Chapter 22 The Prince Regent who seized power is more ruthless than Daddy 22
Chapter 22 The regent’s father is ruthless when he seizes power 22
News came from the front line that bandits were emerging one after another.
You know, the regent was rushing back and forth to catch the bandits for days, like whack-a-mole.
By now, I was getting bored.
It is estimated that the bandits will soon be finished.
After Mangzhong, news came from the northern border: Beijiang raised troops to attack the northern border. The opponent was coming fiercely and needed support.
After hearing this, I thought to myself: It’s really not easy to be a villain.
At this time, he is probably on his way to the northern border, or even commanding operations in the northern border.
Where were the male and female protagonists at that time?
Thinking of this, Fushen suddenly realized that he had not paid attention to the news about the heroine Zhang Rourou for a long time. Where is her father?
The villain is gone and the capital's troops are weakened, so they won't be able to escape.
"System." Fuchen asked.
[Not here.] The system tone is very aggressive.
Fuchen has long been used to it, "Where is the heroine's flying wings, where is her father?"
[My legs have been broken by you, but you still have wings?]
[Since you chose the free mode, you can explore the specific plot by yourself. If you are given freedom, don’t ask for power anymore.]
Fuchen: "..." OK.
After that, there were no letters from the regent, and many news came from the north through the people.
The version has been revised several times and has become a legend. It has been passed down by the common people and storytellers as a mythical hero story before tea and after dinner.
The fighting is fierce.
For six consecutive months, the regent led his troops to fight without rest.
September passed by in a hurry, Beijiang troops retreated, and the regent's return journey was also scheduled.
The regent became so famous that he was nicknamed the "God of Killing". Some people even called him "the God of Protection" and "the Emperor".
Fuchen even heard some people directly shouting at the teahouse about the regent becoming emperor.
The army has already set off south to return to the capital. Calculating the date, it will be around September 9th when they will arrive in the capital.
The people spontaneously put up lanterns and streamers, danced dragons and practiced songs, in preparation to welcome the regent.
I was very happy after spending more than half a year studying in the palace day and night.
His wishes come true, and he wishes to return to his destination.
The regent wants nothing more than peace for the country and the people.
The housekeeper arranges general cleaning and welcomes the owner home.
Fuchen didn't respond and continued to study as usual.
The Queen Mother of the Royal Palace summoned: I wish to visit Princess Qianqian.
At the beginning and middle of every month, Fuchen had to go to the palace to visit the Queen Mother. On her face, the Queen Mother saw her son who had left home, and she missed him.
Fuchen didn't think much and went.
But this time, it was changed to the middle palace: the queen kidnapped her.
The soft sedan landed on the ground, which was the gate of the Central Palace.
Fuchen had no expression on his face and sat in the sedan for a while.
This calamity will happen sooner or later.
In the original plot, the regent also rebelled at this time.
One year's time has arrived.
Lifting the curtain, raising his feet, the floating dust raised a smiling face. Seeing the guards and the nun in front of the palace gate, he was surprised, "What is this? Isn't it the Fushou Palace?"
The lady in charge didn't lower her head, looking straight at Fuchen, "Go back to the princess, the queen has invited you."
His tone is neither humble nor arrogant, his eyes are like sharp knives, like a master.
"What's wrong with Grandma Huang? Is she sick?" Fuchen pretended to be well-behaved. He had a childish face and bright eyes, and looked like he didn't know much about the world.
"Back to the princess, the queen mother is fine. It's just that it's inconvenient to see you today. Please come into the palace." said the lady in charge.
That's good.
Fuchen glanced at the guards, there were more than twenty of them.
"Is there any milk? Every time I come here, there is milk." Fuchen pouted.
Grandma didn't respond, so she raised her hand to pull her away, but the follower grabbed her wrist.
After a year of training, Sui Ying's body and physical strength are beyond compare.
"Presumptuous!" Fuchen's face changed instantly, he took out a dagger and stabbed his wrist.
"Ah!" Grandma exclaimed, scratching the wound.
"A beast is also a match for this princess?" Fuchen burst out with a strong aura. "Come here! Cut off her hand for this princess!"
Suiying immediately drew his sword and carried out the order. He was stopped by the guards and fought with them.
Fuchen stepped forward and pulled out the beaten figure.
The guards did not dare to attack Fuchen easily and retreated one after another.
"The princess is so majestic! She dares to punish the people of this palace in front of the Central Palace!" came a voice.
In the palace gate, someone helped out a woman with phoenix eyes, sharp eyebrows, a crown of jade and gold, and a sharp aura.
Knives were about to fly out of his eyes. He glared at Fuchen fiercely.
Seeing this, Fuchen's mouth tightened, his eyes were filled with tears, and he felt aggrieved. He pointed at his grandma and complained, "She beat me and refused to give me milk."
Mammy opened her mouth to defend herself, "Mother, I don't have any."
The queen rolled her eyes and turned her attention to the nanny, "Palm mouth!"
Immediately, another nun stepped forward and slapped her three times.
Obviously the meaning of protection.
"Bring milk to the princess," the queen ordered, turning to Fuchen, "Princess, are you happy?"
No.
Fuchen raised a big smile and walked into the palace gate first. He followed, but was stopped by the guards.
Fuchen changed his face again and drew his sword to stab the guard.
The queen winked.
The guard let him go.
The queen didn't pay much attention to the two children.
Entering the middle palace, you were invited to the side room.
There are guards guarding the front and back of the house.
Pretend you didn't see any floating dust.
When he entered the house, he patted the table and swung his feet to ask for milk, not caring about the looks of the people around him.
The queen looked deeply at Fuchen, sometimes losing her temper, sometimes making mischief and asking for food. After all, he was just a child, and she couldn't look down on him.
The queen returned to her main room and ignored the children in the room. She was too lazy to pretend.
Soon someone brought milk into the house.
Fuchen drank milk and thought about how to entertain himself with delicious food and drinks these days.
During lunch, Fuchen and Suiying were eating at the same table. Their gazes were like those of a weasel seeing a chicken clinging to its body. Looking over, it was the prince.
The rice in my mouth lost a bit of flavor, so I took a sip and swallowed it. I turned my head around, out of sight.
Daddy knows that wasting food will inevitably lead to a beating.
"Do you know why you are here?" the prince asked.
"Isn't it good to eat and drink?" Fuchen said, without raising his head, while grabbing the rice.
The prince laughed out loud, "You have been kidnapped, my lord. We want to exchange you for the soldiers and horses in the hands of your rebel father."
Fuchen was stunned for a moment, then raised his head, with the innocence and confusion of a child in his big, ignorant eyes.
"Hahahahaha." The prince rubbed her head and walked out.
Fuchen:……
Did you come in specially to disturb her mood while eating?
Fuchen took a deep breath and continued to eat well.
In the last few meals, you should take good care of yourself.
The entire palace is guarded by at least three thousand guards.
Only the regent knows how many troops and horses are hidden in the regent's palace and the capital.
After dinner, Fuchen and Suiying played a game: find an object in the room that is more expensive than the other person's, and be able to accurately tell the valuation and source.
This is the basic content of the appreciation class.
The two of them played the game to this point.
The wing was very empty and there were no valuables.
In order to have fun longer, the two deliberately looked for more expensive items.
Start with the bowl on the table.
Fuchen: "Official-made porcelain bowl, white and moist, fired at Wanjia kiln in Qianzhou. Three taels of silver."
The shadow picked up the tea cup and looked at the cup body, "Produced from the same batch, painted with orchids with rhyming brush and ink, fired at Wanjia Kiln in Qianzhou. Five taels of silver."
Followed by: "Thin body porcelain, as thin as cicada wings, as light as floating clouds. Works by Wang Yun, a famous artist from the Ministry of Industry, two hundred taels."
Fuchen: "Splash-ink landscape painting, fishing on the Anmei River, painted by the Sanmei layman in the former dynasty, five hundred taels."
"Dragon's finger." A voice intervened, "Nine hundred and ninety-nine taels."
The two of them looked over and saw the prince again. He gave a thumbs up, revealing the real dragon finger in his hand.
This is a special royal ring, only the emperor and the prince can wear it.
Ring wrenches have a price.
Its symbolic meaning is priceless.
If we talk about price, how heavy the country is and how high the price is.
Fuchen was confused and asked, "Why nine hundred and ninety-nine taels."
The prince pointed his index finger at Fu Chen's nose, half-smiling, "Because a thousand words are heavier than that."
The "Qian Qian" title personally granted by the Prince Regent trampled on his imperial power.
Therefore, a real dragon's finger is not worth a thousand taels.
Fu Chen was confused on his face, but he knew in his heart: Prince, you are here to make trouble.
