Crazy! Crazy batch of chief ministers reduced to subordinates

Bei Sheng was dragged forward, passed through the corridor, and soon reached the study.

Bang!

Lang Zhuo kicked open the study door.

This shocked Beisheng.

Lang Zhuo almost threw Bei Sheng in. Before Bei Sheng could stand firm, Lang Zhuo, who came in on the back foot, had already locked the door with his backhand.

"Come, look at these!"

Lang Zhuo spread out the memorials on his desk one by one on the desk and pointed at them angrily: "Look at the memorials sent from various places after King Leping went north!"

Bei Sheng was pinched by his arm, which happened to be her injured arm, and was pressed in front of the desk.

Lang Zhuo's voice was cold and stern, pounding into her ears like thunder: "Among them is the memorial sent by Dingxiang where you grew up! The total number of people who starve to death in various places is hundreds of thousands!"

Suddenly, the smell of the beggars on the roadside, the hungry corpses lying on the ground, and the burning corpses in the ravine on the way north suddenly entered Beisheng's heart, making her gag.

However, nothing could be vomited out of his already empty stomach, only bitter bile.

But Lang Zhuo had no intention of letting her go. Her arms hurt from his grip, and he continued to press him every word:

"Didn't you ask Yan Mo to sell all the grain in hand to King Leping? The ice and snow had already disappeared. Since he was going to provide disaster relief, why did so many people die? Come on, tell me why! "

Beisheng's heart was cut out, and his entire abdomen was exposed bloody, and he was trembling with pain.

She originally thought that King Leping took food and went north to provide disaster relief in order to gain fame and win over the people.

I really didn’t expect that he was recruiting troops and colluding everywhere, so that the people were in dire straits!

In her previous life, King Leping colluded with a group of people in the south to rebel, so in this life, she had predicted many things, but she never thought that King Leping would rebel in the north.

That hard heart finally moved. He raised his sleeves and wiped the dirt on his mouth. He straightened up and said silently: "Okay, I will do whatever you want me to do. I will use this life to make up for my mistakes. "

This show of weakness did not make Lang Zhuo happy at all. He pinched her chin, turned her face so that she looked at him, and still said sternly: "Use all your body and mind, all your wisdom, and all your means to help the prince." , come and help me!"

Bei Sheng had tears in her eyes, trembling all over, and just said: "Okay."

But Lang Zhuo's eyes turned red and he said, "You are so good, but I can't believe it!"

She is a scheming woman, who knows if she has given in for a moment and is deceiving herself.

Bei Sheng also knew that Lang Zhuo would not believe such false things as swearing, so he said: "I am dedicating myself to you, sir. If I am in trouble in the palace, can you save my life?"

This is also a kind of transaction.

Devotion is a physically and psychologically damaging thing for a boudoir woman, like a horse tied with a rein and being driven by its master.

With her sincerity, Lang Zhuo should believe her.

His paranoia and madness frightened Beisheng, but this was not what made her succumb, but her guilt for the hungry people in the north.

Lang Zhuo's sinister eyes finally smiled, that kind of sneer, and he finally let go of her.

This sneer was not directed at Beisheng, but at himself.

She laughed at herself for being too crazy and pushing Beisheng too hard, so that she even said such words as "dedicate herself".

He raised his eyes slightly and said, "Go back after dinner. I will inform you about entering the palace."

Where could Beisheng still have food to eat? After getting the promise, he ran away with his life.

Before he could send word that Yan Qing and Lu Zhu were traveling together, he ran to the back door like crazy, unlatched the bolt, and ran away.

It wasn't until I ran to a long, deserted street that I cried loudly.

The cool wind blew in her face, and she didn't know whether she was cold or afraid. Her whole body couldn't help trembling. She had worked hard for so long, and all her efforts were in vain.

She didn't know whether to hate herself or Lang Zhuo for forcing her. As I walked forward in despair, the lights of the shops along the road were still on, and there was finally some light.

When he looked up and saw the signboard of Eryatang, Beisheng realized that he was going in the wrong direction.

There was still a little light shining through the crack in the door, and Beisheng walked over after hesitating for a while.

Yan Mo did some calculations for a while, checked his account books, and was about to pack up and go to sleep when he suddenly heard two muffled knocks on the door. He thought he heard it wrong, so he listened for a while with his ears straightened to make sure that someone was knocking. Door.

He shouted towards the door: "Are you going to sleep? We are already closed. I want to buy tea and come back tomorrow morning."

"it's me."

The sound outside was very weak. Yan Mo was startled and hurriedly opened the store door.

Bei Sheng, who was leaning against the door, almost fell into Yan Mo's arms.

She was like a water ghost who had just been fished out of the water. Her face was extremely ugly and she didn't look like a living person.

"How did you end up like this?" Yan Mo's face turned pale with fright, and he helped the person in and sat on a wicker chair.

No matter how he calculated, Beisheng would only arrive in the capital in ten days. Now that he suddenly appeared in front of him in the middle of the night, no matter who asked, he knew that something big had happened.

Beisheng asked: "Is there anything to eat?"

She is in urgent need of a bowl of rice to save her life.

Yan Mo hurriedly brought a plate of tea, poured a cup of hot tea, put it in front of Bei Sheng, and said, "You can eat as you please. I'll go to the backyard and ask someone to cook you a bowl of noodles."

"Ah."

This plate of tea and this cup of tea are the savior for Bei Sheng now. No matter that drinking tea is an elegant thing, he just takes a sip of tea and a sip of snacks to fill his stomach.

Seeing her embarrassed look, Yan Mo couldn't help but shake his head and turned around to go to the backyard.

With something in his abdomen, Bei Sheng felt a little stronger, and even his breathing and heartbeat became a little clearer.

The aroma of tea in the store is subtle, and occasionally a hint of wax oil from the candlestick floats to the tip of your nose. Some moths fluttered towards the beam of light, and were annihilated with a swoosh. After a while, another moth followed.

Beisheng raised his eyes and stared at the candlestick for a long time, then suddenly smiled.

Isn't she just like that moth now? Even though Yin Jian is not far away, she still agreed to let Lang Zhuo enter the palace.

In the previous life, Lang Zhuo also worked hard to assist the prince, but what happened later? Didn't the prince still die under the sword of King Leping's gangsters?

Beisheng does not know what happened to Lang Zhuo after King Leping ascended the throne. But she thought that with Lang Zhuo's knowledge and talent, King Leping would not harm him, and maybe he would be rewarded with a high official and a generous salary.

If someone else comes to help him, he still has everything and loses nothing.

Beisheng slowly closed his eyes, "Three months, three months..."

If King Leping succeeds, she will have three months left in her life. If it is the prince who succeeds, she will be the queen in three months.

Three months determines life and death, three months determines the future.

Beisheng slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

The stakes this time were a bit high. Since there was no one to protect and no one to rely on, she had to risk everything to help the prince.

Lang Zhuo could no longer believe it, saying that when things were done, he would let her go freely and let her go wherever she wanted.

But, if the crown prince succeeds, why would she leave?

In the past, she cherished her life and did not want to struggle in the whirlpool of power. Now that someone is forcing her into this whirlpool of cannibalism, she should take what she deserves after becoming famous, so why should she give up?

The queen is an identity that everyone in the capital covets. Now the prince has her in his heart, and she has Duke An Guo and Xu Jiajun behind her. She deserves the position of queen!

After thinking about his next goal, Bei Sheng felt a lot calmer.

So he got up, poured the tea in the teapot into the basin, and washed his face with the tea. (End of chapter)