Politics and Non-Politics - Desire

Ying Bo sat behind the case, with a gloomy face, without saying a word, his slightly trembling cheeks, and unsteady chest, which showed that it was the time when Longyan was furious.

Han Fei stood at the bottom, looked at the emperor's face in an unethical manner, nodded and asked, "Your Majesty, what's the matter with you? But what happened?"

Ying Bo restrained his anger when he heard the words, put the memorial on the dragon case, and signaled him to come up and read it directly.

Han Fei picked up the memorial, frowned, and said, "Lingnan violence?"

"These mobs are colluding with the bandits in the mountains, and they will definitely add chaos to me! The local garrison has suffered a crushing defeat! It's a fool!" Ying Bo cursed in a deep voice.

Han Fei said lightly: "The imperial court can directly send troops to suppress it." He added, "The left and right are just a bunch of mobs."

Ying Bo rubbed his brows and said, "Although that's the case, the embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in an ant's nest. It's hard to feel at ease if we don't find out the root of the problem."

"Your Majesty said so." Han Fei put down the memorial and stood aside respectfully.

"Does Aiqing have any suitable generals to recommend?" Ying Bo took a deep breath and took a sip of hot tea.

"How about General Pang Sui?" Han Fei thought of him first. He had a brilliant record and was deeply trusted by Ying Bo.

Ying Bo nodded, and asked again: "According to Aiqing, how about I let Hao'er and Pang Sui go out to experience some experience?" Ying Bo had already regarded Han Fei as Ying Hao's person. Never shy away from him.

Han Fei pondered for a moment, his slightly drooping thick eyelashes just covered his stern expression, and said slowly, "I think it is better to send the Seventh Prince instead of sending King Jin." Han Fei thought to himself: This is a once-in-a-lifetime event. This is a great opportunity, if this move is successful, the plan with the mother can be brought forward.

"Send Zheng'er?" Ying Bo asked back, "Why are you talking?"

Han Fei raised his eyes to look at Ying Bo, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty has been thinking about what death method is suitable for a marshal prince." Han Fei looked at Ying Bo calmly, "I think that the return of the soul to the battlefield is the most suitable. "

Ying Bo lowered his eyes and thought deeply. This is indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. On the battlefield, swords have no eyes, and it is very common to be injured or die in battle.Although Ying Zheng is also his son, Hao'er really... really can't control him anymore.Even if I can't bear it, who can't sacrifice for Hao'er to ascend the throne smoothly.

Ying Bo sighed imperceptibly, "Aiqing, what you said is true."

"By the way, how is the repair of the flood control dam on the Chulan River?" Ying Bo asked again with a frown.The dike has always been very strong, but recently part of it has collapsed somehow.Fortunately, it is not yet the rainy season, and there is still time to mend.

"The artisans are working day and night to repair it." Han Fei smiled peacefully, "The repairs will definitely be completed before the rainy season."

"That's fine."

Ying Yue hurriedly ran to Concubine Shu's Palace. Seeing him hurrying, the passers-by lowered their heads obediently, for fear of offending the Eighth Prince.

"Concubine Mother!" Ying Yue just ran to the gate of Concubine Shu's palace, and shouted at the people inside in an unethical way.

"Yue'er?" Concubine Shu gracefully put down the teacup, looked at him looking out of breath, and asked, "Why did you come to me in such a hurry?"

Ying Yue went straight in, frowned and asked, "Why do you want my son to marry Princess Beihu?"

Concubine Shu smiled when she heard the words, and said softly: "For the sake of the country and family, you should be a prince." Seeing his dissatisfied look, she said again: "I know you like Ning Yan, and when the time comes, I will treat her as well." It’s fine to accept her as a concubine.”

After Ying Yue heard this, she shook her head resolutely, "But I have already promised Ning Yan that I would like to be a couple forever! So I will never marry Princess Beihu!"

After hearing this, Concubine Shu's face turned livid, suppressing her anger, and said: "You are a prince and grandson, three wives and four concubines are the norm! Which of your elder brothers is not like this?"

When Ying Yue heard this, she immediately felt more confident, straightened her waist, and said loudly: "Brother Zheng is all right? His beloved wife has been gone for many years, but he has never married anyone else! Ying Yue admires such affection! "

"You!" Concubine Shu was held in her chest by his anger, although she really wanted to tell this little idiot that that bastard Ying Zheng had empathized with your brother a long time ago!Gritting his teeth, he still swallowed the words he wanted to blurt out!

Can't help cursing: "You idiot! Who is not easy to admire! How dare you admire him!"

An Ruo was on the side anxiously, like an ant on a hot pot, quickly persuaded: "Your Highness, the empress did not tell you not to marry Ning Yan, it's no big deal to be a concubine."

Ying Yue turned her head to look at An Ruo, and said righteously: "Man, once you say something, it's hard to chase! Anyway, I will never marry Princess Beihu! Marry whoever wants to marry!" Ying Yue snorted coldly, folded her arms And stand.

"You're such an idiot!" Concubine Shu couldn't bear it anymore, "Qi Liang!" She shouted towards the door, Qi Liang came in immediately upon hearing the shout, Concubine Shu turned her head and told him in a cold voice: "Let this bastard be locked up in the Hall of Thoughts! When will I realize my mistake, and when will I let him out!"

Ying Yue immediately became angry, and retorted loudly: "Mother, concubine, there is nothing wrong with you! It is unfair for you to do this!"

"Fair? What qualifications do you have to talk about fairness?" Han Qin stared at his childish face with a sneer, but the words he said were more piercing than three feet of ice. I came here for you! Without me, your life would be worse than that of a servant in the palace! With you like this, you still have the right to talk about fairness with me? How dare you resist me!"

Han Qin's words were like a basin of cold water coming towards Ying Yue. What do you mean by "not even a slave in the palace"?Grievance and sadness came to his heart at the same time, his mother actually said that he was not as good as a dog slave!Eye sockets were faintly red, Ying Yue opened her mouth slightly, trying to refute, but couldn't speak.

Seeing that Qi Liang didn't move, Han Qin shouted dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing in a daze! Why don't you take him down!"

Qi Liang hurriedly brought down the sluggish Ying Yue, at this moment, no one dared to touch Concubine Shu's fate!

After they left, Han Qin still felt puzzled, and told An Ruo: "Go and execute that little bastard Ning Yan! Douse Yue'er with ecstasy soup all day long!"

"Your Majesty, absolutely not. The Eighth Prince is still naughty, just try to persuade him." An Ruo softly persuaded him, "If Ning Yan is dead, and if the Eighth Prince finds out, then he will be in a hurry with you again. gone."

Han Qin calmed down, rubbed his forehead, what An Ruo said was indeed reasonable, and murmured: "It's a pity, there is no medicine for Yan Yu." Taking a deep breath, he said: "Then slap her twenty times a day." Slap in the face! This slave must know his duty!"

After Han Feiyi finished his work, it was already evening. Looking at the sky in the distance, the sky was full of sunset, and his mood improved unconsciously.Slowly the corners of his lips curled up, and a charming smile bloomed, but he remembered the incident of being forced into the mansion by Ying Zheng a few days ago.Tell you how dare you take me into the mansion by force!Now, let's see who can beat who!

Thinking of this, Han Fei immediately felt relieved!Thinking about how it is still early in the sky, looking forward with beautiful eyes, I simply went to have a drink without telling Tan Lu, don't stop drinking a few cups and forget it!

The steps are driven by the mind!Han Fei strode towards the outside of the palace gate, but after a few steps, someone grabbed his sleeve.Han Fei looked back and took a closer look. It turned out to be Ying Hao.

Asked: "What is King Jin doing?"

Ying Hao smiled at him, and whispered, "I've already booked a private room at Cup Moting."

Han Fei's eyes widened in surprise when he heard the words, what a good day today, come here whatever you want!Immediately said: "Then let's go!" Feeling uneasy, seeing no one around, he said softly: "We have to hide it from Tan Lu!"

Ying Hao looked at the person who showed his face with a smile, his brows softened a little unconsciously, and he nodded, "Then let's go now! How about going back early?"

Han Fei couldn't help but keep saying yes. Ever since his mother banned alcohol, these days have become more and more difficult.You are only allowed to drink a small pot by yourself every month, so a little bit is not enough to stuff your teeth!Thinking of this, Han Fei suddenly felt extremely wronged. He thought that his talent was beyond the sky, but he couldn't realize a small wish of his. Fortunately, he can make it up today!

After Han Fei left the palace gate, he didn't get into his own carriage, but quietly got into Ying Hao's carriage.After sitting on it, I still felt uneasy in my heart. I poked my head out of the car window, looked around, and made sure that Tan Lu was not nearby, so I put down the car curtain and drove all the way to Cup Moting.

Ying Zheng was summoned into the palace in a hurry by the emperor, and he knew what the urgent matter was.It's just that the emperor was so anxious that he didn't even give him time to change his court clothes, and he was allowed to enter the palace in plain clothes.

When they arrived at the gate of the palace, before they got out of the carriage, they saw Han Fei getting into Ying Hao's carriage from a distance through the gap in the window.

Ying Zheng took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and tightly held the hilt of Tian Wen's sword.

calm!Must be calm!

A small leak will sink a great ship!

The account can be calculated slowly!

Mr. has lost his memory now, so he can't have the same knowledge as him...

Feeling calmed down, he got out of the carriage as soon as he stretched his long legs, and handed over the saber to the gate guard for safekeeping.Ying Zheng's hand hidden under the sleeve robe was still tightly clenched.Really, anger comes from my heart!

Ying Zheng stopped suddenly, closed his eyes, and began to hypnotize himself again: Endure!Must endure!So many Buddhist scriptures were not copied for nothing!

Heaven has given great responsibility to the people, and they must first suffer from their hearts...

Didn't they just get on the same carriage?

What's the big deal!

Thinking about it like this, it seems that the mood has really calmed down.

Ying Zheng took a long leg, and before he had taken a few steps, his thoughts unconsciously drifted back to the scene where they looked at each other and laughed.That smile is too bright!Simply, too dazzling!

never mind!Can't take it anymore!

Ying Zheng turned around resolutely, strode towards the palace gate, his face was as cold as iron.

The palace attendant who kept Tianwen for him saw him, looked at him suspiciously, and asked respectfully: "What else is there for you, my lord?"

Unexpectedly, Ying Zheng didn't intend to talk to him at all, and walked outside directly.Ying Zheng walked to the carriage and called out, "Meng Qi!"

"My lord?" Meng Qi looked at him suspiciously, with this expression, who was so unlucky that he provoked him?

Ying Zheng lowered his voice and said, "Go and find Ying Hao immediately!"

"Ah?" Meng Qi opened his mouth wide, with a puzzled look on his face, "Why, why?"

Ying Zheng's cold eyes shot straight at him like a sharp knife, Meng Qi's heart jumped in his throat in shock, and he swallowed, "Subordinate, subordinate, let's go..."

The night fell quietly, and the imperial city was filled with bright lights. As soon as Ying Zheng left the palace, he saw Meng Qi waiting for him in an inconspicuous corner.

As soon as Ying Zheng approached, he asked, "Have you found someone?"

Meng Qi replied in a low voice: "King Jin and Han Fei have been drinking without stopping." Taking a glance at Ying Zheng's increasingly cold face, he whispered, "They didn't leave until, until it was time to hold the lamps."

"What about Han Feiren?"

"It seems that he was taken to the direction of Zishan by his servants."

Ying Zheng suddenly took a deep breath, as if his heart was set on fire, and after the agreement, only I will drink with you!Ying Hao, you bastard!It seems that the cup of wine is really intoxicating!A pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes became more and more cold, and he said to Meng Qi in a deep voice: "You go back to the house first!" After finishing speaking, Ying Zheng asked the heavens, turned around and left.

"Ah?" Leaving Meng Qi alone, he watched Ying Zheng disappear into the night in white clothes.

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