Crazy! Crazy batch of chief ministers reduced to subordinates

Chapter 69 My heart is not grass and trees
  Pei Qin stared at Mi Tong's walking back with a deep expression, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

How could he not understand Mi Tong's reminder? It was just about King Leping and he didn't want to admit it.

The prince was assassinated and disappeared. Some people suspected that it was Sheng Le's spies, while others also suspected that King Leping was responsible for the murder.

Everyone's suspicions were nothing, but he saw with his own eyes the cronies of King Leping entering and leaving the palace of King Leping, and even heard what they were planning.

What he saw and heard that day still shocks him.

Since King Leping raised the butcher's knife, he never thought that the prince could return to the capital safely.

Now, if he shields King Leping's party out of conscience, he will be disrespectful to the court and the prince. If he investigates and punishes King Leping's party, he will be wasting the friendship between teachers and students that he has cultivated for many years.

Dilemma.

Half an hour later, Lang Zhuo and Jin Cheng came out of the south study room, only to see Pei Qin still standing on the palace road.

After Lang Zhuo and Jin Cheng looked at each other, they turned a corner and took a different path out of the palace.

At the gate of the palace, Orfeng was sitting on the shaft of the carriage, holding a bag of medicinal mud and dates in his arms. When he saw Lang taking it out, he hurriedly put the snack into his arms. He felt that the bulging on his chest was very ugly, so he took it out and put it away. On the carriage shaft, he bowed his hands to the doctor again.

Lang Zhuo was also following Jin Cheng. Seeing Ofeng's actions, Jin Cheng smiled, then said goodbye to Lang Zhuo, turned around and got into his carriage.

Lang Zhuo came over, glanced at the bag on the car's shaft, and asked, "Has Miss Xu Er looked for you?"

Orfeng chuckled, put down the step stool, and said, "My lord, get in the car first. We'll talk in the car."

Lang Zhuo glanced sideways at him, stepped on the stool and ducked into the car.

Orfeng put away the step stool, sat on the shaft of the carriage and rode. When the carriage walked onto the long street, Orfeng handed him the letter from Jingfan through the gap in the door curtain.

He said: "Miss Xu Er asked you to help me come up with an idea."

Lang Zhuo opened the letter and read it carefully for a while, then closed it too lazily and said, "Let Yan Mo sell all the goods he has to King Leping. Do you still need to ask me about this matter?"

Ao Feng smiled in the wind, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is about to return to the capital. King Leping is willing to pay no matter how high the price is in order to show off his performance. Miss Xu Er is going to make a lot of money this time. I will go to Duke An Guo's mansion to give you a reply after I see you off." "

"Well, where is Qingyang?" Lang Zhuo asked.

Qingyang was not there when Lang Zhuo went out this morning, and now he is nowhere to be seen when he returns to the palace. He usually informs Lang Zhuo wherever he goes, but today he disappeared without a trace.

Orfeng coughed twice, cleared his throat, and said carefully: "He... was called away by Boran early in the morning."

Lang Zhuo looked stern, "But there is news about Sheng Le?"

"That's not true." Orfeng hesitated, "Qingyang was quick to talk and spread the news that the master was getting married, so... Pu and Puran girls forced him to leave and asked Qingyang to tell which family he was from. Girl, only then are you willing to let him back."

The light in the carriage was already gloomy, but Lang Zhuo's expression was cold and silent at this moment, and his expression became even more gloomy.

After a long while, he said: "Call Qingyang back!"

Orfeng was timid, his hands were wet with sweat, and his hold on the reins was a little slippery. He hesitated and said: "The front is not far from Zuixian Tower. How about I go there in person?"

As soon as the words came out, he felt that it was inappropriate and said hurriedly: "I'd better go and call Qingyang back."

Since Lang Zhuo was poisoned, he has never set foot in Zuixian Tower again.

Even if he is lustful, his whole body is hot and uneasy, and he has trouble sleeping at night, he will shut himself up in his room and suffer.

Seeing that the master was in pain all night, Aofeng and Qingyang also advised him that if there was no marriage partner at the moment, he could take a concubine first, but Lang Zhuo turned his ears and refused to listen.

Inside the car, the man with a gloomy expression leaned against the wall of the car, his head muddled, and he furrowed his brows and fell asleep.

What happened in the court today gave him a headache. King Leping had already criticized him, but there were still many ministers like Xiang Pei Qin in the court who supported King Leping by confusing right and wrong. Even though King Leping acted immoderately, there is no evidence to prove that he harmed the prince. If Your Majesty is soft-hearted and lets King Leping go, the prince's journey back to Beijing will definitely be difficult.

Ao Feng didn't hear anything for a long time, so he opened the curtain and took a look. Mr. Lang looked extremely bad.

There was thick sweat on his forehead, and his face was extremely pale.

Before Lang Zhuo could think about it carefully, he turned around and rushed to Duke Anguo's mansion.

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As soon as the weather gets warmer, weeds emerge tenaciously from under the bluestone slabs, turning green.

Bei Sheng sat on the porch and stared at the grass for a long time, thinking about what Nan Yin said this morning.

She specially sent Yan Qing to Zuixian Tower to inquire about it. In the past two days, Zhao Shu did stay overnight in Zuixian Tower and hired a prostitute.

She thought she would be relieved to see Zhao Shu's misfortune, but she didn't expect it to be like a huge stone falling on her heart, weighing her down and suffocating her breath.

I think my heart is like a stone, but after all, we are nothing like grass and trees.

Yaoni Zao has already been sent to Gaoyang Hou Mansion by Yan Qing. Zhao Shu asked Yan Qing to send a message to Beisheng and meet him at the Fulai Inn on Huaping Street in the late afternoon.

At this time, it was nearly two quarters of an hour before the end of the day, and Yan Qing had already gone to hitch the carriage. After Lu Zhu took the curtain and hat, the master and servant went out.

When Ao Feng drove his carriage to the gate of Duke An Guo's Mansion, Bei Sheng's carriage had just left, and there was a sneaky maid at the door who followed him quietly.

Orfeng opened the car curtain and looked inside. Lang Zhuo's face was as pale as paper, and his hands on his knees were trembling. His poison had returned.

Orfeng was cruel and chased after him.

The adult's body has always been taken care of by Miss Xu Er. He must stop her and save the adult again.

Beisheng's carriage arrived in front of Fulai Inn, and Zhao Shu was already waiting at the door.

Zhao Shu was dressed in deep red clothes, with various sachets hanging on his belt. He was still the same handsome young man.

He stared blankly at Bei Sheng getting off the carriage. He hadn't seen her for only three to five days, and it felt like half a century had passed.

Zhao Shu's heart felt sour for a moment, but he suppressed his emotions and said softly: "You came so quickly."

It was very soon, the appointment was at noon, but now it was seven quarters past noon.

Beisheng raised his hat and said, "You called me and I came. Aren't you waiting for me at the door early?"

Zhao Shu pursed his lips slightly and lowered his eyes. There was no contact for a few days, and she had been waiting for him.

He didn't dare to look at the red face under the curtain hat, and even couldn't help but take a step back. He didn't want her to smell the smell of alcohol all over his body, as well as the vulgar fragrance of makeup and powder.

Beisheng asked: "Why did the young marquis invite me here?"

Zhao Shu's eyebrows were as bright as morning stars and he finally raised his eyes, and said slowly: "You asked me to save Ren Yuanzhi before, but the Ministry of Punishment has released him, and the court has reinstated him to his original post, and he has made meritorious service. Now he is in this inn."

"Then Mrs. Wen is also inside. She told Ren Yuanzhi that you saved the couple, so she wanted to thank them in person. Come on, I'll take you up."

Zhao Shu subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold Bei Sheng, and woke up at the moment when his hands were clasped together. His fingers were loosened like an electric shock, but the warmth in his palm did not dissipate. The white jade hand was holding him firmly, as if he hadn't been there yet. Noticed something strange just now.

The corners of Zhao Shu's mouth pursed slightly imperceptibly, and after his fingers trembled spasmodically, he clenched them tightly.

(End of this chapter)