Emperor Yongning looked at Zheng Ji standing in the hall, his brows furrowed, and his expression was obviously displeased.

The palace maids in the Zichen Hall were silent, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

"Changding, do you say it again? Do you know what you're talking about?"

Zheng Ji nodded, and said with a resolute expression, "Father, I want to choose one person from that group of edict soldiers and ask my father to agree!"

Emperor Yongning couldn't believe his ears, but he could hear it very clearly.

That group of edict soldiers, which batch this is talking about, Emperor Yongning knows very well.

After all, he had only sent a group of soldiers to the Martial Pavilion!

That group of soldiers in the edict prison, after Chang Ding proposed to go to the Martial Pavilion for training, he ordered Xue Gong to arrange for the Martial Pavilion to go to the Martial Pavilion for training.

One is to better understand the situation of Wu Ge, and the other is to monitor Changding and the Jiang family.

This group of people is nominally a prison soldier, but in fact it is composed of jailers, prison guards, and Fengchen secret guards.

This group of edict soldiers, after entering the Wu Pavilion, of course, attracted everyone's attention, but no one dared to say anything.

Everyone knows that this is the person sent into the martial pavilion by the emperor.

Under the instruction of Emperor Yongning, this group of edict soldiers acted very low-key, and the feeling of existence in the martial pavilion was extremely low, if no one deliberately mentioned it, I am afraid that many people would forget that there was such a group of soldiers.

If Zheng Ji hadn't mentioned this group of soldiers at this moment, Emperor Yongning himself would have forgotten about it.

Emperor Yongning never imagined that his daughter would dare to fight the idea of this group of soldiers!

Chang Ding wants to choose a soldier from among them, whether he is interested in the guards of the edict prison or the secret guards of Fengchen? It won't be a prison jailer!

Subconsciously, Emperor Yongning felt that it was Fengchen's secret guard.

How could a girl's family in Changding think of Fengchen Secret Guard? There must be someone behind him, this is the Jiang family trying to meddle in him!

Thinking of this, a killing intent instantly rose in Emperor Yongning's heart.

Fengchen's secret guard is the one who protects him, and he is the most trusted force around him, how dare the Jiang family think about these forces?!

He stared deeply at the people in the hall, and saw that she was still calm and calm, as if she didn't think it was a big deal, and her attitude made him suspicious.

He forcibly suppressed that killing intent and asked gently, "Changding, why are you thinking about picking people from that group of soldiers?"

Zheng Ji raised his head and replied with a natural expression: "Of course, I want to borrow the power of my father!"

She didn't feel that there was anything inappropriate, and continued to reply, "Father, Zhao Shuao has stipulated that the people in the team continue to come out of the Wuge soldiers, otherwise I can still choose people from the Changding rate. There are only two people around me now, and there is no big force behind them, I think, who in the whole world can compare to my father? I have to borrow from my father, but it's a pity that my father only has this group of soldiers in the Martial Pavilion."

In the end, she also said with pity, "It would be nice if my father arranged for more soldiers to be in the Martial Pavilion."

Listening to what she meant, it seemed that as long as there were soldiers arranged by Emperor Yongning in the Wu Pavilion, his family could choose at will.

Emperor Yongning remained silent, and his tone became gentler: "Changding, what kind of person are you going to choose?"

Zheng Ji said indifferently: "Anyone can be, as long as it is the group of soldiers that my father put in the Martial Pavilion, if I choose someone from among them, can Zhao Shuao still let me pass the selection of the field?"

"Anyone?" Emperor Yongning probed again.

"Yes, Father, anyone can do it. I heard that there were prison guards in that group of soldiers, so you can give me a jailer, father."

"Just a jailer?"

"Yes, Father, even if it is a jailer, who comes out of this group of people, it means that you are protecting me, what else dare others say?"

This time, Emperor Yongning was really confused.

He looked at Zheng Ji carefully and found no sign of her lying at all.

At this moment, Emperor Yongning was very sure that she really only needed a jailer.

Is it really that simple to borrow from him?

Seeing that Emperor Yongning didn't say anything for a long time, Zheng Ji urged as if he couldn't wait, "Father, do you agree? The team will be determined in August, and if you don't allow it, then I won't participate in the selection of the Martial Pavilion!"

This last sentence was obviously angry, because she was looking at Emperor Yongning with her eyes.

Emperor Yongning's mind wandered, and he glanced at Xue Gong behind him, and said, "Changding, since this is the case, then let Xue Gong pick a jailer for you."

He always felt that things would not be so simple, but since Chang Ding proposed that only one jailer was needed, he agreed.

As long as it's not Fengchen's secret guard, he can agree.

He also wanted to see what Changding, or the people of the Jiang family, were up to!

It just so happens that he can also put his own people next to Changding and see what is going on.

When Zheng Ji heard this, he immediately became happy, and said with a smile: "In this way, this hall will trouble Chief Xue."

Xue Gong moved the dust, bowed down and responded, "Your Highness is polite. Your Majesty, the slave will have the courage to choose a jailer for His Highness, right?"

Emperor Yongning nodded and said, "Go ahead, you choose a suitable one for Changding."

Xue Gong has been by his side for so many years, he doesn't need to look at him at all, he believes that Xue Gong will understand what he means.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Xue Gong lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, he understood what the emperor meant, and did not glance in the direction of Zheng Ji.

Zheng Jifeng's eyes were full of smiles, and he hurriedly responded, "Thank you, father! That's great, then there are three people around me!"

She didn't seem to care at all what kind of person Xue Gong would choose for her, as long as that person came out of this group of prison soldiers.

Soon, Xue Gong picked out a suitable candidate, who was a prison guard named Chu Feiyuan.

This Chu Feikite is already thirty-five years old, and his martial arts are not the best among this group of soldiers, but they are not the worst.

As for human nature...... That's not easy to say.

This person has been in prison for many years, and he is naturally not a gentle person, and his methods can even be regarded as ruthless, and he doesn't know how many dignitaries and nobles have been stained with the blood of his hands.

The edict prison is the prison of the Son of Heaven, it is a terrifying existence, Chu Feiyuan, as the edict jailer, of course, is to obey the orders of the Son of Heaven, but he is obviously not a good person when he gets the evaluation of "ruthless means".

Such a person happened to be chosen by Xue Gong.

Emperor Yongning didn't mean anything, but just asked Zheng Ji, "Yongning, what do you think?"

Zheng Ji waved his hand absently: "Father, you can do it if you think it's suitable, I don't have any ideas." By the way, Mr. Xue, this Chu ...... What fly, it doesn't look too ugly, right? All around the main hall should be pleasing to the eye." Z.br>

"Your Highness, he is already waiting outside the palace, why don't you see for yourself?" Xue Gong bent down and replied, seeing Emperor Yongning squint.

"Alright then, Father, can I meet him first?"

Emperor Yongning stroked his beard and said lightly, "Xuan."