Miss Fortune: Is the regent ready for today?

Chapter 357 The Crown Prince and Tutor
In the twenty-third year of Xianghe, the Northern Liao Palace.

Recently, Emperor Gong adopted a legitimate daughter from the Fangshan family as his concubine, and escorted the procession out of the palace. The rules and regulations were almost beyond the Queen's etiquette. There was a lot of discussion in the government and the public, but no ministers dared to publicly report that this matter was inappropriate.

At that time, Bian Xiangfu had just turned sixteen. Just like Hedan now, he was awarded the title of chess champion and became famous all over the world. Emperor Gong had many children, and they were all old enough to study. So as soon as the imperial edict was issued, Bian Xiangfu was summoned to the palace and ordered to teach the princes and princesses policy studies.

Although Kunshan's poor family is poor, the skills passed down from his ancestors cannot be copied. As the most outstanding disciple of his generation, Bian Xiangfu is proud and proud.

When she met Emperor Gong, she knelt down and lowered her eyebrows, but said that she would only teach one person in her life. And the person she teaches will definitely be crowned emperor, spread over the Northern Liao Kingdom of Zuo, and prosper the Wan family.

The middle-aged Emperor Gong had never seen such a arrogant girl. He frowned and asked: "Even if you are named the Northern Liao chess leader, you come from a humble background. If you dare to discuss the royal family inheritance in front of me, I am not afraid that I will chop off your head." ?”

Bian Xiangfu straightened his back and answered neither humble nor arrogantly: "I'm not afraid. Your Majesty should know very well that Kunshan has this ability."

The poor family in Kunshan has existed since the founding of the Northern Liao Dynasty, and the emperors of the Wan clan often met with the children of the poor family. This is clearly recorded in the history books. Even after Emperor Gong ascended the throne, he summoned Bian Xiangfu's master Bian Dao to discuss the layout of the military and political cities in Northern Liao.

But in the past hundred years, no one has dared to call itself "Kunshan".

Her words were a disguised way of telling Emperor Gong that she alone could represent the entire poor family in Kunshan.

Emperor Gong's frown was still unresolved. He looked at the kneeling girl in the hall for a moment and said with a smile: "I have studied your strategy and I have to say that you are much better than your master. But young people should not be so sharp. You know What is hiding?"

"It's safe to hide one's skill from one's clumsiness, but Kunshan feels that in this life, one has to live with an edge." The girl raised her head, her eyes fixed on the face of the middle-aged emperor, "Taking the recent actions of His Majesty in accepting concubines, if you If you really appreciate Zangzhuo, you won't do it so grandly. The queen manages the harem diligently and is not wrong, but her mother's family is domineering and arrogant, and she has repeatedly offended Long Yan by taking Concubine Fang into the palace. A sharp-edged suppression?"

"I'm not a young man." Emperor Gong found it interesting. His adoption of Fang Fei aroused dissatisfaction from both the government and the public. However, those with wine and rice bags only dared to talk behind his back, and no one dared to step into his palace and express their opinions in person.

The girl in front of me seems to have just grown hairpins, right? She is quite brave, and her master may not dare to say these words.

Emperor Gong asked again with great interest: "Do you know what you are asking for from me?"

"The Crown Prince and Tutor." Bian Xiangfu answered very calmly and naturally, "Kunshan wants to be the Crown Prince and Tutor of Northern Liao."

"This official position carries too many things. Can you, a teenage girl, handle it?"

"Before doing something, you must be confident first, and then you can convince others." Bian Xiangfu smiled slowly, "Since Kunshan dares to ask for this official position in front of His Majesty, he naturally thinks that he can take it."

"But I haven't chosen the crown prince yet, and the crown prince's position is vacant. With your words like this, what do you think you have in mind?" Bian Xiangfu slowly lowered his eyes and answered Emperor Gong's question in no hurry.

The palace was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. She seemed to be considering the matter. After a long while, she said, "The crown prince of Northern Liao should be chosen by heaven."

He Dan, who was telling Yu Ruyi about the past, suddenly stopped talking when he mentioned this point. He stepped deeply and shallowly through the thick snow, looked at the looming outline of the palace not far away, and let out a long sigh.

"No, since Mrs. Kunshan has said so, why does she still support the new emperor's accession to the throne?" Yu Ruyi was puzzled, "Don't tell me that the new emperor is the chosen emperor of Northern Liao? Although I admit his The military strategy is excellent, but as far as I know, Bei Liao and other princes of his generation are not far behind him. They are all on the same level. Why did Mrs. Kunshan choose him alone? "

"What you don't know is that my uncle has a big drawback. When she was my age, she once entered the Hanmen Forbidden Area, seemingly to ask about the way forward. There was an ice and snow chessboard in the Hanmen Forbidden Area. , is carved from the innermost ice of Haiyan Mountain. Even the chess pieces are crystal clear, but there is no distinction between black and white. When my uncle got there, he sat down and played for nine rounds, but he couldn't decide the winner. But all the disciples in the sect said that the most powerful chess player is not the one who can beat others, but the one who can beat himself. She remembered this, and after that, she went to the Hanmen forbidden place every month and stayed there for a whole day. "

Yu Ruyi didn't understand again, "Does this have any necessary connection with her choosing the new emperor?"

"Yes. Please listen to me slowly." He Dan sniffed, stretched out his hand and pointed to his heart, and then said: "Beating yourself is a false proposition. I have also been to the Hanmen Forbidden Land and played that game of chess. I understand. Uncle Shi also understood what she was obsessed with. Every move on the ice and snow chessboard was tailor-made for the coming person. What I couldn’t win was my own stubbornness and my own pursuit. "What Uncle Master cannot win is her kindness and cowardice."

"Didn't you say that Mrs. Kunshan killed Fengyu Tower with one move? How can such a person be cowardly?"

He Dan smiled and said, "This is the reason why she chose the new emperor as her lifelong follower. Uncle Master is timid at heart, so he felt compassion when he saw the equally timid and troubled young emperor. I think she chose The new emperor not only wants to help shape the Ming Lord, but also wants to defeat herself who appears on the ice and snow chessboard, the one who killed Fengyulou with one move but let the rebels go. "

In the winter month of the 24th year of Xianghe, the Imperial Palace of Northern Liao Dynasty.

This is the eighth time Bian Xiangfu has entered the palace this month. The Northern Liao Glacier has been freezing even more severely recently, and it is no longer possible to maintain the normal life of the people. The courtiers were worried about the weather in the Northern Liao border, but they had no choice but to discuss with Emperor Gong about forming an alliance with the Daliang border and requesting water supplies.

The Daliang border garrison agreed happily. She and a group of courtiers walked out of the palace and stretched. Her heart relaxed and her body felt much better.

The people dispersed quickly, and she yawned as she walked. When he turned his head, he saw a crowd of people moving behind the stone railing in the courtyard next to the palace.

The sound of children's laughter and noise reached her ears, and Bian Xiangfu raised his feet to look for it.

Several older princes were punching and kicking the little boy, who had a bruised nose and face, and was still holding a portrait and two dirty hard buns in his arms.

"Wan Luoxin! Let us go! Do you have any rules? Your mother-in-law is a sinner, and all her belongings must be burned! How dare you secretly keep her portrait? Tell me! Where did you steal it from?" The first prince kicked the little one on the head with all his strength.

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