Doting on your wife to no end: The evil regent is reborn and is too clingy

Shen Yangui looked at her with a smile, "As you wish."

Cheng Yijin took a half step back, folded his hands flatly, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and said solemnly: "May it be as the princess wishes."

Shen Yangui was very satisfied with this reaction and attitude, and told her about Enke in detail.

"Many heroes are fighting for supremacy, regardless of gender. This is a war without weapons. Are you afraid?"

Cheng Yijin looked up at Shen Yangui with a firm gaze, "No! I'm not afraid!"

"it is good!"

Shen Yangui held her hand tightly and said, "Next year! See you in the Golden Palace!"

Cheng Yijin bowed three times to express her gratitude, "Yijin will definitely live up to the princess's expectations!"

At the hour of Yin on that day, Princess Lin'an, wearing court dress, with her hair in a high bun and adorned with a gold hairpin, went out of the city with the little emperor and all the officials to welcome them.

At noon, gongs and drums sounded, and the commander and deputy commander of the imperial guards led the way and entered the capital with a formal carriage.

All the officials knelt down and shouted in unison: "Welcome to the Regent King, welcome to the Regent Princess——"

"Live a thousand years, my lord. Live a thousand years, my lord. Live a thousand years, my lord."

Mo Chengying and Shen Yangui each wore a dark-bottomed brocade robe with golden dragon and phoenix patterns. One had a colorful crown with tassels, and the other had a golden phoenix shining. The two held hands and stood in front of the carriage. They raised their hands left and right and said in unison:

"My dear ministers, please stand up—"

"Thank you, Prince Regent, and Princess Regent!"

According to etiquette, the Regent and his wife should bow to the young emperor. Princess Lin'an came forward and met the Regent and his wife alone. After a few words of greeting, the conversation turned from public to private.

"Your Highness and Princess have worked hard on your journey south. The palace has prepared a banquet to welcome little uncle and little aunt."

Since it was a private conversation, it meant that the little emperor had to bow his head.

The young emperor Mo Linchao has been a puppet since he ascended the throne. After Feng Yuqing passed away, he was completely sidelined. He was locked up in his own palace all day long and had nothing to do with state affairs.

Last year, as the monarch, he should have attended the grand banquet. However, Lin'an was not used to following the rules and relying on his position as regent, he simply announced to the public that the emperor was ill and did not invite him out.

The servants in the palace were used to looking at people and using them to their advantage, and even the emperor was not immune.

Mo Linchao was in a state of panic all day long. His brain, which was not very smart to begin with, became even less flexible and his temperament became more cowardly under the eyes of his servants.

Seeing the opportunity Lin'an had given him, how could he dare to take advantage of it? He immediately clasped his fists towards the Regent and his wife, bowed slightly, and followed suit, calling them "Uncle Emperor" and "Uncle Empress Emperor", thanking them for their hard work.

Mo Chengying smiled with relief and praised: "Lin Chao has grown up and become sensible."

Instead of addressing the emperor as the emperor, he even ignored etiquette and placed his hand on the emperor's head.

Mo Linchao did not feel any intimacy, he just felt his hairs stand on end and he bent his waist a little more to salute.

Or maybe Mo Chengying secretly exerted force to make his waist bend deeper.

An emperor of illegitimate bloodline was not ambitious all day long. Everyone around him hoped that the regent would take his place, but everyone turned a blind eye.

The few who couldn't stand it could only keep their opinions to themselves and not say anything.

The events of Lingzhou might not have been fully reported to the capital, but the events of Pingwu, Lizhou and Jizhou had long been known to everyone in the capital. When the imperial carriage entered the city, the people lined the streets to welcome it.

There is no problem with public opinion.

The hard work of this year and a half has not been in vain.

A dinner was held in the palace, which began at 3 p.m. After a parade through the streets, the little emperor was sent back to the palace.

Lin'an accompanied her to the Regent's Palace. After leaving Zhuque Street, she got on the carriage and began to report the major events that had taken place in the court over the past year.

"…I made a list and divided the court officials into three groups: those who supported the throne, those who opposed it, and those who were in the middle and watching."

Lin An handed over the list, "This is a part of it, please have a look, Your Majesty and Princess."

Since the Tang family case, the six forces in the court have turned to the regent. The military generals have always been under the control of Mo Chengying. He has a rough idea of ​​the situation.

Mo Chengying leaned back, took the list and handed it directly to Shen Yangui.

"Military officers need not worry, and as for civil officials and scholars, a rebellion will not succeed in three years, so whether it happens or not is not worth worrying about."

"Civil officials cannot stir up trouble, but their mouths and pens cannot be ignored."

Shen Yangui was flipping through the booklet. The officials in important government offices such as the Six Ministries, the Dali Temple, and the Censorate almost unanimously supported the Regent to ascend the throne.

"Now, there are only some old lords in the court and the country who are opposing it together." Lin'an said.

"These people are nothing to be feared."

"Aunt, don't underestimate these old ministers. Although they don't have any special abilities, their ability to stir up trouble is this."

Lin An gave a thumbs up, "He is really good at making people angry, but he can't be killed."

Mo Chengying raised his eyes lazily, "What can't be killed?"

Lin'an looked at his uncle, thinking that he was going to go crazy and kill him violently.

From a personal perspective, she agreed with both hands and feet because these people made her heart ache.

Shen Yangui's heart is as clear as a mirror. The nobles and old ministers only banded together to protect their own interests. Over the years, they were no longer as united as they were at the beginning.

In other words, as long as a gap is opened, this force will collapse.

And this gap is the Anyuan Marquis’ Mansion.

When the news came from the south, there were a lot of documents in Lingzhou. Shen Yangui did not read them carefully. He vaguely remembered that Li Zhou asked for instructions whether to kill him on the spot or escort him back to Beijing.

Shen Yangui closed the roster, looked at Mo Chengying and asked, "Is it him?"

"Yes."

Mo Chengying nodded deeply, "So the biggest problem we face is not the opponents, but the supporters."

"Wait a minute, why don't I understand a word you said? How come those who oppose are not a problem, but those who support are the problem?"

The couple's words sounded like the enemy's encrypted intelligence, and Lin An became more and more confused the more he listened. "Did I make a mistake?"

Shen Yangui laughed and said, "You are not wrong, you did a good job."

There was nothing wrong with Lin'an's list, she just didn't understand that supporting the regent to ascend the throne did not mean supporting the regent princess to ascend the throne.

They probably still have a long "verbal lawsuit" to fight with the civil officials.

Mo Chengying held Shen Yangui's hand and said, "Don't be afraid, I'll be with you."

Her uncle didn't elaborate, whether it was their private affairs or official matters of the court, she shouldn't ask about it.

This is the basic awareness that a princess regent should have, especially one who is devoted to survival.

Lin An drew circles in the air with his hands and said expectantly, "Since I have done such a good job, should you two return to the capital and let me go as I please?"

The carriage stopped at King's Landing. Poshan stood outside to remind people that they had arrived. The servants in the mansion lined up and squatted, shouting loudly:

"Welcome to the Regent and welcome back to the palace!"

Mo Chengying stood up and smiled without saying anything.

"Uncle, what do you mean by laughing? I have worked day and night without any holidays for more than a year, and I have been working like a slave for you. I have made contributions and suffered a lot. Now that you are all back, I don't ask for a reward, but I ask that you give me a way out. Isn't such a simple request acceptable?"

Lin'an was "crying and howling" in the sedan chair, and "throwing a tantrum," "Aunt, aunt, you have to make the decision for me!"

Mo Chengying turned a deaf ear to him and helped his wife out of the car, "Don't pay attention to her."

Shen Yangui had a smile on her lips. As she got off the carriage, she saw a black shadow flying towards her.