"Of course, under the influence of my ears and eyes, my sister is no different from the Prime Minister's personal teachings. She is certainly much better than me."

After hearing this, Feng Duhu touched Mrs. Right's head and sighed.

Thinking of the relationship between Adou and Zhang Xingcai, Adou, the real emperor, is actually the book boy who accompanies the queen to study, right?

No wonder, this matter gave Feng Duhu an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

This style of doing things is not like later generations of film and television, which strives to design complex arrangements one after another, which makes people feel unclear.

Instead, it takes advantage of the situation. Although it is simple and clear, it is impeccable.

Even if you know what the other party is going to do, you will always feel powerless in the face of the general trend.

To be honest, if it were to be like the pretentious and complicated arrangements in later movies and TV shows, Feng Duhu wouldn't have to frown like this.

Because the more links in a strategy, it means the more variables, and the more variables, the easier it is for accidents to happen.

As long as there is a problem in one of the links, the entire strategy may be paralyzed.

Unlike now, no matter what happens, the palace is in an invincible position in advance.

Zhang Jiawen is indeed not joking.

Just like Guan Jiawu, it is like this for Feng Duhu without adding any water.

These two women are both figures who can shine as long as someone sets up a platform.

However, although Zhang Jiawen's style of doing things made Feng Duhu feel familiar, it was not as dignified as the Prime Minister.

On the contrary, it is less structured and more gloomy, or cold.

Feng Duhu rubbed his forehead and finally breathed out:

"Now that the conversation has come to this point, I won't care about this matter and let them make trouble."

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Right suddenly raised her head with a serious face:

"What nonsense are you talking about? You are the Protector of the Central Government and the Commander-in-Chief of the Chinese and foreign military affairs. You don't care who is in charge?"

Seeing someone preparing to mess up, Mrs. Right's tone was a bit scolding, "Nothing in this world is foolproof."

"If Hedong is really going to be in crisis because of Wei Yan's defeat, you, the Central Protector, can't you find a way to mobilize all forces to make up for the loophole?"

"If Hebei really has an opportunity because of Wei Yan's victory, the next step will be a battle to destroy the country. Can't you, the Central Protector, take over the rest of the war?"

"Go, go, go! Stop coaxing me." Feng Duhu waved his hand impatiently, "To put it nicely, you yourself are not optimistic about sending troops next year."

Although the Wei State was in decline, its afterglow was still there. Whether it was Luoyang or Xuchang, the troops controlled by both sides were the last elite troops of the Wei State.

If we grind for a few more years, it will be much easier to say that we cannot move eastward.

But if we send troops now, we will definitely have to chew hard bones.

"To put it bluntly, the palace is actually wary of Wei Yan's unruliness and is not completely sure about him, so I am here to tell the truth."

Feng Duhu glanced sideways at Mrs. Right.

If you were really sure that Wei Yan would be completely obedient, you wouldn't want to take the opportunity to temper his pride.

The right lady snorted, and then couldn't help but raise her voice, as if to remind Feng Duhu:

"Alang, you are the Central Protector! In your position, you have to pursue your own affairs. Since you sit in this position, there are certain things that you cannot avoid."

The Alang she knew was a beautiful man with the world in mind, not a narrow-minded person who evaded his own responsibilities.

Feng Duhu didn't expect that Madam You's words suddenly became a little fierce. He was startled at first and understood what Madam You meant.

Then he felt a little sad and said subconsciously:

"Prime Minister..."

Then shut up immediately.

He could feel the helpless mood the Prime Minister felt when faced with Liu Bei who was determined to attack Soochow.

Madam You is right. When you sit in this position, no matter how high and powerful you are, there are still many things you cannot control.

"What are you so frustrated about?"

Mrs. Zuo was uncharacteristic of herself and persuaded her with gentle words:

"Wei Yan is a seasoned general after all, and this is not his first time leading troops. Does he really not know how difficult it will be to send troops this time?"

"If we can't fight, how can we not even lead the troops back? Besides, I don't believe that the palace really has no backup."

"Looking at your appearance now, it looks like you have been defeated."

Mrs. Zuo looked at Feng Duhu and continued:

"You are the Central Protector, not the Prime Minister. And you reminded the Prime Minister many times back then not to do everything yourself and interfere too much with the people below."

"How come you are like this? Among the generals of the Han Dynasty, how many of them can compare with Wei Yan in leading the army? If you can't even trust him, how many of them can be used in the army?"

The two ladies spoke one sentence to the left and the other to the right. They were enlightened by reason and moved by emotion. In the end, even the prime minister moved out.

Feng Duhu had to admit that his performance at this time did not meet the responsibility of the Zhongduhu.

Although from a personal emotional point of view, I feel uncomfortable.

But from a national perspective, his repeated complaints are inconsistent with his current status.

"Marry a virtuous wife," Feng Duhu clasped his fists. "I lost my mind at some point. Fortunately, the two ladies reminded me. I will always thank you."

Only by never forgetting your original intention can you achieve success.

Only by never forgetting your original intention can you always succeed!

Feng Duhu thought silently in his heart.

I have made a difference so that the Chinese people will not suffer from Wuhu and to open up a new path for the Han people.

The grievances the leader suffered were as small as a drop in the ocean compared to what he had encountered. The leader never gave up, so what reason did he have to back down?

The two ladies didn't know what Feng Duhu was thinking, but his words immediately made the slightly solemn atmosphere in the room dissipate.

"Without any sincerity, how can anyone sit on the couch and say thank you?"

"I would like to lie down on the couch and say thank you," Feng Duhu glanced at Madam Right, or to be precise, at her big belly, "but the conditions don't allow it."

Mrs. Zuo smiled lightly, her eyebrows were like flowers.

As the end of the year approaches, government offices begin to close offices, seal up official documents, and no longer work in preparation for the New Year.

From officials to common people, everyone began to take some time off, enjoying the most leisurely time of the year.

Only Feng Duhu was busy with work and needed to work hard, and his waist and knees were often weak.

After the beginning of spring and officially entering the fourth year of Yanxi, things started to get busy in the Zhongduhu Mansion.

It was not because of the incident in Hedong, nor because of the appointment with Wu State.

Regarding the troop dispatch plan in April this year, the Central Protectorate will basically not interfere unless there is an extreme unexpected situation.

As for how to face this extreme unexpected situation, Feng Duhu has left it to the staff group to make preparations.

What he wants to do now is to check the layout of the delivery room.

Because the right lady's delivery day is getting closer day by day.

The Protectorate of Zhongdu was busy, and the Kingdom of Wu was even busier.

At this time, Wu State had already begun to organize civilians.

Taking advantage of last year's spring drought, Emperor Sun planned to enlist the people to dig a ditch to connect Xuan Lake and Huai River.

Sun Deng, the crown prince of Wu State, fell ill again at this time of transition between spring and winter, when the temperature fluctuated.

I don’t know that this is because he fell ill in the spring and winter in the past few years.

Since the year Wu died of illness, Sun Deng has always had to stay in bed to recuperate during this season.
Chapter completed!