Dressed as the Regent's Runaway Wife

"The Marquis of Zhenguan has been crowned king."

Lin Bozhou held the yellow paper letter in his hand, lightly dusted it with his fingertips, and then casually threw it on the table. Lin Bozhou put the tip of his tongue against his teeth, and smiled impatiently.

That's right, it was written in black and white in this letter that the Marquis of Zhenguan, who led the rebellion in Liaodong, besieged Shanhaiguan, and clamored for the Qing emperor's side, was officially named a royal family.

Did something go wrong? !

Rebellion against the king?

I dare not dream of such a big dream.

Meng Huan was stunned: "What are you doing?"

——Isn’t this going against the grain and encouraging rebellion?

"Yes, it's perverted to encourage rebellion. Let's guess who came up with this bad idea."

Lin Bozhou picked up the letter paper again with his fingertips and looked at it carefully, "Now that Cui Ge of the imperial court has left, and his husband has also retired, the person in power must be the leader of the Qingliu Party and the second assistant of the cabinet. It is unexpected for this old thing to do such a thing. Outside, within reason."

"Chen Que?"

Meng Huan had the impression that he was one of the people who fought with Lin Bozhou before.

"Prime Minister Fangcao, a well-known peacemaker, has a gentle personality and doesn't like to fight. He immediately rushed to whitewash the peace when something happened. He must have surrendered when Zhenguanhou rebelled. Make him a king and persuade him not to rebel."

"Another sycophant who appeases traitors. When the world is stable, benevolent government is useful, but now it is a stormy and chaotic world. He is still doing this rotten good person. What is he doing? On the contrary, it makes the world even more uneasy!"

Meng Huan could feel the disorder of Lin Bozhou's breath.

"so serious?"

"Of course it's serious. In the past, Marquis Zhenguan was the only one who was grievous. Now that he has been crowned king, it has become a grievance for everyone in the world."

Lin Bozhou wasn't particularly angry, but more because he was so stupid that he laughed, "So what are they thinking?"

He had only been away for two or three months, and the court had done stupid things that he could not have done in his lifetime when he was regent.It's hard to imagine how cowardly the imperial court is now, it will be forced to retreat steadily by the Marquis of Zhenguan, and even show favor by being crowned king.

What does seal the king mean?Court approval.

If you rebel against the king, you are a weak persimmon, and there will only be more and more people rebelling.

Meng Huan's lips twitched, disappointed with the emperor, but he was still soft-hearted for such a big dynasty: "What if the court is in chaos? No one cares about it?"

Lin Bozhou picked up the novel just now.

He flipped through it with his fingertips, and his mood seemed to be stabilized: "Someone must be in charge."

"Who cares?"

Meng Huan thought in his heart that no one could compare to you.

"When the wolves fight, the wolf king is bound to be born." Lin Bozhou focused his attention on the novel, "This book is interesting to read, but I can't read it fluently just now, so I'll read it to you for my husband, okay?"

Meng Huan: "?"

But the topic was diverted.

Lin Bozhou held Meng Huan in his arms with one arm. Meng Huan held his wrist and tried to break free, but he couldn't open it. He had no choice but to blush and read a whole page of a love action novel in the correct tone of his husband.

The super astringent kind, I have to demonstrate it with him again.

…………

For the next two months, Meng Huan was busy painting for Lin Bozhou.

He and Lin Bozhou were right in guessing that more and more people were rebelling, and from time to time there was an urgent message from the military to let Lin Bozhou know that the court was like a punctured bag, and it began to leak everywhere.

But the flames of war did not spread to Guzhou, where Lin Bozhou's army was stationed here, and there was also the guard of the general soldier, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the opportunists had no courage or reason to rebel.

In his free time every day, Lin Bozhou spends most of his time beside Meng Huan drawing pictures, playing chess, and occasionally playing cards, and rarely going out for fun together.

Today, I decided to go spring hunting.

Outside the door, Shan Xing turned around holding the rein and asked, "My lord, when are you leaving?"

Lin Bozhou strode out from the door, the snow

Bai's mourning clothes were replaced by hunting uniforms, and he got on his horse: "Let's go."

In front of him was a tall and majestic horse, Meng Huan stared at it in a daze, a little afraid to climb up.

Lin Bozhou's voice sounded from behind: "Or take a carriage?"

"...No." Meng Huan shook his head, "If you tell me you're going to hunt in a carriage, then hunting is meaningless."

He stepped on the stirrups and tightened the reins and struggled to climb up. The horse was too high, and his wrist strength was not strong enough. He looked extremely fragile, and his face turned red after climbing up.

"..."

The corners of Lin Bozhou's lips lifted a little into a smile

He handed over a jug of water and said warmly, "Drink some."

Shan Xing directly looked at it with a smile: "Let's go early and return early? The beasts in the deep forest in spring are hungry, and they will lose weight after winter. It is dangerous to stay overnight. But if we don't go to those deep mountains and old forests, but only hunt pheasants in the wild, we may be late." Returned."

"..."

Ridiculously obvious.

Meng Huan couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Guzhou is a place where many ethnic groups live together, and the folk customs are strong. Lin Bozhou, the mountain traveler, and the guards of the palace have been in Guzhou since their mothers were born.

Meng Huan obviously didn't have the habit of horseback riding and archery, but he was very interested in riding and archery. Lin Bozhou organized a spring hunt similar to coaxing children, and took him to hunt pheasants. Although he couldn't hunt wild animals, it could make Meng Huan enjoy himself.

Hunting, wild, chicken.

They look down on these hunks at all.

Meng Huan borrowed the water bottle that Lin Bozhou handed over: "Thank you husband."

Lin Bozhou asked warmly, "Are you afraid of riding a horse?"

Meng Huan: "Don't be afraid."

Reaching out to straighten the horse's reins for him, Lin Bozhou said, "It's fine if you don't be afraid. I'll hunt some fat ones today and hit him in the face."

Shan Xing: "The villain is waiting for the princess to slap her in the face?"

Meng Huan: "..."

Gritting his teeth, Meng Huan unscrewed the kettle and took a sip.

The mountain to go to is in the east of the city, where there is a complex mountain forest with fertile water and grass, forests, hills and fields, rich in flora and fauna, and a mountain road in the middle leads to the only way to the east, and the terrain is steep.

Out of the city, I wanted to pat the horse and gallop, but the horse had to slow down when it encountered some ragged people along the way.

They hugged their children and pushed the scooters. Some of them sat down on the spot with disheveled beards and fed the children a few mouthfuls of rice soup.

For four or five miles, the number of poor people has not decreased at all.

Meng Huan tried his best to look into the distance, and found that there were still many people in scanty clothes, dragging their families and their mouths, pulling a cart to this side.

Meng Huan was a little surprised: "Is this the people of Guzhou??"

It's rare to see such a tragic situation in the city. Isn't Guzhou extremely prosperous under the management of the palace?If there are so many people living in no fixed place, what kind of wealth is it? !

Lin Bozhou also frowned.

The matter is a little serious, his eyes are cold and condensed: "Mountain travel."

"Yes, my lord, the villain can ask."

Yamayuki reined in the rope and jumped off the horse, walked to the old woman holding the child, and whispered.

After a while, he came back to answer, with a strange expression on his face: "My lord, these are not the people of Guzhou, but the people of Jincheng. A month ago, the general army of Jincheng rebelled, and the officers and soldiers suppressed the war. The people were displaced and had no place to escape. , I heard that the prince is in Guzhou, and they all went to Guzhou to find the prince and escaped."

Meng Huan: "Looking for the prince, are you running for your life?"

Why did you come to find Lin Bozhou to escape?

There was a kind of intolerance in Shan Xing's expression: "Shanhaiguan is also fighting, and the imperial court is in chaos. They don't know where to live. I heard that the regent who presided over the government for six years lives in Guzhou, and Guzhou is now under the rule of the prince. , live and work in peace and contentment, in order to survive, they all came here."

It turned out to be the case.

Meng Huan's heart couldn't help but rippling.

Unexpectedly, Lin Bo didn't look for the mountain, but the mountain rushed to him.

Staying away from the officialdom and retiring from the officialdom, but these common people regard him as the savior in their hearts and entrust their lives to him.

"Wow, wow, wow, mother, it hurts..." A dark-skinned child had bleeding blisters on his feet, and was crying with his face up because of the pain.

His mother put him in her arms and kissed his forehead, her face was full of pity and joy: "Don't cry, baby, we have arrived in Guzhou, this is Guzhou governed by the regent, we don't have to travel anymore, we have food There is something alive to eat..."

Both the mother and the child were so hungry that they were skinny and unkempt, but their eyes revealed the joy of looking forward to the future.

Inexplicably, monstrous sorrow surged up violently, causing Meng Huan's nose to ache.

A few steps away from him.

Lin Bozhou frowned, and the finger bones holding the rein turned pale blue.

He looked at the refugees, his throat trembled, and he looked up at the gloomy sky, with layers of shadows reflected in his eyes, his whole body seemed to be drenched by rain, and his whole body was filled with gloom. wet.

The horse paced in place, and he reined in and didn't take another step forward.

Shan Xing's heart beat straight: "My lord, what should I do now?"

Refugees have always been a liability.

They were robbed of their valuables and left homeless. They had nothing but a mouth to eat, a pair of rough hands, and a pair of old eyes.

In addition to bringing order and chaos, they will also take away jobs in peaceful areas, affect the living environment of the people in peaceful areas, and at the same time eat up tens of thousands of money from the yamen... Dealing with refugees has always been a troublesome thing, and many cities will choose Close the city gates and deny people entry.

"Let them go?"

Shan Xing made up his mind to say the hated words for Lin Bozhou, "Now the world is chaotic, and the prince guards Guzhou to keep one side peaceful. It is time to spend money urgently. Although he understands the difficulties of the common people, the prince also has the difficulty of the prince, and he supports the people for nothing. , no matter how big the family business can be, let them go?"

His subtext didn't come out.

Lin Bozhou wants to rebel, rebellion needs to raise soldiers, and raising soldiers requires money, who will give money to the people?Sometimes kindness is stupidity. Once a meat eater is stupid and dragged down, sooner or later he will be eaten to the bone!

I was happy to go hunting, but I didn't expect to face this kind of thing.

Meng Huan's throat rolled, and his fingernails dug into his palm to find tingling marks.

Shan Xing's words were harsh, but he didn't know what to say, so he turned his gaze to Lin Bozhou.

Lin Bozhou's brows and eyes were tinged with a little light, and he seemed to be thinking about it. After a while, he said: "Relief from work, let them build the Great Wall and city defense. At the same time, encourage land reclamation, and the land reclaimed by the family will not be taxed for 20 years."

Meng Huan's hanging heart suddenly fell.

The trip to the mountains is not unkind, but he wants to consider the overall situation for Lin Bozhou: "There are only a few thousand people in front of me, and the prince can still afford it. But if this opening is opened, can the princes of the people in the world afford it?"

Jincheng is close to Guzhou, and there are still a small number of people who fled, but now Dazong is riddled with holes, what will happen to the people who fought in other places when they escape?

Shan Xing painstakingly said: "Your Majesty, it is reasonable to sit and eat the mountain. It is not easy to make money in this world. I am afraid that no matter how strong Guzhou is, it will be exhausted..."

"okay."

Lin Bozhou spoke but had no room for maneuver: "There must be no mistakes."

This sound made Shan Xing shut up immediately, like a mute, his eyes looked at the people along the way.

Realizing that the atmosphere was silent, Meng Huan held the reins around the horse's neck: "Go back, we won't hunt anymore."

People can't bear others. Tens of thousands of refugees can't afford to eat under their noses. No matter how carefree and happy Meng Huan is, he really feels sorry for them.

Lin Bozhou didn't object: "Then we won't fight."

A group of people applauded and returned to the city, and the atmosphere was silent.

Not a long way to go,

Lin Bozhou turned his head and called to Shan Xing who was depressed: "You go back to the city quickly, and ask the magistrate to do something."

Shan Xing's eyeballs began to roll quickly: "What's the matter?"

"Ask the magistrate to write a letter to the imperial court. The letter said that the refugees in Jincheng were temporarily accepted by Guzhou."

Lin Bozhou's throat rolled slowly, and he spoke clearly.

"But the imperial court has to send money to Guzhou."