Chapter five hundred and eighty-ninth: Yu Wenying, tell me, do you want to do it or not?
"Zhongliang..."
King Qi Li Yuanji stood in the middle of the lobby of Prince Qi's Mansion, leaning down with the light behind his back, his eyes fierce, staring at the fat man in front of him with a round face and a slightly plump figure.
"I am not asking you to do anything difficult. I just want you to exaggerate the current situation a little bit when you go to Qingzhou to see Yang Wenqian. Let Yang Wenqian know that it would be best if he went to Renzhi Palace to meet you.
The outcome will be the same as that of Kakashi, what do you have to worry about!"
"But...but..."
The fat man looked at Li Yuanji timidly and stammered.
"Your Highness, you know Yang Wenqian well. If I say this, he will probably rebel directly!"
"All I want is for him to rebel!"
Under the flickering lights, Li Yuanji's expression was gloomy and uncertain.
"As long as Yang Wenqian rebels, Dalang will not be able to escape the charge of treason even if he talks like a lotus. Then as long as Gu kills Erlang, the position of the prince will be alone. At that point..."
Li Yuanji stretched out his hand and patted the shoulder of the fat man in front of him.
"Zhongliang, you are Gu's number one hero, and Gu is not here in vain. You can take your pick at will!"
"But Your Highness..."
The fat man continued to tremble.
"Let's not talk about the matter of the left and right servants. What will I do if Yang Wenqian rebels? You know that guy's temperament."
"This is easy to handle!"
Li Yuanji replied without hesitation.
"If it doesn't work, just give in and join in temporarily..."
The little fat man blinked his round eyes and looked at Li Yuanji in surprise.
"Your Highness, wouldn't that also turn you into a rebel? Yang Wenqian's rebellion will definitely not succeed. If the saint holds him accountable, what should he do?"
"Don't worry, Gu can still look at Zhongliang and you don't care?"
Li Yuanji patted the little fat man's shoulder affectionately again.
"When the time comes, Gu will definitely go to Aye to defend himself, saying that you were kidnapped by Yang Wenqian and had no choice but to do it. I will definitely protect your life. At most, your official position will be reduced. Then when Gu becomes the prince,
Won’t you be able to make a comeback again?”
The little fat man opened his mouth and showed a bitter smile.
"Your Highness, please stop joking..."
Snapped!
Before the little fat man finished speaking, he saw Li Yuanji slapping the ball hard several times, making a loud noise.
"Who are you kidding? Yu Wenying, please understand clearly. I am ordering you to do something, not asking you to do something?"
The little fat Yu Wenying had no idea that King Qi Li Yuanji would fall out at any time. He was so frightened by Li Yuanji's sudden slap that he trembled all over. Before he could react, Li Yuanji had already grabbed him.
He grabbed the collar of his neck, pulled him in front of his eyes, and spoke word by word.
"Zhongliang, if you honestly follow Gu's request, then everything will be over. Gu will definitely go to Aye to intercede for you and keep you alive. But if you don't plan to do what Gu wants,
Hum hum!"
Li Yuanji snorted coldly.
"Then don't blame me for letting you know that you were the farm supervisor and that you embezzled hundreds of thousands of dollars. You won't be able to survive by then!"
"Your Majesty... Your Highness..."
Little fat Yu Wenying looked at Li Yuanji with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Isn't it your Highness that you asked me to do something to the farm supervisor? And all the money I got from you was given to you, Your Highness!"
"You said you gave the money to Gu? It's a joke..."
Li Yuanji pouted, with a ferocious smile on his face.
"Yu Wenying, there is a lot of evidence here that you have embezzled money. I can send you directly to Jingzhao Mansion at any time. But you said that all the money was given to Gu. What evidence do you have?"
"this……"
Yu Wenying seemed to be meeting Li Yuanji for the first time. She looked him up and down and was speechless.
Snapped!
The next moment, Li Yuanji showed a contemptuous smile, and then he pushed the fat little Yu Wenying to the ground.
"Zhongliang, we have known each other for so many years. You know Gu's temper. If you dare not do what Gu wants this time, haha! Let's put it this way, Zhongliang, think about yourself more carefully.
Which one are you afraid of, Yang Wenqian...or me?"
Then, Qi King Li Yuanji waved his hand and said to the guards at the door in a tone that could not be questioned.
"see a visitor out!"
After hearing his voice, the guards standing outside the door rushed in immediately, lifted up the arms of Yu Wenying who was already limp on the ground, and dragged him out of the hall.
"snort!"
Seeing Yu Wenying being dragged out, Li Yuanji snorted coldly.
"Da Lang, you used to bully Yu Gu everywhere because you were the prince, and even robbed Gu of Mr. Yufeng. At that time, Gu could only swallow your anger, but when Yang Wenqian really rebels this time, Gu Dao wants to see what you can do.
Be the prince!
Now it’s you, then Erlang, and finally..."
Li Yuanji raised his hand and clenched it into a fist.
"The prince's position will definitely lead to loneliness!"
…
Bang!
After a muffled sound, the door of Prince Qi's Mansion was closed behind the lost little fat man Yu Wenying. He looked back at the door behind him and silently raised his head to the sky, wanting to cry without tears.
Who can tell him why things are like this!
It is obvious that he is just a harmless little bureaucrat, and he has no ambitions for a successful career. He just wants to work quietly at his position and quietly move a little of the company's money to his home when others are not paying attention...
Doesn't this work?
Why did the King of Qi force him to rebel? What's the good of rebellion... Don't you know that the Yuwen family fell into ruin because of his uncle Yu Wenxin's rebellion, which made him suffer so much?
Just when Yu Wenying was in despair, in the street next to him, a strong man with a sinewy face was pointing at him with his finger and said to a young lady carrying a scabbard on his back.
"The famous Xuanyuan Sword Boy wants you to make the bright face you just saw look like this person's face, preferably exactly the same."
"This is simple, wait for me to collect the materials..."
Then, the strong man with a sinewy face saw the young lady holding the rectangular 'artifact' in both hands, and jumped towards the lost Yu Wenying.
"Hey! That fat man, stop first... stop... I'll let you stop!"
boom!
The next moment, Yu Wenying felt as if something tripped under his feet, and he fell to the ground with a thud. Then before he could get up from the ground, he saw a chubby and cute little boy holding something in his hand.
A strange thing appeared in front of him.
"I told you to stop, why are you running away, little fat guy?"
As she said that, Yu Wenying saw the little boy raising a strange object in his hand and pointing it at her.
"One, two, three, eggplant!"
Click!
A flash of white light made Yu Wenying's eyes confused and he couldn't see anything. Then, he heard the little boy say in a relaxed tone.
"Okay, the material collection is completed, Lao Cheng, now let's go shopping in the West Market and eat..."
Following the words, Yu Wenying heard a stamping sound that gradually faded away, leaving only a confused Yu Wenying in confusion.
What happened just now?
…
Just when the lost Yu Wenying returned to the mansion with a lot of thoughts and just sat down in her study, intending to organize her thoughts and determine what to say when she went to find Yang Wenqian, she suddenly heard a voice coming from outside the study door.
There were several knocks on the door.
Tuk! Tuk! Tuk!
"Who..."
Yu Wenying, who was already very angry, yelled at the door.
"Didn't I say that if I want to have some peace tonight, no one can disturb me?"
"Namo Miaoguang Bodhisattva!"
Following the melodious chanting of the Buddha's name, Yu Wenying saw that the door of the study room that had been bolted tightly opened by herself, and then a monk in his thirties, with handsome features and a very majestic appearance walked out of the door.
He took a step forward, clasped his hands together, and bowed calmly to him.
"Yu Wen Tan Yue, poor monk Wei Ye came to visit, how presumptuous!"
Seeing this monk who appeared like a ghost, Yu Wenying suddenly panicked. He tried to calm down by pressing a few pieces of wood with one hand, and quietly touched the Han sword hanging next to him with the other hand.
"Who are you?"
Although the monk saw Yu Wenying's movements, he did not make any response. Instead, he clasped his hands together and said gently.
"The humble monk Fa Hua Zong has great wisdom and authority. He does not have any ill intentions here. Yuwen Tan Yue does not need to be so vigilant..."
"The wisdom and power of the Fahua Sect..."
Yu Wenying's hand touched the Han sword, and she drew the sword out of its sheath with a swish sound, and her heart suddenly felt strong.
"Did you just say that you are a monk of the Lotus Sect? What evidence do you have?"
"The poor monk knew that his visit at this time would make Tan Yue a little suspicious..."
The monk was not angry because of Yu Wenying's attitude. Instead, he still looked gentle, reached into his arms, and took out a letter.
"So I specially entrusted Tan Yue's close friend, the great monk Fa Lin, to write a handwritten letter. If you don't believe Tan Yue, please read it."
The thirty-year-old monk's voice was very gentle, with a vaguely convincing power. Yu Wenying was stunned for a moment, and then she boldly held the sword in one hand, took the other party's letter with the other, opened it, and read it.
Yes, it is indeed the handwriting of the great monk Fa Lin, and the content is very similar to what the other party said.
After reading the letter, Yu Wenying put down the Han Sword in her hand and saluted the monk with her hands together apologetically.
"It turns out that the master is really the great monk Zhiwei of the Lotus Sect. I was rude just now."
"No problem!"
This monk still has a gentle face and a solemn appearance.
"It's also the recklessness of a poor monk. Don't blame Tan Yue for being suspicious."
After the two parties exchanged a few words, the guest and the host sat down in Yu Wenying's study, and then Yu Wenying asked.
"Master Zhiwei, why are you here to visit us this time?"
"Namo Miaoguang Bodhisattva!"
After hearing Yu Wenying's words, Monk Zhiwei clasped his hands together again and chanted the name of Buddha.
"Tan Yue, do you know that Tan Yue is already in a dead end now, and as long as he goes to Qingzhou, he will be in a place of eternal destruction..."
"The master really has a wonderful plan!"
Before Monk Zhiwei could finish what he said, Yu Wenying's body instantly softened into a ball, with a collapsed expression on his face.
"I am worried about this matter. His Highness King Qi insisted that I exaggerate when I went to Qingzhou to force Yang Wenqian to rebel. I was unwilling to do this, but King Qi was very tough and said that if I didn't do this, he would not
Let someone go..."
"..."
Monk Zhiwei blinked silently.
To be honest, he came to Yu Wenying this time just to implement Brother Zhiyue's plan and win the cooperation of Yu Wenying, the imperial envoy, so that he could smoothly bring Yang Wenqian to Renzhi Palace to confront the prince.
The place of death he mentioned just now was actually a rhetoric, referring to the possibility that the King of Qin would send people to pretend to be Yang Wenqian's men on the road to attack and kill Yu Wenying, thus creating the illusion that Yang Wenqian had rebelled...
But he never expected that when he said this, he would hear such explosive news from Yu Wenying.
Surprisingly, in addition to the King of Qin, King Li Yuanji of Qi, who has always been known to only follow the prince's lead, is also secretly planning to stab the prince in the back.
"What do you mean by what Master Qingwei said? Your circle is really in chaos!"