front of everyone, rubbed His Highness's lips with his thumb, and said softly: "Since the prince said so, then I will listen to A Rong. Someone, go and prepare a car for the king."

Shocked by the regent's shameless behavior, the hall fell silent, and no one spoke for a long while.

Zhuhe calmly let go of the little prince whose face went from pale to red to pale, and turned to the hall slowly: "What's the matter? I didn't hear my king's words, prepare the car."

The messenger soldier was the first to react, and the anger in his tone could not be concealed: "General Lou has ordered a team of light cavalry to come with his subordinates, and now they are waiting outside the city."

"Qingqi? The general is fully prepared."

Zhuhe laughed condescendingly, "But I am afraid that his Qingqi will kill me. You go back and let his Qingqi go first, and you will set off with my convoy tomorrow morning."

Gossip has always been a pleasure to hear, especially the gossip in the palace is the most popular among the common people.

The news that the Prince Regent was going to southern Xinjiang had just been announced in the morning, and spread throughout Yandu in the evening.

At this time, the source himself was sitting on a soft chair in front of the main hall of the mansion, holding a pot of cherries and eating fiercely while gesticulating: "Put some snacks on the car for my king, more candied fruits and nuts, oh Yes, and the sour plum fermented by my king yesterday was quite delicious, so fill a few more jars."

Dezhuang: "..."

De Zhuang walked up to Zhuhe anxiously, and said in a low voice, "My lord, there are already sixteen carts full of food and play..."

Zhu He was surprised and said: "Only sixteen carts? That's definitely not enough, I'll load thirty carts for this king! It's such a long journey, my king's body is precious, so I can't suffer so much!"

Dezhuang: "..."

Now the regent doesn't like to play with sticks, and his temper is better, but... there are more and more strange tricks.

Dezhuang couldn't tell whether this change was good or bad, so he could only continue to report the business: "The news of your personal conquest has been spread out, and now the entire Yandu knows about it."

Zhu He conveniently stuffed a red cherry into De Zhuang's mouth: "Okay!"

Dezhuang: "..."

De Zhuang said anxiously: "But, Prince Regent, such things have been kept secret since ancient times, in case the wicked find out..."

Is there anything worse than Hehe in this world?

That must not!

Zhuhe spat out a cherry pit, and said casually, "Are you worried that this king will be assassinated?"

Dezhuang: "..."

Zhu He was very calm: "Don't panic, Xiao Dezi, the person who can assassinate this king hasn't been born yet."

Dezhuang: "..."

Zhuhe was confident: "Besides, this king is going to take the imperial conquest himself. If you don't publicize it for everyone to see, how can you be worthy of this king's hard work, such tenacity, and such love and dedication for the world and the people?"

Dezhuang: "..."

After staying up all night, until the scheduled departure time the next day, the Prince Regent's Mansion finally prepared the belongings for his prince's business trip.

Thirty cars were packed for eating, drinking and having fun.

Including the car containing the Regent, there are a total of 31 cars.

The golden chariot is not suitable for long-distance travel, so the noble and shining regent had no choice but to give up the golden chariot, and chose a sedan chair studded with precious stones and emeralds, and even the seats were made of suet warm jade.

Zhang Ping, yesterday's messenger soldier, was just an ordinary soldier, but he followed General Zhen Guo for a long time, and this time he came back to help Lou Cang understand the situation in the court——

As a result, I saw the scene where the regent humiliated His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in public.

After Zhang Ping went back, he didn't sleep all night. He wrote the bloody book and entrusted it to the brothers of the Qingqi team, so that they could report back to the general quickly.

The king regent is promiscuous and tyrannical, and must not stay any longer!

After the light cavalry team left quietly.

Zhang Ping, the messenger soldier, washed his cold face and rushed to the Prince Regent's Mansion with his red eyes open. He saw luxurious carriages lined up from East Street to West Street, with no end in sight.

This battle, it doesn't look like an expedition, it looks like a rich man is going on a spring outing!

Zhang Ping almost vomited a mouthful of blood, held back his anger, and walked to the gate of the palace.

It happened that the regent came out.

Probably the weather is fine.

It was rare for Zhuhe not to wear a big cloak, but to change into a light-colored long gown full of boyishness, which looked like a dog.

I saw Zhang Ping standing at the door with an angry expression on his face.

Zhuhe leisurely raised his hand, and pointed to the side of the street: "It's just in time, I don't have any idle people here. You go to South Street for me. There is a candied haws shop on the street. Last night, I read the folk strategy. Say that the candied haws are the best, so hurry up and buy two bunches for breakfast for me."