The Regent was unhappy again.

Early in the morning, before dawn, His Highness the Regent got up and went to the martial arts training ground in the royal palace, and practiced the guards and personal guards to shout.

Qin Tianhua is the one who is being tortured the most.

When the Regent left the martial arts venue to go to the morning court, Qin Tianhua lay on the ground exhausted.

The good brother Du Hongmiao came over and patted Qin Tianhua's violently undulating chest.

"Third brother, why are you angry with Your Highness?" Qin Tianhua found fault as soon as he came to the martial arts field and practiced the people to death.

Qin Tianhua wiped his face in a complicated expression.

He muttered, "The task assigned by Your Highness has not been completed."

Suddenly, a sudden thunder fell on Qin Tianhua's head.

"Hey, look at my bad temper. Even if you don't complete your mission, you deserve it if you ask Your Highness to practice it!"

Qin Tianhua was speechless.

"What task, you can't complete it. Let me tell you, brother, I will help you think of a solution." Du Hongmiao became curious immediately.

The master's task of finding people is not a secret, so it's okay to tell your brothers to listen to.

"Look for someone."

Du Hongmiao became more interested now, and he didn't care about the dust on the ground in the martial arts venue and sat on the ground, "Oh, there are still people that Your Highness can't find? Don't tell me that Lao Du is a woman."

Qin Tianhua rolled his eyes, "It's indeed a woman."

Hearing this answer, Du Hongmiao's eyes lit up, "Tell me about any kind of woman you can think of, your highness!"

If His Highness, the thousand-year-old iron tree, can bloom, will be accompanied by his wife in the morning and do some physical and mental exercises early in the morning, and their subordinates can also comfortably hold their wives in the quilt. It would be a good thing to think about it!

"Oh, don't mention it, it's just a farm girl, and those eyes are pretty."

But apart from those eyes, he didn't know what he looked like, and only knew that he was there in Jufeng Restaurant, otherwise he wouldn't be unable to complete the task.

Du Hongmiao twitched his mouth, and he really didn't agree with his master's strange aesthetic.

He sighed, his tone exuded a different kind of melancholy, "When will our highness find a princess..."

The Regent, who was being gossiped by his subordinates, was always dark and scared away many civil and military officials in the imperial study.

Eunuch Wei was also trembling after following him. He sighed in his heart that his highness is too strong and needs to be nourished and harmonized by Yin energy.

Suddenly, His Highness, who buried his memorial, raised his noble head, "What's going on in the Yongxing Marquis' Mansion?"

Eunuch Wei, who had reacted, immediately replied: "Yesterday, the prince of Yongxing returned to the mansion, he did not go out again. He sent a letter of worship to the General's Mansion in Zhenguo early this morning."

The Regent's deep eyes flashed, and a cold and hard smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Unexpectedly, the weak little prince was still a little smart and knew that he would find a big mountain to rely on him at this time.

Unfortunately, the mountain is declining for a long time, and it is probably not long before it collapses.

Eunuch Wei was thinking about the master's thoughts. Soon after, he asked carefully, "Your Highness, do you want a servant to send someone to obstruct me?"

"No need, let him mess with it."

The Yongxing Marquis Mansion, which had lost the Yongxing Marquis, was actually not afraid of him. Those who had changed his position to him now would be opposed by those old ministers.

It would be better to take advantage of the yellow-mouthed child, his little arms and legs. He probably didn't know the process of the Censorate and let her do it. I wonder if she couldn't make any trouble.

He suddenly looked forward to the child's appearance of reporting the situation of the Censorate in front of him every day with fear.

Sigh, life is too boring, it’s good to have some fun!

Eunuch Wei could only swallow the rest of the words into his stomach.

It is said that women's hearts are needles under the sea. From his perspective, his master is the needle under the sea.

Two days ago, I was determined to kill the little prince, but now I agree to her inherit the official position...

Eunuch Wei felt that he was extremely miserable. He really was with the king like a tiger!

The General's Mansion of Zhenguo.

Mrs. Zhenguo moved to the General's Mansion early this morning.

The mansion was uninhabited for many days, and it was not until yesterday that it was arranged according to the preferences of the wife of Zhenguo.

Sitting on the kang in the flower hall of the General's Mansion, the wife of Zhenguo listened to her guard's report and slapped the table next to her with a strong palm, which made the teacup on the table sound.

"It's outrageous. You dare to attack under your nose!"

When everyone in the flower hall saw that the wife of the country was angry, they were all buried in their heads and did not dare to show off their grandeur.

"Is there anything wrong with the little prince?"

The guard who reported below quickly said, "Go back to the old lady, the young prince is smart, and he escapes a disaster, but he has no worries about his life."

Mrs. Zhenguo breathed a sigh of relief and waved to the guard, "Go check, who can move your hands and feet."

The guards took the order.

At this time, Madam Zheng, who was serving the wife of Zhenguo, spoke: "Old lady, don't blame me for being too talkative. Could it be that?" As she said that, she pointed at the sky with her finger.

It's funny to say that Dayan is not referring to the little emperor sitting high on the throne, but the regent who holds great power.

Mrs. Zhenguo snorted coldly, "Who else can you be except him!"

Madam Zheng had no choice but to shut up. It seemed that the old lady knew much more than her.

The master and servant were talking, and the maid's voice came from the door.

Soon, the felt curtain in the flower hall was lifted open, and a girl from Tingting Nana came in.

The girl was supported by the maid and wore a purple violet dress, goose yellow armor, and a large piece of purple vine flowers embroidered with the hem of the skirt. However, the girl was slim and pale in her face. Even if she applied makeup, she could not stop her sick look.

The girl looked at her only fifteen or sixteen years old, holding the Ropa with her slender fingers, and entered the flower hall. When she saw the wife of Zhenguo sitting on the top of her head, she smiled.

"grandmother!"

Mrs. Zhenguo had a cold expression a moment ago, and immediately looked kind when she saw the delicate girl.

"Awei, why are you coming out?" As he said that, he actually wanted to get up and help his granddaughter.

Madam Zheng quickly helped the girl to sit down next to Mrs. Zhenguo.

"Grandma, Awei is bored in the room, so she wants to go out for a walk and see her grandmother."

Mrs. Zhenguo's expression was gentle, and she gently stroked the girl's thin hair. "Now the weather is getting colder and colder. Awei cannot be so willful. She should pay attention to her own body."

"Don't worry, Grandma, Avi is very sensible."

Jiang Zhongwei is the only bloodline left by the eldest son of Mrs. Zhenguo.

The eldest daughter-in-law was stimulated to find out that her husband died in battle during pregnancy and gave birth prematurely.

This leads to Jiang Zhongwei's congenital deficiency at birth and has always been weak and sickly.

If the Jiang family had not had a strong family background and the wife of Zhenguo was good at managing it, I'm afraid Jiang Zhongwei would not have been able to save her life when she was young.

Originally, they should have moved into the General's Mansion when they came back from Hubei, but because of Jiang Zhongwei's weakness, they settled in the suburbs of Beijing and moved here until this morning.

"I just saw that there was a guard out, but what happened?" Jiang Zhongwei's voice was soft, making people feel very comfortable.

Mrs. Zhenguo sighed, "It was the young prince of Yongxing Hou who my grandmother met at the foot of Guiyuan Temple the day before yesterday."

Jiang Zhongwei took a breath, "Is it the Shen family brother?"
Chapter completed!