The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 816
In the hall, Xie Ling was sitting on the dragon chair, his expression was far away and he couldn't see clearly.

"Your Majesty, there are rumors outside to confuse people, you must thoroughly investigate..." Hong Weiqin knelt on the ground, showing a brave and fearless attitude.

No one made a sound on the top, unable to understand Xie Ling's mind, Hong Weiqin was even more disturbed, kneeling on the ground peacefully, not daring to lift his head.

"I'm curious about what the outside world thinks of me."

Xie Ling opened his mouth, his tone could not detect any emotion, Hong Weiqin's back was wet with sweat, and the quiet needles could be heard around him.

Hong Weiqin was secretly annoyed that these colleagues usually treated him like hello, but now that something happened, no one dared to take the responsibility!

He didn't want to make such a move at first, but helplessly, the demon who arranged it didn't know what kind of deep hatred he had with his Hong family, and actually involved the Hong family in it, so he arranged it decently.

In desperation, he could only act as the early bird and cause trouble for himself.

"This... this..." Hong Weiqin faltered, but couldn't speak.

It was rumored that His Majesty sat on the throne by stepping on the corpse of his own brother, which is not justified.

How dare he say that?Isn't this desperate?
Xie Ling waited for a while, but he couldn't wait for Hong Weiqin to say a whole sentence, and he lost his patience: "Forget it, Mr. Hong should get up, since what you said is deceiving people, don't worry about it."

Hong Weiqin was so enraged by Xie Ling's words that he swallowed all the rest, even if he had a plan in his heart, he couldn't say anything right now.

Xie Linggao sat on the dragon chair, his eyes were deep, and the unhappiness in his eyes was like a cloud of thick ink that diffused little by little: "If you don't have anything important, you should leave."

Hong Weiqin doesn't say anything, he can guess what the rumors are like. Although he sits in the Golden Luan Palace, he has a lot of eyes and ears. He not only knows what is said about Xie Ling in the streets and lanes today He even knew who the rumor came from.

King An and King Qi, these two people are not clean.

Xie Chu and the others in the main hall had almost left, so they walked slowly to the imperial study.

Zhu Cheng was waiting at the door of the imperial study room. When he saw him coming, he flicked his sleeves and rushed to meet him. His face was white and beardless, as if covered with powder, and he said in a low voice: "His Royal Highness, Your Majesty has been waiting for you for a long time. No need to report, please come in."

Xie Chu entered the door, but there was no one behind the desk, but Xie Ling's voice came out from the inner room: "Uncle Wang, come in."

After a pause, Xie Chu moved over, lifted the curtain, and a puff of sandalwood came to his face, and the Buddha statue facing the door had kind eyebrows and kind eyes, smiled and pointed.

He turned his head, and saw Xie Ling sitting cross-legged on the futon, with a small tea table in the middle, and a chessboard on it. The black and white chess pieces were glued together, and he could vaguely see the murderous look in it.

"Will Uncle Wang be free? Let me play a game with you?" Xie Ling didn't look back, his eyes were focused on the chessboard, and a white piece was caught between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand.

Xie Chu calmly sat down, held the sunspots, and started to play with Xie Ling.

The chessboard is like a battlefield, there is no distinction between king and minister, Xie Chu did not give an inch, and in a short while, he won Xie Ling with several white stones.

Xie Ling wasn't angry, seeing his situation getting worse and worse on the scene, the twister was half-hanging in the air, and he didn't let it go.

"Uncle Wang thinks, how can I solve this dilemma."

Xie Chu was sitting upright, with his slender eyebrows half closed, watching the movement of the white and black pieces on the chessboard, and it took a long time before he said: "If you don't break, you can't stand, break first and then stand."

As soon as he uttered these eight words, Xie Ling raised his eyelids and gave him a look, with three-pointed scrutiny in his eyes.

These words don't seem to be talking about a chess game...

After a few more moves, the white pieces were already defeated, Xie Ling lost interest, and threw the white pieces in his hand on the chessboard to concede defeat.

"Uncle Wang, I won't play charades with you either. King Qi and King An have been circling around the capital for a long time under the pretext of paying homage to the late emperor. If I don't say anything about those ghosts behind the scenes, it doesn't mean I don't know at all."

Xie Ling still had one leg crossed, and his left leg was slightly bent. He lacked a bit of the majesty of the new emperor, but he had the image of the young and free and easy Third Prince: "What do you think, Uncle Wang?"

Xie Chu stroked the black piece in his hand, his chiseled face was indifferent, and it took a long time before he threw the black piece into the chess basket next to him.

"Your Majesty already has a plan in mind, why bother to let the minister waste his tongue?"

King An and King Qi finally couldn't hold back anymore. From the initial temptation to the current unscrupulousness, the methods can be said to be full of flaws, but Xie Ling remained motionless in the palace, as if he didn't realize it.

This posture successfully bluffed King An and King Qi, making them feel that the new emperor was timid.

Retreating and retreating like this is just the calm before the storm, and the calm before the storm is just the calm before the storm.

After a while, Xie Ling's laughter resounded in the hall, and even Zhu Cheng, who was guarding outside, heard the sound, and looked back in surprise for a moment, and after a while, he quickly lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and stopped inquiring about the privacy of the masters.

In this deep palace, fools can live longer than wise people, and deaf and blind people can live longer than hearing and sighted people.

Xie Ling's brows and eyes were full of pleasure: "The only one who knows me is Uncle Wang!"

He did have the idea of ​​eradicating King Qi and King An, but it's not the time yet, and there is no way to do it.

The two of them spread their minds apart, Xie Chu said softly, "If Your Majesty is bothered by those rumors, why don't you make some fuss about the ceremony."

Because of his point, Xie Ling also understood, looked at Xie Chu, his eyes were full of admiration, the onlookers were clearly fascinated by the authorities, and it was him, the emperor uncle, who was thoughtful and thoughtful.

Xie Ling got up: "Let An Wang and Qi Wang jump a few more times, this person will only know the pain when he falls down, and he won't think about things that don't belong to him next time." .”

Xie Chu also lifted his robe and stood up, noncommittal to Xie Ling's words.

In all fairness, Xie Ling is indeed much more merciful than the former emperor. If Qi Wang and An Wang stayed peacefully in their fief, Xie Ling might not touch them for the rest of their lives and let them be idle Prince.

But unfortunately, this person just doesn't know how to be content.

Xie Ling turned around and walked out, the voice came from the front faintly, slowly, with a seemingly non-existent killing intent: "Please trouble Uncle Wang, I will be blind for a few days, let these two The jumping beam clown is jumping, let's just watch it as a joke."

Xie Chu tasted Xie Ling's words in his heart, and he had a plan in mind.

Is this to make the quarrel between An Wang and Qi Wang even worse?Is it time to get some clues to convict him?
To sum it up in two words, I want to flatter and kill...

(End of this chapter)