Dressed as the Regent's Runaway Wife

The atmosphere seemed to be quiet for a while.

Lin Bozhou looked at him with his chin propped up, and his eyes were gentle: "Since it is His Majesty's will, it is the duty of a subject to consider the overall situation and follow the emperor's heart. It is not to say whether he likes it or not."

Meng Huan was a little dazed.

"I just refused to accept it before, but now this group of people stepped on my back and wanted me to bend down and be completely convinced," Lin Bozhou said with a calm expression, "I will withdraw to make His Majesty feel at ease, so I will withdraw."

"Your Majesty has grown up, and it's time for you to rule the court yourself. Since Your Majesty no longer needs me, there is really no need for me to exist."

Lin Bozhou changed the subject and looked down: "Huanhuan doesn't want to go to Guzhou?"

"what?"

Meng Huan shook his head quickly: "No."

Since Lin Bozhou wasn't feeling lonely because of his situation, Meng Huan didn't say anything anymore, and said seriously, "I'll go where my husband is going."

The ending sound is sticky and delicate.

After finishing speaking, Meng Huan felt that he was a bit worthless, like a little tail, lost the ability to live independently, and couldn't live without Lin Bozhou.

But he is such a waste QAQ.

Lin Bozhou shook his hand lightly, feeling as if there was strength in his body: "Well, Huanhuan went to bed early after taking a bath."

They were traveling at night, and the sky was almost dawn when they slept, so Meng Huan lay in bed and slept for several hours before getting up.When he opened his eyes, his side was empty. Lin Bozhou had little sleep and was full of energy. It was obvious that he had gone to the Chinese military tent next door early in the morning to meet with the generals.

There is only one servant guarding him in the sleeping tent.

The way the servants looked at him almost tacitly agreed that Meng Huan was Lin Bozhou's favorite beauty, and he was very obedient.

Meng Huan had just left the tent after washing and tidying up, when a familiar figure stood outside the door, squatting beside a stone, his head and face covered in snow.Meng Huan took a closer look: "Zhu Dong?"

Zhu Dong stood up: "Brother Chen!"

Meng Huan was happy: "Are you here to find me?"

"If I don't want you, who can I look for? I heard that there is finally news about the prince, and you are responsible for protecting the prince. It's really amazing. But I guess you must have suffered during this time, so I came here to see you."

"That's really suffering." Meng Huan sighed heavily.

"Damn, I'm suffering too." Zhu Dong's lips trembled.

The two good brothers looked at each other for a while, and found that they had lost a lot of weight after not seeing each other for half a month.

"Just woke up, and it's time for lunch." Meng Huan said, "Let's eat together, and talk while eating."

The two of them went to the tent of the army accompanying the palace. On the way, Zhu Dongda poured out bitter water:

"The guards of the palace clashed with the officers and soldiers, and they didn't dare to confront the prince face to face, for fear of giving the prince's excuses, so he ran around, setting up pots and villages, looking for the whereabouts of the prince." Zhu Dong burst into tears, "Brother, serve as a soldier! Bitter! Especially the soldiers without the leader are like dogs in the water."

"..."

Meng Huan had been in the army before, and he knew how tiring it was to follow the soldiers all the way around, so he couldn't help sighing: "Really."

Zhu Dong squeezed his face: "Look at how much I've lost weight, I'm going to cry again when my mother sees me when I go home."

Meng Huan was very moved

It seems that not only I and Lin Bozhou are having a bad time, but everyone is having a bad time—the general who just won the victory, and the soldiers who fought victoriously through life and death, were all stabbed in the back by Emperor Xuanhe, making people look like ghosts.

Meng Huan said, "Let's have dinner first."

"Dinner, okay, dinner," Zhu Dong's eyes turned green, "I'm so hungry that my chest is on my back."

"You didn't eat breakfast either?" Meng Huan asked.

"No, you'll know when you eat it."

Holding a bowl and approaching, Meng Huan thought there was some special extra meal, but when he approached, he found that everyone's bowls were filled with gruel made from millet, clear soup with little water, and nothing else.

Someone made a dissatisfied voice.

"Why is the porridge getting thinner every day?"

"One bowl doesn't make you hungry at all. Just after drinking it, you will be fucking hungry after two pees."

"Oh, why is this..."

Meng Huan was also startled: "What's going on?"

"There is no food in the army," Zhu Dong said in a heavy voice, "At that time, he was running outside the city. The food and supplies were cut off suddenly, so now he is hungry every day and can only eat some millet porridge and potatoes. Quench your hunger, and maybe in a few days even that will be gone."

Meng Huan served the bowl, and the person in charge of the spoon scooped up a bowl of soup for himself, and the pot was about to bottom out.

After he was surprised, he had complicated emotions.

Last night in Lin Bozhou's tent, there was a lot of fish and meat. Meng Huan really felt that the fish was rougher and the chicken was thinner than before, but he didn't expect that there was a shortage of food in the army.No wonder Lin Bozhou couldn't eat after two bites...he must have guessed it.

"Drink it!" Zhu Dong turned the bowl, "Although the taste is mediocre, it can still satisfy your hunger."

"I know, don't rush."

Meng Huan put the bowl to his lips and took a sip of the sticky soup.

It is probably because the porridge with just millet is too clear, and some wild vegetables and pickles are mixed in it, and it is boiled into a bowl with a gray color, and some pot ashes are stained.

The porridge fell into the mouth. It tasted salty, bitter, and astringent. The taste was indescribable.

Meng Huan frowned, holding the bowl in a daze.

He used to study history books, and saw that soldiers had no food to eat, famine, and food shortages, but he didn't expect this to happen to him.

"How many days have you been like this?"

"Four or five days."

Zhu Dongya said in a low voice, "If this continues, the food and grass will be exhausted, and the horses will probably be killed to eat them. When the horses are killed, the soldiers will definitely mutiny! You don't know how anxious everyone is looking for the prince, and they are all waiting for the prince to come back Looking for food to eat!"

Meng Huan's lips curled even more fiercely.

I can only say that I was still too naive, thinking that it was only the fish and water of their generals and soldiers, but I didn't expect that there were so many practical problems.

Lin Bozhou...

His eyes are still not healed, how can he find food for 3 people?

Zhu Dongya whispered in his ear, "Actually, there is no food, there is a solution."

Meng Huan cheered up: "What?"

"Burning, killing and looting! This is a way of accumulating wealth and food. Someone on the road has long wanted to do this," Zhu Dong shook his head, "but was stopped by General Zhang and Chen Changshi. They said that the soldiers in the palace are good soldiers." , Good soldiers don’t do what Zhu Lizhen and the soldiers and bandits did, the prince stayed in Liaodong for four months, he didn’t harass the people, he didn’t kill and rob, his reputation is good, but it can’t ruin the hard-earned reputation of the prince.”

Meng Huan was holding the bowl, dazed.

He gritted his teeth and drank the porridge in the bowl.

All the soldiers finished their porridge, and those who were not on duty lay back in the tent, their faces turned blue, so they lay down and slept like this, so as not to lose their strength too quickly and become uncomfortably hungry.

A grief all over the place.

...Lin Bozhou must have guessed it long ago.

This idea came to Meng Huan's mind.

No wonder he told Chen An in the carriage last night that he wanted the [-] guards to leave him and return to the regiment camp alone.

——If you don’t stay with Lin Bozhou, the guards will be accepted by the court and have food to eat.

This is the only way to save this group of people.

Otherwise, the guards of the palace will definitely develop into hungry wolves out of control in order to have enough food.Don’t underestimate the internal driving force that hunger brings to people. Unless you are a saint, morality can hardly overcome physiology. Physiological hunger can turn a person from a gentleman into a devil.

These 3 people either completely lost control and disbanded on the spot and became rogue bandits, or gathered together to form a rope, turned around and captured a large number of cities, massacred a large number of people, and plundered a large number of property.

They were brought out by Lin Bozhou himself, I'm afraid he doesn't want to see them become like this.

But let them go back to the regiment camp, they can save their lives if they have food, and they can show their sincerity to Emperor Xuanhe, saying——

Look, even the life-saving guards are given to you. If this is not a loyal minister, what is it?

Lin Bozhou obviously had an idea in mind, that he could get the 3 people out of the regiment camp safely and bring them back to Guzhou.

but……

Lin Bozhou sent away the [-] guards, which means he has nothing to rely on, so what should he do?Isn't it quite dangerous?

Meng Huan rubbed his head.

He's not Lin Bozhou, he can't think of an idea at all.

Zhu Dong said: "Let's go back and lie down too. Don't move. If you move, you will get hungry quickly. It's really uncomfortable to be hungry."

Meng Huan sighed and followed him back to the tent.

"Say something outrageous."

Zhu Dongya whispered and leaned into his ear: "Do you think our prince will rebel?"

Meng Huan was surprised: "What?"

"Without food, isn't this forcing rebellion? Since ancient times, lack of food has been the primary reason for our common people to rebel. After all, we can only rob if we want to eat, but once we rob, the officers and soldiers just find a reason to send troops Come to destroy, then if you fight face to face, even if the prince doesn't want to rebel, isn't it a rebellion?"

Zhu Dong's expression was extremely serious.

Not only him, the tens of thousands of people in this battalion secretly thought about it for several days, and found that if they were forced to this point, either Lin Bozhou would kill himself, or Lin Bozhou would stand on his own, and there was no other way to go.

Meng Huan shook his head hesitantly.

"Have you reached such a desperate situation?"

He knew what Lin Bozhou was thinking.

But before Lin Bozhou made this idea public, Meng Huan would not tell anyone.

He said: "The prince is smart, he must be thinking of a way."

Zhu Dong nodded, his voice anxious, and looked at the position of the Chinese army tent.

"That's for sure. My cousin went to discuss matters in the morning, and he hasn't come back from the meeting until now. It must be very noisy."

In the cold wind, they faced each other and sighed.

After a brief reminiscence with Zhu Dong, when Meng Huan was squatting in the tent and dizzy from hunger, Chen An came in and said softly, "Nephew, the prince is looking for you everywhere."

He looked a little tired. For those who use their brains, thinking is quite exhausting.

Meng Huan nodded: "Well, I'll go then."

On his way back to the central army tent, the generals and staff members who discussed matters came out one after another. There was no laughter all the way, and all of them looked dignified and solemn, which complemented the ice and snow.

When they met, they also sighed and shook their heads.

Others wiped away tears.

——I am afraid that the discussion resulted in a rather unexpected result.

Meng Huan was in a daze, not knowing what it was, and ran to the tent honestly.After running a few steps, I was hungry again, so hungry that I fainted.

Opening the curtain, the heat wave hit his face.

"Huanhuan is back?"

Lin Bozhou sat at the table, with beef, roast chicken, and spirits in front of him. The dishes were very rich.It can be seen that his food is different from others.

Meng Huan walked in lightly, "My lord."

"Ah."

Lin Bozhou also discussed the matter all morning, his brows and eyes were a little sick, his expression was a little tired, and his slender fingers gently rubbed his temples.

"Are you hungry? Come and eat."