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Chen Changshi suddenly whispered, "This old minister will also go with the princess."

Jiang Shaohua was startled and turned to look over: "Chen Changshi is going with us?"

Chen Changshi raised his head and looked at the princess. "Yes. I have been in the Nanyang Palace for decades and have not been back to the capital for a long time. Over the years, I have corresponded with many court officials and have some friendships with them. However, the letters are too slow to come and go, and there is no time to deal with emergencies."

"The princess may encounter unexpected troubles and difficulties when she goes to the capital to attend the funeral. This old minister is with the princess and can contact the court officials in time to help her."

These words are very meaningful.

What trouble would there be if I went to Beijing to attend the funeral? What was the dilemma? What did I want to do by contacting the court officials?
Jiang Shaohua was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Chen Changshi will go to the capital with this princess. All the affairs inside and outside the palace will be entrusted to Feng Changshi."

Feng Changshi agreed without hesitation. Everyone has his own strengths. Chen Changshi is good at networking, has a wide range of friends, and is shrewd and calculating. It is most appropriate for Chen Changshi to accompany the princess to the capital. He has a bad temper and is stubborn, so he should stay in the palace!

Cui Du suddenly interrupted and said, "I'll go with you too."

"Not appropriate!" Chen Changshi and Feng Changshi objected together. Chen Changshi spoke even faster: "Changning Earl is not good at court battles and is completely clueless about the personnel affairs in the capital. There is no practical use for him to go there."

Feng Changshi took over the conversation: "If the Earl of Changning goes with him, it will make the princess worried and distract her. Besides, the cultivation of grain seeds on the farm cannot be done without the Earl of Changning. The Earl of Changning should put his job first."

It was harsh, but the truth was there. Cui Du was neither good at martial arts nor did he understand the intrigues and struggles in the court. What could he do if he went there? He would only be a weakness and a burden to Jiang Shaohua.

Cui Du, who was always easy-going, was particularly insistent this time: "I want to go to the capital with the princess. If there is any risk, I can go forward and retreat with the princess."

We share joys and sorrows, live and die together.

Cui Du did not say these eight words out loud, but they were clearly revealed in his determined eyes.

Chen Changshi and Feng Changshi were secretly moved, and thought at the same time that the princess' life was worthwhile to have such a husband.

"You are my Jiang Shaohua's husband, the Earl of Changning appointed by the emperor himself. You should indeed go to the capital to attend the funeral and send the emperor off for the last time."

Jiang Shaohua took a long breath and said slowly: "When we get to the capital, you can always stay by my side."

The princess had spoken, and the matter was settled.

Chen Feng, the chief secretary, no longer objected. Song Yuan thought for a moment and said, "The situation is unpredictable when we go to Beijing this time. Bring more soldiers with you!"

Chen Jinyu and Ma Yaozong agreed almost at the same time and volunteered to go along.

Shen Mu opened his mouth and said, "The workshop has just made a batch of new weapons, which are very sharp, and a batch of high-quality soft armor. Give them all to the guards."

Wen An, the good-natured man, was also full of murderous intent: "Princess, please bring your useless grandson with you. He has been studying and practicing martial arts since he was young, and he can be considered both civil and military. If the princess needs anything, just send him. Even if it means going through fire and water, let him be the first to go."

This was so impressive that all the officials wanted to go along.

Jiang Shaohua calmed himself down, glanced at the passionate faces of the crowd, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

Outsiders didn't know her ambitions, but the officials in the palace could guess a little. If she was only willing to be a vassal king with real power to influence the court, she would have done it long ago. Why did she need to send food and troops to help the border troops repel the enemy? Why did she need to keep building up her strength to expand to the north? Why did she need to keep recruiting refugees to fill the population?
This time when she went to the capital, she not only had to attend the funeral, but also had to stabilize the situation, suppress the ministers, and perhaps, do something that was considered treasonous in the eyes of everyone.

And they are her most loyal subjects, willing to go through fire and water for her.

"Chen Changshi will go with him, and Changning Bo will go with him. Chen Sheren and Ma Dianshan will also go with him, and Yang Shenshi will also go with him. The rest of them will stay in the palace."

Jiang Shaohua made a decision quickly: "No need to bring more guards, just 200 guards."

Song Yuan frowned: "If something unexpected happens, two hundred guards will not be enough to deal with it."

Jiang Shaohua looked at Song Yuan: "There are more than 100,000 troops stationed in the capital, and there are 10,000 imperial guards stationed to guard the palace all year round. What kind of changes could happen in the palace?" "Even if there are changes, what's the difference between two hundred guards and five hundred people?"

The princes were only allowed to have 500 personal guards. The so-called "bringing enough people" meant 500 personal guards.

If there is chaos in the palace and the situation escalates into war, there really is not much difference between two hundred people and five hundred people.

Song Yuan was speechless.

Jiang Shaohua looked at Shen Mu again: "The new weapons made in the workshop will be sent to the Royal Guard Camp first, and then prepare a batch to be sent to the Nanyang Military Camp."

"Liu Hengchang and Yu Chong have already led their troops back and will be back in Nanyang County in ten days or half a month. The soldiers have been exhausted from the long journey, so let them rest well. Also, the pension money must be paid in full."

The last sentence is about Feng Changshi.

Feng Changshi nodded in agreement.

Everyone was in a heavy mood, and Jiang Shaohua didn't want to say much: "That's all for today, let's go home and have some rest. We'll discuss this tomorrow."

……

Cui Du went to the kitchen, made a bowl of noodles by himself, and brought it to Jiang Shaohua: "I know you are sad, but people can't not eat. Only when you are full can you have the strength to deal with everything."

The noodle bowl is big, the noodles are chewy and the soup is rich.

Jiang Shaohua took two bites slowly, but the food tasted like wax and was hard to swallow.

She put down her chopsticks and shook her head slightly under Cui Du's worried gaze: "I really can't eat."

Cui Du sighed helplessly, took the bowl of noodles, ate a bite himself, then picked up another bite and put it to Jiang Shaohua's mouth.

Jiang Shaohua opened his mouth and chewed slowly.

Just like this, you take a bite, I take a bite, and then we finish the bowl of noodles.

"You are sad, cry again in my arms." Cui Du whispered softly and held her in his arms.

Jiang Shaohua had never been so depressed. At this moment, leaning in Cui Du's arms, thinking of the Emperor Taihe who had passed away, he felt a strong sour and bitter feeling in his nose, and two lines of tears quietly slid down.

Cui Du wiped her tears silently.

The tears dried, but soon welled up again.

The handkerchief in Cui Du's hand was wet, so he simply used his sleeve to wipe her tears.

Jiang Shaohua cried for a long time. At some point, she closed her eyes and fell asleep in Cui Du's arms.

In a daze, her body lightened, and she was carefully picked up by a pair of arms and carefully placed on the bed. A soft blanket covered her body. She subconsciously crawled into the soft blanket and fell into a deep sleep.

She had a dream.

In the dream, there was a lonely figure of a young man standing in front of me. He was of average stature and was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe.

She knew it was her cousin who had come into her dream. She felt grief in her heart and walked forward slowly: "Cousin." (End of this chapter)