The Regent's Koi Princess

Zuo Yushifu

In the study, Zhao Zhoucheng walked back and forth with his hands behind his back.

Fang Cheng stood across from the desk, watching Zhao Zhoucheng report respectfully: "Sir, news came from Nanjing that Sir Zheng's sneak attack was successful and Lin Qingyue was shot and unconscious.

Many of the soldiers that Tang Baokun brought with him also died. Now they are probably scattered and panic-stricken. They may be defeated without a fight soon."

Zhao Zhoucheng raised his straight eyebrows and looked at Fang Cheng with his chin raised arrogantly: "Haha! Good! This brother-in-law of mine has never disappointed me.

snort!

Lin Qingyue was just a young boy who didn't know his own limitations. Even if he had Tang Baokun's help, what would that do? He was still beaten back.

This is just an appetizer, don't worry! When General Zheng takes action, few people can survive.

Isn't that old fellow Lin Mubai proud of Lin Qingyue? Then let him send off the young one.

If I were to remove the mainstay of the Lin family, who would be left? Lin Xian? Humph!

A scholar is good for nothing. How could he have gotten that official position if it weren't for the support of that old bastard Lin Mubai?

As long as Lin Qingyue died, who else in the Lin Mansion could be of great use? Isn't it just Lin Xi who hasn't even got the title of princess? Therefore, the Lin Mansion is no longer a threat from now on.

I believe that in a few days, we will wait for the Lin family to hold a funeral for Lin Qingyue! Haha!

As for that old bastard Tang Baokun, I will make sure he never returns.

Quickly send a pigeon message to General Zheng, telling him to fight with all his might, because life and death on the battlefield are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are in the hands of God.

They still want to destroy General Zheng, they are simply courting death."

"Yes, I will do it immediately."

Fang Cheng received the order and was about to leave, but Zhao Zhoucheng stopped him.

"Is that slave girl dead?"

Fang Cheng nodded again and whispered: "Don't worry, sir, everything is under your control."

"Haha! Yeah! That's right! As long as that bitch is dead, what can happen even if I'm discovered? There's no evidence, so what can Jiang Che, the high-handed and arrogant regent, do to me?

What can the little emperor do to me? Aren’t these common people all manipulated by me? They think they can compete with me? It’s wishful thinking. Humph! "

Fang Cheng's face was full of flattery, his eyes flashing with deep awe and admiration for Zhao Zhoucheng. He leaned forward, almost close to Zhao Zhoucheng's ear, and whispered softly: "Your Excellency is in control of the situation and can win battles thousands of miles away. Those so-called heroes are just chess pieces on your chessboard, at your mercy.

Look inside and outside the court, who is not afraid of your reputation? Who does not know your methods? Those ordinary people who claim to be righteous are just like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. You only need to push them lightly to make them disappear into ashes. "

After saying this, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he had witnessed with his own eyes the magnificent scene described by Zhao Zhoucheng.

In the study, the flickering candlelight illuminated Zhao Zhoucheng's gloomy face, adding a bit of intimidating aura to him, as if the whole world was in his control.

It was as if he had already sat on a high position, as if everyone in the world was submitting to him.

Zhao Zhoucheng raised his hand and touched the back of his head. He looked at Fang Cheng, raised his eyebrows and smiled, pretending to be angry and scolded: "What did I teach you on weekdays? We can be vigorous in doing things, but as a person! We still have to be low-key."

Zhao Zhoucheng slowly walked to the window. The night was as dark as ink and the moonlight was thin. It shone through the half-open window lattice onto his not-so-old but majestic face, reflecting a complex look.

He sighed softly and looked into the distance with deep eyes, as if he could see through the night and see the unpredictable future.

“Don’t forget that there are always people who are better than you and there are always mountains that are better than you.”

He murmured to himself, his voice low and magnetic, echoing in the empty study.

"We must not be too ostentatious, lest we attract unnecessary troubles."

After saying this, he turned around, his eyes like torches, sweeping across every corner of the study, finally stopping on Fang Cheng, with an unquestionable majesty.

"Even if Zong'er succeeds in getting married, it will only be the first step in a long journey. I believe that our Zhao family has been loyal for generations, and we must not lose our original intentions because of temporary power.

Remember, true power does not lie in how many people you can suppress, but in how many hearts you can unite. What we need to do is to win the hearts of the people with wisdom and virtue, rather than relying solely on power.

Fang Cheng nodded repeatedly in agreement to Zhao Zhoucheng's sermon.

"I will keep your teachings in mind, and I know what to do now. If there is nothing else to do, I will take my leave."

Just as Fang Cheng was about to leave after he finished speaking, Zhao Zhoucheng called him again.

"How is Zong'er doing? Is there any news coming back?

Did you forget the last time I asked you to pass on a message?"

Fang Cheng walked up to Zhao Zhoucheng again, clasped his hands together, leaned forward, lowered his head and whispered: "Don't worry, sir, I dare not forget what you arranged. The news has been passed on a long time ago. I'm afraid that the eldest son didn't reply because he is preparing to return to the capital.

You should know better than me that the eldest master is always cautious in his work. If he is not busy, he will definitely reply to your message."

"Um"

Zhao Zhoucheng looked at him and nodded with satisfaction: "That's good, indeed, Zong'er has always been cautious in doing things. If he received the news, he would definitely reply. Maybe he has already prepared to return to the Imperial Capital.

Okay, go and arrange things for Nanjing. As for Zong'er, you don't need to worry too much for now."

"Yes"

Fang Cheng took the order and turned around and left quickly.

……

Looking at Fang Cheng's leaving back, Mrs. Zhao staggered and almost fell to the ground at the corner of the study.

Fortunately, the old lady next to her was quick to help her.

She originally wanted to come and ask if there was any news about Ning'er, but she never thought that she would hear such a rebellious conversation between Zhao Zhoucheng and Fang Cheng.

Looking at the lady's pale face, the nanny beside her was worried.

Because the eldest daughter ran away from home, the lady couldn't eat or sleep and was extremely worried.

But now, she hasn't even gotten any news about the eldest daughter, but has received such shocking news. How... can her wife bear it?

The two of them took advantage of the moonlight to quickly leave the study and sit down in the pavilion. Looking at Zheng, who was trembling all over, with her lips slightly pursed and her hands tightly twisting a handkerchief, the nanny couldn't help but frown.

"lady"

The nanny looked at Zheng and consoled her: "Don't worry too much. Everyone has their own destiny and wealth is determined by God. Let's just let nature take its course and let the master do whatever he wants!"

Zheng was stunned for a long time before she found her voice. She raised her hand and patted her chest to calm herself down. Then she was seen sobbing silently with trembling lips.

"What a sin! I never thought of asking about the affairs of the court, but I never expected that this father and son would have such ambitions. No wonder my Ning'er abandoned me as her mother."