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

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the relevant cases in Wushan were sorted out. After review by Dali Temple and the Regent, groups of people were escorted to the vegetable market and supervised by the Regent.

For three days, the market was filled with blood, and the people's ears were numbed by the cries.

There were far fewer people coming to watch.

Such a scene, even when the battle for the inheritance was at its most fierce, was not so involved.

By the time we got to the back, few people could stand it anymore.

The pale-faced people gathered together in twos and threes, either because of fear or shock. There were people in restaurants, under trees, by bridges, and everywhere else they could gather.

Jun Changque changed into a low-key brocade robe and stood on the bridge, listening to the sounds under the bridge with an indifferent expression.

"What happened to the Prince Regent? In the past, the prince was gentle and kind. How could he suddenly kill such a large number of people in recent days?"

"Yes, even if they were involved in a human trafficking case and reduced the people in Wushan to ashes, it would be a relief. Why implicat so many people?"

"I heard that the eldest prince also rescued many people from Wushan. Didn't that many people die? You have to be merciful and merciful."

"The emperor doesn't care. The regent has gone too far."

"How does the emperor care? The regent is so powerful that he insists on who he wants to canonize and forces the emperor to do it."

"Are you talking about the Third Highness who pretended to be a military leader?"

"No wonder the regent suddenly became so violent. Could it be that he was influenced by someone?"

"In order to...deliberately use the excuse to punish human trafficking cases and eliminate dissidents?"

"I think that's it."

"That……"

The whispers gradually became lower, obviously because they were afraid that the topic would spread and attract the Tian family's attention.

Jun Changque turned around and left, and Gui Ying appeared in front of those people with a cold expression on his face. They were so frightened that they dispersed in a rush.

There were many conversations like this, and for a while, the regent was deliberately rendered into a murderous god without emotion.

The newly crowned King Zheng is even more unworthy of his name.

"Your Majesty, these remarks should have come from the eldest prince."

Gui Ying said, "The prince has been canonized, and the regent has made it clear that he favors the prince. The eldest prince's lungs are probably about to explode with anger."

It would be abnormal if nothing was done.

Human trafficking is an unforgivable crime. If we continue to collude with the enemy invaders in northern Xinjiang, how can we still allow them to live a stable life?

It's also because I don't care about myself that I can say in an understatement, "You have to be merciful and be merciful."

Jun Changque said calmly: "In that case, let's force some people to join the army."

Northern Xinjiang is the Northern Xinjiang of everyone, not just the Northern Xinjiang of surrounding towns. If we want to protect it, we must protect it together.

"Border defense is the same everywhere. Children of aristocratic families are recruited from the capital, and children of ordinary people join the army. In the prosperous times, we cannot relax the training of soldiers."

Gui Ying looked at Jun Changque and keenly noticed the anger underneath his calmness.

It seemed that the Prince Regent was angry at being misunderstood and accused.

Very good, if the master is angry, they all have to bear it.

After all, the master rarely gets angry except when he sees the enemy invaders in northern Xinjiang slaughtering ordinary people.

Guiying asked: "Who does the prince intend to ask to raise this matter?"

Jun Changque already had a candidate in his mind: "Jiang Yinan, I will go to Zhenguo Duke's Mansion to talk to him now."

Prince Jiang?

Gui Ying thought he was indeed the most suitable.

Zhenguo Gongfu, who is also a military minister, has always been an important minister with military power and is deeply relied on by the emperor.

He made great achievements in the southern and northern wars, and then handed over the military power after returning. Each generation only has one prince who focuses on training and inheriting the Zhenguo Duke's government. If the prince can take on everything, the old Zhenguo Duke will completely leave the government.

Children other than the eldest son will generally not be involved in military positions and will either engage in business or hold idle positions.

If it were proposed by the young and energetic Prince Zhenguo, the Emperor would not be too suspicious.

"Your Majesty."

A man walked towards him and saluted him respectfully. The smile on his face was more sincere than when he broke off the engagement last time, and there was also a hint of flattery.

Jun Changque stopped and looked coldly: "What? Are you ready with the divorce letter and tokens?"

"This..." Han Gaoshang's smile froze, "Your Majesty, we haven't had a good meal since His Majesty came back, so why don't I serve as a host and treat Your Majesty to a meal? If you have anything to say, sit down and tell us."

Jun Changque took a step and left, "I have no interest in having dinner with you."

There was nothing but disgust in his face.

Han Gaoshang said: "Then let me discuss with the prince about breaking off the engagement. Aren't the tokens that the prince has here not ready yet?"

Concubine Shu has been grounded, and Prince Zheng has not even had a chance to meet him, and Concubine Shu may not be willing to give him a token.

If they resolve it privately, there will be no need to involve Concubine Shu.

Jun Changque stopped and his eyes fell on him, seeming to be thinking about something. Just when he thought Jun Changque would not agree, a faint word "ok" fell on his face.

Han Gaoshang breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he could bring Prince Zheng to the restaurant, the engagement would be irrevocable.

With a flash of calculation in his eyes, he walked ahead and led the way.

Behind them, a figure stood not far away and watched. When he saw them leaving, he rushed in the other direction.

Soon he arrived in front of the eldest prince's mansion, said a few words to the guard at the door, and was quickly taken in.

When the servants brought Han Mo'er, Jun Changxiao was practicing calligraphy. The man looked serious. Although he was not as handsome as Zheng Wang, he also had an aura and dignity that ordinary men did not have.

Han Mo'er was even more jealous of Han Xiang'er. Why could she swing between two outstanding princes at will? Her father had always been looking towards her, not thinking about his other daughter at all.

In this case, don't blame her for seeking her own happiness.

Her body was still hurting and covered with injuries. It was originally a bad thing for a girl to have injuries on her body, but she needed these scars.

His Highness Zheng Wang is not a man who is easily attracted to others. She needs to arouse the pity of the other party and let herself enter the eyes of His Highness Zheng Wang as a embarrassed but strong concubine.

Thinking about it, Han Mo'er put on a weak look and saluted Jun Changxiao: "My daughter has met the eldest prince."

Jun Changxiao seemed to be immersed in his own world without being disturbed by anyone, and there was no movement.

The maid who was waiting next to her put down the grinding rod, came over and curtsied to her, and whispered: "Girl, please come over. When the eldest prince is practicing calligraphy, he won't pay attention to the movements around him. Please wait a moment, girl." "

"Yes, I understand." Han Mo'er nodded, walked to Jun Changxiao, and took over the job of the maid just now.

Serve quietly as a backdrop.

When a piece of paper was filled up and Jun Changxiao was admiring it attentively, Han Mo'er praised gently: "The eldest prince's handwriting is really good, every stroke is elegant and powerful, and a fierce momentum comes to his face. "