After a male student transmigrated into the body of a widow,

Chapter 210 Excitement

[Many fans are wondering about the seme's age. He's eighteen this year!]

The next day.

Zheng Hao began to visit the Zhenbei Army camp regardless of the weather. When he was not busy, he would return to the city on time to have dinner with Gu Lin. When he was busy, he would stay overnight at the camp and send someone back to the city to inform Uncle Gu.

This continued for half a month, and the name of the new military supervisor was heard more or less throughout the army.

Inside the commander's tent.

The Marquis of Zhenbei put down his official documents and looked up at Pingjin, who was standing below him: "What has Supervisor Zheng been doing in the army these days?"

After a moment's thought, Ping Jin replied, "No."

“Supervisor Zheng spent almost all his time in his tent dealing with official documents. Every hour or two, he would go out for a walk. I sent my personal guards to keep an eye on him and reported that Supervisor Zheng’s behavior was normal.”

Ping Jin paused for a moment, and Zhenbei Hou noticed this and glared at him like lightning: "Speak!"

Ping Jin began, “Supervisor Zheng is very popular.”

It's not just a feeling, it's a certainty.

Upon hearing this, the Marquis of Zhenbei's brow furrowed, and he asked, "What do you mean?"

Ping Jin recalled the reports from his subordinates, then looked at the Marquis of Zhenbei and said, "All the generals who had contact with Supervisor Zheng, even if they initially harbored aversion and wariness towards him, all developed a favorable impression of him after several meetings and conversations."

Under the Marquis's suspicious gaze, Ping Jin decisively explained: "Supervisor Zheng has never intentionally contacted the generals in the army. Whenever he takes a walk outside the camp, he can always meet the generals who are handing over their official business. After a while, the two sides inevitably exchange pleasantries."

If, as Heishin said, the young military supervisor did not intentionally get close to the generals, then he was simply naturally popular.

Marquis Zhenbei did not offer much comment. He said to Pingjin, "Withdraw your men first."

Pingjin was puzzled, so the Marquis of Zhenbei explained: "Zheng Jianjun should know everything about your men's actions. Otherwise, he wouldn't have kept them by his side and never moved them away for a moment."

Upon hearing this, Ping Jin's expression changed slightly. The Marquis of Zhenbei waved his hand to indicate that nothing was wrong: "Supervisor Zheng is not a narrow-minded person. Once you recall him, there will be no problem. As long as Supervisor Zheng does not go to the forbidden area, there is no need to stop him from going to other places, nor is there any need to prevent him from interacting with the generals in the army."

As a military supervisor, it was only natural for the young man to maintain good relationships with the military leaders.

Marquis Zhenbei had served as commander for many years and had worked with many military supervisors, but he was not so petty as to need to be wary of a young man who was not yet twenty.

Pingjin accepted the order and withdrew.

Inside the tent, the young military supervisor was bowing his head and processing official documents. After reviewing the documents in his hand, he turned his head and saw that two hours had passed in the hourglass. He put down the documents, got up and left the tent. He didn't go far, but just walked around the tent. After walking for a short while, he stopped and began to practice boxing.

The young military supervisor was already as proud and upright as a jade bamboo. Even standing still, his temperament alone made him stand out from the crowd, not to mention when he practiced his boxing with an elegant yet fierce style.

Every time the young military supervisor threw a punch, the soldier standing next to him seemed to hear the sound of the wind whistling through his ears. Having been a soldier for many years and a trusted confidant of the general, the soldier could tell that the young military supervisor's boxing skills were not just for show.

"Lord Zheng."

A tall, burly general approached from a distance. Zheng Hao finished his last punch, put it back, turned to the man, and replied, "General Tian."

Tian Kang approached and said, "Thank you, Lord Zheng, for ordering the craftsmen in my household to repair my bow and arrows a couple of days ago. After I inspected them, I found that not only were the damaged parts of the bow and arrows repaired, but they were also easy to use and had a longer range."

There are artisans in the army who specialize in repairing weapons, but the bow and arrows in Tian Kang's possession were given to him by the Marquis of Zhenbei. Repairing them requires rather special materials, which are not unavailable in the army. However, those materials have been in short supply recently, and Tian Kang urgently needs the bow and arrows, so he has been searching everywhere for someone to repair them without success.

Zheng Hao happened to run into the other party. He and Tian Kang were only nodding acquaintances and not very familiar with each other. Seeing that the other party wanted to repair the bow and arrow but was hindered by the lack of materials, Zheng Hao hesitated for a moment and asked, "I also have craftsmen in my family who can repair weapons and have sufficient materials. If General Tian trusts me, I can have my craftsmen try to repair the bow and arrow for you."

Tian Kang was probably in a hurry to use a bow and arrow, and after thinking for a moment after hearing Zheng Hao's suggestion, he agreed.

Zheng Jianjun thought that the army was short of materials and there was nothing he could do. But when he tried his luck, the craftsmen in his household actually repaired his bow and arrow and even made improvements. Although the bow and arrow were good before, the new one was even more convenient to use.

Tian Kang held the bow and arrows every day, becoming increasingly fond of them.

This time, he came to find Supervisor Zheng to pay him. He took out the money for the materials and labor to repair the bow and arrow: "Thank you for your trouble, Lord Zheng."

Dealing with soldiers was different from dealing with court officials, so Zheng Hao did not refuse and accepted the money bag handed to him.

Seeing this, Tian Kang breathed a sigh of relief, but then a hint of hesitation crossed his face, and he looked away slightly when he met the young supervisor's gaze: "This humble general has another matter he would like to ask Supervisor Zheng for help with?"

"What is it?" Zheng Hao asked.

Tian Kang felt a little embarrassed and wanted to scratch his head, but when he saw Lord Zheng standing in front of him, for some reason, he felt as if the Marquis was standing in front of him.

Tian Kang subconsciously lowered his hand: "My comrades saw the bow and arrow that the craftsmen in Lord Zheng's household had repaired for me, and I would also like to trouble Lord Zheng to repair their weapons."

Even with her usually carefree personality, Tian Kang felt a little embarrassed after bringing this up.

Lord Zheng had only recently taken office as military supervisor. At first, they were wary and resistant to him, but now they were troubling him like this, which was really shameless of them.

Zheng Hao seemed oblivious to his unease, his expression unchanged: "What's so difficult about that?"

"However, the craftsmen in my household have been busy making waterwheels recently. If you generals are not in a hurry, I will order them to repair your weapons."

"No rush, no rush," Tian Kang said. "As long as the weapons are repaired before the big battle, that's fine."

Zheng Hao nodded: "General Tian can convey this message: please have all generals bring over the weapons that need repair in the next two days. I will have them sent back to the city for repair."

Upon hearing this, Tian Kang did not delay: "They are all training at the drill ground. I will go and call them now."

After the other party left, Zheng Hao turned and walked into the tent as if he hadn't noticed the subtle probing gazes of the soldiers around him.

Beijing.

Inside the magnificent palace, even before autumn had arrived, several charcoal braziers were placed in a corner of the room.

Judging from the thick layer of ash in the charcoal braziers, these braziers had been burning for a long time.

It's the hottest season already, and there's not even enough time to put out ice for cooling off, yet they're lighting blazing charcoal braziers.

The palace servants standing against the corner of the wall had their heads down, sweat dripping from their foreheads like soybeans, running down their cheeks and chins, and their lips were chapped from the high temperature inside the hall.

At this moment, behind the gauze curtain, the emperor leaned against the soft couch. Having just taken the elixir, he felt full of energy. Thinking of the concubine in his womb who had recently become pregnant, Emperor Jian'an felt that he was still as vigorous as ever and specially summoned his most favored concubine to accompany him.

Despite the palace servants bowing their heads almost to the ground, they could not ignore the intimate sounds of pleasure emanating from behind the gauze curtains. The king was openly engaging in lewd acts with his concubines in front of the entire palace.

After a long while, as dawn broke, the commotion inside finally ceased. Wang Gonggong, who had been leaning against the window enjoying the cool breeze, immediately turned and walked to the edge of the gauze curtain. Through the misty veil, he softly called out, "Your Majesty?"

"Come in!"

Upon hearing this, Eunuch Wang immediately turned to signal to the palace servants inside the hall. A moment later, two rows of palace servants, each carrying something, followed Eunuch Wang through the gauze curtain.

Emperor Jian'an sat on the bed, letting the beauty press against his back.

He looked down at Eunuch Wang, his voice tinged with the languor of pleasure and the bitterness of a sleepless night: "How long until the morning court session?"

Eunuch Wang remembered the time and immediately replied, "Your Majesty, there is one hour left before court begins."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Gonggong did not hear Emperor Jian'an's voice, but instead a cool and sweet coquettish voice rang out from behind the emperor.

"Your Majesty, you made such a fuss last night that I didn't sleep a wink and I'm exhausted now. I still need to pay my respects to the Empress later."

The beauty's complaints sounded to Emperor Jian'an like a pet whining to him. Emperor Jian'an wasn't angry at all. Moreover, at over sixty years old, he could still exhaust the beauty who was several generations younger than him. Emperor Jian'an was secretly pleased.

"You must have been tired last night. The Empress is always very understanding. I'll have someone tell her that you don't need to pay your respects today."

Upon hearing this, the beauty's voice was as melodious as a nightingale's: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Then, Emperor Jian'an turned to Eunuch Wang and instructed him, "Change your clothes and wash up."

Eunuch Wang stepped forward to serve the emperor as he washed and dressed in the morning. He had been standing far away, and his old age and failing eyesight prevented him from seeing the emperor clearly.

Now that he was closer, Eunuch Wang noticed that Emperor Jian'an's face was ashen, with dark circles under his eyes and redness in them. He felt a chill run down his spine and had a bad feeling.

Prince Gong spoke up, daring to say, "Your Majesty has not slept all night, why not rest for a while before attending the morning court?"

Emperor Jian'an waved his hand impatiently: "The ancestral rules cannot be abandoned. Come back to rest after the court session. Hurry up and serve us, or we will miss the morning court session."

Seeing that His Majesty insisted, Eunuch Wang, with only one head on his head, did not continue to persuade him and simply nodded in agreement.

Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Since the Red-Clad Army was granted amnesty by the imperial court, the northern barbarians on the border have not moved south, and the court meetings have remained peaceful.

Today, this peace has been shattered.

A courtier stepped forward, his voice as deep as an old bell: "Now that there is no war on the border, the Marquis of Zhenbei is holding onto his troops and acting arrogantly. I implore Your Majesty to recall the Marquis of Zhenbei and send another military general to the frontier to oversee the situation."

A single sentence was like a pebble dropped into water, creating ripples. The court officials either bowed their heads or glanced inadvertently at the official who had spoken, and it turned out to be the Minister of Personnel.

The Minister of War replied, "Absurd! The Northern Barbarians are eyeing our Great Qian with hostility. You want to recall the Marquis of Zhenbei to the capital just because there is no war on the border? If the Northern Barbarians take advantage of this to invade the south, do you think you can bear the responsibility?"

The Minister of Personnel said, “There are many military generals in the court. It is not only the Marquis of Zhenbei who can lead troops into battle. Why is the Minister of War in such a hurry, as if our Great Qian only has one Marquis of Zhenbei who can fight against the Northern Barbarians?”

Before the Minister of War could object, Emperor Jian'an spoke up, saying in a deep voice, "Enough!"

The Minister of Personnel and the Minister of War immediately shut up, knelt down, and begged for forgiveness.

Emperor Jian'an rebuked: "You are important officials in the court, yet you quarrel and make a scene in the court over a mere disagreement. How are you any different from women in the marketplace?"

"The matter of transferring the Marquis of Zhenbei back to the capital is of great importance, and I need to consider it carefully. You need not argue about this matter any further."

"Your Majesty is wise!"

Emperor Jian'an looked at the assembled court officials below him and said, "That concludes today's court session. If you have anything to report, please do so; otherwise, the court may adjourn."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the court officials knelt down, shouting, "Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

Emperor Jian'an rose to leave, but the moment he stood up, his vision blurred, and he swayed, managing to steady himself by grabbing the armrests of the dragon throne. Noticing that His Majesty was unwell, Eunuch Wang exclaimed in alarm, "Your Majesty, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

The colors before Emperor Jian'an's eyes turned to darkness. He wanted to ask Eunuch Wang to help him sit down and summon the imperial physician, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a metallic taste rose in his throat.

Emperor Jian'an collapsed in the court.

In front of all the civil and military officials, Eunuch Wang was extremely anxious. The Crown Prince, the princes, and the officials in the hall also realized that something was wrong with Emperor Jian'an, who was not leaving the seat above them. They heard Eunuch Wang shout in a shrill voice, "His Majesty has fainted! Quickly summon the imperial physician!"

The Crown Prince and several princes looked anxious and hurriedly ran up the steps. The civil and military officials remained inside the hall, not daring to approach or leave. Upon hearing the commotion, the guards outside the hall immediately surrounded the Hall of Supreme Harmony and ordered someone to go to the inner palace to invite the Empress to come and take charge of the situation.

The imperial physician and Empress Zhen arrived at the same time. Empress Zhen stopped the other from bowing and said solemnly, "No need for formalities. You go in first to treat His Majesty."

The imperial physician hurriedly went inside.

For a full day and night, Emperor Jian'an remained unconscious on his bed. Empress Zhen ordered the six ministers and the Grand Tutor to assist the Crown Prince in stabilizing the court and suppressing the turmoil in the inner palace.

Faced with Emperor Jian'an's unconscious state, the court officials remained calm regardless of their inner thoughts.

Fortunately, on the third day, Emperor Jian'an woke up from his coma. He was still unable to sit up, but he ordered the Crown Prince, the six ministers, and the Grand Tutor to come to his palace. Half an hour later, an imperial edict was issued appointing the Crown Prince as regent, the princes as regents, and the senior officials as regents.

After Emperor Jian'an awoke, apart from the Crown Prince's residence, nothing seemed to have changed in the court.

It was even calmer than before.

In reality, the seemingly peaceful conflict between the Crown Prince and the Third Prince's factions is intensifying, with constant turmoil between them.

They were already outwardly friendly but inwardly at odds. They had maintained a brotherly relationship because Emperor Jian'an was in good health. But now that their father had fallen ill, they realized that the emperor was not in good health and that they could not wait more than ten years. Both sides could no longer hold back.

However, no matter how turbulent things were in the capital, the local prefectures did not feel it, because after Emperor Jian'an fainted, the Crown Prince and the court officials joined forces to block the news. After Emperor Jian'an recovered, they would not spread any news that would be detrimental to the stability of the Great Qian Dynasty.

However, on the day Emperor Jian'an fainted, he and his horse quickly left the capital and galloped towards Youzhou Prefecture. He did the same thing on the day Emperor Jian'an regained consciousness.

Upon receiving the secret message, Zheng Hao opened it. When he saw the content indicated by the special markings at the top, his deep eyes narrowed slightly.

With deep, dark eyes, Zheng Hao stared intently at the letter, his gaze unwavering.

After a moment, he looked up, his eyes unreadable yet revealing a hint of excitement.

The hand holding the letter tightened slightly, and the letter began to crease.

After calming down, Zheng Hao spoke in a steady voice, inviting his advisor to his study.