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Feng Qiming shook his head and sighed: "My mother has done enough for me."

Looking at the hazy moon outside, sometimes covered by dark clouds, sometimes revealing a corner, sometimes disappearing: "As for the way to deal with it, there is no way to deal with it yet."

"Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it. One chopstick can be broken easily, but a pair of chopsticks is not. Now they are gathering together, don't they just want to give me a complete blow?"

It was obvious that Feng Qiming was now very aware of his situation. He was facing enemies from both sides, and he might even have many spies around him.

Feng Qiming put his hands behind his back, closed his eyes, and his thick eyelashes trembled slightly: "Let's risk death and live again, and bet on good luck."

These words not only carry the domineering power of a king, but also the helplessness of a king.

The next day in Chaoshang, as expected, the issue of floods in Shannan naturally fell on the prince.

Feng Chuyi glanced at the slightly haggard Feng Qiming proudly, and the corner of her mouth curled up, obviously this incident was what he expected.

Feng Qiming's expression remained unchanged and he calmly accepted the emperor's instructions: "My son, I obey the decree."

Everyone knows this matter well and it is not a good job. If you do it well, you will be loved by the people and you will win a good reputation.

If you don't do it well, you will naturally be criticized and even be infamous throughout the ages.

Obviously, everyone knows that this matter is a trap. To put it more clearly, no matter who handles this matter, he will be stigmatized in the end.

Feng Qiming had been outside looking at the dazzling sunshine outside, and gently blocked it with his hands. It was hot.

"Congratulations, brother. If this matter is accomplished, brother will be one step closer to that position." Feng Chuyi looked at Feng Qiming with gloating, then shook his sleeves and strode away, leaving Feng Qi behind.

Imprint a dashing figure on your back.

Since they started to cling together, Feng Chuyi no longer concealed her hostility towards the prince Feng Qiming, and would never take a step back if she could step on him.

In the middle of the court, they were targeted at every turn and pressed harder step by step.

Feng Qiming looked at Feng Chuyi's happy back, his face expressionless, and there was no wave in his eyes.

"Queen, what should we do?" The eyes of the old woman behind her were full of worry.

The woman in plain clothes was still chanting sutras in a low voice in the Buddhist hall, moving the beads in her hands quickly. She didn't stop until she finished reciting the last sentence and opened her eyes.

"Send more people to protect Ming'er. Now, that's all I can do." After saying that, he closed his eyes again and continued to read.

The old mama turned over the words and swallowed them again. Her eyes were full of helplessness: "Old slave, I obey."

It's just that the woman's hand holding the beads became hard and the knuckles became a little white, and you can see her other emotions.

"Shannan, yes, it is a thankless matter. If this is not handled properly, then his position as prince will be in jeopardy." Feng Wu naturally got the news as soon as possible.

Looking at the letter in his hand, his brows were raised slightly, but his eyes were filled with excitement, as if he were watching a play.

"What are we going to do?" Fuling saw Feng Wu's appearance and wondered if she had another idea.

Immediately, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the giant Buddha standing behind him. If the governor knew about it, he would come over directly with a whip.

"What did daddy say?" Feng Wu still doesn't know what Dongfang Zhi thinks.

"The Commander-in-Chief said that since you are back, I will leave it to you to handle everything." Now the Commander-in-Chief is obviously trying to mix things up with Mrs. Lin, and there is no extra thought left.

"Okay, then I will leave this matter to you. You can follow me personally. Feng Qiming's journey will not be peaceful." After saying this, he winked at Fuling.

What a good bond between the two. Fu Ling immediately understood what it meant and nodded: "Okay, leave this matter to me."


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