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Jiang Hao, eight years old, was white and plump, and was big among children of the same age. But at this moment, his mother was holding him in her arms like a child.

Concubine Fan held him too tightly, Jiang Hao found it difficult to breathe and struggled hard.

Concubine Fan Gui did not let go, but hugged her even tighter, just like a miser holding a treasure in his hand.

Jiang Hao was never a good-tempered child. He immediately started to cry and pushed his mother hard. Concubine Fan was caught off guard and staggered back, almost falling. At the critical moment, someone supported her: "Concubine, please stand firm."

It’s still the same hands from yesterday.

It was Song Yuan, the commander of Jiang Shaohua’s personal guards.

Concubine Fan Gui's heart skipped a beat and she quickly looked up at Song Yuan. Song Yuan had already withdrawn his hand and stepped aside. That resolute and masculine face was like a branding iron, imprinted into her heart.

Concubine Fan Gui quickly stopped herself from having this terrible thought and quickly turned to look at her son, using this action to sober herself up and calm down.

Jiang Shaohua scowled and lectured Prince Ping: "The Concubine is your biological mother, why are you pushing her?"

There is always a way to defeat something. King Ping, who was fearless and dared to make trouble at any time, was as obedient as a sheep in front of Jiang Shaohua, and even took the initiative to admit his mistakes: "I was wrong."

Jiang Shaohua said coldly: "Stop messing around. Go and kneel in front of the coffin now."

Jiang Hao said "oh" and knelt down obediently.

The ministers were amazed at this scene. For more than half a month, King Ping would cry and make a scene every day when he knelt before the spirit, and no one could do anything to him. Who would have thought that Jiang Shaohua could control King Ping with just a word or a look...

Therefore, Princess Nanyang is the most suitable candidate to assist the emperor!

As a woman, she was destined to be unable to seize the throne. Assisting the regent in gaining power was something that everyone could tolerate. From the attitudes of Empress Dowager Zheng and Concubine Fan Gui, it can be seen that this was the best outcome they would like to see.

After all, letting Jiang Shaohua be regent would bring more benefits than disadvantages. With the precedents of King Gaoliang and King Dongping, Empress Dowager Zheng would never allow royal family members like King Huaiyang or King Wu'an to interfere with the imperial power.

Jiang Hao is eight years old this year. He will be able to get married in seven or eight years. As long as he gives birth to a healthy child and educates him for ten years, he will be able to be of great use.

By this calculation, Jiang Shaohua will assist the emperor in governing the country for about twenty years.

The quick-witted ministers have already begun to think about how to show their goodwill and surrender to Princess Nanyang.

As for Dong Shilang and others, they felt a sense of superiority. They had close contacts with the Nanyang Palace and could be considered the princess's people. From now on, it would be the turn of the "Princess Party" to take the lead in the Daliang court!

Everyone was kneeling in front of the spirit, but their eyes were all looking at Jiang Shaohua intentionally or unintentionally.

Even Chen Changshi was looking at his own princess, trying to guess what she was thinking.

Surrounded by everyone, Jiang Shaohua knelt silently in front of the coffin. Everyone could only see her back as she kneeled straight.

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The imperial guards worked all day to clean up all the bodies. They rinsed the bodies twice with cold water and barely washed away the blood. However, the blood in the cracks of the jade could not be washed away no matter what, so they could only leave it for later cleaning.

Everyone in the Ministry of Justice was busy all day, and the list of traitors they recorded was dozens of pages long.

Behind these dozens of pages of lists, there will be countless heads of people and rivers of blood.

After the traitor is dead, his family must be executed as well. This is the rule of all dynasties, and Jiang Shaohua has no intention of making an exception. Those who should be killed must be killed cleanly.

The guards who went out to search for Zheng Chen came back with a dusty face. Zheng Chen had no idea where he had fled to. Empress Dowager Zheng was extremely angry and said, "Let them seal the city gates and continue the search."

With Zheng Chen's ability, it would be difficult to catch him now that he had escaped from the palace. A day and a night had passed, and it was probably too late to seal the city gates.

There was a cold flash in Jiang Shaohua's eyes, but he said nothing more.

It was dark again, the lanterns in the Showa Hall were lit again, and the ministers ate steamed buns again.

Cui Du went to get a few steamed buns, stuffed one into Jiang Shaohua's pocket, and whispered, "Eat something to fill your stomach."

Jiang Shaohua hummed. She had a big appetite, but she had no appetite in the past two days. The steamed buns tasted like chewing wax in her mouth. She only ate one and couldn't eat any more.

Cui Du was a little worried and lowered his voice and said, "Eat another one! You will have more strength when you are full."

In everyone's eyes, Jiang Shaohua is omnipotent and has endless physical strength and energy. In fact, she is also a flesh and blood body. She fought all day yesterday and didn't sleep for a day and a night. She knelt down to stabilize the situation. It was the most energy-consuming.

Cui Du's eyes hardly left her. He knew how tired she was and wished he could take her place.

Jiang Shaohua was persuaded by Cui Du to take another steamed bun and slowly eat two bites. His stomach was inexplicably churning, and he felt like vomiting and felt very uncomfortable.

Cui Du noticed something was wrong and felt nervous: "Are you feeling unwell? I'll ask the doctor to come over."

Jiang Shaohua took a deep breath and whispered, "No, I'll drink some hot water."

Cui Du had no choice but to pour hot water and carefully feed Jiang Shaohua to drink.

The officials who were closer saw this scene and thought that it was no wonder that the Earl of Changning was favored by the princess. This kind of attentiveness and consideration was not at all manly, and it was a perfect match for the princess.

Jiang Shaohua drank half a cup of hot water, and the churning pain in his stomach was finally suppressed.

At this moment, a guard hurried into the Zhaohe Hall and reported loudly: "The king's servant has led the troops of the Yingwei Camp into the city."

All the ministers were cheered up when they heard this.

Although the rebellion in the palace has been quelled, it feels different to have a large army here to take charge. This is the real finality.

Empress Dowager Zheng only realized at this time that Wang Jin had gone to ask for help. She had always disliked Wang Jin, but at this moment she couldn't help but praise him: "Wang Sheren is loyal and capable."

Jiang Shaohua said softly, "Wang Sheren went to Yingwei Camp to ask for reinforcements, and my personal guards went to the Imperial Guard Camp. There should be news soon. The two armies will enter the capital together to protect the palace and keep each other in check."

Empress Dowager Zheng held Jiang Shaohua's hand and sighed, "You are still very careful and thorough."

Concubine Fan Gui also echoed: "The princess is thoughtful and thoughtful. She is truly a heroine, not inferior to any man."

This tone already has the beginnings of the style of a queen mother.

Jiang Shaohua sneered in his heart.

After an hour, someone came to report that the Imperial Guards had also entered the capital.

With the arrival of the two armies, even if there were still rebels fleeing inside and outside the palace, the overall situation was stable. All the ministers breathed a sigh of relief, and some even cried.

At midnight, Wang Jin, who had been traveling for two days and one night and was exhausted and had red eyes, stepped into the Showa Hall. (End of this chapter)