The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 746: Six months pregnant

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"What? Is there a suitable candidate for the right minister?" Zhong Zhiheng picked up the teacup, closed the tea lid, and looked at Zhao Changrong with a smile, "I am worried about this matter, and I can't find him for a long time. As for the suitable candidate, I think Cheng Xiangyang is pretty good, but he is a bit younger after all, and I'm afraid he won't be able to hold his own. It would be great if there is a suitable candidate for the right minister."

"Yes, it is Wei Chen's duty to share the worries of Long Live Lord," Zhao Changrong said hurriedly, while looking at Zhong Zhiheng's expression, and said cautiously, "Long Live Lord, Wei Chen thinks that Prince Huijun can take on this important task."

"Oh?" Zhong Zhiheng held the tea lid for a moment, put the tea lid on the table, took a sip of tea, and looked at Zhao Changrong, "The right prime minister said how could Xi'e afford it?" Is this an important task?"

"Yes, long live your grace," Zhao Changrong looked at Zhong Zhiheng's expression, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then hurriedly said, "First, the first Tibetan general must have a noble status in order to be powerful among the foreign races in Tibet. Among the countries in southern Xinjiang, King Huijun is a first-grade prince. He has a noble status and can take on this important task. Secondly, King Huijun is about to be twenty-six years old. I think Long Live Lord is also considering becoming Huijun. The king has enclosed the land, but no matter how much the land is enclosed, how can it be compared with Tibet? It is both vast and important in southern Xinjiang, and it is worthy of the status of Prince Hui and the grace of Lord Long Live." At this point, Zhao Changrong suddenly After a pause, he took another breath and continued, "Thirdly, there have been constant rumors in the capital recently, which is certainly not good for Prince Hui. If we can take this opportunity to stay away from the capital, Prince Hui will be able to breathe a sigh of relief."

Zhao Changrong couldn't sit still. There were rumors about Prince Hui all over the capital. However, in the past few months, Prince Hui and Concubine Shu had not seen any counterattack. Even Zhong Zhiheng, who had always been suspicious and suspicious, turned a blind eye. , Zhao Changrong had to be anxious and angry, especially after Zhong Zhiheng dealt with the Da'an family's death, Zhao Changrong was tossing and turning. For the Zhao family, this was not a good sign. If Zhong Mingzheng and Zhong Mingzheng were involved in this incident, If the Zhao family is drifting away...

He really didn't dare to think about it anymore.

What he has to do now is to help Zhong Mingzheng eradicate Zhong Ming'e simply and neatly. He can't let Zhong Mingzheng break away from the Zhao family, and he can't let the Zhao family follow in the footsteps of the Xu family.

"What the right minister said is really reasonable," Zhong Zhiheng still had a faint smile on his face. He put the tea cup on the table and looked at Zhao Changrong with a little embarrassment, "It's just that if Prince Hui really becomes the general of Tibet, , then the whole family will inevitably have to rush to Tibet, but Princess Huijun is now almost six months pregnant, so I am afraid it is not appropriate to travel."

"Six, six months?" Zhao Changrong was startled.

"Yes, it's been six months," Zhong Zhiheng tapped his fingers on the table, looking at Zhao Changrong's face that suddenly changed color, "Long before the rumors about the scandal came out, Princess Huijun She is already pregnant."

"Why has Prince Hui kept hiding such a good thing? Wei Chen really didn't hear a trace of it," Zhao Changrong was startled for a moment, then stood up and bowed deeply to Zhong Zhiheng. , "Congratulations, long live the Lord! Congratulations, long live the Lord!"

"It's indeed a good thing. Both Mingzheng's and Ming'e's houses have had princes born two years in a row, so they are evenly matched," Zhong Zhiheng nodded and said with a frown, "Just in this case, Ming'e But I can’t be a Tibetan general." At this point, Zhong Zhiheng paused. He looked at Zhao Changrong with interest, curled his lips and said, "I think Ming Zheng is pretty good."

As soon as he heard the word "Ming Zheng" from Zhong Zhiheng's mouth, Zhao Changrong felt that his mind went blank. He had to hold back to avoid fainting, and then he forced a dry smile at Zhong Zhiheng. : "Long live the wise Lord."

If Zhong Mingzheng really becomes the Tibetan general, not to mention taking over the East Palace, he may never want to return to Beijing again in this life. Can Zhao Changrong not be anxious?

"Okay, I still don't want to let Ming Zheng go to that desolate place to suffer. You can go down." Zhong Zhiheng was too lazy to talk nonsense to him and waved to him.

"Yes, Wei Chen is resigning." Zhao Changrong breathed a sigh of relief and then retreated in a panic while wiping his sweat.