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Chapter 584

After taking care of all the affairs, King An and Yang Shu did not go back to their homes and rested directly in the Mingguang Hall.

King An only squinted for a while before he was woken up.

But a group of dignitaries entered the palace to greet him.

For example, the Second Prime Minister Zhang Tan, Prince Fu and others hurriedly entered the palace to check on the situation and make sure that Prince An was fine.

King An did not have a peaceful night. First, he was deceived by Yang Shu into the secret passage and was frightened for half the night. Then he took care of the aftermath until dawn. Now he has to deal with these people, which is very annoying.

But he had no choice. The emperor asked him to manage the government. In fact, the person who was actually in charge of the government was Zhang Tan. This matter must be explained to him. And King Fu is an elder and is very old. Can he ignore him? He can only

I had to work hard to deal with it, but I secretly complained in my heart.

This job is really not done by humans. Whoever wants to be the crown prince should be the one who wants to be crown prince. He just wants to eat and wait for death and sleep until he wakes up naturally in the morning!

Thinking of Yang Shu sleeping soundly in the cubicle, King An was envious and jealous!

After finally finishing it, it was almost noon.

King An spoke to his chamberlain and couldn't wait to go to bed.

Not long after he left, Yang Shu woke up.

After washing his face and rinsing his mouth, while waiting for the meal, he strolled to the check-in room.

"His Royal Highness the King of Yue." Guo Xu stood up and bowed his hands to him, bowing to him in a normal manner.

"Master Guo! You are back at work again. You are really diligent. Have you eaten?" Yang Shu casually wandered in, looking like he had nothing to do.

Guo Xu smiled and replied: "I took a nap for a while. I have too many things to do and I dare not indulge." After a pause, he added, "The lunch has not been used yet, and someone has already gone to get it."

Yang Shu nodded: "I happen to be eating it too, so why not eat it together? It will be more delicious if you eat it with someone."

Guo Xu's answer was very standard: "Don't you dare to disobey your orders."

So Yang Shu shouted outside: "Send lunch here, I and Prime Minister Guo will share it."

The waiter agreed, and soon the meal was placed on the small table.

"Is there no wine?" Yang Shu asked.

The chamberlain replied cautiously: "The Prime Minister is on duty and it is not convenient for him to drink."

"Okay," Yang Shu was disappointed, "Mr. Guo and I will eat slowly. You can go down."

"yes."

"Master Guo, please."

After a while, after making sure that no one was staring at this place, Yang Shu said, "Mr. Guo made a lot of money on this trip! I obeyed yesterday. Not only was everything fine, but I also got credit for it."

Guo Xu raised his head, glanced at it, understood it, and replied: "I would also like to thank Your Highness for your noble hand."

He was coerced into what happened yesterday. However, in a political struggle, who cares about the truth? If you seize the excuse, you will not punish the political opponents to death. He later followed the second prince back and let people know that he could make a big fuss.

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"It's easy to say. After all, the friendship between me and Guo Xiang was established in the northwest. If others don't believe you, I have to believe you, right?"

Guo Xu laughed, sighing inwardly that he was too weak.

Yang Shu hinted at this matter.

But he didn't expect that he would be detained when leaving the palace. For the sake of his life, he could only pretend to surrender.

So much so that he didn't contribute much to the whole thing. After solving the second prince, Yang Shu slipped him out, freed him from the suspicion of rebellion, and also shared some of the credit for countering the rebellion.

This favor is too solid.

Prime Minister Guo sighed inwardly and said honestly: "Your Highness will need you in the future, so please speak up."

Yang Shu smiled and said: "For someone as smart as Mr. Guo, there is no need for me to speak."

Prime Minister Guo replied while his heart was bleeding: "If Your Highness has something to do, I will obey you."

This means officially voting for him.

Yang Shu laughed and said, "Master Guo, don't act like you're forcing girls into prostitution. You know in your heart that you are the one taking advantage, not me."

After saying that, he put down the bowl and chopsticks, wiped the corners of his mouth, and said slowly: "I heard that Yubaozhai's pen and ink will be on sale in three days. Don't forget to go, Mr. Guo. If you tell their shopkeeper, prepare to go to Xuandu to observe and copy.

Statues of gods will give you more discounts."

Then Shi Shiran left.

Mr. Guo Xiangye looked at where his back disappeared, and was lost in thought for a while. Then he suddenly chuckled and patted his head.

I should have known that this man was not simple, but his roots were already so lush.

I have always been aloof, informing him while keeping my distance, in order to build a relationship with him and not be implicated by him if things go wrong.

When the time is right, and you are sure that this person can succeed, and then use your great achievements to commit suicide, you will gain a transcendent status.

However, his calculations were sound, and the other party was also very shrewd.

And God was not on his side, so he had to show mercy for such a fatal matter.

Come on, it’s already come to this, what else can he do if he doesn’t vote?

A person who sells his body and acts like a chaste and fierce woman can certainly increase his worth, but if it goes too far, it will be off-putting.

It can only be done in moderation.

And, it's not without good news.

After this incident, Mr. Guo was absolutely sure that King An was no match for him. And the emperor was already old. Even if he did nothing, after a few years, the world would naturally change hands.

At that time, he, who joined the gang early, will still worry about not having a good future?

Besides, who among this master's men has a higher status than him, and who is more scheming than him?

Prime Minister Guo was so proud that he replaced the wine with tea and toasted himself happily.

Not long after, he officially joined the team and finally met Yang Shu's team, and he wanted to give himself a slap in the face.

Who has a higher status than him? Because of this palace seizure case, Jiang Wenfeng entered the center in one fell swoop. This kid is more than ten years younger than him, and his reputation is much better!

Who is more scheming than him? Mr. Fu, who hides around the prince and stirs up trouble, but no one ever suspects him, and is famous all over the world, is in charge of the overall situation!

However, this is a story for another day.

...

In the snow forest, Mingwei stood on a plum tree.

Layer after layer of fog enveloped the entire forest, and only the corners of the observation tower could be vaguely seen.

The sound of the flute flowed out from under her fingers, and the surging flying insects could not get close to her.

Wen Xiuyi said coldly: "Do you think you are the only one who can do it?"

She took something out of her arms, but it was a piccolo.

This piccolo is only about the size of a palm, its whole body is green, and it looks a little weird.

Wen Xiuyi brought it to her lips, and a long, low musical sound sounded.

Mingwei suddenly heard the sound of rustling, getting closer and closer, becoming clearer and clearer, and did not stop until he reached the plum tree.

Instead, countless snakes and insects emerged from the ground.

This situation is really disgusting.

Her eyes turned cold, and the sound of the flute suddenly became sad and shrill.

The snake suddenly became violent and made an attack gesture.

But the target is not her, but each other.

Wen Xiuyi was shocked, and the sound of the piccolo changed its tune.

But in doing so, she only slowed down the attack of the snake and insect.

As the sound of the flute became louder and louder, she gradually lost her ability and could only keep giving in until she could no longer control it.

These snakes and insects attack each other and devour each other.

Until the last one survives.

Mingwei put down the flute in his hand and flicked his sleeves.

The little white snake slipped out, rushed to the scorpion, opened its mouth wide, and ate it in. (To be continued)


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