A palace full of cannon fodder reads my heart, and ladies are killing each other indiscriminately

[Hey, is this going to be soft or hard? 】

Gu Ruoruan couldn't help but worry about her uncle.

After all, Zha Zhalong is still the emperor. If he disobeys him now, his uncle will inevitably be charged with disrespecting the emperor.

Zhang Shaoqing smiled bitterly.

In the eyes of the emperor, the Zhang family is just a servant who comes and goes when called upon.

In this way, their guilt for taking refuge in the regent disappeared along with Gu Yan's attitude towards the Zhang family.

"The emperor told Wei Chen so, so Wei Chen had no choice but to recommend someone."

Gu Yan showed an expression that was indeed the case.

Zhang's wings are stiff.

"Tell me, who is this talented person?" Gu Yan asked urgently.

"It's a young general beside Wei Chen, named Feng Cheng."

Zhang Shaoqing said.

A young man in green clothes standing behind him came out.

His gentle appearance does not look like someone who came out of the military at all.

【Feng Cheng~】

Gu Ruoruan blinked at the stars.

I am familiar with Feng Cheng.

[Feng Cheng is a big shot~]

Is Feng Cheng a big shot?

Not only the Zhang family's father and son's eyelids twitched, but also the other princes and princesses' eyelids twitched very much when they heard this.

Everyone couldn't help but tense up to welcome the next big news.

He pricked up his ears and waited for Gu Ruoruan to say how great Feng Cheng was.

"If the emperor feels that he is not good enough, he will let the person originally appointed play."

Zhang Shaoqing saw his little thoughts.

What does the emperor want to do?

He was the one who forced him to recommend him, but now he has made the recommendation and doubts it.

"Ahem, if that's the case, let him go."

Although Gu Yan was suspicious, he coughed to cover up his embarrassment.

Gu Huaijin and the others are still waiting to hear what Gu Ruanruan has to say.

Until Feng Cheng entered the ring, he didn't hear Gu Ruoruan's thoughts.

It just scratches my heart and lungs.

All Gu Ruoran's eyes were attracted to the arena, so she could not continue to complain.

Feng Cheng looked helpless, looking small, pitiful and bullyable in front of the tall Dijon man.

The strong man from Dijon raised a pair of eighty-pound iron balls and hit him hard.

Feng Cheng took advantage of his more flexible body to avoid attacks again and again.

Throughout the arena, pieces of wood were flying. Half a quarter of an hour later, Feng Cheng had been dodging and had no backhand strength.

"Haha, Rude is indeed my number one warrior in Dijon. Your Majesty, you are going to lose this game again."

Prince Dijon drank a glass of wine in one go and laughed.

As he laughed, the fat on his body trembled.

Gu Ruoruan pouted her lips, turned her head away in disgust, and whispered to Yunzhi to go back and boil more hawthorn water to remove the oil.

Gu Yan didn't look good, and he regretted listening to Zhang Shaoqing's words.

Looking at Zhang Shaoqing, Zhang Shaoqing always had a smile on his face and was full of confidence.

With so many people around, he had no choice but to suppress his anger.

If they really fall to the point of ceding the city, he will punish them more severely.

"Ruanruan, will we win?"

Gu Yunhe nervously grabbed the handkerchief and asked Gu Ranruan in a low voice.

"Second Emperor Sister, don't worry, we will win."

Gu Ruoruan nodded firmly.

The sound of milk purring almost has an unquestionable tone.

"Haha, you are not a big man, but your tone is not small. I want to see how you, a weak warrior, defeated me, the number one warrior in Daliang?"

"Of course you use your eyes to see it!" Gu Ruoruan rolled her eyes and retorted unceremoniously.

"Little Princess Daliang's tone is really serious. Do you want to make a private bet with me?"

The calculation flashed in Prince Dijon's eyes.

It has been three days since I came to Daliang.

The mysterious person who has been secretly passing Daliang's secrets to them has never appeared.

Maybe we can use this snarky little girl in front of us to find the mysterious man.

"A bet? Yes, what do you want to bet with me?"

Gu Ruoruan suddenly became interested and couldn't help but stand up and ask.

The interaction between the two suddenly attracted everyone present.

"Yun Yu, don't mess around."

Gu Yan, who was already in a bad mood, saw that Gu Ruoruan actually disliked Daliang at this time. He, the emperor, was not embarrassed enough.

After being provoked by the Prince of Dijon with just a few words, he immediately shouted angrily.

"Eighth Emperor Sister, this is a matter within the court, and the harem is not allowed to interfere in politics. Sit down quickly and don't cause trouble to your father."

Gu Yunluo, who was sitting next to Gu Yunhe, was secretly happy when she saw Gu Yan was angry.

"Sister Four Emperors, what are you talking about? When did I get involved in politics? This is a matter between me and Prince Dijon. If you are too busy and want to meddle in other people's business, just shut up..."

Don't make me slap you.

"Sister Eight Emperors, how can you guess my thoughts? I am also doing this for your own good. How can you...how can you not recognize a good heart?"

Gu Yunluo's eyes were red and she looked at Gu Yan innocently.

Gu Yan's face turned dark.

He looked at Zhang Shaoqing and his son.

From beginning to end, the father and son seemed to be deaf in both ears.

"Gu Yunyu~"

"Father, why are you anxious? The Prince of Dijon came to our Daliang as a guest. Since he offered to play with his daughter, how could the daughter refuse to fight? Doesn't it make the Dijon people feel that we Daliang people are all weak? Can you let them handle the eggs?"

Gu Ruanruan's temper also suddenly came over.

The more you refuse to give in, the more you want the nest.

"Haha, not bad, not bad. Emperor Liang, aren't you afraid?"

Prince Dijon stood up with the help of several maids around him, walked to the middle, burped and looked at Gu Ruoruan.

Gu Ruoruan also walked out, and the little man stood beside him, just like...the difference between a big mountain and a small mound.

"I...why are I afraid? I'm just..." Gu Yan was just trying to find an excuse when he heard a loud noise.

Feng Cheng, who was being chased and beaten just now, unexpectedly gained the upper hand and defeated Dijon's number one warrior, unable to resist.

Falling from the high platform.

It caused a burst of cheers from other people watching the competition.

Gu Yan looked at the first warrior of Dijon who fell to the ground, and subconsciously looked at Zhang Shaoqing.

Zhang Shaoqing smiled at each other and raised his wine glass towards Feng Cheng in celebration.

"Oh, I won."

Gu Ruoruan covered her mouth and looked at Prince Dijon proudly.

Prince Dijon's face was as dark as ink, and he looked at the first warrior who was helped back, like a puppy that had done something wrong, with his head hanging down, not daring to look at him.

"It's just a draw, there's still one round left, how about we let your Prince of Daliang enter the ring?"

Gu Huaiyu's face turned pale.

He has never been good at martial arts, how could he be the opponent of the Dijon people.

It's just...this Dijon man is so shameless.

Prince Dijon had a sarcastic smile on his lips.

The mysterious man had long told them that all the princes in Daliang were useless, and the only healthy one now was the sixth prince, who was only six years old and could not hold a big position.

If Emperor Daliang dies, Daliang will have no successor.

Gu Ruoruan was also shocked.

Trying to remember this scene in the plot?

Could it be that her little wings were flapping too much?