Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 22
According to the news from the front line, bandits came one after another.

I also know that the regent has been rushing to catch the bandits for days, going back and forth.Like whack-a-mole.

Right now, it's annoying.

It is estimated that the bandits are almost finished.

After Grain of Grass, news came from the northern border: Beijiang raised troops to attack the northern border, and the opponent was coming fiercely and needed support.

After hearing about it, Fu Shen thought to himself: It's really not easy being a villain.

At this time, he was probably already on his way to the northern border, or even commanded the battle in the northern border.

Where was the hero and heroine at that time? ．

Thinking of this, Fu Chen suddenly realized that he hadn't paid attention to the news of the female advocate Rourou for a long time.Where is her father?

The villain is not here, and the troops in the capital are weakened, so they won't be able to escape.

"System." Fu Chen asked.

[Not here. 】The system's tone was very aggressive.

Fu Chen has long been used to it, "The heroine's flying wings, where is her father?"

【The legs were broken by you, how about the wings? 】

[Since you have chosen the free mode, you can explore the specific plot by yourself.Give you freedom, don't ask for power anymore. 】

Fu Chen: "..." All right.

After that, there was no letter 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 is passed down by the people and storytellers as a mythical hero story before and after tea and dinner.

The fighting was intense.

For half a year in a row, the regent led troops to fight without a break.

September passed by in a hurry, Beijiang retreated.The return journey of the Prince Regent was also dated.

The regent became famous and won the title of "Killing God".Some people even call "protector god" and "emperor" directly.

Fu Chen even heard that some people were shouting directly in the teahouse about the Prince Regent becoming the Emperor.

The army has set off south to return to the capital.Counting the date, it is about September [-]th to the capital.

The people spontaneously put up lanterns and festoons, danced dragons and practiced songs, preparing to welcome the Prince Regent.

I am also very happy to study Fuchen for more than half a year in the palace day and night.

Get what you want, what you want.

What the regent wants is nothing more than peace and prosperity for the country and the people.

The housekeeper arranges the general cleaning and welcomes the owner back home.

Fuchen didn't respond, and continued to study.

The queen mother of the palace summoned: I hope to visit Princess Qianqian.

At the beginning and middle of each month, Fu Chen has to go to the palace to visit the Queen Mother.The queen mother saw her son who had left home on her face.Block people and think about people.

Fuchen didn't think much, and went.

It's just that this time, it was changed to the middle palace: the empress hijacked her.

The soft sedan landed on the ground, which was the gate of the Zhonggong Palace.

Fu Chen expressionless, sat in the sedan chair for a while.

This catastrophe, sooner or later.

In the original plot, the regent also rebelled at this time.

The time of the year has arrived.

Lifting the curtain, raising one's feet, the floating dust raises a smiling face.Seeing the guards and the nanny in charge in front of the palace gate, she was surprised, "Why is this? Isn't it Fushou Palace?"

The nanny in charge didn't lower her head, she looked straight at Fuchen, "Go back to the princess, the queen is here to invite you."

His tone was neither humble nor overbearing, his gaze was like a sharp knife, like a master.

"What's wrong with the imperial grandmother? Is she sick?" Fuchen pretended to be obedient.Tong Yan eyesight, the appearance of ignorance of worldly affairs.

"Go back to the princess, the queen mother is fine, but it's inconvenient to meet you today. Please enter the palace." The nurse in charge said.

That's it.

Fu Chen glanced at the guards, there were more than twenty of them.

"Is there any milk? Every time I come, there is milk." Fuchen pouted.

Mammy didn't answer, she raised her hand and was about to pull, but Sui Ying grabbed her wrist.

After a year of training, Suiying's body and physical strength are incomparable.

"Presumptuous!" Fuchen changed his face instantly, took out the dagger and stabbed at his wrist.

"Ah!" Mammy exclaimed, scratching at the wound.

"A bastard, is he also a match for this princess?" Fu Chen burst out with a powerful aura. "Come here! Cut off her hand for the princess!"

Suiying immediately drew out his sword and carried out the order.He was stopped by the guards and fought with them.

Fuchen stepped forward and pulled out the shadow of being beaten.

The guards didn't dare to attack Fuchen easily, and retreated one after another.

"The princess is so majestic! You dare to punish people in this palace in front of the gate of the palace!" A voice came.

In the palace gate, a woman was helped out, with phoenix eyes and small saber eyebrows, crowned with jade and gold, with a sharp aura.

Knives are about to fly out of his eyes.He stared fiercely at the floating dust.

Seeing this, Fuchen shrunk his small mouth, tears were about to drip, he felt wronged, pointed at the nanny and complained, "She hit me. She didn't give me milk."

Mammy opened her mouth to defend, "Madam, there are no servants."

The queen rolled her eyes, and turned her gaze to the nanny, "Slap your mouth!"

Immediately another nun stepped forward and slapped her three times.

Obviously protect the meaning.

"Bring milk to the princess." The queen ordered, turning her head to ask Fu Chen, "Princess, are you happy?"

No.

Fuchen raised a big smile and walked into the palace gate first.Followed by the shadow, was stopped by the guards.

Fu Chen was about to change his face again, and drew his knife to stab the guard.

The queen winked.

The guard lets go.

The queen didn't pay attention to the two children.

After entering the central palace, he was invited to the wing room.

There are guards guarding the front and back of the house.

The floating dust is completely invisible.

Entering the room, begging for milk by patting the table and shaking his feet, not caring about the eyes of the people around him.

The queen looked deeply at the floating dust, lost her temper for a while, and made a fuss for food.After all, it's a child, she still doesn't like it.

The queen went back to her main house, ignoring the children in the house.I don't bother to pretend to be superficial.

Soon someone brought milk into the house.

Fuchen drank milk, thinking about how to treat himself with delicious food these days.

During lunch, Fu Chen and Sui Ying were eating at the same table, a pair of eyes like weasels saw the chicken sticking to their bodies, and looked over, it was the prince.

The taste of the rice in his mouth was a little less, he sipped it and swallowed it.Turn your head around, out of sight.

Wasting food, Dad knew, a beating would be a must.

"Do you know why you are here?" the prince asked.

"Isn't it good to eat and drink?" Fu Chen said, without raising his head, he ate his food.

The prince laughed, "You have been hijacked, my lord. We want to exchange you for the soldiers and horses in the hands of your rebel father."

Fu Chen was stunned for a moment, then raised his head, the innocence and confusion of a child could be seen in his ignorant eyes.

"Hahahahaha." The prince rubbed her head and walked out.

Floating dust: ...

Did you come here on purpose to disturb her mood for eating?
Fu Chen took a deep breath and continued to eat seriously.

In the last few meals, treat yourself even more.

There are at least three thousand guards guarding the entire palace.

Only the Regent knows how many soldiers and horses are hidden in the Prince Regent's Mansion and the capital.

After dinner, play a game with Fuchen and Shadow: Find an object in the room that is more expensive than the other party's, and be able to accurately tell the valuation and source.

This is the basic content of the appreciation class.

The two played the game here.

The wing room was empty, without any valuables.

In order to play longer, the two deliberately found a little more expensive items.

Start with a bowl on the table.

Floating dust: "Official porcelain bowls, white and moist, fired in Wanjia Kiln in Qianzhou. Three taels of silver."

Picking up the teacup, Suiying looked at the cup body, "It was produced in the same batch, painted with orchids, and it was fired in Wanjia Kiln in Qianzhou. Five taels of silver."

"Qianzhou Wanjia teapot... seven taels."

"Rose handkerchief, Yangzhou Jinyuniang Embroidery Workshop...Ten taels."

……

Grope all the way to the museum shelf.

Accompanying photo: "Porcelain with a thin body, as thin as a cicada's wing, as light as a floating cloud. Works by Wang Yun, a famous artist from the Ministry of Industry, 200 taels."

Fuchen: "Splash-ink landscape painting, a picture of fishing in the Dark Plum River, painted by Sanmei Layman in the former dynasty, 500 taels."

"Dragon finger." A voice intervened, "Nine hundred and ninety-nine taels."

The two looked over, and it was the prince again.He gave a thumbs up, revealing the real dragon finger in his hand.

This is a special royal ring finger, only the emperor and prince can wear it.

There is a price for a finger wrench.

Its symbolic meaning is priceless.

In terms of price, how much the country weighs and how high the price is.

Fuchen was puzzled and asked, "Why nine hundred and ninety-nine taels?"

The crown prince pointed his index finger at Fuchen's nose, with a half-smile, "Because the word Qianqian is heavier than it."

The title of "Qianqian" personally conferred by the Prince Regent stepped on his imperial power.

Therefore, a real dragon finger is not worth a thousand taels.

Fuchen's face was ignorant, but he knew clearly in his heart: Prince, you are here to find trouble.

(End of this chapter)