While showing off the watermelon, Zhu Zhen asked: "Master, is this arranged by you?"
"Don't talk nonsense. I'm just an old man who can't sit up without help." Liu Bowen shook his head and denied it.
"I believe you, you are such a bad old man." Zhu Zhen curled his lips and said, "You clearly said that you will bring misfortune to Mr. Hu within a month."
"Yes, I heard about it too." Liu Li agreed.
"Smelly girl, I have hurt you for more than ten years in vain." Liu Bowen sighed helplessly: "Okay, it's me."
"Master, you are so handsome." Lao Liu said while eating the melon with great interest: "Tell me how you planned it?"
"What's so difficult about this?" Lao Liu first pretended to be a boy according to his sect's custom, and then said slowly: "It's just a matter of doing enough homework and making a decision before taking action."
"Master, how can you do your homework without leaving home?" Lao Liu asked curiously.
"Although I haven't been the eldest brother for many years, I still have a group of little brothers." Liu Bowen suddenly became full of gangsterism, and then returned to his gentle manner and said: "Oh, those are called juniors with the same path."
"In recent years, they have been squeezed out by Hu Weiyong's party, and they have all fallen into Qingshui Yamen such as the Ministry of Rites, Honglu Temple, and the Xingren Department." Liu Bowen said calmly:
"But even a piece of salted fish can be put to use. What about the officials of the imperial court? The secret of using it depends on your concentration. It depends on how you use it."
"You are worthy of being master and disciple." Liu Li whispered in Zhu Zhen's ear.
"I'm talking about toilet paper, which is different from salted fish." Zhu Zhen said with a smile: "So Master, through the juniors at Honglu Temple, learned about the news that the Champa envoy was frustrated and stranded in Beijing? Then he helped others.
I had a lot of fun, so that Yang Xuwen accidentally learned about the existence of Dengwen Drum?"
"..." Liu Bowen smiled and nodded.
"Then you want Zeng Tai to enter the palace and let him play the Dengwen drum?" Lao Liu asked again.
"Yeah." Liu Bowen nodded again.
"How can it be done?" Liu Li asked curiously: "It must not be possible if it is too staged."
"It's not difficult." Zhu Zhen said with a smile: "If it were me, I would let the Champa envoy know about Dengwen Drum by accident last night. He has been trapped in Beijing for half a year, and he will definitely go to beat the drum as soon as possible. Then
The entrance to the Huitong Hall is strictly controlled, and I will control the opening time of the day. Zeng Tai is about to go to Chang'an Street, so he opens the door, so that he can create this chance encounter without the parties involved knowing it."
"That's it." Liu Li, the cheering king, suddenly said, "My junior uncle is really awesome."
"Of course, hahaha." Lao Liu laughed happily.
"You..." Liu Bowen's nose was so angry that it was obviously my fault. What does it have to do with him?
"Why did this happen to Zeng Tai?" Liu Li thought about it and asked, "Wouldn't it be possible for someone else to stab him?"
"Hahaha, this is the best part of the whole plan." Zhu Zhen laughed loudly:
"First of all, Zeng Tai arrived in Beijing yesterday and stayed at Wu Zhuangyuan's home that night, which was monitored by my fourth brother. When he met on the way to court the next day, anyone would think it was a pure accident."
"And, Zeng Tai is my eldest brother's man, and he is also a bully. He will never be polite if he can cause trouble for the Zhongshu Province."
"Furthermore, if the matter is revealed by my eldest brother's people, no one will doubt the master. This way, he can calmly stir up troubles."
"Is that so?" Liu Li said worriedly, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is such a nice person, is it appropriate to trick him like this?"
"Don't worry, it's totally fine." Lao Liu said nonchalantly: "My eldest brother and Hu Weiyong have structural conflicts and are irreconcilable, you know? Isn't it true that things are like this, how dare Hu Weiyong do anything to him?"
Then he sighed and said: "I just feel sorry for my fourth brother..."
"What does this have to do with His Highness King Yan?" Liu Li asked in confusion.
"Hey, my fourth brother is just the opposite of my eldest brother. Hu Weiyong will play tricks on him even if he is of this caliber." Zhu Zhen said with a smile, "Now that I am angry, who can I play with if I don't play with him?"
"No way, he is His Highness the King of Yan." Liu Li said with a sigh.
"What's wrong with King Yan?" Zhu Zhen curled his lips and said, "Did they mess with a few of our brothers last time?"
"Indeed, you are so bold." Liu Li quickly spit out her lilac tongue and said.
"The founders of the country are all about pleasure. If they make them unhappy, even you, the King of Heaven, will not be polite to you." Zhu Zhen winked at Liu Bowen and said with a smile: "Right, Master."
"What do you think I'm doing?" Liu Bowen said angrily, "I've been called a coward all the time."
"Haha, Master, this is called a biting dog but doesn't bark."
"You brat, who do you think is a dog?" Liu Bowen's nose would be crooked by his anger eight times a day.
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Sitting in a room outside Wuying Gate.
Discussions about the man behind the scenes came to an abrupt end.
Because the suspicions all point to the prince's camp.
Although Wang Xiang was on the same page as them and even colluded with them, it was not appropriate to discuss such taboo topics with him.
"It's useless to talk about it now." Hu Weiyong started talking again: "The first thing to do is to find a way to get out of here. If you are locked up for a long time, who knows what trouble will happen outside."
It obviously brought back bad memories for him.
Peng Geng also said: "Yes, just like that year when Enxiang stayed in the National History Museum for a month..."
"Ahem!" Shang Hao quickly stepped on him and told him not to open or lift any pot.
"This time is different from that time. Even if nothing happens, it will affect Prime Minister Hu's prestige, so we have to get out as soon as possible." Wang Guangyang nodded.
The three of them looked at him after hearing this, thinking that this old guy was quite normal when he didn't play chess.
Sure enough, if you want to have a career, you can’t be too addicted to games...
"Then how can we get out?" Peng Geng asked.
"The Emperor asked us to self-examine, self-rectify, and reflect deeply." Shang Hao said, "Everyone can't get away with a profound apology."
He said with an apologetic smile and said: "Of course, I will write the favor for you from my humble position."
"No, you're not honest even after being locked up here. I'm too shameless." Hu Weiyong shook his head and said, "But just apologizing is not enough. The key is to hold people accountable - who will bear this responsibility?"
"Me." Wang Guangyang said without hesitation: "You can put the responsibility on the old man, but I won't have any complaints."
"Wang Xiang, what are you trying to do?" Peng Geng said speechlessly.
"What do you want?" Wang Guangyang said with a smile: "I have always wanted to go home and retire. If it doesn't work out, it's okay to settle for the next best thing and join the army. Anyway, no matter where you go, there are people in the army. Brother, take care of me."
"You would rather serve in the army than become the prime minister?" Shang Hao was also speechless. Fortunately for him and Peng Geng, he kept staring at the position under Wang Guangyang's buttocks.
"Haha, maybe this is because everyone has his own ambitions." Wang Guangyang smiled lightly, too lazy to talk to a junior of this level.
