Swap, the involutionary regent palace fight also forced me to rebel

Nan Yingzhi was in a dilemma. Yun Ji and the emperor each had their own opinion. Who should she listen to?

Yun Ji had his reasons for recommending "her" father, but she couldn't reject the person recommended by the emperor...

It is said that reason can convince people. As an engineering student, she subconsciously wanted to put the two people together and analyze their previous combat data.

Wouldn't it be better to make a comprehensive decision on who to send based on their win-loss ratio in different war scenarios and the actual situation on the battlefield?

It not only improves the winning rate, but also makes sense. Data is cold and will never lie. Such a decision is extremely fair.

Knowing that in a negotiation one needs to first affirm the other party's opinions and provide them with emotional value, which is called "smoothing the other party's words", and then slowly introduce one's own point of view, Nan Yingzhi followed the steps and spoke eloquently.

"Your Majesty is right. Young Master Zhao is also capable of doing this, but..."

"Just what?"

The emperor felt much better after receiving the approval of the autocratic regent, and took the initiative to ask Nan Yingzhi about her later words.

Seeing that the emperor looked better, she calmly turned the conversation back to her own thoughts.

"Marching troops to fight is no joke. Who to send to lead the troops is crucial to the war situation. Therefore, the data of the previous battles between the two generals is the key to judgment. You might as well look up the previous data and compare the two. In this way, you can have a say on who will be the main general."

The emperor turned the emerald jade ring on his thumb and said nothing for a long time.

He intuitively felt that what the Regent said made sense, and that they should analyze who was more suitable to fight this battle before deciding on the main general. However, the Zhao family kid had only been on the battlefield a few times, so how could he know about the battle situation?

On the other hand, Nan Yi, although a little older, has been through many battles...there is no comparison at all!

He was so angry that his teeth were itching. If it were not for the purpose of winning over the Zhang family and competing with the Regent, he would not have been willing to recommend Zhao Qiao.

Now the only one he could use was Jin An. He was not an easy person to get along with and had improper thoughts about him. It was very dangerous to stay in the same room with him.

After not receiving a reply from the emperor for a long time, Nan Yingzhi finally understood why Yun Ji refused to let Zhao Qiao go into battle.

I think this person is most likely "all show and no substance", a useless fool, otherwise the emperor would not be so guilty as to not dare to compare the data openly.

At the same time, as the emperor, he couldn't seem to bring himself to admit that Nan Yi was more capable, so he was completely embarrassed and speechless.

Nan Yingzhi felt helpless. What if the emperor gave in? It would be a waste of time.

As a "caring" minister, she could only pave the way for the emperor to come down: "Why not call the two of you into the palace and let them express their opinions and explain their ideas for breaking the deadlock?"

How could the emperor dare to let them compete on the same stage? The situation was so complicated that if he rashly asked Zhao Qiao to analyze it, he would definitely not be able to explain it clearly. Wouldn't that be a disgrace to himself?

"How about this," the emperor thought of a relatively even-handed strategy, "Nan Yi is experienced and can serve as the commander of a large army. Although Zhao Qiao does not have enough battlefield experience, he has repeatedly demonstrated bravery in hunting. How about having him serve as his deputy?"

Nan Yingzhi was embarrassed. Was the emperor determined to send Zhao Qiao? He even used such an outrageous reason as "Zhao Qiao is a good hunter".

That is to say, hunting is nothing more than hard skills like drawing a bow and shooting an arrow, but the battlefield changes rapidly, how can someone who only knows how to hunt cope with it?

Yun Ji must have his reasons for not letting Zhao Qiao take the position, but since the emperor wanted Zhao Qiao to be his deputy, she couldn't say no.

After all, with Nan Yi leading the way and Zhao Qiao just following his orders, nothing should go wrong, right?

In the memory of the "South American", his father Nan Yi was a bearded uncle who was away from home all year round. He always had to go out to fight or change guard after staying for a few days.

Children have poor memories and only remember people they have met many times.

Since Nan Yi saw her seldom, every time she came home, little Nan Yingzhi would hide behind her mother in confusion, looking at this unfamiliar father.

Nan Yi had to bribe her with candy and spend a few more days together before they, father and daughter, could become close again.

I thought that although Nan Yi never came back, at least he could come back every time, so he must be good at military operations or luck.

Moreover, she had already offended the emperor once. If she did it again, he might really get angry. Nan Yingzhi saluted at the right time: "Your Majesty is wise."

The emperor was so pleased with her obedience that he wanted to rekindle his long-lost relationship with the regent.

Since that incident, they haven't eaten at the same table together for a long time.

In order to avoid him, the Regent even had official documents delivered to the prince's palace. After they were approved, he would send someone to deliver them to the imperial study, asking him to approve them personally with his red brush. He would not enter the imperial study unless it was an imperial edict.

The time is right today and the atmosphere is good. The emperor plans to invite his brother to lunch so that they can talk about brotherly friendship.

"Thank you for your advice and suggestions, my brother," the emperor said with a warm smile, "If you don't mind, please stay and have lunch with me at noon."

Have lunch with you?

Nan Yingzhi was sweating profusely. Firstly, she didn't like eating with people she didn't know well. Secondly, she didn't know what Yun Ji liked to eat and was afraid of being exposed in front of the emperor. Thirdly, the emperor might ask her about government affairs at the dinner table and continue to exploit her as free labor.

All in all, this meal did more harm than good.

If you don’t reject this ineffective social interaction now, when will you?

Nan Yingzhi was very familiar with the routine of rejection, so she politely declined: "I have prepared food in my house, so I will not bother Your Majesty."

Generally, when things get to this point, the other party will end the conversation by saying, "It's okay, let's make an appointment next time."

But the emperor's brain circuits were different from those of ordinary people. He was like being pricked by a needle, and his expression changed like turning a page: "My royal brother is so reluctant, are you afraid that I will poison the food?"

Nan Yingzhi didn't expect the emperor to react like this. She complained in her heart, "I am a little scared. Isn't this how you poisoned Yuan Yunji to death?"

Of course she couldn't be so blunt, but she couldn't think of any euphemisms at the moment, so she had to remain silent.

After all, the less you say, the fewer mistakes you will make. Besides, she guessed that the emperor was just being polite, so it wouldn't be a big deal if she didn't stay for lunch.

"You..." The emperor seemed to be thinking of the past events related to this, and he sighed with emotion. His eyes flickered, and he seemed a little guilty. "Are you still angry with me?"

What's the point of being angry or not, Nan Yingzhi complained in her heart, it's just that I need to be careful with what I say and do when eating at the same table with you. I felt very uncomfortable during the meal and couldn't enjoy my meal.

The emperor let out a long sigh, and his whole body deflated like a deflated ball.

Although he is still young, he already looks very mature.

He lowered his head and waved at Nan Yingzhi: "I am tired, you can leave."

You were full of energy just now, but you're tired in just a few seconds?

Nan Yingzhi didn't understand, but she respected him. She responded, "I'll take my leave," and took a few steps back, preparing to turn around and leave.

Thinking of her dream of resigning from office and traveling around, Nan Yingzhi was about to speak, but suddenly realized something was wrong.

How could she come and go as she pleases at the center of power?

If she resigns rashly, will the emperor, or the people Yun Ji has offended before, really let her go?

The imperial study was as warm as spring, but Nan Yingzhi broke out in a cold sweat.

The ancients said "think twice before acting", which is true. One needs to be cautious when resigning from an official position.

The emperor saw her take a few steps back but didn't leave, so he asked in confusion, "Is there anything else, my brother?"

Coming back to his senses, Nan Yingzhi bowed and said goodbye: "Nothing else, I'll take my leave."

It was early autumn and there was a gentle breeze. Even at noon, the sunlight outside the imperial study did not seem scorching.

Nan Yingzhi was sweating all over and couldn't help sneezing when the wind blew.

Ling Feng handed her a handkerchief considerately, and asked with concern: "Are you catching a cold?"

"Thank you, maybe." Nan Yingzhi followed Lingfeng to the official road outside the imperial study, but didn't see Lingyu. She asked curiously, "Where is Lingyu?"

Ling Feng reached out to take the handkerchief that Nan Yingzhi had used: "He is preparing a carriage for you at the palace entrance."

"Oh," Nan Yingzhi's voice was a little muffled, perhaps because of a cold, "What should I do now? Go back home to review official documents?"

Lingfeng nodded, led Nan Yingzhi to the palace gate, and helped her get on the carriage.

The horse-drawn carriage was not as stable as a modern car, and it was even more bumpy when it hit gravel on the road, but Nan Yingzhi felt at ease.

No need to worry about your life in the palace fighting environment, everything is so beautiful, except...

She almost suffocated as she looked at the piles of files sent to the palace.

It's just that for a bad player like her, the workload is a bit too much.

Thinking that although Nan Yingzhi could understand the prince's handwriting, she might not be able to review the memorials, Lingfeng handed Nan Yingzhi a pen and asked, "What books have you read? Can you recognize the words on the memorials?"

As a college student who had received a proper education, Nan Yingzhi could of course recognize words. She counted the books she had read on her fingers: "Chinese books, math books, English books..."

Lingfeng had never heard of these book titles. He thought he was ignorant. He was so shocked that his lips trembled and he was speechless.

"Anyway," Nan Yingzhi saw Lingfeng's worry, curved her eyes, and gave him a reassuring smile, "Don't worry, I understand."

Even though she was extremely reluctant to do this job, Nan Yingzhi still took up her pen responsibly and revised the memorial according to Yun Ji's handwriting.

If you want to wear its crown, you must bear its weight.

After all, she is now the regent, second only to the emperor and above everyone else, so she still has to do her job.

Although the number of memorials seems staggering, in fact most of them are reports and greetings, and the only reply is "I understand".

The mechanical assembly line work was extremely boring, and Nan Yingzhi became absent-minded while writing.

How is Yun Ji doing in the harem? I hope he won't be killed, at least he can keep his body alive.

Also, is it really okay for Zhao Qiao to be sent out? What does the emperor mean by "Are you still angry?"?

A memorial suddenly brought her thoughts back from flying to the horizon.

Unlike the cookie-cutter memorials of greeting, this one was about military affairs in the northern border.

The text was written in a fluent and elegant style. Nan Yingzhi roughly estimated that it was at least eight hundred words.

But it can be summed up in one sentence - "I think we should not go to war with Beishuo."

It is said that "a civil official dies for his remonstration, a military official dies for his battle", so this peace advocate should be a civil official.

Nan Yingzhi supported her chin with her hand and glanced at the signature: Minister of War, Song Cheng?

Beishuo has already torn up the treaty and killed the people on the border of Dali. How could he, a minister in charge of the Ministry of War, be against the war? !

Nan Yingzhi raised her eyebrows and picked up the pen to reply to this guy.

It seems that the court is full of trouble.

Royal study room.

As Nan Yingzhi left the imperial study, a man in black flew in.

"See the Emperor."

The man in black knelt on the ground and saluted, but his voice revealed a sense of laziness.