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

"Old General."

"Your Majesty."

General Zhang stood up and bowed to him.

Gu Ji hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him.

He has always admired General Zhang, and besides... he still has his daughter hidden in his heart, and he needs General Zhang to nod his approval for future matters.

But I don’t dare to make too big a mistake.

"I wonder why the old general invited me here?" Gu Ji asked.

"It's true that something happened. Today, the young prince went to my Zhang family to find the young princess. Now he is in the mansion and wanted to tell the prince specifically. By the way... there is one more thing I want to ask the prince."

General Zhang considered it for a moment and said, "I wonder what your prince thinks of the floods in the south of the Yangtze River?"

As far as he knew, the person sent to Jiangnan was his Gu Ji.

It's been more than a month now, but it hasn't been dealt with yet. This really makes me think too much.

Gu Ji didn't expect General Zhang to ask such a question and was silent for a moment.

"The emperor has kept me in the Xuanhe Hall today precisely for this matter."

Gu Ji felt that there was nothing to hide: "There was a flood in the south of the Yangtze River. The imperial court allocated funds for disaster relief, but it has not been solved yet."

"The local officials colluded with each other and embezzled the money for disaster relief. Mr. Chen, who was sent to provide relief, was assassinated and there was no news. If nothing else happens, the emperor's intention is to let me go to Jiangnan, investigate clearly, and give back to the people. justice."

General Zhang slammed the table and raised his eyes to look at Gu Ji: "Your Majesty, have you agreed?"

"I naturally agree."

If he doesn't agree, how can the emperor sit on his dragon throne with peace of mind.

The floods in the south of the Yangtze River appear to be caused by local officials embezzling disaster relief funds.

If there is no one in the court to support him, how can he dare to assassinate the court officials?

The emperor's move seemed to trust him, but he just wanted to take advantage of the flood in the south of the Yangtze River and use some tricks to prevent him from returning to the capital.

If he, the emperor's uncle who was the greatest threat to him, died in Jiangnan, he would not have the reputation of murdering the emperor's uncle, but he could also drag the prime minister into trouble.

This is simply killing two birds with one stone.

"In that case, I wish the prince all the best in advance."

"Old General, it shouldn't just be as simple as wishing me all the best." Gu Ji said with a faint smile.

At this time, he didn't have the indifference that he used to have to reject others.

When facing General Zhang, he would always restrain his momentum unconsciously.

"The young prince is in my house. It is said that...he crawled into my Zhang family through a dog hole. His clothes were dirty. The reason why he stayed here to wait for the prince was because he wanted to ask the prince when he planned to take the young prince away. Take it back?"

General Zhang said with a helpless smile.

"Huaizheng has always wanted a sister. Since he has already gone to the general's residence. It just so happens that I am going to the south of the Yangtze River. I will ask General Zhang to help take care of her these days."

Gu Ji had a smile on his lips and a hint of smile in his eyes.

"What?" General Zhang thought he heard wrongly.

Looking up, he saw Gu Ji's handsome and smiling face, and for a moment he couldn't figure out what Gu Ji wanted to do.

These are extraordinary times, and smart people will avoid the General's Palace and the Regent's Palace. As a result, the young prince went to live in the General's Palace for a long time. What do the people in the court think?

And what will happen to the emperor?

They would definitely think that their general had taken refuge in the regent and planned to support the regent in seizing the throne.

If this happens, I'm afraid that person will be so anxious that he jumps over the wall.

"General, have you ever thought that no matter how the general expresses his position, even if he hands over military power and returns to his hometown to retire, the person above him may not be able to feel at ease? That person is more suspicious than my father."

But he doesn't have the courage of his father.

"It's better to try to do the opposite and make him feel more at ease."

Gu Ji picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.

Looking up at him without saying anything, General Zhang fell into deep thought.

"It's getting late, and I have to go back to prepare for the affairs in the south of the Yangtze River. I'll ask Old General Zhang to take care of Huai Zheng's affairs. If he gets naughty and gets into trouble, the old general doesn't have to be merciful, just teach him a lesson like he taught his own grandson. "

Who is Gu Huaizheng?

He was the son of the regent, and he actually said that he would teach him the same way he taught his grandson.

Is the Prince Regent crazy?

No, the young prince must not stay in the General's Mansion. If he stayed in the General's Mansion, wouldn't it confirm the relationship between their General's Mansion and the Regent?

"Ada, when you go back, have the young prince's clothes collected and sent to the general's mansion. It will take two or three months for me, the young prince, to return to the capital."

Before General Zhang could refuse, Gu Ji had already stood up and walked to the door.

"My lord!"

Old General Zhang stood up and wanted to catch up, but was stopped by Ah Da: "Old General, please stop chasing me. The prince's decision will not change."

"My subordinates feel that it is better for the young prince to be in the general's palace than in the prince's palace."

Ada tried his best to squeeze out a smile on his cold face, but unfortunately, this smile turned very ferocious on his cold face.

Might as well not smile.

General Zhang was numb and looked at Gu Ji walking away.

He let out a long sigh, thinking about what Gu Ji said before leaving, and fell into deep thought.

So there was a chaotic scene in the General's Mansion. Two baby girls were chasing a big wolf dog all over the yard, followed by a group of people who were waiting carefully.

Madam Zhang was worried, fearing that the young prince might do something bad, and then the ten heads in the General's Mansion would be useless.

Madam Zhang was worried, fearing that the young prince might do something bad, and then the ten heads in the General's Mansion would be useless.

"Young prince, princess and other servants, don't run away."

Yunzhi panted and looked at the two people running so fast, and his whole body collapsed.

The young prince and the young princess, these two come together, and there is a dog, it is simply... it is not an exaggeration to say that they will cause havoc in the palace.

Mrs. Zhang looked at the two children, running and sweating, angry and laughing.

"Quick, stop and freshen up. It's time for lunch. You two little monkeys are about to overthrow the general's mansion."

He said disgusting words and smiled so hard that the wrinkles appeared on his face.

The house has not been so lively for a long time.

When she heard that it was time to eat, Gu Ruoruan stopped, but the young prince behind her bumped into her back and she fell to the ground.

The young prince also sat down on the ground. Fortunately, both of them were fine.

The servants who were serving him were so shocked that their hearts almost jumped out of their throats.

These two are little ancestors. If they get bruised or bruised, even if they have a hundred heads, they won't be able to compensate.

The two people, who had changed their clothes again, were picked up and sat on the dining table. Mrs. Zhang was in a very good mood today, and she gave them a chicken leg each with a smile.

"Grandma is so kind. Can I live in the General's Mansion from now on?"

Mrs. Zhang, whose smile turned into a chrysanthemum, shivered in fright and dropped the braised pork she had just picked up.

"Amitabha, the young prince cannot do it."

She is not worthy of being called a grandmother.

The little prince lowered his head, pursed his lips, and his face fell.

But, she is his grandmother.