Lonely non-good minister

He didn't mention Song Yuan, but he almost couldn't remember that this guy could hear what people were thinking, hiss~ monstrous!

She slandered, and immediately looked at the great Wu Zhiyan with a smile: "Mr. is an expert, I almost forgot, please also ask Mr. Sir, don't care about me as a junior."

She was too polite, Dawu Zhiyan was not sure what she was thinking for a moment, he hesitated for a long time before asking: "Young master, if you have something to say, you can say it directly, in order not to be guessed by me, you deliberately don't think about anything, you should also very tired."

"Mr. has sharp eyes, to be honest, I want to ask him for help, but I don't know how to repay him." Song Yuan stood up and poured tea for him: "Please don't refuse, sir."

She poured tea for herself?

It would definitely not be a good thing to put such a low profile.

Dawu Zhiyan didn't even want to touch the teacup, put his hands together and asked: "Master, I just want to ask for your favor. I agree, but if you don't say what I can do for you, how can I know what kind of advice I should ask?" What about the conditions? Young Master assured me that even if I don’t agree, I won’t tell the third party.”

He has spoken so bluntly, what else does Song Yuan have to say?
"This matter is a bit dangerous." Song Yuan also sat down: "I want to ask my husband to do a fortune telling."

Big Wu Zhiyan looked at her, unable to see what was going on in her mind, and then gave up the intention of prying into her inner thoughts: "Young master is so determined, but you are so guarded against me, why do you still trust me to tell you a fortune teller? "

"It's not for me, it's for Liang He, the eldest son of the Marquis of Weiting, to make a fortune in front of the emperor. Presumably, Mr. is willing to help Liang He, and has come all the way from southern Xinjiang because he has taken a fancy to Liang He's future status." Power, wants to live with rare goods, but now there is a change, Liang He's fate may have changed."

Although the great Wu Zhiyan hid it tightly, Song Yuan was refreshed when he saw it, and immediately began to count, and his gradually hesitant movements revealed his inner thoughts at the moment.

"Liang He's fate is like this, how does the young master know?" The great Wu Zhiyan looked over, examining and exploring with his eyes under the mask.

Song Yuan took a sip of tea unhurriedly: "Because I am not dead, and my father and king are safe and sound, sir, don't wonder why I said this, sir, you just need to know, I will know who is the master and who is the subject, and I will know it clearly .”

As soon as she finished speaking, the great Wu Zhiyan pinched his fingers and counted again, as if he couldn't believe it, he counted several times before stopping: "Although there are changes, it still focuses on wealth and power."

"As long as the master is willing to help, he can't even keep the last bit of wealth and power." Song Yuan carelessly flicked the froth in the tea: "Mr. better think carefully."

The great Wu Zhiyan could tell that she was going to do something to Liang He, and asking for his own help was probably the most important part of it, most likely to exonerate her.

This guy looks young and innocent, but in fact he has a dark belly.

The great Wu Zhiyan laughed softly: "Young Master, you also have the ambition to fight for power at such a young age?"

"Ambition is not unique to some people, why can't I have it?" Song Yuan sipped his tea: "Before I was stuck at home studying, I didn't feel how powerful I was, and I only found out other people after a walk outside. Humans are nothing more than that, I was brought up like a man since I was a child, and I have an innate advantage to compete with them, why not if I can compete?"

The big Wu Zhiyan liked this statement very much, and laughed a few more times before saying, "What do you want me to do, my lord?"

He just agreed, but Song Yuan was not at ease, and put forward cautiously: "I want sir to calculate this divination in front of the emperor, so that the emperor will know that the Great Wei National Games will encounter an evil star, and the evil star is Liang He. The reason why he has evil spirit is because he killed innocent people, that's enough."

The imposing manner on the great Wu Zhiyan's body froze: "Your Majesty hates witchcraft and incantations the most, don't you know, my lord?"

"You can all live in the palace permanently, is it still not clear whether it is a real taboo or a fake taboo? You can do double-faced things like this, the emperor must have great trust in you." Song Yuan is not easy to fool at all.

The great Wu Zhiyan didn't make any detours: "Okay, I'll help you with this."

Promised so readily?On the contrary, Song Yuan was worried: "What about your request?"

"Of course there is a request, but I don't want to say it now." He stood up: "Just remember, my lord, the reward for this matter is not small."

Not a small reward?What could it be?

Before Song Yuan could figure it out, he left, elusive and completely invisible.

Early the next morning, Song Yuan went to greet Emperor Taikang, Emperor Taikang looked at Zhezi and asked, "Your father is not feeling well, why didn't you tell me?"

Does he know?

Song Yuan's mind was spinning quickly, and he quickly pretended to be stupid: "Father is not feeling well?"

"In the evening, I invited several imperial physicians to come for diagnosis and treatment. They said that it was abdominal pain like colic, and bleeding from the mouth and nose." Emperor Taikang looked complicated: "Such symptoms are not like ordinary illnesses, and they are urgent again. He is also over half a year old. Hundreds of people, such an injury, you need to take good care of it in the future."

Song Yuan now understands that King Zhongshan is probably not in danger, so he started to deliberately create momentum. Now that even Emperor Taikang has been alarmed, there must be a lot of movement outside the palace. Everyone knows that King Zhongshan is in critical condition. At this time, Those who can't stand their temper will start to attack.

"Your Majesty, you have been in the palace for a few days, how do you know the news from outside?" Chang De kindly excused Song Yuan when serving tea: "Look at you, you are stunned, you must be frightened."

Emperor Taikang's face softened a little: "You go out of the palace to have a look, although your elder brother is capable, but at this time, as a son, he should be by his side, even if he serves tea with him, he can get a few compliments. "

He was reminding himself to go out and show his face so that Song Chun won't get a good reputation as a servant by himself, Song Yuan naturally wouldn't refuse, and left immediately.

All the way home, I saw a lot of horses and horses parked in front of the door, coming and going, all 'concerned' about King Zhongshan's condition.

Song Yuan quickly stepped into the door, and was immediately spotted by those who couldn't see the rightful lord. They all surrounded him, chirping and asking about King Zhongshan's situation. Wei Yan and the others immediately stopped Song Yuan from being squeezed by them. .

"The emperor ordered me to come back to serve the sick. I don't know the exact news yet, but my father's illness has been healed by the imperial physician. You don't have to worry, and you can go back first." After she finished speaking on purpose, she hurried inside to inquire about the news. Seeing this, the people became more and more sure that King Zhongshan's situation would not be too good.

When we arrived at the main courtyard, it was peaceful here. The imperial physicians who invited us to see us were all resting in the ear chambers. It was quiet and quiet, and there was no panic. As soon as Song Yuan entered the room, he saw Song Chun and Song Zhu standing beside King Zhongshan. Listen to training.

"Father." Song Yuan bowed in a proper manner.

King Zhongshan looked over and said, "What are you doing when you come back from the palace?"