At the end of March, the Imperial Army suddenly blocked the Zhenguo Palace.
When Ming Wuyou received this news, he and Yun An were looking at the recruitment of female students at Xinglan Academy this spring.
"Why is it blocked?" Ming Wuyou frowned, "Do you know the specific situation?"
It was Leng Yun who came to deliver the news.
Among the thirteen people of the Leng generation, this time Leng Yun and Leng Ling stayed with Ming Wuyou to protect her safety, while the others followed Murong Yu to the Yuezhou battlefield.
Leng Yun said: "I don't know, but looking at that formation, it should be difficult for the Zhenguo Palace to turn around again this time."
"..."
Ming Wuyou pondered for a while, motioned Leng Yun to step back, and said with a puzzled look on his face: "It seems that I haven't heard anything that the Zhenguo Government has done recently."
Although she does not enter the DPRK, she is very concerned about the affairs in the DPRK and will make Shen Qingci pay attention to the trends of all parties.
The Zhenguogong Mansion has been very quiet recently.
Ming Wuyou suddenly frowned: "Is it possible that he did something secretly that we don't know about...or is it that the emperor couldn't bear it anymore and got angry?"
"It's all possible." Princess Yun'an said calmly: "The Zhenguo Palace has been making small moves for more than a year."
"Their two generations of descendants are unworthy. Most of the men are playboys. They rely on women to enter the harem to barely maintain the family's glory. After the Queen Mother passed away and the eldest daughter Yu Yinglan was expelled from the capital, the family no longer has women capable of taking on important positions."
"Jade Lady...you knew this during the New Year's banquet."
"It's normal for them to do some desperate things behind the scenes when they are at the end of their fight. It's also normal for the emperor to want to take advantage of their efforts to overthrow the Yu family completely."
"makes sense……"
Ming Wuyou nodded, feeling uneasy.
Later in the evening, she went into the palace.
In the Chengqian Hall, the fourteen-year-old Emperor Yuanhao was full of majesty. He was no longer the kid who followed her laughingly in Jiangzhou.
"Royal Aunt!"
Yuan Hao stepped down from the dragon chair and quickly held Ming Wuyou's arm, "Why did you come into the palace suddenly? You are pregnant. If you have anything to do, just let someone know."
"I can't come and see you yet." Ming Wuyou said with a smile, "Can this be done by just giving me a message?"
"Yes!" Yuan Hao said seriously: "The Emperor's Aunt wanted to see me, so I immediately rushed to the Regent's Palace to show the Emperor's Aunt."
Ming Wuyou sighed inwardly, this mouth really knows how to talk.
He is so busy now, how can I have the nerve to ask him to visit me in the palace?
Yuan Hao helped Ming Wuyou sit aside and asked for refreshments before sitting across from Ming Wuyou, "Auntie Huang, her fetus was unstable, is she feeling better now?"
"Much better." Ming Wuyou couldn't help but put his hand on his lower abdomen, "It was just uncomfortable at first..."
The two chatted for a while, and Ming Wuyou said, "Auntie Huang has something to ask you."
"What?" Yuan Hao guessed: "Is it the report of the Yuezhou War? There is still anxiety there, but Auntie Huang can rest assured that everything is fine with Uncle Huang, it just takes some time."
"No." Ming Wuyou shook his head, "I want to ask about the affairs of the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion."
Yuan Hao raised his eyebrows slightly: "Auntie Huang just said that she came to see me specifically, but now she has changed her subject? You are making me very sad."
Ming Wuyou laughed and said, "The main thing is to come and see you, why don't you ask me some casual questions? Then I won't ask."
"No, no, no, no!" The young emperor laughed, his dark eyes shining brightly, and he rested his chin on the table with one hand, "The emperor asked me, how dare I not say... I tolerate them, but they are...
The DPRK and China engage in various small actions."
"I don't want them to upset me, so I plan to resolve this matter."
Ming Wuyou nodded, thinking to himself that this meant he didn't say anything.
In fact, she doesn't care whether the people in the Zhenguo Palace live or die. In her previous life, she was a traitor and a traitor, stepping on the bones of many people to climb up.
Whatever fate you end up with is your own fault.
She was a little worried about Murong Yu's secret.
The Queen Mother knows about that matter, and there is no guarantee that the people in Zhenguogong's Mansion don't know about it.
That secret was a fatal blow to Murong Yu and the morale of the army.
Once the morale of the army is weakened and it is taken advantage of by King Ding Murong Ting, the situation of the war will change rapidly.
But looking at Yuan Hao's smiling face, Ming Wuyou knew that he couldn't find out anything, so he had to suppress the doubts in his heart.
"Your Majesty." Eunuch Laifu bowed and saluted outside: "Princess Qionghua has arrived."
"Oh." Yuan Hao nodded and turned to Ming Wuyou, "Auntie Huang hasn't seen her yet, can you take a look?"
Ming Wuyou remembered that Princess Qionghua was the adopted daughter of King Hongmeng, and Murong Yu was the queen chosen by Yuan Hao.
Murong Yu said earlier, let's see if Yuan Haole is not happy.
Unexpectedly, he seemed to have accepted it after Ming Wuyou gave birth and became pregnant for several months?
Ming Wuyou looked at Yuan Hao's expression and could not see any displeasure on his face.
"Okay." Ming Wuyou smiled and nodded.
In fact, she was also very curious about Princess Qionghua.
"Go and ask the princess to come in." Yuan Hao raised his hand, and Laifu stepped back. After a while, he brought a girl wearing a goose-yellow embroidered fairy dress into the palace.
"Brother Hao——" The girl came in and called out softly, but she didn't expect there was someone else inside. She was stunned and looked at Ming Wuyou with a slightly red face.
"This is Aunt Huang." Yuan Hao introduced.
"Qionghua has met the regent princess." The girl saluted Ming Wuyou.
Ming Wuyou saw that although she was a little shy, she was generous, upright and elegant, and most importantly, Yuan Hao was very satisfied with her attitude.
She had to say that Murong Yu had a good eye for seeing people.
The family background is appropriate, the identity matches, and both parties can still see each other well.
This kind of fate is also hard to find.
Ming Wuyou sat with the two young men for a while, then said goodbye and left, joking that he would not delay their chat.
Yuan Hao sighed: "How can I spend so much time chatting every day? I can't even finish reading the memorial."
Ming Wuyou said warmly: "When you become proficient, you will be like your uncle before, able to see ten lines at a glance, see through the vital points at a glance, and you won't be able to read it all."
"Yes, Auntie Huang is right."
After Ming Wuyou left, Princess Qionghua said thoughtfully, "The Princess Regent is so gentle."
She was still young when Ming Wuyou came to Beijing, so this was the first time she met Ming Wuyou.
Ming Wuyou had many titles, and she had made countless guesses about Ming Wuyou, but after meeting him today, she realized that all the guesses were just nonsense, and the real person was completely different from what she imagined.
"Of course." Yuan Hao said proudly: "The emperor's aunt is also smart, capable, responsible, beautiful, generous, and well-organized... All the words of praise can be used for her."
"If it hadn't been like this, she wouldn't have made my uncle think about her day and night, making her unforgettable."
"That's right." Princess Qionghua nodded and quietly glanced at Yuan Hao beside her.
She naturally knows what she is doing when she enters the palace every day.
Smart, capable, responsible, beautiful, generous and organized.
What he said was not only his praise for the regent princess, but also his expectations and requirements for the queen who would stand by his side in the future.
Maybe she can't do it now, but she will try hard.
…
As night falls, the lights in the palace dim.
A young man wearing a dark purple official robe walked quickly along the palace road, his blindfolded silk belt floating in the night wind.
All the way to the door of the royal study, he said in a quick voice: "Your Majesty, can you please rest?"
"Not yet!" The little eunuch saw that the usually calm Minister of the Ministry of Affairs had arrived in such an urgent manner, and said quickly: "Master Yun, wait a moment, I will send the message immediately."
The little eunuch came in and invited Yun Ziheng in the blink of an eye, "Your Majesty invites you."
Yun Ziheng lifted his robe and went into the imperial study to meet Li. He said with a solemn expression: "Third brother sent a secret report that something happened in Yuezhou."
This time Murong Yu went on an expedition to Yuezhou, but Yun Ziheng had already gone to the battlefield because of his lack of civil service. Yun Ziyuan couldn't leave because he was responsible for the safety of the emperor, so the war king asked Yun Zichen and Yun Zimo to go with the army.
Military reports from Yuezhou were sent every three days, and the Ministry of War uploaded them to the emperor Tianting.
And Yun Zichen has his own unique communication channel, which is faster than the court's 800-mile express.
The news Yun Ziheng received was so important that he didn't care about it and came to the palace to meet the saint that night.
"What's wrong?" Yuan Hao asked first, and then said in a deep voice: "The secret report has been submitted!"
"yes."
Yun Ziheng handed the secret letter in the bamboo tube to Laifu, who in turn passed it on to Yuan Hao.
When Yuan Hao read the contents of the letter, his originally unhappy face became more and more gloomy, and he said word by word: "Prince Ding!"
"The morale of the military in Yuezhou is unstable now." Yun Ziheng said in a deep voice: "Although the regent can still suppress it, the morale of the military is the foundation of this battle. The rumors are so powerful that if a solution is not found, the regent may have a very difficult time.