Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 323
No matter how much he thought about it, he never thought that he would offend the two people who are now in power and regent in the imperial capital.

"No more politeness."

Fu Zhaoge raised his eyebrows, then glanced at Tan Qiliang and Tan Shengjun.

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness, Mr. Xiang."

Tan Qiliang glanced at Tan Jiaomei at the side, twitched the corners of his lips, and then smiled dryly, "Xiaomei, are you okay?"

Tan Jiaomei never expected that Tan Qiliang would not even recognize the name he changed himself in front of Fu Zhaoge and Wen Yanya.

"fine."

Tan Jiaomei pursed her lips, but in the end she had to agree.

Now, she can no longer use that name.

Tan Jiaoge's hands hidden under the sleeves were not only clenched into fists, but trembling slightly.

Fu Zhaoge was silent, and the people present didn't know what to say.

Until Tan Qiliang couldn't bear it anymore, he finally broke the atmosphere.

"His Royal Highness, Mr. Xiang, the old man and the dogs and girls are here to make an apology." Tan Qiliang then said aloud, and kowtowed to Fu Zhaoge, but his heart was still very nervous.

"Patriarch Tan seems to know very well what your son and miss have done."

Fu Zhaoge smiled softly, and then said casually, a gloomy gleam flashed in her phoenix eyes.

"This……"

Tan Qiliang didn't know how to answer, after all, if he agreed, maybe Fu Zhaoge felt that he was conniving at his children to bully her.

"It's the old man who is not strict in discipline."

Tan Qiliang took a deep breath, and then continued to hate, avoiding the seriousness and saying lightly.

Fu Zhaoge glanced at the man in brocade clothes and clothes in the blink of an eye, which indeed echoed an old saying that Jiang is still old and spicy.

"It's true that the discipline is not strict, otherwise Patriarch Tan only has two people under his knees, but everyone can see that his conduct is not good."

Fu Zhaoge then raised his eyebrows, the corners of his crimson lips curled evilly, and a cold look flashed in his eyes.

Off the court, Tan Jiaomei and Tan Shengjun both wanted to refute one or two when they heard the words, but when they just raised their eyes to meet Fu Zhaoge's, they couldn't help but turn cold.

"I hope His Royal Highness can forgive the two ignorant things. The old man only has one son and one daughter. I really don't want anything to happen."

Tan Qiliang said in a painful voice, he never thought that even if Fu Zhaoge spared the two of them at this moment, the incense of their Tan family would still have to be cut off in the future.

"Patriarch Tan said it very lightly. I am also the only crown prince of my father, but I was almost beaten and maimed by your young lady, and almost tied back to the backyard by your young master."

As soon as these words came out, Tan Jiaomei and Tan Shengjun's expressions turned ugly, but they didn't know what to say.

They really wanted to make a move, and wanted to kidnap someone and go home, but they didn't do anything, and they had already eaten a mouthful of mud.

"His Royal Highness means, this is how to deal with it..."

Tan Qiliang glanced at Fu Zhaoge, then hesitated a little, but still gritted his teeth and asked aloud.

"I don't mean anything, since Family Manager Tan is not good at teaching, I'm here to help you."

Afterwards, the corners of Fu Zhaoge's mouth held a trace of wickedness, and before Tan Qiliang came back to his senses, he said, "Come here, invite Master Tan to take a seat. Prepare the board, Tan Shengjun and Tan Jiaomei, every day today I have to let Bengong watch the execution for a big part, if I think you are not doing your best, you will bear the rest of the plan."

"Yes."

The officers and soldiers nodded, and immediately someone pushed Tan Qiliang aside, and it seemed that Lin Jiushen was also planning to teach others a lesson, and even the board had already been prepared.

(End of this chapter)