After rebirth, the regent thought about the following crimes every day

Boom——

The ground shook, and a big rock suddenly rolled down from the top of the woman who was about to be rescued halfway. If it hit her, she might be dead.

Mo Yanzhuo didn't hesitate, raised his hand and grabbed a wooden board and put it on his back to protect the woman.

"Your Majesty!"

Yun Cong ran over anxiously and was extremely anxious when he saw the regent who was buried under most of the stones and sand.

After removing the stone and digging up the soil, they discovered that the black plain clothes Mo Yanzhuo had specially put on were covered in dust, his hair was messy, and his embarrassed appearance was very different from his cold and dusty temperament.

"My lord, are you okay?"

Mo Yanzhuo shook his head: "No problem."

In order to see His Highness properly, he would not let anything happen to him.

Yun Cong couldn't believe it. How could there be no injuries at all when such a big stone fell?

But at this moment, the prince would not let him waste time by checking his pulse.

Mo Yanzhuo said, "Look at her, she was injured a second time. Has her injury been aggravated?"

Yun Cong squatted down to check his pulse, while others gathered around to clean up the stones and sand.

Fortunately, the woman was restrained and her life was not in danger.

After hearing Yun Cong's confirmation that she was fine, Mo Yanzhuo nodded, ordered people to dig out the person quickly, and went to inspect other places.

In his and Jun Changque's memories, and in subsequent reports from various places, the places that were most miserable when the earthquake occurred did not have as many victims as the number of victims reported to the court in the previous life because of the timely rescue.

And the worst of the earthquake has passed.

Temporary houses have been set up, and the necessary items have arrived one by one. Truckloads of supplies marked with the word "que" enter the eyes of the people who have escaped.

Mo Yanzhuo looked at the people who were gradually full of hope after seeing the supplies, and said loudly: "This is the supplies that His Highness Prince Zheng sold off many of his assets and found someone to borrow money in his name to send to the people affected by the disaster. Zheng Your Highness is so benevolent and righteous, how could God bring down a natural disaster because of His Highness Zheng Wang? It’s just a heart-rending act by a thoughtful person who is not used to His Highness Zheng Wang, so you don’t have to worry.”

"This king is here, that is, His Royal Highness King Zheng is here. He has always been thinking about your safety."

"We cannot erase His Highness Zheng Wang's contribution because of unwarranted things."

The people had recently watched Mo Yan Zhuo take the lead and lead his men to rescue the people affected by the disaster day and night, and they believed in his words.

When there is someone to rely on, they can clearly see hope. If there is no one for them to place their hope on, they will believe in God.

At this time, their faith is only the one who keeps them alive.

This is Jun Changque, this is Mo Yanzhuo.

It was all the people who worked day and night to save them.

"What the Regent said is that when a natural disaster occurs, we need to work together. Now only His Highness Prince Zheng is willing to do everything to rescue us. Naturally, we cannot let those bad guys get their wish."

"We will follow the regent's instructions and get through this."

"Prince Zheng is a thousand years old, and the regent is a thousand years old."

The shouts gradually became one, and the morning light greeted everyone's faces.

Mo Yanzhuo was thinking about Jun Changque in his heart, hoping that His Highness could see with his own eyes the people's faith in him.

He will leave His Highness' kindness step by step in the hearts of people everywhere.

As for myself, I will only be a follower of His Highness.

mid-November.

The soldiers and civilians have been trapped in the continuous heavy snow for a month, and all food transportation to northern Xinjiang has been stopped. Moreover, several granaries in northern Xinjiang have been buried by the heavy snow, which means that the food left is not enough for so many people in northern Xinjiang to survive.

When the rice that was eaten twice a day gradually turned into porridge, people began to panic unconsciously. Some people tried to run towards the capital, but were not treated as deserters and punished by military law. Instead, they froze to death in the heavy snow.

News about Northern Xinjiang not only reached the capital, but also reached the hands of Ur of the Yi tribe.

What I heard was the news that the soldiers and civilians in northern Xinjiang were preparing to withdraw southward.

In other words, only some soldiers were left to defend the city, and the rest were mainly concerned with the disaster. The continued march north to fight against the Yi tribe was temporarily stopped.

There is nothing they can do if they don't stop. In Ur's view, God is helping them.

The Jun Dynasty is currently managed by the eldest prince Jun Changxiao, who does not support the conquest of Northern Xinjiang at all.

Since the Jun Dynasty really has no way to fight with them, it's up to them to take the initiative.

Wu'er thought about it, called Wu Shang in, and wrote him a letter: "Send the letter to Jun Changxiao's people."

"I see."

Is the eldest brother going to start using troops against Northern Xinjiang?

He has also heard about what happened in the Jun Dynasty recently. The entire country can be described as chaos. The government is in chaos, the people are in chaos, and the northern Xinjiang is even more chaotic. With the struggle for power and profit, how can we prevent the invasion of foreign nations?

They would be foolish not to seize this opportunity.

"Brother, I hope that eldest brother can give me a chance to lead troops on an expedition."

"There will be this opportunity."

"Thank you, brother."

Wu Shang went out happily and brought some people with him to deliver the message.

At the same time, no one except Qing Huan could enter the emperor's palace, and the emperor never came out to speak.

Qing Huan was sitting on the dragon couch, feeding the emperor warm water. Her tone was gentle: "Your Majesty, please drink some more to moisten your throat."

"it is good."

The emperor nodded, opened his mouth, and let her feed him water. He pulled her sleeves with confused and affectionate eyes.

After feeding for a few mouthfuls, Qing Huan put the bowl in his hand aside and said worriedly: "Why is the emperor not in good health? What will happen if this continues? The courtiers thought that the concubine was causing trouble in the harem. The emperor must get better quickly. Making decisions for me and my concubines, those imperial doctors are really quacks."

The emperor wanted to say something, but suddenly he had a headache. He frowned and pushed Qing Huan away.

"what……"

Qing Huan was pushed away unexpectedly. Impatience flashed in her eyes, and she looked at the emperor aggrievedly: "Why did the emperor reject me? What did I do wrong?"

The confusion in the emperor's eyes became even worse. He raised his hand to signal her to get up, with an apologetic look in his eyes: "I didn't mean it."

Qing Huan suppressed his dissatisfaction and looked at his deteriorating spirit, feeling a little anxious and a little crazy.

She returned to the emperor and said cryptically: "Your Majesty, I have been taking care of you day and night. I am really worried to death. It is really inappropriate for the eldest prince to be in charge of government affairs and not come to see the emperor."

When the emperor heard this, his eyes were a little angry, and he also regretted giving him the power.

Qing Huan stopped and said warmly: "Tonight, I will serve the emperor."

After hearing her words, the emperor subconsciously wanted to refuse, but the strange feeling coming from his body made him unable to restrain himself.

Qing Huan lowered his eyes and concealed his emotions: Your Majesty is still not obedient enough, so let me give you some more help.

The drug that controlled people's hearts was in him. The closer the relationship between the emperor and her was, the more he became obsessed with her.

Originally, Leng Xiao had told them that this matter should not be rushed, as it would not be good for them if the emperor's body collapsed directly.

But Qing Huan doesn't care. If he can achieve his goal, what does it matter whether the emperor dies or not?

She was so crazy that she completely forgot that the child in her belly was less than half a year old, not to mention not knowing whether the child was a boy or a girl.

If it's a girl, do we need to prepare a replacement boy?

If it was a boy, if something happened to the emperor in advance, she wouldn't even have the chance to forge the imperial edict.

After all, the emperor's existing princes are more valuable than his unborn children.