Chapter 744 Six Months Pregnant
"What? Is there a suitable candidate for Prime Minister Right?" Zhong Zhiheng picked up the teacup, held the lid of the tea, and looked at Zhao Changrong with a smile, "I'm worried about this matter, and I haven't been able to find a suitable candidate for a long time. , but looking at Cheng Xiangyang, he is not bad, but he is younger, I am afraid that he will not be able to suppress the situation, if there is a suitable candidate for the right minister, then it would be great."
"Yes, it is the duty of a humble official to share worries for the Long Live Lord," Zhao Changrong said hurriedly, while looking at Zhong Zhiheng's expression, he said cautiously, "Long Live Lord, I think that King Huijun can take on this important task."
"Oh?" Zhong Zhiheng paused holding the tea cover, put the tea cover on the table, took a sip of the tea, and looked at Zhao Changrong, "The Prime Minister on the right said, how can Ming'e be able to take on this important task?" ?”
"Yes, Lord Long Live." Zhao Changrong looked at Zhong Zhiheng's expression, secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and then hurriedly said, "First, the first Tibetan general must have a high status in order to be able to shock the foreigners in Tibet and the peoples in southern Xinjiang." In the country, the king of Huijun is a first-rank county king with a valuable status, so he can take on this important task. Second, the king of Huijun is about to be twenty-six years old. Presumably, Long Live Lord is also considering enclosing land for King Huijun It’s just that no matter how much land is enclosed, how can it compare with Tibet? It is vast and important in southern Xinjiang, and it can also be worthy of the status of King Huijun and the grace of Lord Long Live.” At this point, Zhao Changrong paused, Then he took another breath and continued, "Thirdly, there have been constant rumors about the capital recently, which is not good for Prince Hui. If you can take this opportunity to stay away from the capital, King Hui must be able to breathe a sigh of relief."
Zhao Changrong couldn't sit still, the capital was full of rumors about King Hui, but in the past few months, he didn't see any counterattacks from King Hui and Concubine Shu, even Zhong Zhiheng, who was always suspicious, turned a blind eye, Zhao Changrong couldn't Don't be in a hurry, and you have to get angry, especially after Zhong Zhiheng dealt with Da'an's death, Zhao Changrong was tossed and turned. For the Zhao family, this is not a good signal. If the door drifts away...
He really didn't dare to think about it.
What he has to do now is to help Zhong Mingzheng get rid of Zhong Ming'e simply and swiftly. He can't let Zhong Mingzheng leave the Zhao family, and he can't let the Zhao family follow in Xu's footsteps.
"What the right minister said is really reasonable." Zhong Zhiheng still had a faint smile on his face. He put the teacup on the table and looked at Zhao Changrong with a little embarrassment. I have to go to Tibet with my whole family, but Princess Huijun is almost six months pregnant, so I'm afraid it's not suitable to travel."
"Six, six months?" Zhao Changrong was startled.
"Yeah, it's been six months," Zhong Zhiheng tapped his fingers on the table lightly, looking at Zhao Changrong's discolored face in a leisurely manner, "Before the rumors about the scandal came out, Princess Huijun already had Pregnant."
"Why did Prince Hui keep a secret about such a good thing? Wei Chen really didn't hear a single word of it." Zhao Changrong was startled for a moment, then got up, and bowed deeply to Zhong Zhiheng, "Wei Chen Congratulations to the Long Live Lord! Congratulations to the Long Live Lord!"
"It's indeed a good thing. Mingzheng's mansion and Ming'e's mansion have had sons born for two consecutive years, which can be regarded as an equal share." Zhong Zhiheng nodded and said with a frown, "It's just that, Ming'e can do it." The Great General of Tibet is gone," Zhong Zhiheng paused at this point, looked at Zhao Changrong with great interest, and said with his lips curled up, "Mingzheng looks pretty good."
As soon as he heard the word "Mingzheng" from Zhong Zhiheng's mouth, Zhao Changrong felt his mind went blank. He had to hold back so that he didn't faint, and now he forced a dry smile to Zhong Zhiheng: "Long live!" Ye Yingming."
If Zhong Mingzheng really becomes the great general of Tibet, let alone enter the East Palace, he may never even think about returning to Beijing in his life. Can Zhao Changrong not be in a hurry?
"Okay, I still don't want to let Mingzheng go to that desolate place to suffer, you can go down." Zhong Zhiheng didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and waved to him immediately.
"Yes, I will leave." Zhao Changrong breathed a sigh of relief, and then hurriedly retreated while wiping his sweat.