Crazy! Crazy batch of chief ministers reduced to subordinates

Bei Sheng looked at him and smiled proudly and mockingly, and said: "I hope your lord will always remember what I said today, so that Bei Sheng can go through fire and water for the future of His Highness the Crown Prince and your lord!"

She lowered her eyes and bowed respectfully to Langzhuo, then resolutely strode out of the house with a victorious attitude.

Everyone in Lang's house heard their quarrel, and when they saw Bei Sheng, they all looked at her.

Bei Sheng didn't squint, he just looked forward.

This time it was no longer about escaping, but like a general galloping on the battlefield, wearing shining armor and riding a cavalry, he bravely rushed out of the flames of war and returned home in triumph!

Qingyang and Onfeng, who were waiting outside the door, did not dare to express their anger. Finally, they were surprised when they heard that Lang Zhuo was the first to give in.

Even though Lang Zhuo didn't have any instructions at this moment, Aofeng resolutely asked someone to prepare a car and take Beisheng back to the palace.

Lang Zhuo closed his eyes tightly, he regretted it.

However, he didn't chase him out after all, he just stared at Bei Sheng walking away.

He himself was already on top of the fire, and now he pulled Xu Beisheng up as well.

Crown Princess...

If this name is attached to Bei Sheng, then there will be a huge chasm between him and Bei Sheng, and there is no way to cross it!

When the sky just darkened, Jin Cheng came to Lang's house.

Qingyang stood at the door and reported timidly: "Sir, Master Jin is here."

There was no reply for a while.

Jin Cheng looked inside the door. There was no lamp, no light at all, only a dark figure lying on the desk.

It remains motionless for a long time, like a low stone on the edge of the road.

There was a hint of smoke from burning paper at the door, but it couldn't hide the faint fragrance of herbs.

Jin Cheng remembered that he had encountered the carriage escorted by Orfeng on the way, and had some guesses in his mind - Miss Xu Er should have been here.

He walked to the edge of the garden, picked up a small stone at random, and threw it into the door, hitting the dark figure just in time.

The figure seemed to be shocked by the pain. He slowly raised his head and saw that it was Jin Cheng. He smiled nonchalantly and said, "Qiulai was so sleepy that he fell asleep at his desk."

Master Jin didn't know, but Qingyang knew clearly that Master Lang was not sleeping, but was feeling sad and didn't notice anyone coming for a while.

Lang Zhuo stood up, took the empty copper pot and handed it out the door, saying to Qingyang: "Go get a pot of water, and I'll make tea for Master Jin."

When Jin Cheng walked through the door, Lang Zhuo had already taken out the fire certificate and lit the lamp. Only then did Jin Cheng catch a glimpse of the haggard look on Lang Zhuo's face.

He was obviously a very cheerful person when he was in the palace this morning, but why did he look like he had gone through the grief of a family's death after not seeing him for only half a day?

Naturally, Jin Cheng did not dare to ask any more questions. He sat down silently on the cushions in front of the tea table and said sadly: "The news of the collusion between King Leping and Sheng Le has spread to the palace. Your Majesty seems to be powerless and has no will at all."

Lang Zhuo added fine charcoal to the clay stove with a calm expression, took a piece of fine firewood, lit it with a fire stick, and threw it into the stove. He narrowed his eyes slightly due to the smoke: "With Concubine Zhao and Marquis Gao Yang here, even if If King Leping rebels, Your Majesty will not do anything to him."

Jin Cheng tilted his head at him: "Do we really have to wait until he rebels? By then, all life in the north will be in ruins, and this prosperous capital will become a purgatory on earth!"

Qingyang brought the copper pot filled with water and then retreated to the door indifferently.

Lang Zhuo put the copper pot on the clay stove and suppressed the raging flames. His face was dark and unclear: "King Leping is not in the capital, so it is easy for Concubine Zhao to handle it, but Marquis Gao Yang is a minister of Dajing's meritorious service and has always been conscientious in his work." There is no big mistake, so how can we add guilt?" Jin Cheng opened his eyes in anger, and spread his hands helplessly: "The rebellion of King Leping is a foregone conclusion, and there are already mountains of memorials to impeach him from all over the north! It is best for Marquis Gao Yang to stand still. As long as he sends one or two soldiers to help King Leping, it is a serious crime of aiding the evil!"

Lang Zhuo smiled softly: "Then what are you worried about, sir? There are three paths before Gao Yanghou now, and Gao Yanghou himself is very clear about it."

Jin Cheng leaned forward curiously and asked softly: "Which three?"

Lang Zhuo scooped two spoonfuls of tea leaves and put them into the unopened teapot. He frowned slightly and said: "First, the Marquis of Gaoyang raised his troops and conspired with King Leping to rebel. After the incident was completed, he became the number one hero of King Leping. Jing humerus.”

Jin Cheng's big eyes almost popped out, "How can that be done? If he becomes a successful minister, wouldn't we become the mud under his horse's hooves?"

Lang Zhuo continued: "There are other two options. It depends on how Marquis Gaoyang chooses. He can continue to stand still and keep himself and his whole family out of the matter. But he shouldn't be able to do this. Princess Fan Yang has already married Zhao Your Majesty, if Marquis Gao Yang doesn’t want to move, Concubine Zhao will cry and force him to move.”

"There is another way that seems more clever to me. If Marquis Gaoyang righteously kills his relatives, he can follow the order and go north to detain King Leping and return to the capital. But this is not so easy to achieve. After all, His Majesty is taboo and is afraid of letting the tiger return to the mountain. If Marquis Gaoyang is allowed to go north, , what if the uncle and nephew collude together?"

Jin Cheng just shook his head when he heard this. It didn't sound like there was a smart way, and it was the best way to help King Leping plot against Gaoyang Hou's family.

Seeing his helpless look, Lang Zhuo chuckled twice, poured two cups of tea, put one in front of Jin Cheng's eyes, and said, "The solution to this game lies with Prince Zhao."

Jin Cheng still didn't understand what Lang Zhuo wanted, so he asked: "How to break the law?"

Lang Zhuo said: "Princess Fan Yang left the palace today and returned to the Hou Mansion. When she arrives at the main hall tomorrow, Lord Jin will contact some ministers and recommend to His Majesty the Prince Zhao and his wife to go north to persuade King Leping to return to the capital. I will handle the rest. ."

Although Jin Cheng had doubts, seeing that Lang Zhuo was confident, he had no choice but to nod in agreement.

Before the tea had cooled down, footsteps could be heard in the distance. It was Ao Feng who came back from seeing off Xu Beisheng, holding a riding whip in his hand.

He originally wanted to come to give Lang Zhuo a reply, but when he saw someone in the house, he temporarily stayed outside the door.

Lang Zhuo lowered his head in deep thought.

That's pretty much what we need to discuss today. Since Lang Zhuo has given him countermeasures, Jincheng won't stay any longer.

He drank a cup of tea slowly while enduring the heat, then stood up and said goodbye. He raised his fingers towards Qingyang and asked Qingyang to give him a gift.

The two of them left the gate of Lang's Mansion one after another. Just as Jin Cheng was about to board the carriage, he couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart and asked Qingyang: "Master Lang likes Miss Xu Er so much, why did you send her away?" Where are you running for the crown princess?"

In the past, Jin Cheng heard the dispute between Lang Zhuo and An Guogong clearly in the next room. Lang Zhuo even said that he wanted to marry Miss Xu Er.

Jin Cheng originally thought that something good was coming for Lang Zhuo, and didn't expect to see any news for a long time. When he heard about it again, Miss Xu Er's name was already written on the list of candidates for the crown princess.

Qingyang was also at a loss. He didn't understand what the adults were thinking, so he only said: "We adults have thousands of mountains and valleys in our hearts, and what we are thinking is not something ordinary people like a villain can understand."

Jin Cheng chuckled twice. Jin Cheng may not understand other things, but he knows more about women and marriage than Lang.

Jin Cheng didn't want to say anything, even if he knew there were some things, it would be of no use to remind him.

Although he had already gotten into the car, he still couldn't help but poked his head out of the car window and said to Qingyang: "You are the ones who take care of Mr. Lang personally. Please remind and advise when you have time. Don't expose the woman you like to others." Send it to your room, be careful not to come back."

Qingyang was stunned for a moment, but when he came to his senses, Jincheng's carriage and horse had already gone far away.

He seemed to ask why Mr. Jin didn't tell Mr. Lang these words earlier. It's too late now.