Although he and Qin Shi were brothers from the same mother, Qin Lang always left the impression on Qin Zhaotian that he was a novice who often made some mistakes of one kind or another.
Occasionally, he would leave some insignificant tasks to Qin Lang,
If he does well, it would be the best.
If you don't do it well, it doesn't hurt.
Important matters will directly relieve Qin Shi's headache. No matter how bad things are, there are still many capable ministers under his command, so there is no need for the rich and powerful to follow them.[
However, this incident is no small matter.
First, the imperial edict was changed, and the Crown Princess was changed from Mu Mu to Xuanyuan Feiye, the eldest princess of Tianchi Kingdom for no reason.
Immediately after the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests, a large number of black-clad assassins with unknown origins appeared. They were well-trained. After being captured, most of them looked for opportunities to commit suicide. Those who really couldn't die were unwilling to speak even if they were subjected to more torture.
, as if a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.
At this moment, the incense in the Imperial Study Room was replaced with something deadly. Qin Zhaotian himself was showing signs of being poisoned. How could it not be frightening?
Qin Shi didn't have time to help him track down, so he asked Qin Lang to try.
Qin Zhaotian, however, didn't quite believe in his son's strength and instinctively wanted to refuse.
But after thinking about it again, since Qin Shi proposed the candidate, he must have some expectations for Qin Lang.
If Qin Lang can't handle it, it will be difficult for Qin Shi to get out of dry cleaning. When the time comes, he will just drag the prince into the water and accept further treatment.
The rejection that was on his lips was all taken back.
He tugged at his beard, thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
"Okay, let Lang'er give it a try. I'll go out later and ask someone to send him over."
Qin Shi looked calmly, as if he would not be defeated by any difficulty.
His fingers hooked a strand of Mu Mu's long hair, wrapped it around his white fingers, and twisted it around,