The news from Fuyou Hall quickly spread to Jiaofang Hall.
Queen Su was so disgusted that she felt as if she had swallowed a fly. After reading half of the book, she threw it to the ground with a snap.
Muzhi glanced at her and signaled all the palace people to step back. Then she picked up the book and sent it to Queen Su, while whispering: "My queen, please calm down."
"How could I not be annoyed?" Queen Su, who had always been a good-natured woman, was really angry. She gritted her teeth and said angrily: "He likes beauties, so I sent people to Yangzhou and spent a lot of money to buy the best thin horses to serve him.
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"There are more than sixty concubines with rank in the harem, and there are countless concubines without rank."
"If you're not satisfied with this, you'll reach out to your niece-in-law. It's absolutely shameless!"
Muzhi hurriedly patted Empress Su on the back and sighed in a low voice: "I know that the empress is unhappy. But the emperor has had such a temper since he was a child. When he was the prince, he had to restrain himself a little. Now he is sitting on the dragon throne.
, This world belongs to the Emperor, who can stop the Emperor?"
Not to mention having an affair with his nephew and daughter-in-law, even if he brought the crown prince of Yingchuan into the palace openly, it would just give the people something new to talk about.
The courtiers will not go into war and remonstrate just because of this matter.
"The Jin Dynasty is currently fighting everywhere, and even Jun'er has led the army to Jizhou. The emperor still wants to have fun!" Empress Su almost broke her silver teeth: "God is really blind. How can such people do this?
I can sit on the dragon's throne."
Mushizi was frightened when she heard this. She quickly glanced around to make sure that all the palace people were far away and could not possibly hear Queen Su's whispers. Then she secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Your Majesty is in the palace, so you must be cautious in what you say and do. This
If you want to talk about it, just say it occasionally in front of your slaves, but never let it pass into the ears of a third person."
Empress Su nodded feebly and leaned on Muzi's body. It took a long time to cheer up: "Go to Prince Yingchuan's palace and pass on my instructions to Prince Yingchuan and Princess Yingchuan to stay in the palace and not to come out at will.
Move around.”
I can't stop it, so I just keep it out of sight.
Mushizi responded in a low voice.
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At the moment, the ministers and people are focusing on the war. A mere crown prince entering the palace will not cause any trouble. Everyone mentioned it in private, smiled tacitly, and let it go.
After Zhao Xiyan found out about this, she frowned.
This prince of Yingchuan obviously has an agenda. A shameless person who is willing to give away his own wife, who knows what he will do in the future.
"Miss, the Crown Prince has sent someone to deliver a letter." Yuhan smiled and came in holding a letter.
Zhao Xiyan frowned, took the letter, and opened it immediately.
It has been less than half a month since Xu Jing left Beijing. During the march, it was quite inconvenient to send letters. This is the first letter Xu Jing has written back.
This letter has more than a dozen pages. The first ten pages are devoted to expressing feelings of longing for him, and only in the last two pages does he talk about the suppression of the Imperial Guards on the road.
Zhao Xiyan smiled knowingly.
Xu Jing is usually lazy and mischievous, but now he went out with the army and showed his talents for the first time, and the results were unexpectedly good.
After reading the letter back and forth three times, Zhao Xiyan put the letter away and put it in a small box beside the bed.
Seeing the smile on her master's lips, Yuhan was in a good mood, and laughed softly: "Miss, is the journey going smoothly for the Crown Prince?"
Zhao Xiyan smiled and hummed: "When the army is dispatched, the small bandits dare not approach at all. It's going very smoothly now."
After a pause, he sighed softly: "In another half month, the army will arrive in Jizhou. Bandits are everywhere in Jizhou and civil unrest continues. I only hope that once the army leaves, people will be calmed down immediately."
Zhao Xiyan is not the only one who is worried about the army.
Gao Pingping quickly came to the door.
Gao Pingping, who has an upright personality, has been in a gloomy mood recently because of the war in Jizhou. He sat opposite Zhao Xiyan with a frown on his face.
Zhao Xiyan cheered up and comforted: "Sister Gao, don't worry. Marquis Zhongyong has led the army for many years, and he has fought more battles than you and I have eaten. Losing a battle for a while is nothing. The imperial army went to reinforce, His Highness the Crown Prince
If you go there in person, you will be able to quickly calm the hearts and minds of the people and the army. Maybe, you will be able to win the battle and return to Beijing soon."
Gao Pingping sighed: "My father, eldest and second brothers are all in Jizhou. As soon as my mother heard that Jizhou was defeated, she would be frightened and cry a few times. The two sisters-in-law also cried often. I was really depressed at home.
This is why I came to talk to you."
"This time it's really hurting you. The wedding date has been postponed for half a year because of this."
Zhao Xiyan said softly: "The country is not stable. Even though the prince and I got married as scheduled, we still haven't lived a stable life. It can't be said to be a drag."
This is true.
Gao Pingping sighed again: "That's all, I won't talk about these useless nonsense anymore."
"My father hasn't written a letter home for a month. I don't know what is going on in Jizhou now."
Speaking of the war, Zhao Xiyan's heart was heavy.
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In the next half month, Jizhou battle reports were sent to the capital one after another. The cavalrymen who quickly sent the battle reports to the capital were either disgraced or covered in blood. Even ordinary people could tell that the battle was a failure.
If there was a big victory, there would never be news like this.
Empress Su took the lead in reducing the harem's expenses by 50% and led the concubines and concubines in the harem to make military uniforms. This virtuous move attracted praise from everyone.
As for Emperor Yongming, he finally could not withstand the tremendous pressure and issued an order to suspend the construction of the imperial mausoleum, squeezing out 200,000 taels of silver from the Ministry of Internal Affairs as military pay.
The Secretary of the Ministry of Finance, who was so anxious that he was about to hang himself, could finally breathe a sigh of relief and sleep for an hour or two at night.
Half a month later, the imperial army finally arrived in Jizhou.
Marquis Zhongyong, whose left arm was hung with a bandage and his face was pale, led his eldest son and second son and dozens of military generals to greet His Highness the Crown Prince.
The prince had been riding in the carriage for a month, and his face was paler than the injured Marquis Zhongyong. When he got off the carriage, Xu Jing calmly held the prince's left arm. The prince did not make a fool of himself in public.
"Hurry up, Lord Zhongyong."
The prince stretched out his hand and gave a weak support, his voice was very gentle.
Marquis Zhongyong was full of shame: "It has been almost half a year since the last general led his troops to Jizhou. Instead of quelling the civil unrest, he has been defeated one after another. The Xiaoqi camp suffered heavy casualties, with as many as 30% killed and seriously injured. All the last generals are incompetent.
I am truly ashamed of His Highness the Crown Prince."
The prince sighed: "Civil chaos is like wildfire burning a prairie fire. How can I blame you?"
When Marquis Zhongyong heard these words, he suddenly felt sad and burst into tears.
He had been fighting for half his life, and he had never felt so aggrieved. The mobs died one after another, one after another. No matter how brave the soldiers under his command were, they could not help but fight for several months without sleep.
Five or six of the Gao family's nephews and descendants stayed in Jizhou forever. Even he himself was injured by a stray arrow ten days ago.
