The plot will always be destroyed [Quick Transmigration]

Yang Chenghu: "General! It's the capital in front of me, are you stationed here now?"

Chen Fang looked up at a corner of the capital city wall not far ahead, and answered casually.

Yang Chenghu nodded slightly, took the rein of the horse and made a bend, and quickly rode towards the large army behind.

After all the tens of thousands of troops in the rear were stationed, Chen Fang only led nearly a hundred soldiers to ride to the gate of the capital.

From a short distance, Chen Fang saw a group of people in Chinese clothes standing in front of the gate of the city, but he did not see the emperor's dragon chariot among them.

Several lieutenants behind also noticed this scene and frowned slightly.

Yang Cheng rode his horse and followed Chen Fang to the left, and asked in a low voice, "General, why didn't the emperor come?"

Chen Fang looked a little worried, squinted at him, and shouted: "How did I know!"

Yang Chenghu shrank his neck violently after being yelled at, and didn't dare to speak again.

When he was approaching the city gate, Chen Fang's face was still not any better.

Yu Fei went forward to meet them, slightly bowed his head towards the armored soldiers, and said in a low voice: "General Chen, you have worked hard all the way, this time..."

Yang Chenghu listened to the person opposite talking a lot of nonsense, curled his lips slightly, turned his head to look at Chen Fang, who was in the front right, and saw that Chen Fang was looking at the person who was talking in the front without moving his eyes, with an unexpected expression before. Swept away, the corners of the mouth slightly raised.

Yang Chenghu rubbed his eyes, looked at Chen Fang again, and saw that the expression on his face was indeed smiling.

Yang Chenghu gasped, and shook his head in disbelief.

After Yu Feiyu finished speaking, he slightly raised his head to look at Chen Fang who was riding on the horse.

No response, no reaction at all.

Because the light was behind him, Yu Feiyu couldn't see Chen Fang's facial features clearly, "... General Chen?"

"Huh? Ah, uh..." Chen Fang came back to his senses, looked at Yu Feiyu's white and tender neck when he raised his head slightly, and swallowed unconsciously, "That, you—"

Yu Feiyu said: "General Chen said the real prime minister is Mr. Lin."

Chen Fang nodded, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "What did Master Lin say earlier, just now... I didn't hear clearly for a while."

Hearing Chen Fang's sudden change of name, Yang Chenghu's eyes widened again, and he turned to look at Chen Fang.

What happened today?How did the general get so weird?

Yu Feiyu replied: "The emperor has already waited for General Chen and all the officers and men in the palace, now you all should go to the palace with the real minister to face the saint."

Chen Fang replied immediately: "Yes! Please, Mr. Lin!"

Yu Feiyu nodded slightly, turned around and walked onto the front sedan chair.

Chen Fang had been watching Yu Feiyu sit in the sedan chair, and then reluctantly looked away, turned his head, and saw Yang Chenghu's expression as if he had seen a ghost, frowning: "What's wrong with you?"

Yang Chenghu shook his head fiercely, waved his hands hastily and said: "It's nothing, it's nothing!"

Chen Fang raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his head to look at the sedan chair that was about to move away, pulled up the reins and followed.

Sitting in the sedan chair, Yu Feiyu breathed a sigh of relief. He really deserved to be a seasoned general, and the pressure on him was not ordinary.

Especially those eyes. He only looked at each other for a while at the gate of the city before, and he felt the hairs on his back stand on end.

In the palace, Emperor Jianghuai's face was very pale, but there was still a smile on his face at this moment.

"I, I respect General Zhao, this time..."

Chen Fang bowed his head slightly, raised his wine glass to Emperor Jianghuai and drank it down, then turned his head and continued to look at Yu Feiyu.

Yu Feiyu sat under the princes, and the one sitting opposite happened to be Chen Fang.

That look again...

Yu Feiyu took a deep breath in his heart, suppressing the uneasiness in his heart.

From the celebration banquet until now, Chen Fang has been staring at him with that look, not the kind of observation or scrutiny, but the kind of... How should I put it, it's like a butcher in a butcher's shop looking at fat meat waiting to be slaughtered. Sheep, looking at where it is better to cut the knife.

At the celebration banquet, in front of Emperor Jianghuai, the civil servants put aside the entanglements between their respective parties, laughed and said that Yan Yan looked so harmonious, and the princes also pretended to be brothers and sisters again. You toast, I toast , and finally looked at each other and smiled.

Chen Fang and his party were still wearing armor that would not be replaced in the future. The three big and five thick soldiers were sitting among the civil servants, their dark complexion was particularly conspicuous in the white and smooth skin.

I'm used to eating in the barracks, and now I have to eat in such an occasion, and the soldiers are a little restrained.

Except for the wine glasses on the table, most of the soldiers did not move any food. Emperor Jianghuai watched it all while sitting on it. Looking at the courtiers and princes on the other side, he sighed slightly from the bottom of his heart. The smile on his face also faded slightly.

Emperor Jianghuai raised his hand to support his head, and sighed: "Hey - my body is really getting worse day by day, dear friends, let's come here first for today's celebration banquet." He looked up at Chen Fang, and said casually , "General, I will hold another dust-cleaning banquet for you another day, how about it?"

Chen Fang also knew what was going on with those guys under his hands, nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "The emperor is not feeling well, please take care of the dragon body."

Emperor Jianghuai smiled, raised his hand to support the table and stood up slightly shaking, all the people under the table put down the wine glasses or chopsticks and spoons in their hands, and stood up to send Emperor Jianghuai off.

After Emperor Jianghuai left, all the people at the banquet lost their previous harmonious atmosphere, each of them went to the center of their own party, and slowly left the hall in groups of three or four.

Just as Yu Feiyu walked out of the hall, Jiang Haoqian walked towards him, followed by several ministers Yu Feiyu was more familiar with.

"Mr. Lin, stay here first!"

Yu Feiyu stopped slightly, turned to look at Jiang Haoqian, "Your Highness, Third Prince."

Jiang Haoqian walked over slowly with a smile on his face, "How is Prime Minister Lin recently?"

Yu Feiyu lowered his eyes, and replied in a low voice: "Thank you, Your Highness, Third Prince, for your concern, and everything is well."

Jiang Haoqian nodded, put his hands on Yu Fei's shoulders very naturally, and said in a very friendly tone: "The rainy season is approaching recently, Prime Minister Lin still needs to pay more attention to his body, especially on the joints. I still remember that Prime Minister Lin Last year..."

Yu Feiyu lowered his head and listened quietly to Jiang Haoqian's words. When he raised his eyes, he saw the sixth and ninth princes coming out of the main hall. Jiang Haoqian and him were right in front of the entrance of the main hall.

Soon understanding Jiang Haoqian's plan in his heart, Yu Feiyu lowered his eyes.

"Master Lin, so you are here—eh? Your Highness the Third Prince is also here." An arm was suddenly placed on Yu Feiyu's other shoulder, and Yu Feiyu raised his head to look at the passerby.

Jiang Haoqian's words were interrupted, he frowned slightly and turned to look at the visitor, with a smile on his face again, "General Chen, you..."

Chen Fang didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and interrupted again: "Your Highness, the third prince, I have something to ask Mr. Lin, so I will leave first." Turning his head to look at Yu Feiyu, Chen Fang's voice slowed down slightly, "Lin My lord, shall we go?"

Yu Feiyu nodded, responded in a low voice, and said goodbye to Jiang Haoqian, then turned around and left with Chen Fang.

Jiang Haoqian looked at the two people who were gradually walking away, and the expression on his face gradually cooled down.

Several ministers behind him looked at each other, and one of them stepped forward and whispered to Jiang Haoqian: "Your Highness, let's now..."

Jiang Haoqian said coldly: "Go back first, and talk about the rest later."

"Yes."

Chen Fang looked at Yu Feiyu beside him, and gradually became dazed again.

"General Chen, General Chen... General Chen?"

Chen Fang came back to his senses, "Huh?"

Yu Feiyu looked away and asked, "General Chen, you said earlier that you had something to discuss with the truth?"

Chen Fang was stunned for a while, then grinned again.Suddenly, he thought of a good idea, "It's nothing serious, but there is one thing I want to ask Mr. Lin for help."

Yu Feiyu looked at him, "What's the matter?"

Chen Fang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Master Lin also knows that I have been leading troops to fight in the frontier these few years. I have been away from Beijing for so many years, and I don't know much about the capital, so I would like to ask Master Lin for a favor—"

"I wonder if Lord Lin has time to show me around the capital? It would be best if I could visit all the interesting and delicious places in the capital. Although this may be an unfeeling request, but ...Master Lin will agree, right?"

Yu Feiyu looked at Chen Fang with a smile on his face, his expression remained unchanged, and he had already started to think about the various possibilities that might affect the plot in his heart.

According to the current situation, although Chen Fang said please, but the meaning has been clearly stated.

Lin Hu'an looked at the thick stacks of books on the desk, and sighed deeply while touching his forehead.

Although he passed the test in his previous life, that doesn't mean he can pass the same test in this life... If you calculate carefully, it's been nearly 20 years since the test in your last life. He has forgotten all about the exam questions and answers, okay...

Sighing deeply again, there was a knock on the study door, and Lin Bo's voice came from outside the door, "Master, the old servant asked the stove house to make stewed squab for you, and now I'm bringing it in for you."

Lin Hu'an raised his hand to his forehead, and responded without raising his head. The door creaked open, and Lin Yuanshan walked slowly to the desk with the soup, and gently put down the soup Gu.

Seeing Lin Hu'an's sad face, Lin Yuanshan shook his head and smiled slightly, and didn't bother him anymore, turned around and backed out lightly.