Chapter 20 The Power-Seizing Prince Regent Dad is Ruthless and Ruthless 20
Chapter 20 The regent’s father is ruthless when he seizes power 20
While recovering from illness, I was studying painfully. Every day and every night, I had to light candles and stay up late to study.
But no matter how late it was, the light in the study next door never went out.
Sometimes I would wake up in the middle of the night and hear the dispute between the staff and the regent in the yard next door.
It was like this for several days.
During dinner, Fuchen ran over and ate and listened. The regent didn't mind her eavesdropping, and the staff didn't avoid her either.
After listening for a long time, I heard the outline: the enemy Beijiang took advantage of the weakness of the "cleaning up corrupt officials" campaign led by the regent, and used hidden details to maliciously provoke rebellions in many places.
The purpose is only to weaken our country's military strength.
In the summer, when the water is clear and the grass is beautiful, the sheep are fat and the horses are handsome, the soldiers of Beijiang become strong and strong, and they can break through the northern defense line in one fell swoop.
The purpose is clear, and the staff are fighting to the death over the combat ideas.
Some people say: "Troops are raised in many places, but the forces are small, so local suppression is enough."
Immediately someone jumped up and pointed at his nose and said: "Rebellion places are all places where corruption is serious. Financial resources are short, new officials have not yet taken office, and the people are displaced. Expecting the locals to solve it by themselves is tantamount to wishful thinking. It will fatten the pig!"
Someone added, "If the local area is not good, we can borrow troops."
The angry young man just now was like a machine gun: "Where can we borrow troops? All the people in the country who are good at fighting are on the border. Which border line dares to borrow troops and send them abroad? Why don't you just open the country's gate to welcome the enemy into the city?"
"Master Wang, don't be anxious. This is not a discussion." Someone tried to smooth things over.
"Discussion is about having a proper and correct plan. Everyone has their own opinions and complement each other to achieve perfection. It is not useless nonsense." Mr. Wang refused to give in, and the machine in the painting was still sharp.
"Eat the food one bite at a time. The plan is coming step by step." The person who smoothed things over said slowly, "If you need soldiers, we have them."
Listening to these people quarreling and bickering was much more interesting than simply listening to the teacher talk about the games between different countries in class. Fuchen listened with great interest.
Mr. Wang counted his fingers and said, "The defense forces outside the capital cannot move;"
"The southwestern army has allocated a team to the southeast to suppress the corruption movement, and the strength of the troops is tight;"
"Piracy broke out along the southeastern coast. The Southeastern Army was lost for half a month, but it still fought against the pirates. It couldn't come back within a month."
"The northern border is bordered by Beijiang. We don't dare to touch it with any soldiers. We still need to fill it with troops."
"Tell me, where did the soldiers come from?"
The smoothie smiled and looked at Fuchen, who had been eating and watching a show, "The princess has soldiers."
"Ahem, cough, cough." Fuchen almost choked, her food stuck in her throat. She was watching a show nearby, so why did she get so angry?
I patted her back and poured water for her.
He gulped down a mouthful of water, barely holding back his cough. Fuchen's eyes were red and he looked at the regent.
The regent was silent, his eyes like a torch, like an eagle standing on the top of a cliff, looking down at its prey.
"Master Wang, have you forgotten? There are no regular troops, but our prince captured a group of private troops some time ago and placed them in the princess' fiefdom. They have been doing the work of building a mausoleum." The man looked at Fu Chen, "The prince ordered them to obey orders.
Princess, protect the safety and honor of the princess."
Fuchen looked at the regent in confusion. The regent still held his chin with one hand and remained motionless. Only his eyes moved towards her. His indifferent gaze gave him confirmation.
Fuchen was stunned.
The troops that originally belonged to the heroine became hers.
And the so-called safety and glory are the glory and safety after death, right?
Combined with the villain's abnormality at the time, they were afraid that the reason for her "death" would be in the hands of these troops. She died, so they swore to guard the mausoleum to the death. They were even buried with her in the mausoleum.
For a moment, Fuchen felt depressed.
The regent is not good at expressing himself, and he is also awkward. The emotions under the tip of the iceberg are deep feelings that one dare not look at directly.
The deep love between father and daughter.
"I can go over and tell them to capture the bandits."
Three thousand people is not too much, not too much. It is barely enough to deal with bandits.
"Who leads the troops?" Master Wang asked, unconsciously turning his head to look at the Regent.
The regent spoke, his voice as low as a muffled drum, "I will personally lead the troops. The princess will accompany me to the state, and you will be asked to cooperate with me."
The final word.
Only then did Fuchen realize that his tomb in this life was in Yizhou.
Yizhou is the hometown of this group of private soldiers, so it would be good to protect their hometown and protect it.
Fuchen nodded to show his cooperation.
The matter was finalized and the horses were quickly prepared to set off.
The carriage is too slow.
The floating dust wrapped up layers of clothes. He was picked up by the regent and placed in front of him. He hugged the person with one hand and drove the horse alone.
Riding on a horse and riding a carriage are two experiences between heaven and earth.
Fuchen experienced the feeling of having his butt submerged for two days.
Entering Yizhou, someone immediately recognized him and said, "This is our princess. Everything in Yizhou belongs to you."
Fuchen's eyes widened and he looked at the Regent.
The regent explained, "Send out your portrait and we will get to know each other."
Fuchen: So I keep posting photos of my daughter on WeChat Moments every day, and people still have to see them.
The team rested in the princess's mansion.
Fuchen observes his own house. The main hall is spacious and grand, with integrated furniture and elegant atmosphere; the backyard garden has high mountains and long rivers, waterside pavilions and pavilions are scattered in an orderly manner; the trees on the roadside hide the fragrance of flowers, and when you look up you can see the fruits, and when you look down you can see the blossoms.
Gardening is a lot of work.
Going to the main courtyard, I saw a two-story attic standing high. When I entered the courtyard, the layout of the roads and even the positions of the trees were exactly the same as my Nuanxiang Pavilion.
The archway in front of the door is also the "Nuanxiang Pavilion".
Judging from the paint color of the house, it is bright and bright, and it is obviously newly built.
At that moment, Fuchen stared blankly. He didn't dare to raise his head and didn't need to ask what was going on.
There are many things, needless to say.
Some emotions are self-evident.
"Is there a Luoying study next to it?" Fuchen asked.
The regent lowered his eyes and looked at Fu Chen with a calm gaze, "Yes."
How do you feel about building an identical boudoir for your daughter’s house?
Fuchen hugged the regent and rubbed his waist.
After the New Year, she grew a little taller.
The Prince Regent picked her up and took her to the academy next door. The furnishings in the room were exactly the same as those in the Prince Regent's study.
If she is safe and sound, and comes to live in the princess's mansion from Ji Li Mansion, I'm afraid she won't have any problem getting used to it.
Fuchen ran to take a look at other places in the mansion. There was also a stage in the mansion, where you could build your own theater troupe to watch the show.
Walking along the outer wall, it is no smaller than the palace.
There is really a boy in the belly of the royal concubine. When he becomes the heir, he may not have the same magnificence as in her palace.
After resting for a while in the evening, we rode to the outskirts of the city early the next morning.
The mausoleum is not far from the princess's palace, but the mountains are high and the roads are rugged, so the horses cannot run fast. The journey is not far, and we only arrived at noon.
The entrance to the mausoleum is on a mountain col and is heavily guarded.
There are soldiers and horses patrolling the nearby mountains and forests, and mountain people are not allowed to enter.
Arriving at the tomb entrance, the team was already moving bricks and stones to build the tomb wall.
Normally, as long as an emperor lived, his tomb would take long to be built. The longer he lived, the more exquisite and noble his tomb would be.
She has only been four months old, and she has already passed the stage of "digging the mountains and digging the soil".
As expected, there is strength in numbers.
Three thousand soldiers dug tombs, and the imperial mausoleums were not treated like this. A few hundred craftsmen were already a luxury. Thousands of them would be impeached by admonishers, as recorded by historians.
That is to say, this group of private armies is not known to outsiders.
When the soldiers saw Fu Chen, they knelt down and kowtowed, "See you, Princess."
He did not meet the regent next to him.
Fuchen looked at the regent. He said nothing and let her make the decision.
Fuchen was not polite and said to the leader, "Give me the order to gather everyone and follow my father to surrender the bandits and resist the troops."
