Chapter 290: An Iron Plate
If Mu Zi remembers correctly, the 100,000 army should refer to the sergeants stationed on the frontier, right? The frontier is thousands of miles away from the capital, and Mu Zi can't figure out what King Cheng wants to do with this 100,000 army!
Rebellion?
Mu Zi's lips hooked up a playful smile, according to her understanding of the Jin Dynasty, how muddy the water in the court hall of the Jin Dynasty was, how clear the military was.
First, the Anle Hou Mansion, which has had absolute control of the military for generations, and then the British Mansion that followed its aspirations, the Wu'an Hou Mansion.
The military of the Jin Dynasty was like an iron plate.
And this may be what the royal family cannot tolerate.
Mu Zi believes that judging from the degree of intrigue in the court now, the military of the Anle Hou Mansion, the British Mansion, and the Wu'an Hou Mansion can no longer interfere, and they will soon be calm.
It's just that if King Cheng wants to do something with military power, such as forcing the palace, I'm afraid it will be impossible.
Mu Zi was invited to a small building in the backyard of the Beauty Pavilion.
There are three small buildings like this, and the one where Mu Zi lives is the most western. The appearance of the three small buildings does not seem to be any different, and the arrangement is also in a straight line, but this small building in the west corner is the most difficult for outsiders to approach. Of course, this is talking about ordinary people. For martial arts masters, this little distance is just a jump.
Mu Zi calmly walked into the furnished room, the furnishings in it were not bad, although it could not be compared with the Hou Mansion, but it should also be the use of the wealthy households in Beijing.
Perhaps because there were still three hostages from the Marquis of Wu'an Mansion imprisoned in the heavenly prison, King Cheng did not send any secret guards to guard her, and only placed two of the most ordinary guards at the door.
In Mu Zi's opinion, this nursing home is not guarding her at all, but guarding the outside to prevent anyone from entering.
In the middle of the night, Mu Zi saw Uncle Zhang, who appeared in her room quietly, and did not feel any surprise at all.
"Miss, are you alright? How can I see you lose weight? Uncle Zhang asked with concern on his face.
"Uncle Zhang, I'm fine, you don't have to worry!" Mu Zi said with a smile.
"How can you not be worried? You don't know, those of us who can't eat or sleep well in the house are all worried about you, lest you be wronged! If Uncle Mu hadn't stopped me, I would have broken into the prison to see you! Still, I know he's right to stop me! I'm going to make trouble for you! Uncle Zhang, a man with five big and three rough faces, began to babble.
Mu Zi kept smiling and listened to him, until finally Uncle Zhang stopped himself, he smiled, "Look at me, just talk about this!" Uncle Mu asked me to tell the young lady to pretend to have a miscarriage when it was a good time, push this matter on King Cheng, hand a knife to the eldest prince and the second prince, and use them to deal with King Cheng! ”
Mu Zi nodded, "I think so too!" Mu Boke said, after dealing with Queen Cheng, how will the eldest prince and the second prince deal with it? ”
Uncle Zhang was asked, and tried to recall that when he was discussing that day, he said that he hadn't said anything about it? Seems to have said that? It's just that he doesn't have any impression at all?
"This ......" Uncle Zhang scratched his head in annoyance, "Why don't I remember?" ”
Mu Zi hurriedly said, "It's okay!" Dealing with the eldest prince and the second prince is a matter for the future, and then discuss it, don't worry! If there is news, Uncle Zhang can come over at any time! ”
"That's right! Miss, why didn't I have anyone when I came? Isn't this Chengwang's style? There won't be any ambush, right? Uncle Zhang suddenly asked with wide eyes.