Need for a Guard

Yan Jing didn't pay attention to Yan Tong who was hiding his face and walked away, and directly looked at Yan Jun with sullen eyes, and said in a commanding manner: "The emperor's uncle governed the south of the Yangtze River, and it is very effective. There are groups of advisers, generals gathered, and the direction of the soldiers is majestic. , All of these make me admire from the bottom of my heart, and I also heard that the emperor's uncle and aunt's brother and sister are deeply in love, but... I have a troublesome matter that is still unresolved, so I must ask the emperor's uncle for clarification."

"You... what do you want to ask?"

Fu Wang's face was ashen, and the arm holding the armrest trembled slightly, faintly feeling that the little Ga Yazi was about to fight back.

"Why is the emperor so nervous?"

Yanjing's long and narrow eyes contained a hint of coldness, she stared straight at King Fu, and said loudly: "Since the uncle has a deep affection for my aunt and brother and sister, then I shouldn't turn a blind eye to my aunt's suffering!"

"The emperor's uncle claims that there are many advisers and generals under his rule. In the past ten years, have you ever summoned your advisers to worry about your aunt's life-long happiness? Have you ever gathered his soldiers and horses, and the soldiers pointed directly at Mongolia, and forcibly broke the prison for my aunt?" The shackles on my body? Although I am small and weak, I still have this heart, I wonder what the emperor thinks?"

After He Dan heard this, he exchanged a glance with Huang Huan, with a strange look in his eyes.

Being questioned by Yan Jing in a disheveled manner, Fu Wang broke out in a cold sweat, slapped the armrest heavily, stood up, glared at each other, and argued, "Why not? This king is the son of the princess day and night. The marriage is full of worries, but it has been planned and arranged in secret..."

"The emperor's words may be convincing? And the emperor's plan will take ten years? Auntie has been waiting for ten years for this, how many more years can I wait?"

Yan Jing was merciless, pacing, standing in front of King Fu, her eyes were piercing, and her momentum was compelling, "As far as I know, members of the Mongolian royal family send Mongolian cavalry to visit my aunt every year, and regard my aunt as a member of the Mongolian royal family. Princess, but the emperor's uncle is not only not angry, but instead welcomes his relatives, commanders and ministers, entertains his guests, presents gold, silver and jewels to satisfy his selfishness, and presents beauties and beauties to make him obscene. Joy, haha... funny! Really funny!"

He laughed three times, shook his arm fiercely, pointed his immature little finger into King Fu's eyes, raised his eyebrows and said: "Uncle Emperor, don't blame me for being presumptuous, but I would like to ask, when the Mongolian envoy hugged gold and silver happily Laugh, your counselor and wise man will come out?"

"When those black-haired Mongolian envoys ride on the bellies of tear-stained beauties, lascivious, laughing and humiliating, where are your fierce generals curled up in a corner? Where did the planning and arrangement go? Which dog hole did you hide in your so-called soldiers, and you dare not come out to fight the Mongolian cavalry? Could it be that those elite soldiers under the emperor's uncle will become paperless when they meet the Mongolian cavalry? gone?"

This series of questions, like an overwhelming tide, swept Fu Wang into the whirlpool, almost suffocating him.

"You... you are so rude!"

Although the autumn was scorching, King Fu only felt cold all over his body, as if he was in an ice cellar, and all his strength was drained.

He stared angrily at this little gruff, but couldn't refute. He sat tremblingly on the chair, his mind was buzzing—although he suffered naked humiliation, he was ashamed, But I don't know how to fight back.

In fact, Fu Wang Yanjun pushed himself into a dead corner, but he couldn't get out no matter what, it was really a dilemma.

If Fu Wang admits that his soldiers and horses are not sharp enough, it is not feasible. Otherwise, he has already bragged countless times about the big words of "consultants come forth in large numbers, and fierce generals are like clouds", how can he explain it?Isn't that slapping yourself hard?

But if he made up his mind and insisted that his martial arts and martial arts are extremely tyrannical, why would he greet the Mongolian envoy with a smile and put on a pug attitude to please?

Could it be that his so-called elite soldiers and strong generals became decorations when they met Mongolian iron cavalry?

Or maybe it makes people suspect that the brother-sister relationship between him and Yan Tong is perfunctory, or even suspect that he deliberately sent Yan Tong sheep to the tiger's mouth to please Mongolia?

Oh my god!

Fu Wang sat there slumped, thinking wildly, and felt that his head was as big as a bucket, and he had no way to face it, let alone face to argue.

At this moment, there are mixed feelings in his heart, besides the shame, resentment and resentment towards the little emperor, deep down, there is also a debt to Yan Tong.

"Uncle Huang, what are you talking about?"

Yan Jing regained her composure, narrowing her long and narrow eyes slightly, "Not only do I want to know how King Fu explained it, but Bai Yushi, Commander Kang, and the Empress Dowager also want to know the secret behind it!"

Seeing Fu Wang, who was still extremely arrogant just now, now with his tail tightly between his legs, looking depressed, let alone how comfortable he was.

"This……"

Fu Wang's face was embarrassing, he didn't know how to deal with it, and desperately winked at He Dan, asking him to come forward to relieve his embarrassment.

He Dan was also scared into cold sweat by Yan Jing's sharp words just now, and he didn't dare to underestimate him anymore, but he felt puzzled in his heart—the sharp sophistry of such a little emperor has the same essence as Shi Yue What about the similarities?

He had no time to think about it, got up quickly, and said: "Your Majesty, don't you hear that haste makes waste? King Fu only showed his favor to the Mongolian royal family on the surface, intending to paralyze those arrogant reckless people, but in fact he was secretly ready to go. The countermeasure is to wait until the time is right, and there will be soldiers holding sharp swords to justify the name of the eldest princess."

"Haste makes waste?"

Yanjing laughed loudly: "It's been exactly ten years since my aunt's wedding. Could it be that the emperor intends to sharpen his sword in ten years? Haha... It really is so cheap!"

Looking back at King Fu, he paused word by word: "Uncle Emperor, if I remember correctly, the Mongolian royal family is showing off its power, and the day of going to the south of the Yangtze River is approaching. Is the sword sharpened by uncle ten years sharp enough!"

Yanjing's move completely pushed King Fu into a dead end. Even if King Fu didn't want to offend the Mongolian royal family, he probably didn't have a better excuse.

King Fu patted the armrest heavily, and snorted coldly, as a response to Yan Jing.

The scene fell into an embarrassing situation again.

He Dan rolled his eyes and said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, King Fu, we will discuss this matter later. Don't forget that we came here today to visit the Queen Mother, and now we are in Fushou Palace, but we are talking about the government affairs of the court. Isn't it right?" Is the queen mother disrespectful?"

Oops... I'm so stupid!

Fu Wang patted his forehead annoyed: This is a good excuse, why didn't I think of it just now?What a shame to throw it home.

Fu Wang was also not an ordinary person, he put away his decadent attitude, expressed anxiety, and bowed to the Queen Mother, "Queen Mother, what's wrong with you?"

The queen mother didn't answer, but Yanjing laughed loudly: "The queen mother doesn't know what kind of disease she has, do you think it's strange?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone froze there!