The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

If you go back to the prince, you still have to take a breath, Ling Shi'an said hurriedly, while pursing his lips and smiling, He has a lot of secrets in his mouth. If they are all cleaned up, the subordinates will naturally be reluctant to let them go. He dies.

That's right, Zhong Mingzheng breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Ling Shi'an again, Did you find out any great secrets recently?

This subordinate is about to report to the lord, Ling Shi'an was so busy that he put away the smile on his face, then whispered into Zhong Mingzheng's ear, and then whispered, The first emperor...

Is this true? Zhong Mingzheng was stunned, his chest heaved and heaved, obviously frightened.

No mistake, it's already at this time, and Jiang Jinwan never dared to make it up, besides, it's a big deal, Ling Shi'an said hurriedly, frowning again, and the time is right , Hasn’t the prince always wondered why it was not King Pingxi who had a louder voice, but Long Live today? This is the answer.”

If that's the case, Zhong Mingzheng let out a long breath, I can understand why King Pingxi didn't return to Beijing for more than 30 years, and why my father used my uncle to provoke a big case for 20 years. .”

My lord, do you think this matter... can be used? Ling Shi'an said hesitantly, This matter is the top secret of the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty. If it can be used, I will not worry about the Lord Long Live helping you become the master. Donggong, but if it is not used properly, I'm afraid... catastrophe is imminent.

I understand, Zhong Mingzheng nodded, and said in a deep voice, Let me think about it.

yes.

By the way, how is Cheng Zi's military training going? Zhong Mingzheng asked Ling Shi'an again.

My lord, everything is going well, Ling Shi'an said with a smile, with the Zhao family standing in front of us to shield the eyes of the Long Live Lord, everything we do will go smoothly.

This time, the Zhao family really sacrificed a lot, and they went all out for the sake of this king. By using gossip and gossip to attract father's idea, we can free up our hands to train soldiers. Father keeps telling me not to be Zhao's leader. Puppet, hehe, if he knows how the Zhao family did their best to assist this king, he might not be able to say such a thing again, Zhong Mingzheng said with emotion, paused, and then said to Ling Shi'an, If It's not that the situation is at the end of the mountain, this king will not take risks, and you will continue to give this king a good time.

Yes, this subordinate obeys. Ling Shi'an hurriedly bowed in response.

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The eighth day of December in the thirty-three year period of Jiasheng

Ning Guta.

Nanshan Bieyuan.

The location of Jianjun Prince's Mansion has been selected, but there is no way to start construction for the time being. Ninggu Pagoda is too cold in winter. , but it is possible to conscript the soldiers of the county prince's mansion first. After Zhong Mingwei and Fang Zuotang discussed it, four days ago, a conscription notice was posted on the outer wall of the magistrate's yamen, and Pang Yi and Kong Wenmin were in charge. One hundred soldiers were prepared, and today they were brought over to Zhong Mingwei and Meiya for the purpose. After all, they were soldiers, and they would be responsible for the safety inside and outside the palace in the future. Zhong Mingwei was worried if he didn't go through it himself.

It's only been a few days? Meiya tilted her head and asked Zhong Mingwei while eating the muffin, It's freezing cold, who would rush out to read the conscription notice of Lao Shizi? Why are you blinking? In the blink of an eye, a hundred people have been recruited?

It's not for ordinary people. The recruiters are all Lianjiazi. Naturally, the guards in the magistrate's yamen know that we are recruiting soldiers, and naturally their relatives and friends know it too. Of course, there are not many of them. They are short of family members, and they all come from clean families, so we are recruiting soldiers from among these people, so naturally it won't take much trouble, Zhong Mingwei explained to Meiya, while eating the last bite of muffin in his hand Putting it into his mouth, he said to Meiya vaguely, I'll still eat sponge cake tomorrow morning.