The princess was ordained by Heaven.

Chapter 380 Judgment

Aside from the Sixth Prince, with whom she often bumped into Zheng Jin, she didn't tell anyone that she often went to the Hanlin Academy in private to study policy essays and decrees, and to learn about the population, grain production, and other conditions of Dayong.

People say that scholars are useless, but she, a female scholar who has read thousands of books, surely wants to do her part for the country and the people.

Her mind was filled with countless thoughts, but when asked, she simply raised the corners of her mouth and smiled politely, "I just thought of something."

The third prince noticed her reluctance to talk and stopped pressing her for details. Instead, he continued the conversation, asking, "Do you have any plans to get married?"

Zheng Jin shook her head without hesitation.

Getting married?

"I'm in no hurry."

Zheng Jin turned her face away, the swaying hair ornament in her hair seemingly proclaiming her self-righteousness.

Although she was already in her prime, the Empress felt sorry for her and did not want her to get married so early.

She now wants to achieve something more.

The Second Prince chuckled and said, "Instead of worrying about her, you should start looking for someone for Yuan Jia."

Zheng Xun: ?

No, isn't she the second oldest?

Why did the fire manage to reach her?

She looked at the Second Prince with a resentful expression.

The Third Prince suddenly realized: "That's right. Yuan Jia is different from us; her child is related to the future of the Great Yong Dynasty."

"So you need to be good-looking, smart, good at teaching children, and not carefree..."

Zheng Jin turned around and disagreed, saying, "But childbirth is dangerous. Compared to a child that doesn't exist, Yuan Jia is more important."

After some thought, the others had to admit that this was indeed the case.

But this doesn't dampen their enthusiasm.

Whether or not they have children is another matter, but they still need to find some gentle and beautiful confidantes for their Crown Princess!

Zheng Jin shook her head helplessly.

No matter what they said, it was useless; they couldn't make the decision anyway. They were just venting their frustrations, so she didn't want to spoil the fun.

She glanced at Zheng Xun, who had a faint smile on his face.

Zheng Xun held her chopsticks, watching them discuss animatedly. The Sixth Prince silently served her food, and she ate quickly and in large quantities, as always.

She never used to eat so leisurely.

This suggests that the shadows of the past world are gradually fading from her, right?

Zheng Jin felt relieved, a smile playing on her lips, and joined the conversation: "I think you're all wrong. If someone isn't good enough, how could Yuanjia possibly look up to them?"

The conservative eldest prince disagreed, saying, "What if he's too wild and develops ambitions for the throne?"

"What should we do? Who is Yuan Jia? No matter how wild his temper is, he can be controlled."

The Third Prince was persuaded by Zheng Jin and resolutely switched sides: "Ah Jin is right! If they are really just weaklings, how can they be worthy of Yuan Jia?"

The sixth prince, unable to contain himself any longer, complained: "You're still young. Look at what they're saying. Is that even reasonable?"

Zheng Xun put down his chopsticks and teased with a smile, "They were just jokes, why did you take them seriously?"

The sixth prince remained silent.

He thought about it, but still couldn't think of anyone who could be worthy of Yuan Jia.

She is like the blazing sun, the moon, and the stars; anyone standing beside her pales in comparison.

In her heart, no matter how outstanding a man is, he can only be a supporting character in front of her.

However, there's no need to say these things and spoil the mood.

The moon is shining brightly tonight, and tomorrow should be a clear day. It's rare for Zheng Xun to have time to rest, so why should he disturb him?

……

At this time in Dongzhou, Xu Zhen was also drinking with Pang Yunyi and Che Zhong'an.

When he was in the capital, he drank sake. Now that he's in the north, he hasn't gotten used to the spiciness of strong liquor.

He was actually a little drunk, but he didn't show it on his face, though he spoke a little faster: "I'm afraid these peaceful days won't last long."

Che Zhong'an raised an eyebrow: "How do you know?"

Pang Yunyi chuckled: "I didn't expect that a pretty boy like you could make such a judgment on the battle situation."

"Based on my understanding of Qi Yongji, he is magnanimous and will not tolerate Dayong for long, especially since Dayong has been making frequent moves in recent years, and the hidden pieces he has made have been wiped out one by one. In his eyes, this behavior is a slap in the face. Moreover, he has just made a fortune from the snow disaster, and all the young and middle-aged people who were homeless after the disaster have been gathered by him. Everything is ready, and he will not tolerate it."

Although his judgment was reasonable and well-founded, in Che Zhong'an's mind, how could a noble young master like Xu Zhen, who had never even seen a war, really understand fighting?

"How long has it been since the snowstorm? How can newly recruited soldiers go straight to the battlefield without training?"

Che Zhong'an couldn't help but look at Pang Yunyi.

Although he disliked Pang Yunyi, this reckless man, he had to admit that Pang Yunyi's intuition and judgment in war were terrifyingly accurate.

Pang Yunyi took a big gulp of wine: "Xu Zhen is right."

Rarely hearing him call his name so calmly, Xu Zhen became interested: "Oh? How did General Pang come to this conclusion?"

“Intuition,” Pang Yunyi raised his hand, as if feeling the wind passing through his fingers, “the wind is always chilling when war is about to break out. In less than six months…”

……

"Within six months, Qi Yongji may formally declare war on Dayong."

In Xizhou, Jianyang and the Red Eagle Army lay on the sand, listening to the wind blowing across the wilderness.

Zhang Dairong sat up in surprise: "Will it really be that fast?"

“Yes,” Jianyang answered decisively, “within six months, Qi Yongji will be able to suppress the opposing voices from the Brown Kingdom.”

It might even cause those who oppose it to disappear completely.

Zhang Dairong, who always trusted his general, surprisingly had doubts this time: "Is the general giving him too much credit?"

"No, it's because I understand him."

Zhang Dairong was unaware that Jianyang had begun researching Qi Yongji ever since he learned about the fall of the Dayong Kingdom.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call her a "Qi scholar" now.

"You think a war won't break out, which is based on two things: supplies and internal strife. The first point isn't that important to the Brown Kingdom. The Brown Kingdom's fighting style has always been unique. For example, Mo Sheng is good at using war to sustain war. There was even a time when he starved his soldiers for a day when food was plentiful. Those soldiers were starving, and when they heard Mo Sheng promise them that they would be full if they won, they became bloodthirsty. That battle ended exceptionally quickly and was won exceptionally well."

What Jianyang didn't mention was that an unusually large number of soldiers from the Brown Kingdom also died in that battle.

Zhang Dairong stared in disbelief: "He...he...isn't he afraid of a mutiny?"

"The Brown Kingdom's grain production was already low, and he kept it a secret. The grain was well hidden, and the soldiers didn't know that they could have avoided starvation."

Zhang Dairong suddenly said with emotion, "Fortunately, we are people of Dayong."

She had experienced hunger before, and that was truly unbearable.

Jianyang was amused by her words.

While in the palace, Jianyang was pampered and refined. Although the calluses on her hands remained, her face looked exceptionally young.

But not long after she arrived in Xizhou, the lines on her face became much more pronounced when she smiled.

She looks older than her actual age these days.