Mo Yanliang

Chapter 120 The Emperor's Grandson's Revenge ([-])

The greatest harm often comes from those closest to us.

Wen Jing is not the closest person to Yan Feilu, but one of the elders he trusted and admired the most.

Therefore, Wen Jing's indifference to the prince's party over the past year has caused great harm not only to the prince, but also to Yan Feilu.

And he has already defined such behavior as betrayal.

From the preface, Feilu respected Wen Jing so much, but now he hates him so much.

Eunuch Zhang had never seen the little master's facial features distorted like this, he was really frightened.

"His Royal Highness, Wen Xiang did this... maybe there is something hidden..."

In fact, he himself didn't believe these words, but His Royal Highness was deposed right before his eyes, and Wen Xiang's position was still stable.

His Royal Highness Changsun wanted to deal with Wen Xiang, it was like hitting a stone with an egg, and it was very likely that all the glory and wealth would be tossed away.

"Hidden feelings?" Yan Feilu sneered and said, "Could it be that his purpose of maintaining his power is to support his father's comeback in the future?"

Eunuch Zhang didn't dare to talk too much.

After all, he is someone who has served by his side for more than [-] years, so Yan Feilu couldn't bear to be too harsh.

He said softly: "Eunuch has good intentions, I know it all."

"Your Highness..." Eunuch Zhang wiped away his tears.

A wry smile appeared on Yan Feilu's lips.

He is still young and has not experienced many things, but he basically knows everything about Wen Jing's history.

An ordinary Jinshi who is nearly [-] years old and has no backing, if he doesn't come to the Lu family, he will either suffer in the Imperial Academy, or be sent out to a border town to be a small official, and he will never think of a powerful day. .

After Ji Muqing's case last year, he deliberately alienated his father, and later even pretended to be sick to draw a line with them.

This year when Lu and Zhou's family had an accident, he wiped it out without any effort, the so-called serious illness was gone, and he was still calling the shots in the court.

Even his sons...

By the way, his son!
Yan Feilu felt that the whole room became brighter.

It is definitely not easy to bring down Wen Jing, but there are ways to deal with his incompetent sons.

Especially Wen Chengli's piece of raw material, the whole thing is an embroidered pillow, you can pinch it however you want.

"Eunuch, has there been any news about Wen Chengli recently?" He asked.

Eunuch Zhang said angrily: "Why is your Highness still mentioning that kind of person? In the past, I wished I could stay in our mansion, but now I am like someone I don't know, and I haven't seen anyone for several months!"

Yan Feilu smiled and said: "He is a simple-minded person, he is only afraid of being punished by the news, so he stays away from us.

You immediately send someone out to check and see what he's been up to lately. "

Eunuch Zhang was still a little reluctant, but he didn't dare to disobey his master's wishes, so he bowed and retreated.

About two hours later, the news about Wen Chengli reached Yan Feilu.

Fighting cocks, fighting crickets, eating wine and gambling money to win actors... The most important thing is that Ji Yunzhen appeared!

Listening to Eunuch Zhang's reply, Yan Feilu smiled more and more.

Sure enough, they are the only ones who have a hard time, and some people's lives are more colorful than before.

"Eunuch, what did you say was the name of the actor that Wen Chengli recently praised?"

"Returning to Your Highness, it's a member of the Chunliu class named Yumo. I heard that he looks very good and sings well."

"Chunliu Ban Yumo..."

Yan Feilu is not a gentleman, he is very familiar with the way of dudes.

But the prince's party has suffered heavy losses this year, and he has no intention of having fun.

Therefore, this is the first time he has heard of the Spring Willow Class, and he is even less clear about Yumo.

"Your Highness, this is a theater troupe that just arrived in the capital this year, and this old slave just heard about it."

"You go and bring that Yumo into the mansion, and pay the class leader two months' silver first."

Eunuch Zhang didn't dare to ask any more questions, he hurriedly said, "Yes, I'll do it right now, this old slave."

The person His Royal Highness Changsun wanted, the leader of the Chunliu Squad dared not say anything, so he sent Yumo to the mansion that afternoon.

On the second day, Wen Chengli went to the theater early in the morning as before, but Yumo was the only one in the Chunliu troupe, and even his theater license was withdrawn.

After inquiring, he learned that Yu Mo had gone to the mansion of the eldest grandson of the emperor, and his face turned black with anger.

We all grew up together, and he knows exactly what the emperor's eldest grandson is.

Yumo fell into Yan Feilu's hands, and it might be difficult for him to see each other again in the future.

The boy Donggua still remembered Yan Feilu's grudge when he was beaten last year. Seeing his young master's face darkened, he took the opportunity to instigate: "Master, you think His Royal Highness Changsun did it on purpose, right?"

"What do you mean?"

"Think about it, the eldest grandson of the emperor has not shown up in front of people for a long time, and you just got a little bit interested in Yu Mo, and he sent him to the mansion.

If this is not aimed at you, the little one twisted his head off and used it as a chamber pot. "

Wen Chengli is not a fool, how can he not see things that Donggua can see clearly.

It was nothing more than his father's repeated confession that he would have less contact with the prince's party from now on, so he didn't think about whether to care about Yan Feilu for a while.

He was not firm in his stance, and when he was so angry with Winter Melon, his guts immediately became fat.

Speaking of which, Yan Feilu is still his cousin, but for so many years, he has been riding on his head and domineering by relying on his status.

Now that His Royal Highness is down, he still dares to bully himself, he really can't stand it anymore!
"Let's go, follow me to the Changsun Mansion!"

"It's... just the two of us?" Seeing his seriousness, Dong Gua felt a little guilty again.

"Cut—" Wen Chengli curled his lips: "If you don't go, you won't eat my meal from now on!"

Dong Gua didn't dare to have any objections, so he followed behind him and got into the carriage.

The master and servant came to Changsun's mansion, and the concierge warmly brought them to Yan Feilu's courtyard.

Through a wall, Yu Mo's familiar singing came to Wen Chengli's ears.

He snorted coldly, ignored the maid who greeted him, and walked into the courtyard gate with a flick of his sleeves.

Yu Mo is not as colorful as when he was on stage, but is dressed in blue cloth, which adds a bit of elegance.

A pair of affectionate eyes and Yan Feilu looked at each other, as if there were only two of them in the huge garden.

Wen Chengli's lungs were about to explode.

Yu Mo was indifferent to everyone, so he could barely drink a cup of tea with him for 20 taels of silver.

Yan Feilu is not as good as him, what is it that makes Yumo treat him differently?

Could it be that he thought he could still enter the mansion and be a side concubine?

Wen Chengli coughed heavily, and squinted at Yu Mo.

Yan Feilu had seen him a long time ago, and he was just trying to whet his appetite.

He leaned back in the chair and said lazily: "Young Master Si is really a rare visitor, why did you think of coming to the humble house today?"

Wen Chengli cupped his hands slightly: "I haven't seen you for a long time, Your Highness is even more handsome than before."

Yan Feilu waved his hand, and Yumo and the maids retreated together.

Wen Chengli didn't need to be invited, he found a chair and sat down.

(End of this chapter)