The queen picked up the book again, and her slender fingers flipped the pages, making a rustling sound.

Her eyes were always focused on the pages, without any change.

After a while, she replied calmly: "Of course I want it. I heard that her son went to the northern border and had grown a lot. So let me see how Xiaojiu grew?"

The confidant nanny smiled knowingly: "Do you want to talk to the Grand Master?"

The queen didn't raise her head: "Of course I want it. Now my father is doing his job for His Majesty. What I want to do? After passing the process with my father, it will be reasonable for His Majesty to see it."

The confidant nanny raised a cold curve on her lips: "But Empress, Your Majesty has always favored Your Highness Nine. If Your Majesty knew that we were attacking Your Highness Nine, would you blame the Empress?"

The queen understates: "If he really spoiled Xiaojiu, he would not have indulged Xiaojiu's actions. At best, Xiaojiu is just a toy in his eyes."

"When I am happy, I can exude cheap fatherly love in front of Xiaojiu, and when I am unhappy, I can throw it away at will. This is why I have always tolerated Xiaojiu."

"Because I know Your Majesty's thoughts, as a king, fatherly love is different from ordinary people. As the saying goes, love is deep and harsh, the more harsh he is, the more he has high hopes for that child."

"Besides, why are the nanny confused? Why do we need to let people know that our target is Xiaojiu? Isn't it enough to follow His Majesty's wishes?"

The confidant nanny patted her mouth: "I'm so confused."

The queen put down the scroll, took a pen and wrote a few names on the paper. She handed the paper to her confidant nanny and ordered: "Send it to my father and tell her that these people are available, and my father will understand."

After saying that, the queen stopped speaking and leaned on the book in a quiet manner.

She was planning a person's death just now.

In this deep palace, people who are swaying at the thighs are often not ruthless characters.

Those who look pure and harmless are the female Rakshasa who really eats people and does not vomit bones.

The queen has never been caught in a mistake for decades, which is enough to show her mentality.

Finally, the queen closed the book with a "poor": "Bai Mingwei, it's such a pity. Such a good talent is the one that Your Majesty wants to get rid of. If it can be used by this palace, it will definitely be a great help."

"It's a pity that such a good talent is going to die in the fuel of our palace. Alas, I can only blame her for being born at the wrong time, but she is Bai Weiyong's granddaughter."

The confidant nanny didn't say anything, but took the book and put it in front of the queen: "Empress, you have read that book many times. How about changing it?"

The queen's slender fingers gently stroked the four big words "Sun Tzu's Art of War": "A good book is not tired of reading it thousands of times."

As he said that, the queen handed over the "Sun Tzu's Art of War" to her confidant nanny: "Help me hand it over to the prince, tell the prince that he will read this book well in the mansion after all, and that I will take the exam to teach him at that time."

The confidant nanny leaned over and then asked, "Is the Empress worried that Your Highness will not be able to calm down?"

The queen nodded slightly: "I am good at everything, but there is one thing that is just like His Majesty, that is, I can't hold my breath."

"I am worried that he will be confused and get involved in this matter. At that time, the gain will be more than good, so let him study hard and not take any blind eye on these things."

The confidant nanny responded one by one, and then ordered someone to send the list given by the queen to Qin Fengye.

When Qin Fengye saw the list, he couldn't help feeling very happy: "I am worthy of being the Queen! I think so thoughtfully. With these help, my plan will definitely be twice the result with half the effort!"

After saying that, Qin Fengye picked up the brush and made a harsh stroke on the name of Zhao Qingyuan, the magistrate of Qingzhou.

The ink poured the paper through, revealing a hideous deep mark.

The eldest son bowed and asked, "Sir, Your Majesty has agreed to mobilize the power of the garrison army in this matter. At that time, tens of thousands of troops are in hand, and Bai Ming will not escape even if he has a wing. Why would the Empress send these people here?"

Qin Fengye was in a good mood, so he explained to Changsui endlessly: "Those tens of thousands of troops sound like a lot, but they may not be easy to use."

"Those two thousand Jinwu Guards are a good example. To be on the safe side and ensure that one blow will be hit. In addition to the men promised by His Majesty, we must also have our own people."

"Only in this way can we better control the situation and send our own people to make up for it in places where tens of thousands of troops are not able to reach."

As he said that, Qin Fengye put his pen down and looked like an eagle: "This time, I don't believe that Bai Mingwei can turn the danger into safety and escape the disaster!"

Chang Sui gave a thumbs up: "I am worthy of being an adult. I am here first. Congratulations to you for getting what you want. Congratulations to you for killing the Bai family!"
Chapter completed!