Crazy! Crazy batch of chief ministers reduced to subordinates

Xiao Mian suddenly became more energetic, with a smile on his lips, and immediately said: "Just do what Lang Aiqing said!"

Jin Cheng was greatly shocked when he heard this. Lang Zhuo had already made plans and asked him to say something in front of His Majesty to ask Prince Zhao and his wife to go north to persuade King Leping to return to the capital.

Now that I think about it, that was really stupid.

Pei Qin felt chills all over as he listened. Lang Zhuo could defeat the forces that King Leping Ji Ji had worked so hard to gather in just three moves. Now it seems that King Leping has no chance of winning at all.

Zhong Quan, the Secretary of the Ministry of War, had a solemn look on his face, frowned, and said: "There is no need to worry about the capital or the local area. There will be no problem with Mr. Lang's method. Only Sheng Le, I am a little worried. Sheng Le and Dajing are the same." If you are not on good terms, King Shengle may not agree to send your daughter to the capital to run for the crown princess."

Everyone's expressions suddenly became confused.

Lang Zhuo curled his lips and said: "Send an envoy to directly offer the position of Crown Princess to King Sheng Le. What reason does he have for not agreeing? If King Sheng Le is still not at ease, our court can also send a princess to marry her. Shengle."

Xiao Mian was stunned and asked: "But my only Princess Fan Yang has been married to the Marquis of Gaoyang, and I have no daughter to marry."

Lang Zhuo's eyes were cold, "It's not impossible to make Princess Laiyang a princess."

Xiao Mian relaxed a little and everyone nodded.

Zhong Quan stroked his beard and thought for a while, then asked: "Master Lang has thought carefully about it, and I can't wait, but your master said that he wants to send an envoy. Is there anyone who can be selected?"

Yes, this messenger is related to success or failure, and must be a eloquent person.

Who in the DPRK is qualified?

Everyone's minds became active, and they looked at Lang Zhuo while frowning in thought.

Jin Cheng glanced at the crowd and saw that no one was speaking. Lang Zhuo also lowered his eyebrows and thought carefully, so he stood out from the crowd holding the imperial hut and said: "Your Majesty, I recommend someone who can be the envoy."

Xiao Mian's eyes lit up, "Who?"

Jin Cheng said proudly: "Lang Zhuo Lang Jing Pu."

Lang Zhuo suddenly frowned and glared at Jin Cheng, but his face was slightly raised, proud and contented.

Everyone's eyes turned to Lang Zhuo, and Xiao Mian nodded slightly. The matter was now at this point, and he could no longer refuse.

Furthermore, he really couldn't think of a suitable person to go to Shengle.

He wrote a letter to Tuoba Lang who was hiding in Baoding a few days ago, inviting him to come to Beijing for a reunion. It seems that Tuoba Lang had just received his letter not long ago. Since His Majesty asked him to go to Shengle as an envoy, he had no choice but to go A trip is guaranteed.

After the court dispersed, Xiao Mian left Lang Zhuo and several other important ministers behind. After discussing and arranging many details, the emperor and his ministers had lunch together before leaving.

After finishing the affairs in the court, it was already time for Lang Zhuo to return home.

Thinking that Beisheng said that he would come to his house today, he postponed the evening gathering with several ministers on the pretext that he was preparing to send Sheng Le as an envoy.

O Feng and the coachman had been waiting at the gate of the palace since morning until now, and finally saw the figure they had been waiting for.

Seeing Lang Zhuo come out, he immediately drove the carriage to the palace gate. Lang Zhuo was all smiles all the way out. It wasn't until he got on the carriage that a bit of coldness appeared in his compassionate eyes.

He leaned against the car wall and was speechless for a long time.

The carriage gradually moved away from the palace gate, and Lang Zhuo opened his eyes and asked, "Has Qingyang been looking for you?"

Ao Feng was stunned. Ever since he left the house this morning, he had been whispering to Qingyang for a long time, and he didn't know what he had explained.

Qingyang actually called the kitchen to get busy. It seemed that he was going to receive someone, but it was unclear who was interfering.

He said: "Qingyang didn't come."

Lang Zhuo couldn't hide the disappointment on his face. He urged the coachman, then leaned against his neck pillow and closed his eyes without speaking. Bei Sheng didn't wake up until almost noon, and then he felt a little more comfortable.

An Guogong and his wife knew that she had caught a cold in the rain yesterday, so they sent lunch directly to Qingaiyuan, telling her that she did not need to go to Meixiangju.

Wan Yue and Lu Zhu were waiting carefully in the room. From yesterday to now, they had not seen the second girl smile. They didn't know what she had experienced in the palace these past two days and what she was thinking about now.

After having lunch, the second girl locked herself in the pharmacy and didn't let anyone get close to her. She didn't know what a person was doing inside.

It wasn't until almost midnight that she came out with a box. After bathing and dressing up again, she didn't bring anyone with her. She only asked the coachman to take her out.

When we arrived at Lang Mansion, the moon was on the branches.

The door of Lang's mansion was closed tightly. Beisheng asked the coachman to wait outside, and got out of the car in a daze to knock on the door.

Soon someone opened the wind door. Seeing that it was Xu Beisheng, they opened the door directly and welcomed the person in without asking any questions.

Not long after they followed him in, Qingyang came out with a smile on his face. He seemed not to notice the cold look in Bei Sheng's eyes. He only smiled and said: "The second girl is finally here. We adults have been waiting for her for a long time."

Bei Sheng took out the box hidden in his sleeve and gave it to him. He said calmly, "This is some good stuff I made. You can cook two bowls of soup."

When he heard that it was a good thing, Qingyang was very excited. He just held the box to his nose and smelled it, and he felt the fragrance was fragrant.

He said: "The adults are in the main room, the girl can go there, and the younger one can make soup."

After Qingyang said that, he ran away quickly.

The rows of lights hanging under the eaves cannot hide the secluded and cold feeling of Lang's house.

Bei Sheng took a deep breath and walked inside.

O Feng was waiting at the door of the main house, and saw that beautiful figure shrouded in the dancing shadows of the trees, walking alone.

He finally knew who the master had been waiting for today.

Before Bei Sheng could approach, he reported through the door curtain: "Sir, Miss Xu Er is here."

The person inside only uttered a cold "hmm", and Oofeng lifted the door curtain.

Xu Beisheng really didn't want to go in, but she wanted to become the crown prince, and Lang Zhuo was a hurdle she couldn't get over.

She stood quietly in front of the door. The bright light coming from under the door curtain made her whole body feel cold, and her fingers hanging by her side couldn't help but tremble.

In her previous life, she died before becoming the Crown Princess. In this life, King Leping was trapped outside. The Crown Prince had feelings for her, so she had to fight no matter what.

The bone-chilling cold in the prison was still there yesterday, and a glass of poisonous wine made my intestines twist.

Xu Beisheng covered his abdomen, as if he tasted the bitterness and pungency of poisonous wine in his mouth and tongue again.

After it penetrated into her lungs, it began to burn hotly, making her miserable and wanting to die quickly.

She has not forgotten the pain that Zhao Shu caused her in her previous life, and she spent a lot of time to get revenge.

She just wanted to let him go because he treated her sincerely in this life. How could she let him go now, who wanted to drag her into the abyss?

In her previous life, she had not wronged anyone. In this life, she only takes revenge on those who wronged her.

The steps couldn't help but move in.

All the suffering was relieved with a sudden outpouring of determination. There were some things that she had allowed herself to pursue, pursued, and given opportunities to herself and others, but all her wishes were in vain. How could she give up the only way to survive and the opportunity?