Jirgalang's eyes shrank when he heard this, and a trace of light flashed in his eyes, "This is the truth."

"Zhiyuan always tells the truth."

"Other than lies?"

"Yes." Chen Zhiyuan said without feeling any shame, "I don't tell lies to the prince... At least at this time today, what Zhiyuan told the prince was the truth."

"You really don't have the same relationship with Wu Zhengnan?"

"I believe the prince is already familiar with the battle in Tongzhou. Does the prince think Zhiyuan can still go back?"

Jirgalang sighed meaningfully and said, "I didn't realize that you are really a ruthless man! Well, I will accept your words for the time being... But I dare not be the title of Uncle King, so I have no intention of putting myself on the fire to roast."

Chen Zhiyuan said anxiously: "Although the emperor is not far from his power, he is still unable to rule. There must be many people in the court who covet this position. Instead of causing disputes, it is better to be no less than the prince, and it can be regarded as loyal to the Qing Dynasty."

Jirgalang pondered for a while, looked up and asked, "What did Ajig say?"

"Prince Ying has been persuaded by Zhiyuan."

"Oh?" Jirgalang said with a smile, "I still look down on you, then... what about Hong, Fan and others?"

Chen Zhiyuan replied: "If the prince agrees, Zhiyuan will visit the ministers one by one after another."

Jirgalang looked at Chen Zhiyuan for a long time, and said with a hidden secret: "Do you know that although some people can be good at everything, they can be in vain with you, and can even help you secretly... But if you really want to smash their meals, you are afraid that you won't let you go."

Chen Zhiyuan's face changed, and his heart was shocked, but then Chen Zhiyuan said indifferently: "If it is really as the prince said, Zhiyuan is not afraid. Compared with the pot where the food is smashed, living may be more important."

Jirhalang's eyes shrank and suddenly waved his hand: "Dorbo blocked the Northern Expedition Army, Ajige blocked the Daxi, the remnants of the Dashun Army, and the court blocked the northern tribes... You are really good at calculating, okay, as long as you convince Hong and Fan, the king of the royal family will straighten out... Go."

Chen Zhiyuan's face was happy and bowed and said, "The prince is wise... Zhiyuan is leaving."

“Let’s wait.”

"What are the prince's instructions?"

"You kid got a huge advantage. Why did you leave just by saying that?"

"This..." Chen Zhiyuan was shocked. He felt like a child squatting on the ground playing with mud in front of Jirgalang. This feeling scared Chen Zhiyuan.

Jiergalang glanced at Chen Zhiyuan and said lightly: "Tell Qian Qiaogong, who he is loyal to, I don't want to care about it, but if he loses Mimi, I will not forgive him if I am a ghost... Also, you kid are too eager for quick success and instant benefits in your work. If you have any difficulties in the future, don't expect me to wipe your butt!"

Chen Zhiyuan should be, but the shock in his heart is huge.

"It would be great if someone could pass the message to the south..." Jirgalang suddenly looked outward, as if he said to himself, "The two countries are fighting, each of them is their own. It is a duty. This is just a national hatred and selfless hatred... It really takes one day to kill them all."

Chen Zhiyuan's face began to become frightened, and he stared blankly at Jirgalang's old face full of ravines.

Jirgalang suddenly smiled and looked at him and said in a calm and steady manner: "It makes you laugh... Alas, I'm old and become sentimental... Tsk, it's okay, I just said casually... Just do your own thing."

Chen Zhiyuan's heart was stormy, but he couldn't speak anything, so he could only bow and say goodbye to his back.

Just after going out, Chen Zhiyuan was blocked by the master and servant of Mimi.

"Is she okay with the princess?"

"Okay...is that's fine." Chen Zhiyuan didn't know what he was saying, "She is pregnant... and takes care of her fetus in Yanzhou..."

Chen Zhiyuan wanted to slap himself in the face.

Sure enough, Mimi's expression became sad, and she said, "It's so good...congratulations to the prince."

Chen Zhiyuan said a little crampedly: "It's still early..."

"Is he okay?"

"Okay, okay...well, I haven't seen him for more than a month... You know, he went to Jiang."

"I know, I know, that's his home..." Two clear tears flowed down Mimi's face, "Can he... come back?"

"Uh...I really don't know." Chen Zhiyuan had the urge to escape.

"I'm sure I won't come back..." Mimi took a step forward and looked at Chen Zhiyuan's eyes, "Can your husband help me... bring him a message?"

"This...I can't do it, you know...I can't see him either, but don't worry, he should live a good life..."

"Of course I feel relieved. That's his home...but I... I'm afraid it's not easy to live."

Chen Zhiyuan finally ran away, even if it was rude, even if it was not his fault, even if... he didn't need to run away.

....

In Wuying Hall.

The Empress Dowager, plus the three kings and ministers, were reporting the matter, and the atmosphere was a bit solemn.

"...The most important thing at the moment is not the confrontation with the Yixing Dynasty, but the Prince Ying who hoarded troops in the capital..." Hong Chengchou was a little annoyed. He finally settled Dorgon, but he didn't want to have another Ajige. What's the matter?

Fan Wencheng looked dead and said calmly: "The soldiers come to block the enemy, and the water comes to cover the earth... Prince Ying holds his troops to respect himself, as long as he doesn't take action, he will let him go... On the contrary, the northwest has decided at first, but after this battle, I am afraid that I can't suppress it anymore. In my opinion, it's better to withdraw the army back to Xi'an, consolidate and accumulate momentum, and plan for future action."

Bumu Butai's face was dark, "Is there no way to save it? Is the foundation that the late emperor has worked so hard to hand over to others?"

Among the four, I'm afraid only Xiao Fulin was happy. As soon as Dorgon died, his call for power suddenly arose. As long as he could rule, Fulin would be able to work hard to govern and recreate his father's brilliant martial arts. He was full of confidence.

As for Ajige and his army, in Xiao Fulin's opinion, if it is not a problem, he can be more arrogant and domineering than Dorgon? No matter what, he doesn't have to respect others as his father, right?

Fulin was serious and spoke solemnly: "I... thought Mr. Fan's words were reasonable and withdrew the army from the northwest. Everything will be solved."

These words surprised Hong Chengchou.

"Emperor!" Bumubutai shouted in a suppressed voice, "This is the foundation created by the late emperor. How many lives and silver have the imperial court filled in the northwest? How can he let go just by letting go?"

Fulin's face darkened and he stood up and said, "Since my mother is confident, she must have no shortage of good strategies to solve the problem. Then please make a decision... I am tired, so let's take a step first."

After saying that, he really left.
Chapter completed!