Evil Girl Reborn: The Eldest Princess, She Takes Manchurian Civil and Military Affairs

Chapter 68 Someone Follows
Ji Lan touched her icy cold hands, her eyes turned red, "Princess, hurry back to Qingsi Hall to take a bath, you can't catch the cold."

Yiman rubbed his hands together, feeling that even the blood was icy, and his voice was surprisingly calm, "Go to the East Palace to warm up, just in time to see Brother Huang."

Although Ji Lan felt distressed, she didn't dare to stop her. She responded and tightened Yiman's arms.

Judging from the emperor's attitude towards her at present, there should be a father-daughter relationship, but after all, she can't rely on the emperor's little mercy to live.

What's more, the emperor can't stay in power all the time.

As soon as he arrived at the uterus, he was welcomed in by the eunuch in charge.

"Princess, please come in quickly."

Entering the main hall, there are stoves around and in the middle of the hall, and it feels like spring.

Yiman's muscles and bones relaxed a lot, and he took off the big turtle.

The prince looked at Yiman's trembling fingertips worriedly, poured a cup of hot tea and pushed it over, "Why come here in this cold weather?"

Yiman glanced at the palace guards in the palace, the prince glanced at the eunuch in charge, and the palace staff backed out.

"Ji Lan, go and guard outside."

Ji Lan responded, and made a gesture of invitation to the eunuch in charge of the crown prince's uterus. The eunuch in charge glanced at the prince and went out together.

The prince handed the stove in his hand to Yiman again, "You are weak. It's the same as asking a female official to come and tell me if you have something to do."

Yiman suddenly felt that the stove in his hand was hot, "Brother Huang, what are your plans for the next five years?"

The prince paused while pouring tea, poured a new cup of tea, and took a sip. "You have done well in your homework recently. I think you are better than Lao Qi."

Ever since the crown prince knew that she was eavesdropping outside the Chongwen Hall, he has been discussing with her about the state affairs and analyzing opinions, and even Mi Taifu's professors have become more and more extensive.

A shocking guess slowly emerged in Yiman's mind, and the look in the eyes of the prince gradually became a little confused and horrified, "Does the emperor want me to assist Xiu Ning, or—— want me to be the prince?"

The prince put down his teacup without lifting his eyelids, and said in a gentle voice, "It's fine." Suddenly, he seemed to think of something funny, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes, "If you are, you should be called the prince."

He looked at the prince in confusion, his brows furrowed and relaxed.

The prince seemed to be talking in a homely manner, "What's the matter? Gaozu is a woman. Don't you want to replace the emperor's brother?"

Yiman smiled and shook his head, "This is not a problem between men and women. I thought that a high-ranking person would never be willing to step aside and do something difficult and impossible with very little reward."

The prince stood up and turned his back to Yiman, the light reflected by the white snow came in from the window, his thin back seemed to be shining.

"Yiman, you are in politics, and the rewards are immeasurable. Although the world is demanding on women and the process is difficult, it is possible for you."

"What about the Seventh Prince?"

"The mind is insidious, and it is difficult to become a master."

"What about the other princes?"

"Not as good as you."

Yiman considers himself ruthless and will do whatever it takes to get what he wants.Principles are gone when wild dogs snatch your body parts in mass graves. Apart from a bottom line of neither length nor width, there is really nothing left.

She looked at the prince's back and really didn't understand how her return could be reflected, how could she make the prince feel that he could trust Daling.

The prince turned around and saw Yiman staring at him in complete doubt.He stretched out his hand and wanted to pat her on the head like he did when he was a child, but he shifted slightly and patted her on the shoulder.

If Daling really falls into her hands in the future, as an elder brother, he will feel heartbroken.As the prince, he would believe her.

"Brother Imperial, is your plan for the next five years to let me take your place?"

"Your political thinking and handling of affairs are immature. Now that you have worshiped Mi Taifu as your teacher, you should learn how to be a king. The rest will be left to the emperor brother. Your difficulties in the next few years will be handled by the emperor brother." Can't help."

After leaving the uterus, Yiman felt mixed feelings.

"Princess, watch your step."

Yiman quickly grabbed Ji Lan's arm, and the attendants behind him hurriedly guarded Yiman.

The ground was slippery after the snow, with lingering fear in his heart, he held his arms together.

She doesn't want to ascend to the position of the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, she just wants to live a prosperous life, stand on the height of power, and be a princess in her later years.

But the position mentioned by Brother Huang, standing at the pinnacle of power, is particularly attractive.

It's just that it's too heavy a responsibility to shoulder Da Ling.

She didn't know if she could pass through the thorns and obstacles in the world and stand on the highest point.

After returning to the Qingsi Hall to take a bath, Yiman was still shivering. Ji Lan pressed him under the quilt and covered him for two hours before he felt his feet were warm.

"Princess, why don't you go and call Doctor Huang?"

Yiman shook his head slightly, "No need, just ask someone to ask Doctor Huang for the medicine. He should have changed the prescription."

"Yes."

"Where is the pine cone, are you back?"

"I'm back. I'm warming my hands in the outer hall."

Yiman folded the quilt and sat up, "Let her in."

Song Guo walked out of the inner room like a bouncing bunny holding the hand stove, fearing the cold on her body, she didn't dare to get too close to Yi Man.

"How about it?"

Song Guo smiled triumphantly, "I found out, that lord is Mr. Zuo Qinglu, Zhongshu Sheng. The servant not only found out where his mansion is, but also asked who is in his mansion. Asked the guards of the palace, In the past month, Mr. Zuo has entered the palace more frequently."

Zhongshu Sheng is responsible for decision-making, drafting and promulgating imperial edicts.It seems that this Mr. Zuo is likely to be the person who participated in the promotion of the New Deal reform, even if he is not the main person, he must be involved in it.

Yiman smiled and nodded, "Pine cones are really powerful."

Song Guo smiled embarrassingly, "Princess, don't treat your servant as a child. The servant is almost old enough. By the way, when the servant entered the palace, I also met the officials of the state and county. I don't know if it will be useful."

"Where are the officials?"

Song Guo pursed her lips and thought for a while, "It seems to be Sima Gaoyang. The servant only saw him hurriedly writing his name at the palace gate and then entered the palace."

Gao Yang?

Those were one of the few feudal towns. Although there were county officials, a garrison was left there because they wanted to quell the rebellion more than ten years ago.Later, after the rebellion was quelled, there happened the Fengmen Palace Change, and then the dynasty changed, and the garrison stayed there without anyone mentioning it.

Later, in order to free up his hands to take care of the government, the emperor simply canonized the leading general at that time.

The current commander of Gaoyang's army should be his son Cheng Youseng. It is reasonable for the emperor to have free hands now and want to strengthen centralization of power.

That place is close to Jindu. Could it be that entering the palace at such a time has something to do with the New Deal's suppression of the aristocratic family?
In the next few days, Yiman would often go to Yanying Hall to deliver some soup while the afternoon was a little calmer.

No matter what the reason of the emperor is or what his face is, Yiman always has a smile on his face, setting a model of the royal princess's demeanor and bearing.

After such a few days, when a minister occasionally met her, she couldn't help but praise the princess.

Today, Yiman looked at the empty food box in the hands of the Yangong people and sighed.

It has been more than ten days, but I still haven't found out anything from Yanying Hall, not even the Gaoyang Sima that Song Guo mentioned.

As soon as Manman saw Ji Lan coughing lightly, he knew that someone was following him again.

(End of this chapter)