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Chapter 9 Disembowelment
  Chen Zhuo's eyelids twitched.

What does it mean for a daughter to call her father by his first name?
  Also, the princess asked this, obviously dissatisfied with his inaction.

"Yes, these minor ministers know." Chen Zhuo sighed and explained in a low voice: "The princess is underage and keeps her filial piety in the inner house. There must be someone in the palace who takes charge."

"Wei Chen is in charge of political affairs, which is beyond our control. It is not that no one is gossiping inside and outside the palace. It is said that Wei Chen deceived the young master and took over the power alone. Lu Junma is the father of the princess, so it is justifiable for Wei Chen to stand up for the princess. It is really inconvenient for Wei Chen to stop him. .”

Chen Zhuo's life has not been easy this year. The capital has to deal with it, the internal affairs of Nanyang County need to be worried about, the public sentiment in the palace needs to be suppressed, and the princess has to take care of Lu Xuan.

He has a long history, gets a salary, and does the work of four people.

No one can question his loyalty to King Nanyang.

In her previous life, she listened to Lu Xuan and left Nanyang County. Chen Zhuo couldn't stop her and sent her to the capital in person. Before leaving, he said to her: "I will definitely guard Nanyang County for the princess."

At that time, she was young and ignorant, and did not know the weight of this sentence.

With Chen Zhuo here, Lu Xuan has never been able to completely control the Nanyang Palace. Five years later, Chen Zhuo encountered a group of bandits while traveling and died accidentally. After that, no one could stop Lu Xuan.

Whether Chen Zhuo's death in his previous life was an accident or not is no longer possible to find out the truth.

Jiang Shaohua was silent for a moment before he opened his mouth: "Chen Changshi has concerns and difficulties, and I don't mean to blame you. I am keeping you here today because I want to speak from my heart to you."

"Nanyang County is the fiefdom left to me by my grandfather, and I will never allow anyone to take it away from me. Lu Xuan is no exception!"

"From today on, Chen Changshi will handle the small matters in the house, and I will make the decision on the major matters."

"The food and clothing for Lu Xuan, Aunt Mei and their son will be provided as usual. Large amounts of money expenditures must be reported to me. If I don't nod, the accountant will not be able to disburse money."

Without money, nothing can be done.

This is the fastest and most effective way to cut off Lu Xuan's hands and feet.

Chen Zhuo suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart and responded calmly: "I have all written down what the princess said."

"There is one more thing." Jiang Shaohua's eyes flashed slightly: "The Empress Dowager Zheng sent Eunuch Zhao here and will arrive in Nanyang County soon."

"Please Chen Changshi go to greet you on my behalf."

Chen Zhuo agreed immediately.

Jiang Shaohua did not use euphemistic hints, but spoke very clearly: "Lu Xuan had evil intentions and wanted to meet Eunuch Zhao in person, but I stopped him. Based on my understanding of him, he will definitely send someone secretly." .”

"Chen Changshi immediately sent someone to stop Lu Xuan's people."

Emperor Taikang has always been eyeing Nanyang County.

Empress Dowager Zheng is the biological mother of Emperor Taikang, the eldest sister-in-law of the late King of Nanyang, and the great-aunt of Jiang Shaohua. But the royal family has never been a place that only talks about family ties and blood ties. Empress Dowager Zheng sent Eunuch Zhao here, maybe she didn't have any good intentions.

Lu Xuan sent someone to see Eunuch Zhao. What did he want to do?
  Chen Zhuo's mind was spinning, and he didn't know what he thought of. Anger filled his eyes: "Don't worry, Princess, I'll leave this matter to you."

Jiang Shaohua relaxed his brows and smiled slightly: "Thank you, Chen Changshi."

Her grandfather not only left Nanyang County to her, but also left behind a group of loyal, reliable and capable ministers. Whether she can take them for her own use depends on her ability and means.

……

It was almost dusk when I stepped out of the study.

The sky is filled with sunset, and the setting sun is like fire, brilliant and noisy.

Jiang Shaohua stopped and stared quietly for a long time.

It's so good to be alive, to see such beautiful scenery and to make decisions again at important intersections in life.

Song Yuan didn't make a sound and stood by silently.

"I'm going to the school martial arts field." Jiang Shaohua retracted his gaze and turned to Song Yuan: "Uncle, accompany me." Song Yuan's dark face turned dark red, and he was a little uneasy: "Princess, please don't defeat the general. "

Behind him, there are twenty personal guards! All of them straightened their backs and looked straight, but their ears were actually erect.

Jiang Shaohua smiled: "Okay, Commander Song will accompany me to the school martial arts field."

Song Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and nodded in agreement.

Twenty personal guards also accompanied him.

A group of guards with piercing eyes surrounded the slender little girl. There was an inexplicable sense of joy in this scene.

The school martial arts field is located in the northeast corner of the palace, covering an area of ​​about 20 acres. It can be ridden back and forth several times, and it is enough for two hundred guards to practice.

In fact, there are only two hundred personal guards stationed in the palace. The other 1,800 personal guards are all in the personal guard barracks.

The stables are not far away and house dozens of horses of various breeds. They are all good horses and horses that King Nanyang collected for his precious granddaughter when he was still alive.

Jiang Shaohua stepped into the stable.

The steward of the stable came forward diligently: "I wonder which horse the princess would like to ride today?"

Jiang Shaohua glanced casually and pointed. Steward Chang hurriedly led out the tall black horse.

Jiang Shaohua's riding skills were superb and he got on the horse neatly without help from anyone. Clamping the horse's belly with both feet, the horse rushed out of the stable.

Twenty personal guards had already dispersed and were vigilantly guarding the surroundings of the school martial arts field.

Song Yuan stood outside the stable and looked at the figure of the girl galloping on the horse.

That year, at the age of fifteen, he entered the Nanyang Prince's Mansion for the first time. That year, Jiang Yan was only ten years old. She was frail, noble, beautiful and delicate. She looked at him with clear black and white eyes: "Cousin Yuan, my father never allowed me to ride a horse. Can you teach me to ride a horse?"

Unable to refuse, he quietly helped her get on the horse, held the horse's rope, and walked around the pasture.

Jiang Yan was very happy.

He was scolded by his aunt and scolded by his uncle. But next time, as long as Jiang Yan opened her mouth, he would still listen to her.

His aunt and uncle saw it in their eyes and acquiesced in his getting close to cousin Jiang Yan.

He waited for her for five years and finally waited until she was old enough. If nothing unexpected happens, he will enter his wife's palace and guard her for the rest of his life.

Unexpectedly, the "accident" came unexpectedly. Fifteen-year-old Jiang Yan went to the temple to burn incense and met Lu Xuan...

The past events emerged vividly, and a familiar bitterness and darkness surged in Song Yuan's heart.

When Jiang Yan was twenty years old, she worked hard to give birth to her daughter Jiang Shaohua. He passed away a year later. Before she closed her eyes, she begged softly: "Cousin Yuan, after I die, you can take care of my time for me."

With tears in his eyes, he nodded in agreement.

For the rest of his life, he will do his best to protect the princess.

"Uncle," the princess rode her horse in front of him at some point and said with a smile, "How about fighting with me?"

Probably because he had heard it many times, Song Yuan was no longer so embarrassed and nodded with a smile.

There is a weapons room next to the school martial arts field. There are eighteen kinds of weapons including swords, guns, clubs, hooks, axes, bows, arrows, swords and whips. Each piece shone with a faint cold light, and they were all superior weapons made of fine iron.

The King of Nanyang was both civil and military. Jiang Shaohua practiced martial arts with his grandfather for several years and learned all kinds of weapons.

She glanced at the weapon rack and selected a long gun.

(End of this chapter)