Do You Know?: Rule the World

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Sheng Hong shook his head and felt congratulations coming from all directions. He responded to them one by one with a smile.

After leaving the palace, he couldn't wait to get into the carriage and ordered, "Hurry, go back home and call Hua'er home!"

Chapter 91 This is what it means to distinguish between legitimate and illegitimate children, good and evil

Jiying Lane, Sheng Mansion.

As soon as the carriage stopped in front of the door, Sheng Hong lifted the hem of his official robe, rushed in two steps at a time, and headed straight for Shou'an Hall.

It happened that Wang Ruofu was talking to the old lady in Shou'an Hall about Changbai's participation in the Autumn Examination this year.

Seeing Sheng Hong coming, Wang Ruofu was overjoyed and said with a flushed face, "Master, you've returned just in time!"

"I just asked Zhuang Xuejiu yesterday, and he said that judging by the quality of Changbai's writing, he has an 80% chance of passing this autumn's imperial examination!"

When Sheng Hong heard this, he was naturally happy.

After all, when Zhao Han took part in the Spring Examination, he had gone to ask Zhuang Xuejiu.

As expected, he came back as the third place winner.

"Changbai started learning at the age of four. Over the years, he has been studying from dawn to dusk, never slacking off even during the New Year holidays."

"It would be unfair if a child like this couldn't pass the exam." The old lady smiled slightly and slowly fiddled with her Buddhist beads.

"Yes! Mother!" Wang Ruofu nodded repeatedly.

I prayed secretly in my heart: It would be best if that little bastard from Lin Qige failed the exam!

It was not until Sheng Hong sat down on the chair that Wang Ruofu realized that he had not even changed his official uniform.

He couldn't help but frowned and said, "Even if you come to pay your respects to mother, there is no need to be so anxious."

As she was about to call the maid to fetch her casual clothes, Sheng Hong raised his hand to stop her: "No need, wait until Hua'er comes back."

"Hua'er?"

"What happened again?" Wang Ruofu stretched her neck and looked at him with confusion.

The old lady looked Sheng Hong up and down, her eyes slightly narrowed, and said calmly, "I think it's probably a good thing, otherwise your husband wouldn't be here drinking tea so calmly."

Sheng Hong laughed dryly twice, secretly feeling that no matter what he did, he could not hide it from the old lady's eyes.

In just an incense stick of time, Hualan appeared in front of everyone.

I saw that her brows were slightly furrowed, and her cheeks were slightly flushed because she was in a hurry to get on the road.

As soon as he saw Sheng Hong, he couldn't wait to ask, "Dad, what happened? Why are you calling me back so urgently?"

Sheng Hong put down the teacup, a sly glint in his eyes, and said with a smile, "Why are you in such a hurry? I just want you to be the first to know."

"Brother Han has performed great service in the northwest, winning the first battle against the Western Xia. The emperor has publicly commended him in the court today."

"I think there will be a big reward when he comes back!"

Hearing this, Hua Lan's heart trembled, and a bright smile suddenly bloomed on her face.

"That's great, that's great." Her voice trembled slightly with excitement.

The old lady reached out and pulled Hualan to sit beside her, looking at her with a smile in her eyes.

Wang Ruofu was so excited that she couldn't close her mouth. She counted on her fingers and said, "My lord!"

"Wouldn't Han'er's official rank be higher than yours?"

Sheng Hong stroked his beard, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes.

"This is inevitable. My Great Zhou hasn't gotten such an advantage at the hands of the Western Xia in many years."

"In my opinion, just based on the merits of this first battle, I will be able to advance at least two levels."

"Tsk tsk tsk, his future is limitless. When I was his age, I was still struggling to gain experience in such a remote place."

Wang Ruofu put her hands on the chair. At this moment, she was extremely satisfied with her son-in-law!

He secretly decided to write a letter and send it to Runzhou later to make his mother and brother happy together.

At this moment, Hua Lan said, "Grandma, Mother, I came back today and I have something happy to tell you."

"Oh? What good news?" Sheng Hong raised his eyebrows and asked first.

Hua Lan lowered her eyes and smiled slightly, her slender hands gently stroking her lower abdomen, and a faint blush appeared on her face.

Before she could speak, the old lady and Wang Ruofu already understood.

"Oh, double happiness!"

"I was wondering a few days ago, you and Han Ge'er have been married for so long, why is there still no movement?"

Wang Ruofu covered her chest and let out a long sigh, and a heavy thing that had been weighing on her mind fell away.

In her opinion, if Shulan was allowed to snatch the master's illegitimate child, Hualan and her own daughter's reputation would be completely wiped out.

"Hua'er, I don't know when Han Ge'er will be back."

"Put aside the affairs of the rear house and leave them to Shulan for the time being. It's best for you to focus on taking care of your pregnancy. Nothing can go wrong." The old lady held Shulan's hand and kept reminding her.

Hua Lan's eyebrows curved, and she smiled faintly, "Don't worry, Grandma, I understand all this."

"Sister Shulan is very sensible. Since she came into the mansion, she has always visited me every morning and evening without fail, and she is also very kind to the servants."

"I feel relieved to leave the household chores to her."

Upon hearing this, Wang Ruofu glanced at Sheng Hong and said sarcastically, "This is what it means to clearly distinguish between legitimate and illegitimate children, good and evil."

"Whose wife can do what I do, whose concubine can do what Lin does."

Sheng Hong looked up at her, feeling a little guilty. He coughed twice and changed the subject, "It's a double happiness day, don't bring up anything irrelevant."

"Hua'er, please stay home for lunch today. Tell the kitchen to prepare some trendy dishes."

"Okay, thank you, Daddy!" Hua Lan lowered her eyes and smiled.

At the foot of the imperial city, Prince Yan’s Palace.

"A victory in the first battle, haha..." Prince Yan sneered, "How are the troops in Puzhou preparing?"

The subordinates in the hall bowed and said, "Jiao Feng sent someone to report the day before yesterday. Everything is ready and we are just waiting for the prince's order."

Upon hearing this, Prince Yan nodded in satisfaction and said in a deep voice, "The Rong family is quite sensible. Their merit in following the emperor is far superior to supporting a prince of unknown origin."

Qiu Zheng on the side spoke at the right time.

"I'm afraid Rong Fei also knows the abilities of her father and brothers. With the new emperor ascending the throne, what place will his Rong family have in the court?"

"Once the Rong family loses power, there will be many people in Bianjing who want to see her make a fool of herself."

Prince Yan clenched his fists. In his opinion, he was fighting a desperate battle.

Over the years, he has done countless things to form cliques and exclude dissidents.

Once Zhao Han's identity is made public, the first person to be liquidated will be a prince like him.

Rather than confiscating his property and exiling him, it is better to give it a try. As long as we can control the imperial city, we can force Zhao Zhen to write an abdication edict.

The die is cast, and those wavering fence-sitters will eventually turn against us.

As for stubborn ministers like Han Zhang, there is no need to worry about not having a way to deal with them!

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Inside the Western Xia camp.

After the defeat in the first battle, Mo Zang Epang felt humiliated and beheaded four or five soldiers who fled back.

For a time, the Western Xia army was in panic. They had been fighting with the Great Zhou for many years and had never been in such a miserable situation.

Mo Zang Epang, holding a scimitar, with a ferocious look on his face, said in a deep voice: "If anyone deserts the battlefield again, the whole clan will be executed!"

There was another reason why he was so furious. The young monarch Li Liangzuo, who had once been at his mercy, had now grown up.

There are more and more voices opposing him in the court. If he returns in disgrace this time, his political enemies who have been dormant for a long time will surely take the opportunity to launch an attack.

Throughout history, have those who have held power ever had a good ending once they lost power?

On the sixth day of May, dusk fell.

A scout, his face covered in blood and dust, crawled into the tent.

With a plop, he knelt before Mo Zang Epang and said in a trembling voice, "General, it's bad, it's bad!"

"Our army's supply line was... was..."

Mo Zang Epang suddenly stood up from the tiger-skin chair and said, "Speak clearly!"

The scout trembled in fear. "The Zhou army's light cavalry intercepted... cut off our food supply route."

"The three thousand soldiers and horses that were escorting the grain were completely wiped out, and all the grain and fodder was burned."

Several generals in the tent changed color when they heard this, and were filled with confusion.

Why is it that Zhou Jun is like possessed by a ghost this time? All of a sudden, they become so powerful that they are not even afraid of death.

Mo Zang Epang frowned and looked at the scout in disbelief.

He took a deep breath, stepped forward and grabbed the scout by the collar, "Are you serious?"

"Seriously..." The scout lowered his head, his teeth chattering.

Mo Zang Epang clenched his fists, and in anger, he drew out the scimitar placed beside him.

There was a flash of cold light, and the scout's head rolled to the ground.

Mo Zang Epang shook the blood off his knife and said in a deep voice, "Pass the order down. All camps will have their rations cut in half. Anyone who discusses food and fodder without authorization will be executed."

At night, dark clouds covered the moon and the night was as dark as ink.

The soldiers and generals of Western Xia were worried about the issue of food and grass. The only food and grass left in the tent was only enough to last for half a month at most.

Not far away, on the hillside, the cavalry battalion and 20,000 elite soldiers had been lying in wait for a long time.

"Go, kill!" Zhao Han's eyes flashed like lightning and he shouted sternly.

For a moment, the war drums were deafening, the horns were blasting, and the army, with its morale rising, rushed straight into the enemy camp like a tiger out of its cage.