1881 Robbery, all said, it's just speculation

"Uncle Ninth Prince, when will you let me go to fight?" Prince Qing had been leading troops all year round. Seeing the war raging outside, he could no longer sit still.

He stayed in Jiangnan for several years. Except for the early days when he battled wits and courage with those powerful and wealthy people in Jiangnan, he was useless afterwards. He didn't even have to worry about government affairs. The former crown prince who was trained as the crown prince, the current King of Jiangnan, would take care of it.

What the King of Qing wants to do most now is to go to the battlefield and fight a good battle, so as to avoid being crippled by being kept alive any longer.

"Fight? You want to go to the front line?" Feng Qingchen looked at King Qing with a strange expression.

How cute is Prince Qing to think that the Ninth Prince would let him lead the troops to fight.

"There's war going on right now. Is there anything wrong with me going to the frontline? I'm also a general who led troops and guarded a region." The Prince of Qing has earned his current status entirely by himself. He is the only prince who has gained a foothold in the royal family through military exploits.

"Child... face the reality." Feng Qingchen patted Prince Qing's shoulder and sighed: "Uncle Nine will not let you go to the battlefield, you'd better give up this idea as soon as possible."

"Why? Ninth Uncle doesn't trust me?" A hint of sadness and disappointment flashed across the eyes of Prince Qing. He thought that Ninth Uncle should know that neither he nor the Crown Prince had ambitions. Even if the Crown Prince had some in the past, he had given up now.

How dare a tiny grain of light compete with the sun and the moon? He and his brother the Crown Prince do not want to die.

"It has nothing to do with this. Even if the Ninth Prince trusts you, he will not let you go to the battlefield. The Ninth Prince must always preserve the bloodline of the Dongling royal family." Feng Qingchen knew that although the Ninth Prince was cold and ruthless, he was still very good to his own people.

"Royal blood? Is it that serious?" Prince Qing obviously didn't believe it.

Feng Qingchen explained slowly, "We should do our best in everything, but we should also prepare for the worst. The situation is so chaotic now, and the Ninth Prince should always be prepared for both situations. Prince Yong and Prince Zhou are traitors. Even if the Ninth Prince can give them a way out in the end, they themselves may not survive. Even if they survive, they will be useless and cannot become emperors at all."

“As for the King of Jiangnan, although his heart disease has been cured, he is still weaker than ordinary people. We don’t know if it will relapse in the future. It is also a question whether he can leave offspring. If...if something happens to the Ninth Prince, the Dongling royal family will only have you, and only you can stabilize the situation.” There is no way the Ninth Prince would let the royal bloodline be cut off.

"Isn't there still the little emperor..." Prince Qing opened his mouth to refute, but halfway through his words, he couldn't continue.

The little emperor is too young and has the title of emperor. If there is an accident, he will be the first to be killed. Even if he can survive, such a young child cannot protect the power left by the Ninth Uncle. If he is not raised by loyal people, no one knows what he will grow up to be.

After all the calculations, he is indeed the most suitable, but there is still one thing...

"You and Uncle Nine, don't you plan to have children? When are you going to get married?" Now, no one can stop Uncle Nine from marrying Feng Qingchen. Although there will still be people who are dissatisfied, these discordant voices can be completely ignored.

"Of course, but with all the war going on, how are we supposed to raise a child? As for getting married? No rush... let's talk about it in two years." With the situation so chaotic, who has time to prepare for a wedding.

Moreover, the wedding of the Regent King cannot be hasty or simple. If it is to be grand and luxurious, it will inevitably cost a huge amount of money. Using military funds to hold the wedding is something that neither the Ninth Prince nor Feng Qingchen can do.

She didn't want to be a woman like Cixi, who embezzled military funds to celebrate her birthday, which ended up harming the entire Beiyang Fleet. Because they had no money to purchase artillery and ammunition, they could only use their bodies to block the enemy's artillery fire, thus destroying Asia's number one naval fleet.

"So... I don't even want to go to the battlefield?" Prince Qing smiled bitterly, with unconcealable disappointment in his eyes.

"You can't go to the battlefield, but you can guard the rear for the Ninth Uncle. You should understand the importance of Jiangnan, and how many people are planning to take over Jiangnan's Autumn Harvest this year." Although she did not receive any exact information, Feng Qingchen vaguely guessed from some clues that it was not just Beiling, but also Baigui Palace and Liancheng, who wanted to take over Jiangnan's Autumn Harvest.

If they could seize the grain and taxes that Jiangnan paid as tribute to the imperial court, they would not only be able to deal a heavy blow to Dongling, but would also be able to strengthen their own strength. This would be a kill-two-birds deal, and many people would be willing to take the risk even if it meant losing their heads.

"You also received the news?" King Qing was shocked and looked at Feng Qingchen with a serious expression.

"What?" Now it was Feng Qingchen's turn to be confused.

Prince Qing quickly explained, "Recently, many outsiders have sneaked into Jiangnan. My brother and I believe that these people are targeting government silver and grain. Because we haven't figured out their movements yet, my brother submitted a memorial some time ago, saying that the government grain in Jiangnan has not been collected yet, and requested the court to give them some more time to transport all the grain to Beijing."

"Is this true? I was just guessing, but after hearing you say that, it must be serious." Feng Qingchen's face was solemn, his brows furrowed, "This matter must be told to the Ninth Prince, otherwise if something really happens, neither you nor the King of Jiangnan can bear the consequences."

"I understand. But...what happened outside?" In order to reassure the Ninth Prince, Prince Qing and Prince Jiangnan did not dare to expand their power outside. They were far less informed about the news outside than Feng Qingchen.

Feng Qingchen did not hide the news and told King Qing the news he had just received: "Some time ago, Beiling received a large amount of food aid. After that, Beiling changed its attack method. It changed from the previous strong attack. Beiling is now baiting Dongling. It has no intention of breaking through Dongling's defense line. It just wants to delay Dongling's troops."

Feng Qingchen glanced at King Qing and continued, "Beiling's goal has always been clear. What they want is food and Dongling's wealthy cities. Beiling suddenly slowed down its offensive, not because they were afraid of Dongling, but because they had other options."

"But it's not necessarily the official silver and official grain from Jiangnan." How come his little place caught the eyes of those people? Isn't this going to cause trouble for him?

Feng Qingchen spread his hands and said, "That's why I said it was just a guess. However, considering what you said, it is most likely true. The enemy set their sights on Jiangnan, probably because they don't have enough troops and can only focus all their efforts to attack one place, and there is no better place than Jiangnan."

Uh... Prince Qing was speechless. If it were him, when he was not strong enough to shake the tree, he would naturally concentrate his strength and attack one area. Jiangnan is a piece of fat meat, and if it were him, he would also choose Jiangnan.

"I'll go find my royal brother. This matter must be reported as soon as possible." When they arrived at the Prince of Jiangnan's Mansion, Prince Qing had no time to entertain Feng Qingchen. He jumped off the carriage and ran to the yamen. Anyway, in the Prince of Jiangnan's Mansion, Feng Qingchen was the boss, and no one dared to neglect her.

Feng Qingchen didn't care. Since her master was not there, she treated herself as the master. She brought the snow wolf and the lizardman into the palace, arranged for the two of them to rest, and then she went to visit Feng Jin.

It has been a long time since we last met and Feng Jin missed him very much. Unfortunately, when Feng Qingchen left, Feng Jin had fallen asleep. Feng Qingchen did not wake Feng Jin up. She just pinched the corner of the quilt for him and went out to wait for the Valley Master and the others.

When the Valley Master, Guo Baoji, and Chi Lianshui came back from Jiangnan Medical College, the two sides chatted about their recent situation. Feng Qingchen then brought up business and told the three about the lizard man's illness. As a result, before he finished speaking, an argument broke out...