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

Mrs. Han is not only anxious for the Han family at this moment: "It is precisely because of this that you should leave. He hates you so much, can he tolerate you living well?"

Han Xiang'er asked: "So what?"

Mrs. Han began to think about ideas: "No, you have to save yourself. You can find a way to drop the fetus by yourself. We will see his attitude later and find an opportunity to leave."

Han Xiang'er said nothing.

The other party carefully explained some more things before leaving the Prince's Mansion.

Han Xiang'er lowered her eyes and touched her belly. She had no special feelings for this fetus.

Even if it was lost, she wouldn't be reluctant to let it go.

Her father is such a person, he doesn't have much ability, he just wants to take shortcuts and use methods, but nothing works.

Neither of his two daughters gave him a bright future.

She thought of Han Mo'er in the palace. She was living a better life than herself and had found a life of her own. What about her?

Is she just going to spend her time hating Jun Changxiao like this?

What can she gain by confronting Jun Changxiao to the end?

She quickly followed Jun Changxiao into the palace. Compared to the prince's residence outside the palace, Han Xiang'er did not have as much freedom when entering the palace. Every move was watched by dedicated people. The maids she brought into the palace were all scattered. Opening is equivalent to being imprisoned.

Han Xiang'er didn't make any movement either. She was raising her baby with peace of mind all day long and rarely went out.

Jun Changxiao and Leng Ci were very busy and had no time to care about her.

The news that the regent was buried in the flames has spread to the capital.

As for Jun Changque, who had not returned from northern Xinjiang, he dug a passage with his soldiers and people and began to retreat south. As a result, the Yi tribe suddenly attacked and occupied several cities in northern Xinjiang.

The soldiers without food fell into a bitter battle.

It can be said that they were beaten to the point of defeat.

After hearing this news, Jun Changxiao was slightly relieved. Jun Changque had defeated the battle and could break all his previous reputation as the God of War. Even if he failed to stay in Northern Xinjiang, he could catch his fault and evacuate him. All the glory in him.

Jun Changxiao could be said to be proud of the spring breeze, and relaxed and drank in the East Palace.

A faint voice came from the door: "Your Highness, are you satisfied with this? Or do you think you have everything in hand?"

Jun Changxiao saw him and laughed: "What's not enough? Uncle Huang?"

The man who was called the imperial uncle was Jun Feng who should be imprisoned in Dali Temple.

He didn't know when he found a substitute in Dali Temple, ran out on his own, and has been working as a military advisor beside Jun Changxiao to provide advice.

He was also given a lot of manpower.

Like An Yan, who has always wanted to avenge Jun Yu, he has become the person Jun Changxiao relies on most in recent times.

But Jun Changxiao really didn't want to see him more. His appearance reminded him of one thing, which made him even more worried than when he knew he was Concubine Shu's child.

Jun Feng asked remindingly: "You haven't mastered the military power yet, right? If Jun Changque comes back and wants to pull you down in the name of Qing Jun, what will you use to resist? Just the 50,000 imperial guards?"

"Don't say that the Imperial Guard will not obey your orders without the emperor's personal appointment."

"If the standing armies of each county and the remaining 200,000 standing troops in the Hushan camp follow the orders of others, the palace can be easily captured."

"What's the point of having you in control of the situation?"

Jun Changxiao suddenly woke up from his drink. Yes, he wanted to erase Jun Changque's reputation as the God of War, but that didn't mean he didn't have the ability. There was also Mo Yanzhuo, whose body was not found. Who knows if he is dead? die?

There are still many things that have not yet been arranged.

He looked at Jun Feng and asked politely: "What can you do?"

Jun Feng said: "The emperor is already half-dead now. If you press me for more, it's not in vain that I have been in Yangcheng for so many years. I have a force of 10,000 soldiers and horses, fully equipped. You can arrange them secretly." Enter the palace to protect you."

Jun Changxiao is really not a person with a long-term vision, but he has no choice but to plan for him to completely separate this country from the emperor.

In this way, he finally solved the knot in his heart.

Jun Changxiao showed an expression of surprise and did not see the darkness passing through his eyes.

*

"Third Highness, you are now the Prince Regent, and your title of prince has been withdrawn, and you have no power to control the army. You ordered the army to retreat and gave up so many cities to the Yi tribe. You made a huge mistake. Don't hurry up. How can I stay here with peace of mind when I return to Beijing to be dealt with?"

The army hadn't had breakfast yet, and when they saw the porridge was clearer than before, they couldn't suppress their anger.

Someone stepped forward, broke away from the persuasion of others, and shouted out what was in their heart.

Although the others did not speak, they all had this thought in their eyes.

They are all men, what's the use of just drinking some porridge and water?

They just want to eat meat.

Yang Yuchen scolded: "Shut up, what are you talking about? What's going on here now? I'm going to be outside, and I won't accept your orders. As for the court asking for punishment, let's wait until we get back. The Third Highness and I will just go and plead guilty. Can it still hurt you?"

"It's not that we're afraid of being punished by the court, but in this case, we can't have a good fight with the Yi tribe. We have to be trapped here in the heavy snow, or starve to death. What's the point of this war?"

"Yes, it would be honorable to die on the battlefield. How can you freeze to death and starve to death?"

“We don’t even have food, how can we fight against them?”

Sounds like this reached my ears one by one.

Jun Changque raised his eyes: "Okay, today I will let you have a good time. Guiying will take people to take out all the food, cook it all, and kill the pigs bought from the people for them to eat." Have a great time.”

Everyone looked at each other, thinking he was joking, but when they saw bags after bags of food, their eyes widened in surprise.

No, as promised, they no longer have food?

Yang Yuchen sneered: "As you can see, the imperial court did not distribute food to Northern Xinjiang. All the food was bought by His Highness the Third Prince and had people deliver it. You actually have the nerve to rebel and accuse me."

"You are really disappointing. You are not as good as the people of Northern Xinjiang. They have never come forward to cause any trouble. They trust His Highness with peace of mind and retreat when asked to retreat. There is no question. You just want to run back so that you can go back and enjoy it." Your peaceful days.”

"Tear off your clothes and take a look. The reason why you are not freezing to death is because His Highness had someone sew something to keep out the cold into your clothes a long time ago. You are still impatient now."

"You have never seen the clusters of braziers outside. You just think that those things should exist for granted, and they are not even enough."

Yang Yuchen's words made them lower their heads in shame.

"The Third Highness has his own plan, and I don't want to waste my time explaining anything. However, if anyone who has eaten these things today has the idea of ​​retreating, he will be dealt with directly by military law."