After rebirth, the empress was spoiled by the emperor's uncle like a little girl

On the first day of the new year, the sun was especially bright.

The entire palace has returned to normal after last night's rebellion. Bright lights are swaying, colorful silks are fluttering, and golden sunlight is pouring down, covering the entire route from Taiji Hall to the East Palace.

The morning breeze blowing on my face was very warm under the golden sunlight.

The palace servants were immersed in the joy of the rebellion being quelled, and when they saw Abao, the hero who quelled the rebellion, their eyes were filled with smiles and admiration.

A Bao walked through the palace walls with difficulty step by step. There was blood on her face, her hands, and her entire skirt was stained with blood.

Like a daytime ghost.

A Bao walked into the East Palace with one breath.

Hongxiu came over with hot water and Lulang came over with a towel. The two girls said in unison, "Why is there so much blood? Princess, are you injured anywhere? Old doctor, please come and take a good look at our princess!"

A Bao waved his hands but didn't dare to speak easily.

She still had things to do, and she was afraid that once she opened her mouth, the breath she had been holding on to would dissipate.

Walking into the inner hall alone, A Bao closed the door, lifted the gauze curtain, pushed open the triple brocade screens, and set his eyes on the general in black robe sitting by the tea table.

A Bao said seriously: "General Zhang Yuzhang."

Zhang Yu has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and is considered handsome, but his words and actions are rather rough and bold.

Even the voice is loud and rough.

Zhang Yu half-knelt with his fists clasped, and apologized: "Your Highness, Princess, pays respects to me! Thank you, Princess, for not blaming me for arbitrarily mobilizing the scouts of the Shenwu Camp!"

Ah Bao helped Zhang Yu up, "I explained it very clearly last night."

"The mobilization of the Shenwu Camp last night was not unauthorized, but I found something strange in the huts, so I asked General Zhang of the Shenwu Camp stationed near Liangshan to come and help."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xuanyuan Fengran stuffed a cup of red ginseng hot tea into her hand, and she felt a heavy burden on her shoulders.

She followed the sharp knuckles that were tying the fox fur belt for her, slowly moved upwards, and raised her eyes to look at Xuanyuan Fengran who had an expressionless face.

She didn't know what he was thinking, but she always felt that Xuanyuan Fengran would lose control at any time.

Just then, Xuanyuan Fengran reminded her.

"Your Highness Princess, don't you have something to say to Zhang Yu?"

Ah Bao suddenly came back to his senses and said, "Yes, I have something to say to General Zhang."

After a pause, A Bao said, "I would like to ask General Zhang to take the surviving team of Shenwu Camp scouts to the northern border to do something for me."

Zhang Yu said in a rough and generous manner: "As a general of the Shenwu Camp, I left the camp without permission, which must be a capital crime. It was the princess who came up with the idea of ​​faking my death, which saved the lives of me and my men. Please tell me what I should do, princess. What should I do?"

Abao took a sip of the hot ginseng tea.

The warm ginseng soup went down his throat, and Abao felt much more relaxed.

She took a deep breath to calm herself down, and continued, "The barbarians' food and clothing are extremely dependent on the weather. In the past, every New Year, the barbarians would frequently invade our northern border for food and cotton cloth, robbing the cattle and sheep of the people in the northern border, and even abducting the women and young men in the villages."

As far as she knew, those young and strong men abducted by the sixteen tribes of the barbarians were lucky enough to be able to work as herders, while the women were used to vent their animal desires.

Thinking of this, A Bao said: "Preparing for a rainy day is the way to save yourself."

Seeing Zhang Yu's confusion, A Bao patiently explained, "In the past year, there were continuous snowstorms. Therefore, next year, the barbarians will definitely come south more frequently to plunder the cattle, sheep and food of the people of Daqi."

As he spoke, A Bao first praised General Zhang Yu, "General Zhang is loyal and talented in leading an army. If he were to retire, it would be a loss for Daqi."

Zhang Yu was still confused: "What does your highness mean?"

"I would like to ask General Zhang to go north to spy on the barbarians and send back a message at any time."

Before Abao finished speaking, Zhang Yu suddenly realized.

“Now that I’m dead, I have no place to stay in this imperial capital anymore. Rather than letting Gu Qijue’s Western Prison Tiger Guards find out that I’m not dead and bring about a fatal disaster, it’s better for me to get away in time.” As he said this, Zhang Yu lifted the hem of his robe in a rough and heroic manner and knelt heavily.

"I am willing to serve Her Royal Highness the Princess at my utmost."

Hearing this, A Bao reached out and helped Zhang Yu up, saying solemnly: "I promise here that one day, General Zhang will definitely be reused."

Zhang Yu looked at Xuanyuan Fengran and hesitated for a long time.

Finally, Zhang Yu, a rough general, sighed with envy: "Your Highness Princess, your idea coincides with that of King Feng Ran."