Seeing that the Queen Mother went back on her word and made such a request, Wang Zhi felt a sense of anger in her heart, and felt that it was not worth it for Ji Zeyu.
Knowing that the Marquis of Qingyang is a piece of mud that can't support the wall, the Queen Mother is still focused on controlling her mother's family with all her strength. Such an approach not only hurt Ji Zeyu, but also made the rest of the heroes feel sad.
Therefore, it is said that the government cannot be controlled by such an ignorant woman. If the chaos continues, chaos will occur sooner or later.
Wang Zhi suppressed her dissatisfaction and said helplessly: "The queen mother is wise, and the minister obeys the order. However, the concubine Ji is stubborn and may not be willing to accept it."
The queen mother glared, "He dares! Does he still want to rebel?"
Wang Zhi bowed his head in silence.
Everyone knows what Ji Zeyu's temperament looks like without going into details. The queen mother lost her temper, and when she thought about Ji Zeyu's lack of remarks to the eldest princess of the dynasty, and even a noble mother-in-law like her didn't know how to get close to her, she couldn't help but feel a splitting headache.
How could this kind of pit stone be her son-in-law!
"You just go, if he has any objection, let her come to Aijia and say it!"
Wang Zhi said solemnly: "Yes." Then she went to Chongshan helplessly.
However, as Wang Zhi expected, Ji Zeyu only touched the dust on his face lightly after listening to Wang Zhi's words, and said, "Please, Lord Wang, tell the Queen Mother, it's not right for me."
He turned around, picked up a shovel, and continued to dig up the soil.
Wang Zhi looked at the enthusiastic people excavating on the mountain, and found that there seemed to be no Jingwei Institute among these people. Seeing that the clothes were all by Ji Zeyu's side, she couldn't help but jump.
Suppressing the strangeness on the bottom, Wang Zhi had to get close to Ji Zeyu and speak bitterly to Ji Zeyu who was waving a shovel:
"Ji's concubine is calculating for the country and the common people, and you can't leave it alone! The 100,000-strong Huben army is now headless. The Longxiang army retreats to Tianmen Pass and is eagerly waiting for Zeng Bing's assistance!"
Ji Zeyu said without pausing: "I'm no longer the head coach of the Hu Ben army. Isn't the head coach of the Hu Ben army now the Marquis of Qingyang? The Queen Mother ordered the Marquis of Qingyang to go."
"The Marquis of Qingyang is seriously ill. You can't go out."
"Really?" Ji Zeyu said lightly, and dug out another shovel.
Wang Zhi understood Ji Zeyu's anger, and said helplessly: "I understand Ji's injustice, but..."
"Lord Wang is joking. I have no grievances in my heart. Now I just want to save the saint, and I don't want to think about the rest. I listened to the Queen Mother's word once, and now I am no longer an official, just a little marquis. He is an inconspicuous concubine. As the head coach of the Hu Ben Army, I know that I have little talent and knowledge, and I really can't afford it."
"You're just joking. If your talent can't be the head coach of the Hu Ben Army, who else can?"
"Qingyang Houneng."
Ji Zeyu put the shovel on the ground with a click, and turned back: "I know what Mr. Wang means, but I really have no interest in this matter, so I asked Mr. Wang to go back to the Queen Mother. There are many people like Xiao Yong in the Queen Mother's family. Marquis Yang is not successful, isn't there someone else?"
Clay figurines still have a three-point earthiness, not to mention Ji Zeyu
Although he is taciturn and indifferent as if he doesn't care about anything, the Queen Mother's actions are really too hurtful. At this time, if Ji Zeyu sees the power being brought to him, he will reach out to pick it up, but he has always acted with him. different. What's more, he has not given up on rescuing the saint now, loyally guarding the last hope, even if only the soldiers around him are left, he has been digging.
Such a loyal person, Wang Zhi rushed to admire.
Wang Zhi did not continue to persuade, but only greeted Ji Zeyu, said a word of hard work, and then went to return to the queen mother.
And Ji Zeyu still put aside trivial matters and continued to dig hard with people.
So many days have passed. The people buried in the ground don't know what to do...
But as long as there is a silver lining, he can't give up.
Live to see people, die to see corpses.
If he gave up. Just relying on Qin Yining as a female class, it is even more impossible to organize people to save people. Wouldn't it be possible to completely let people live on their own in the ground
And the queen mother learned that Ji Zeyu still refused to be the coach of the Hu Ben army, and threw the tea bowl on the spot in anger. Just in time for Li Helan to enter the palace, the queen mother was so angry that she didn't want to let go. She caught Li Helan and scolded her severely. First, it was said that Li Helan couldn't win over the concubine's heart, and then he reprimanded Li Helan for acting absurdly, so that Ji Zeyu was hurt.
Li Helan was reprimanded with red cheeks, and angrily contradicted: "The mother will only say me, how beautiful you are? The consort's Hu Ben army commander was appointed by the emperor's brother. My uncle is ignorant and inexperienced, it's strange that the concubine is not angry! You don't say what you did wrong, but instead you say me, it's ridiculous!"
Leaving a sentence, Li Helan wiped away tears and ran away.
The empress dowager's angry chest rose and fell violently, and she lifted the coffee table in front of her, and she did not relieve her hatred.
In the end, it was her family who refused to give her a fight. Let her be looked down upon outside.
The Empress Dowager was angry, so she ordered the palace servants to come again: "Go to the Marquis of Qingyang and tell the Marquis of Qingyang that Zeng Bing's strength cannot be delayed, and let him rush Aijia to Tianmenguan!"
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Qin Yining naturally didn't know about this tangle.
She rested in the mansion for two days, and then began to bring a group of guards to and fro between Chongshan and the capital every day.
They often get up before dawn, sit in Chongshan for a whole day, and wait until the sun sets before they are sent back to the mansion by Jinghuwei and Jingzhe.
Qin Yining was for the child in her womb, otherwise she really wished she could be as inseparable as Ji Zeyu.
However, as time passed, Qin Yining and Ji Zeyu became more and more anxious.
At Li Junwang's office, most of the soldiers from the Jingwei Station have been evacuated because of "missing the best time", and the few left are only to come here during the day to pretend.
People have been buried in the underground palace for so long, according to what the King of Li County meant, they are no longer rescuing, but looking for bodies. Since it's looking for a body, don't worry.
But Qin Yining was in a hurry, and so was Ji Zeyu.
The palace was protected by someone arranged by Ji Zeyu, so Qin Yining simply mobilized all Jinghu guards up the mountain to obey Ji Zeyu's arrangement.
So on September 29th, twenty days have passed since the incident.
In the evening, the setting sun is like blood.
Qin Yining's dry eyes were filled with despair, but she couldn't cry.
Ji Zeyu still asked people to send her down the mountain back to the palace.
Who knew that Qin Yining had just entered the palace gate, and before the carriage could get off, a group of people rushed over.
The knight on the horse was disgraced, Qin Yining recognized it as one of the Pang Xiao Jinghu Guards.
"Princess!" Jinghuwei's eyes were bright, and he lowered his voice and said excitedly: "There is movement on the mountain!"
"What! Is this true?"
Qin Yining almost cried out in excitement.
Jinghuwei nodded again and again: "Ji Concubine said that he heard the voice of someone responding, but it was blocked by a stone. I am afraid that it will not be dug out for a while. Princess, do you want to go back to the mountain?"
"Go back, hurry, hurry!" Qin Yining urged her husband. Take the guards to start anew and go straight to Chongshan.