Chapter 746

"What? Is this the right person? " Zhong Zhiheng took the cup, closed the tea cover, and looked at Zhao Changrong with a smile. "I'm worried about this. I can't find the right person. It's good to see Cheng Xiangyang, but he's younger. I'm afraid he can't hold the field. If there's the right person, it's better."

"Yes, it's the duty of Weichen to share his worries for the Lord," said Zhao Changrong, looking at Zhong Zhiheng's face and carefully saying, "long live, Weichen thinks Huijun Wang can shoulder this task."

"Oh?" Holding the tea cover in his hand, Zhong Zhiheng put the tea cover on the table, sipped his tea and looked at Zhao Changrong at the same time

"Yes, long live, sir." Zhao Changrong looked at Zhong Zhiheng's face and said with a sigh of relief. "First, the first general in Tibet must have a valuable identity to be able to awe the different ethnic groups in Tibet and the countries in southern Xinjiang. Hui Jun Wang is a first-class prince. He has a valuable identity. He can bear this responsibility. Second, Hui Jun Wang will be 26 years old when he looks at him. Long live, I think The Lord is also considering the enclosure for the Hui princess, but how can the enclosure compare with the Tibetan land? It is not only a vast and important area in South Xinjiang, but also can afford the status of Hui Princess and the grace of long live, "said Zhao Changrong, who paused, then took a breath, and continued," thirdly, the rumors in the capital have been continuous recently, which is not good for Hui princess. If you can take this opportunity to stay away from the capital, you must be able to relax. "

Zhao Changrong can't sit still. The capital is full of rumors about Princess Hui. However, in the past few months, it's hard to see that Princess Hui and Princess Shu have made any counterattack. Even Zhong Zhiheng, who has always been suspicious and suspicious, is blind. Zhao Changrong can't help but be anxious and angry. Especially after Zhong Zhiheng deals with the accident of Da'an's life, Zhao Changrong is even more troubled It's not a good signal for Zhao's family. If Zhong Mingzheng and Zhao's family go further and further

He really didn't dare to think about it.

What he has to do now is to help Zhong Mingzheng to eradicate Zhong Minge. He can't let Zhong Mingzheng leave the Zhao family, and he can't let Zhao family follow the Xu family.

"It's reasonable for you to say that," said Zhong Zhiheng, still smiling faintly. He put the tea cup on the table and looked at Zhao Changrong with a bit of embarrassment. "It's just that if Hui princess is really the general of Tibet, she will have to go to Tibet. But now she is nearly six months pregnant, so it's not suitable to rush."

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

"Yes, it's been six months," said Zhong Zhiheng, tapping his fingers on the table and looking at Zhao Changrong's discolored face in an instant. "Before the rumors about the pollution came out, Princess Huijun was pregnant."

"Such a good thing, why does Princess Hui keep it hidden? I didn't hear a word of it. "Zhao Changrong was just a little stunned, then he got up and bowed to Zhong Zhiheng." congratulations to you! Happy birthday! "

"It's really a good thing. Mingzheng and Minge have had their sons born for two years in succession. It's even time," said Zhong Zhiheng, nodding his head and frowning at the same time. "But in this case, Minge can't be a general in Tibet," said Zhong Zhiheng. He looked at Zhao Changrong with great interest and said with his lips hooked, "it's Mingzheng I It looks good. "

As soon as Fu heard the word "Mingzheng" from Zhong Zhiheng's mouth, Zhao Changrong felt that his brain had become a blank. He was forced to resist before he fainted. At present, he forced out a dry smile to Zhong Zhiheng: "long live Yingming."

If Zhong Mingzheng is really the general of this hiding place, don't say he is in charge of the east palace. I'm afraid that he won't want to go back to Beijing in his life. Can Zhao Changrong not worry?

"Well, I'm still reluctant to let Mingzheng suffer in that desolate place. Go on." Zhong Zhiheng didn't bother to talk with him any more. He waved at him now.

"Yes, I leave." Zhao Changrong was relieved. Now he wiped his sweat and retreated in a panic.