Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

Xing Chen picked up the wine glass and raised it towards them, then put it to his lips and took a sip.

When Wen Luo and Zhao Chen finished their drinks and were about to sit down at the same time, Xing Chen raised his eyes and put down the glasses in his hands.

He looked at Wen Luo and suddenly spoke.

"Prince Regent, please stand for a moment. I have something to ask you."

Wen Luo's face remained expressionless as always.

Hearing this, he simply replied: "Your Majesty, feel free to ask me anything. I will tell you everything I know."

Zhao Chen's movement to sit down hesitated, but only for a moment, and then he sat down directly.

Everyone in the building was sitting, except the Regent, who was standing alone.

Suddenly, I felt like a child who was punished for doing something wrong.

The adults around Zhao Chen had already begun whispering about what Wen Luo had done to offend His Majesty.

"Uncle, there are more than 150,000 soldiers and horses registered in Southern Xinjiang now, right?"

After these words were spoken, before Wen Luo could react, Zhao Chen's eyelids suddenly twitched.

Wen Luo lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, "Yes."

"Yes?" Xing Chen raised his lips with a fake smile, staring at Wen Luo and asked, "Then uncle, tell me, how many people are left?"

Just now in the banquet hall where two people were whispering after toasting each other, the sound of a pin drop could be heard in an instant.

Wen Luo raised his eyes and looked at Xing Chen with unscrupulous scrutiny, and did not answer his question immediately.

Xingchen pressed forward step by step.

"Didn't the Emperor's uncle just say that he would tell you everything he knew? How come the Emperor's uncle doesn't know how many soldiers there are in Southern Xinjiang?"

Wen Luo looked away: "Yu Jiuqian..."

Xing Chen interrupted him flatly: "Uncle, you have to think carefully before you speak, otherwise, it will be a crime of deceiving the emperor."

All the ministers at the table looked pale, not understanding why Xing Chen suddenly attacked.

The total number of troops in Southern and Northern Xinjiang is now publicly known to be 150,000 in Southern Xinjiang and 200,000 in Northern Xinjiang, with both sides distributed along the border between the two Xinjiangs.

According to common sense, it is normal that these figures are slightly different from the facts.

However, if you calculate it carefully, once the discrepancy between the numbers is too large and it has not been reported, it would be considered as privately stationing troops.

Privately stationing troops and horses has been a serious crime in all dynasties, and the perpetrator should be punished with death.

If the higher-ups really want to make a fuss about this kind of thing, all nine generations of the clan will be executed.

But Dahan’s situation has always been special.

There is a subtle confrontation between the North and the South. The emperor relies on both sides and cannot afford to offend anyone. Therefore, as long as both sides expand their armies privately without causing any big noise, no one dares to investigate them.

But in today's situation, Your Majesty actually wants to break off relations?

Even Queen Mother Zhao's face turned pale instantly.

She didn't expect that Xing Chen would act so rashly after she completely let go. If she fell out with the Regent at this time, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Shen'er!" Queen Mother Zhao said with a warning.

Xing Chen turned around and looked at Queen Mother Zhao leisurely.

"My queen mother is tired from sitting for so long. Someone, take her back to her bedroom."

Queen Dowager Zhao stared in amazement at the calm and composed Xing Chen. She was shocked by his aura, as if she was meeting him for the first time.

"Forest......"

"There are all kinds of birds in a big forest. I think your mother will know this. Please be patient and wait for news from your son in the palace."

Queen Mother Zhao looked at him in disbelief. Only then did she realize that Xing Chen's actions were premeditated.

"you......"

"Mother and son are of one mind. I know what the queen is thinking. After this matter is resolved, I will definitely give the queen a satisfactory answer."

Queen Mother Zhao was both shocked and angry, but looking at Xing Chen who was confident, she also had a hint of expectation.

Over the years, she has supported Xiao Shen to sit on the throne, trying hard to maintain the shaky balance, and she is tired.

How could the emperor not feel aggrieved after doing this?

But the two people who hold the two lifelines of Dahan are the regent and her own brother.

She couldn't harm her brother, but if she could really find a way to eliminate the regent, it was hard to say whether her brother would harm her and her son.

So after Xing Chen was able to work on her own, she also wanted to take a break and be lazy.

Unexpectedly, this break was followed by shocking news.

But maybe?

Maybe her child can really break the impasse?

Eunuch Fu walked up to Queen Mother Zhao and invited her out.

"Your Majesty, please."

Queen Mother Zhao stared at Eunuch Fu for a while with a heavy gaze, but in the end she said nothing more.

She slowly stood up, and with the help of her maid, she walked towards the door gracefully.

Xing Chen watched her figure disappear at the door, then turned to look at Wen Luo again with a cold voice.

"Uncle, you can continue now."

"Since Your Majesty already knows, there is no need for me to elaborate further."

Xing Chen sneered.

"Uncle, please speak for yourself and let the ministers hear it for themselves. Otherwise, I have wronged you."

Wen Luo stood straight without saying a word.

"Uncle Huang didn't say it, did he?"

Wen Luo remained silent.

Xing Chen raised his hand and threw the wine glass hard at his feet, and the broken porcelain pieces flew everywhere.

Amid the sound of broken porcelain, Xing Chen roared at him, "Should I stand up and give this seat to you?"

With a roar from Xing Chen, the soldiers who had been hiding around Lianyi Palace in an instant surrounded Zhiting Tower.

The commander of the Inspectorate led two teams of elite soldiers into the building, swords drawn, and surrounded everyone.

Two secret guards from the imperial palace landed on Xing Chen's left and right, staring at the regent with vigilant eyes.

“This, this…”

"how so......"

A group of civil officials all turned pale. They turned their heads to look at the sharp sword blade right behind them, and were so scared that they sat there and dared not move.

Zhao Chen did not expect the situation to develop like this. Although the emperor was not targeting him now, he knew the situation in the northern border best.

Of course, the number of troops in the Northern Frontier is now more than the reported 200,000.

If the emperor has already understood the situation in southern Xinjiang, then northern Xinjiang will naturally not be able to escape.

But at the moment Zhao Chen was alone and weak, and he had lost his vigilance in recent days and was not prepared at all, while the emperor was obviously well prepared.

At this moment, the fire has not yet burned him, so he naturally will not take the initiative to get burned.

Zhao Chen winked at Lord Lu beside him, calmed his expression, and sat there watching the development of the situation calmly.

Wen Luo raised the corners of his lips slightly, and looked at Xing Chen with disdain.

"Your Majesty, do you think that these few people can keep me here?"

"My uncle is a skilled warrior, and he can move freely among an army of ten thousand men. I naturally cannot be completely sure that I can keep you.

However, I want to let the courtiers who followed the emperor's uncle see how you abandoned them and fled in disgrace."

Xing Chen looked at the people beside Wen Luo intentionally or unintentionally, but they all lowered their eyes and did not dare to look him in the eye.

Wen Luo's face was filled with anger: "I and the adults are all ministers of the same dynasty, so how can I say I am following you?"

Xing Chen raised his hand.

Eunuch Fu took out a few letters from his arms and handed them to him.

Xing Chen shook the letter in his hand towards Wen Luo, his eyes as cold as the sudden chill wind outside the building.

"Uncle, do you want me to read the letters you exchanged?"