The cruel little princess

Shen Zijin also echoed: "Dad, you always say that I act rashly. If I only have your protection, I won't be able to stand on my own. Besides..."

He deliberately lowered his voice, his eyes full of cunning, "My sister will give birth in a few months. Don't you want to stay home, wait for your grandson to be born, and enjoy the happiness of family life?"

Shen Duanfang was touched by his children's words, and his originally excited mind was instantly brought back to normal. The warm scene of playing with his grandchildren in the future involuntarily emerged in his mind, and his heart was full of longing and expectation.

Seeing this, His Royal Highness Prince Jin added, "What's more, Big Brother is holding black gunpowder. No matter how the enemy uses their tactics, they will find it difficult to get close, which naturally increases our chances of victory."

Everyone's tense nerves gradually relaxed. Having already agreed on a general plan of action, they put their worries aside for the time being and enjoyed the new dishes with peace of mind.

Shen Zijin's cheeks were puffed up, his mouth was full of oil, and his feeling of happiness was beyond words. He couldn't help but joked to Wang Gang: "Xiaogang, you are probably a hidden chef, right?

How could there be a culinary master as skilled as the top scholar?!"

After that, he started to eat the spicy and delicious Maoxuewang with relish, and kept exclaiming in admiration, saying it was so delicious.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, the maids came in one after another, quickly cleared away the leftovers, cleaned the table, and quickly served steaming hot tea.

Shen Zijin caressed her round belly with a touch of satisfaction and asked doubtfully, "So, all I need to do is find an excuse to rush to the border?"

He was secretly wondering why he felt no discomfort during the meal this time. In the past, he would vomit violently after eating, but now he was safe and sound. He didn't know whether his body had suddenly recovered or Wang Gang's cooking skills were too tempting.

However, at this moment everyone's thoughts were occupied by returning to the border.

Although the Qinglong Kingdom claimed to come to negotiate peace, Princess Fukang's behavior was despicable and she was ordered to return by the emperor. In addition, Fu Junhua's "death" brought the peace talks to a standstill.

According to common sense, the border defense does need to be strengthened, but the father and son of the Shen family have just returned to Beijing with their recent military achievements and honors. The emperor's mind is unpredictable. Will he be afraid that their achievements will threaten his authority and intend to take back the military power?

Or perhaps he was worried that their roots in the border areas were getting deeper and their power was growing, so he promoted new generals to replace them?

These are all thorny issues that need to be considered urgently. Therefore, if we want to return to the border, the emperor must take the initiative to speak.

His Royal Highness Prince Jin sat with the father and son of the Shen family, talking to each other and making many suggestions one after another. However, after repeated consideration and discussion, they were all rejected one by one due to loopholes or risks.

On the other side, Shen Youyou and Wang Gang were leisurely. Each of them grabbed a handful of melon seeds and ate them with relish. They listened to their argument with interest while drinking tea, as if they were spectators who were not involved.

"Sister You, what do you think we should do about this? I want to go to the border, but I can't ask for permission myself. I have to get someone else to ask for it."

Wang Gang frowned slightly and asked Shen Youyou for advice with a distressed look on his face.

Shen Youyou gently picked up the teacup, parted her red lips, blew away the cool air, and said calmly: "The situation in the previous dynasty was complicated and intricate, and a single move could affect the entire body. I am just a woman and know very little about this.

This is not like a street dispute where the winner can be decided with just one fight.

Life is short, so it is better to enjoy life while you can!

For example, if you stew a big pork elbow that is soft, glutinous, and melts in your mouth at night, I will suddenly be craving it."

Wang Gang was not distracted by her words and was still immersed in his thoughts. After a moment, his eyes lit up and he slammed his hand on the table, shouting excitedly, "I figured it out!"

This sudden sound attracted everyone's attention, and four pairs of eyes were directed at him.

"What did you think of? Tell me quickly!" Shen Zijin urged anxiously.

Wang Gang suddenly felt a huge pressure. Under the expectant gaze of everyone, he slowly said, "Brother, why don't you go out more these days and find a young man with a strong background and beat him up..."

Then……"

He stopped talking here. After all, if he continued, it would inevitably be seen as inciting trouble.

His Royal Highness Prince Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully considering the feasibility of this proposal.

After a moment, he nodded slightly: "Well, Junior Brother, this plan is very good and makes a lot of sense."

"I also think Xiaogangzi's idea is feasible!" Shen Duanfang crossed his arms in front of his chest to show his agreement.

Everyone's attention shifted to Shen Zijin, who shrugged nonchalantly, "Why are you looking at me?

If you all think it's feasible, then I will follow your plan without any objection!"

So Wang Gang also joined the discussion camp. Everyone talked one after another and discussed heatedly. Finally, they finalized the plan and decided to act accordingly.

"But who should I choose..." Shen Duanfang looked troubled and muttered to himself, "Who should I beat up?"

He knew very well that the General Guarding the Country was now a super-first-rank official with a respected status and position.

If you choose to attack the children of officials below the third rank, I am afraid that they will not only not dare to fight back, but may also try to please you with a lecherous face. In this way, not only will you fail to achieve your goal, but you may also cause a joke or trouble.

If one chooses someone of similar rank, he must be at least of the second rank and his family must be quite prestigious in the court. After the child is beaten, the adults in the family will be able to speak in front of the emperor and then file a complaint to put pressure on him. In this way, the emperor can know about the matter in a natural way without appearing to be doing it deliberately.

His Royal Highness Prince Jin frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

After a while, his eyes lit up and he called out, "An Er!"

As the voice fell, a dark shadow flashed like a ghost. An Er had already appeared in the hall, knelt on one knee, and asked respectfully: "What are your orders, Your Majesty?"

His Royal Highness Prince Jin didn't beat around the bush and said directly, "Let's discuss this. In a couple of days, let's have Big Brother go out and pick a fight. Who would be the most appropriate person to fight with?"

Shen Zijin was the first to speak: "How is the Prince of Ningguo?"

An Er shook his head without hesitation and quickly responded: "No, no!

The Prince of Ningguo was a bookworm who only cared about studying.

He rarely leaves the house and rarely shows up in public, so there's no chance of a conflict with him."

"Where is the second young master of the Su family?" Shen Zijin mentioned another candidate.

An Er frowned slightly and explained, "Although the Second Young Master of the Su Mansion is idle all day long, playing with cats and dogs, he is too weak.

With your skill, I'm afraid you only need one punch to knock him down so that he can't get up...

If there really is a chance...

If this gets out, it will inevitably lead to criticism and accusations that we are bullying the weak."

"Where is my eldest cousin?" His Royal Highness Prince Jin asked tentatively.

Upon hearing this, An Er was speechless and secretly complained in his heart: My prince, you are so cruel that you even consider your own cousin!

He looked helpless, and after a moment's silence, he still said with a stiff upper lip, "If you really beat up the eldest cousin of the Wu family, your dignity will be completely destroyed. This is unacceptable both morally and morally."

His Royal Highness Prince Jin coughed lightly, looking a little embarrassed, and then asked, "Who else is suitable?"

An Er hesitated for a moment, his voice so low it was barely audible: "Actually... there is a candidate..."

"Who?" His Royal Highness Prince Jin and Shen Zijin asked in unison.

An Er raised his head and uttered a few words carefully: "The prince's fifth brother, His Royal Highness Prince Rui..."

Before he could finish his words, he disappeared like an arrow from a bow, without even having time to say goodbye.

He knew very well that this idea was too shocking. If he stayed for a moment, he would make the prince angry and his butt would be beaten to a pulp. It would be better for him to run away.

A cold air swept across the outside world, but the earth dragons in the meeting hall were burning hot.

The atmosphere in His Royal Highness Prince Jin's residence was somewhat solemn.

Although the mysterious An Er had just run away like a gust of wind, the matter he left behind regarding the selection of "His Royal Highness Prince Rui" was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, stirring up a thousand waves in everyone's hearts.

Everyone was carefully screening in their minds those candidates who might be related to the current situation and who could be qualified.

However, after some thought, they helplessly discovered that they really could not find a candidate more suitable than His Royal Highness Prince Rui.

"Are we really going to choose His Royal Highness Prince Rui?" Shen Duanfang asked hesitantly.

"This is a prince! A real prince! And his mother is the most favored concubine in the harem..." Shen Duanfang felt hesitant.

His Royal Highness Prince Jin's brows knitted slightly, his deep eyes gleaming with thought. Suddenly, he raised his head slightly and said loudly, "An Er!"

The sound echoed in the silent mansion.

In an instant, as if a black lightning flashed across the night sky, An Er's figure whooshed like a ghost and reappeared in front of everyone.