Chapter 9: The Regent

"Niangniang, do you want to go over and have a look? Now that the emperor has left in a hurry, not only the pastries have been delivered, but the regent has entered the palace this morning, and he is afraid that he is still waiting for him in the Qinzheng Palace. ”

Qiu Yue couldn't help but smile when she saw what she was thinking.

"You also happened to see how Lord Regent taught the emperor."

Du Wanxi nodded and stood up directly.

"Then go check it out."

She also wanted to know what the regent who had been said to be in heaven looked like.

In his previous life, he died too quickly, and she suspected that it was Zhan An's hand.

Now it's time to see what kind of person this man really is.

If it's useful, it's okay to keep it.

didn't bring too many maids and eunuchs, just led Cui Niang, and a few little girls, and the group went to the Qinzheng Palace.

She wore a bright yellow dress with a phoenix embroidered on it, which is an iconic dress.

The people who knelt on the ground along the way came to the outside of the Qinzheng Palace, and the maids and eunuchs outside also knelt on the ground.

"Shh

She made a gesture: "The mourning family is just to come and see, don't disturb the emperor." ”

The chief eunuch nodded, got up from the ground, and stood beside him.

She lifted the curtain and walked in, and had barely reached the outer hall when she heard the voice of someone talking from the inner sanctum.

A voice was respectful.

A voice was calm and powerful, but it revealed the clear magnetism of a teenager.

The former is Zhan'an, and the latter should be the famous regent.

"Your Majesty, if there is a flood in the front, a plague in the back, and even an enemy army coming to attack, all crowded together, what should the emperor do?"

The regent asked, his voice languid, deadly lazy.

She almost thought of a man sitting on a soft couch and tilting his head to ask.

Zhan An hurriedly replied.

"Uncle Huang, my nephew thinks that the flood should be treated first, otherwise the flood will kill and injure more, while sending troops to suppress the enemy, there is no need to kill all those people, and it is okay to leave a few people to deter, after all, it is not a good policy for the country to fight and kill, as for the plague, there will be an outbreak of plague every few years, all of which are dead and wounded, and most of the people who go have not returned, so many dead and wounded, and many doctors have been broken, so there can be one or two to study how to deal with it, but at that time the plague has passed, so the nephew has the courage to think, Don't worry about the plague, if the imperial uncle allows it, the nephew will also throw those who have the plague into the enemy army, the enemy army will definitely treat the plague in order to cure it, and it would be good if we took the opportunity to steal the medicine. ”

Zhan An's voice was smiling, as if he felt that it was not difficult.

"Even if those people can't cure the plague, we can use this plague to wreak havoc on the enemy."

Du Wanxi's eyes were cold.

Plagues are not natural disasters, but they are not man-made disasters.

He was so ruthless that he threw his innocent people as weapons.

The lazy voice continued, but it was colder than before.

"There is some truth in the emperor's words, but they are inevitably unsatisfactory."

Zhan An hurriedly said: "Uncle Huang, how can you be merciful on the battlefield? They are soft-hearted, that is, they give the enemy a chance to take advantage of, and these people may not be able to save them, so they must maximize the use value, which can be regarded as allowing them to repay the nurturing grace of the land. ”

"What the emperor said makes sense." The regent seemed to be moved, but the next moment his tone changed: "It's just that the emperor is not ruthless enough, since the emperor has already said that being soft-hearted is to give the enemy an opportunity, so if it really comes to this point, then it should be done more ruthlessly." ”

"The flood in front of the road is closed, there is no need to deal with it, let the victims enter the city first, the flood is the enemy's road, if they want to come in, then they can only cure the flood, we will come to the urn to catch turtles, wouldn't it be happy?"

The regent was worthy of being a man who had been on the battlefield for a long time, and then said: "It is a clever means to kill the enemy with a flood, and in any case, the people are innocent after all, and they have already contracted the plague, which is already pitiful, how can you throw people out again?" Unless the people voluntarily go to the enemy camp, you must not do it. ”

Du Wanxi breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that this regent is still smart.

His statement is indeed true.

If it is really a professor for many years, I am afraid that Zhan An will not be crooked, but it is a pity that ......

Inside, Zhan An was still hesitant: "Uncle Huang, those plague victims can't be cured at all, if they really come back, it will be putting the lives of other people on the line, and the people will resent the Heavenly Family." ”

There was a "snap", as if someone's hand had been patted.

"You kid only knows one thing, you don't know the other, a child who is obviously very smart, but how can he become stupid when he talks about it."

The Regent said, patting again.

"Who told you to throw the plague into a pile of people? You won't throw it into an empty city? You only knew that leaving the victims in the city would make the people question the Heavenly Family, but you never thought that if you threw people into the enemy camp, it would also make people feel cold about the Heavenly Family. ”

Du Wanxi nodded.

If the people go to the enemy camp of their own free will, that is a good thing.

But if you don't want to, you throw these people over, and it becomes the act of a tyrant.

As soon as the wind blew, her long skirt floated to the stool next to her, and the skirt was embroidered with gold flowers, which was not light, and it made a crisp sound when it slapped on it.

It was only a moment before the curtain in front of him was lifted.

She stiffened.

Finished......

was discovered.

The man in front of him was dressed in a pale blue shirt, without any embellishment, without any ornaments, and his hair was all tucked in a golden crown, and it hung down to his waist behind him.

The figure is slender and the eyebrows are picturesque.

I thought that people who went to the battlefield should have rough skin, but he was like a delicate girl raised in specifications, and his fair skin made people jealous.

His eyes were like the sea, calm and clear and charming, he was risking killing intent, but when he came out and saw someone, he was stunned.

He's the regent, isn't he?

I had never seen it in my previous life, and now I saw it really shocking.

The regent's name is Zhan Jing, and he is the younger brother of the first emperor, so he should also call her sister-in-law according to his seniority.

"Sister-in-law?"

Zhan Jing shouted hesitantly, clenched his fists and bent down to salute.

Zhan An heard the voice and walked out after him.

"It turned out to be a mother, and my son thought there was some thief."

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Du Wanxi took a good posture and said with a smile: "I'm tired of staying in the yard, I just want to see how you are learning here, the mourning family has taken on the identity of your mother, and it is natural that I should take good care of you and teach you something." ”

I didn't have a relationship with the regent, and I didn't think this person would have much ability.

But now there is only a little noise, and this person is so vigilant, and he thinks that he has a good ability.

When she thought of what Zhan An said in her previous life, her heart was heavy.

This man is a narrow-minded man who does not allow anyone to step on the top of his head.

Even if it's his loved ones.

So it is very likely that Zhan Jing was killed by him and died violently?

She glanced at Zhan Jing without a trace, this person is so strong, he has not lost arms or legs for many years on the battlefield, can he die violently?