The old Xiangguo trembled at the end and said "Oh", Guangxiu brushed his hands behind his back and turned around to go into the house, "I just open my mouth, but I can't say anything to you. In short, I have decided to go. If the king wants to kneel, he will kneel."
Bar."
"After all, I didn't ask him to kneel down. What happens if he kneels down has nothing to do with me." He was so angry that he puffed his beard and glared, and finally yelled: "Keep the door closed for me, and we will set off as usual tomorrow morning!"
"It's urgent, it's urgent..." Mrs. Yuan smiled and pointed at the back of the old Prime Minister, and smiled at her children and grandchildren. Although her old features were full of wrinkles, she looked extremely kind. She called the old housekeeper and whispered
He gave an order.
"Yes, old lady." The old housekeeper ran out in a hurry.xdw8
"Someone is coming out. Look, someone is coming out." When the people outside saw another movement inside the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, they became excited.
Unexpectedly, it was the official family just now, and everyone suddenly wilted like eggplants beaten by frost.
The old housekeeper ran to Tantai Hanze and whispered.
Tantai Hanze was stunned for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "Thank you, madam."
When the people on the street saw the old housekeeper returning, they closed the door and burst into mourning.
"What should we do?" Many people shouted, and they were as anxious as ants on a hot pot. They looked at Tantai Hanze's thin body kneeling upright, which was much worse than their own.
Still anxious.
On the other hand, the people also very much look forward to Wei Lao Xiangguo staying.
In the carriage by the alley, Bei Chenyan lay on the soft cushion with his eyes closed. Hearing the noise outside, he didn't even raise his eyelids. He had a lazy expression and opened his lips lightly, "Want to watch again?"
"Why don't you watch, the fun has just begun." Ling Xiyue was full of interest, and the lazy look on her face was more leisurely and confident than that of a man.
"My lord."
At this time, Musi's voice came from outside.
"Miss." Leng Feng's voice sounded almost at the same time, from the other side of the carriage.
At the same time as Ling Xiyue stood up, Bei Chenyan also stood up with his knees bent, resting his elbows lazily on his knees. One of them lifted up the curtain on the left with his slender fingers, and the other leaned close to the curtain on the right.
After Leng Feng finished speaking, he gave Ling Xiyue a look, and then nodded slowly.
On the other side, Mu Xi whispered through the curtain: "Your Majesty, Wei Xiangguo..."
It was so obvious that both of them had 'cheated' and no one would know. At this time, the walls around the Prime Minister's Mansion were covered with eyes.
Ling Xiyue frowned slightly, lowered her eyebrows, her clear eyes were thoughtful, and she slowly waved her hand.
Leng Feng disappeared into the crowd in a flash.
The expressions of the couple were in sharp contrast. After hearing this, Bei Chenyan said softly "Hmm" and motioned for Mu Xi to go down. He looked back and smiled evilly at his little wife, as if asking for help, "How? Did I say that this old man is not imaginary?"
It’s so easy to deal with Zhong, why don’t you admit defeat?”
This time, this little woman is afraid that she will be deflated.
But why is he so happy? It's rare to see Xiyue looking shriveled.
Looking at Bei Chenyan's handsome face with a smile like a flower, Ling Xiyue hummed and gave him a sexy little roll of her eyes, "Why admit defeat? It's not the end yet. We still don't know who will win. You just have to wait."
Wait."
As she spoke, her red lips curled up slightly.
"Oh?" Bei Chenyan looked at his young wife with interest. He straightened the robe on his knees and gently put it down, "Okay, I'll be waiting."
Ling Xiyue gave the man a hard look.
"But I didn't realize it before, but Wei Shu, the son of Wei Xiangguo, is quite transparent, well, a malleable talent." Beichen Yanxiu tapped his fingers on his knees, and said with a slow smile: "You have
If you make a big mistake, you should remonstrate. If you repeat it and don't listen, then just let it go. That's good."
Ling Xiyue imitated the man's tone of voice, like a parrot, shaking her head and crooking her mouth, silently learning: plasticity...
Before he finished speaking, Bei Chenyan stretched out his hand and grabbed her cheek, as if a teacher had caught a student who was secretly imitating him, interrupting her like a treasure, causing her to utter "Ouch"
” A soft cry without anger.
The man pinched her voluptuous face and said, "You can't teach a child."
"You are not teachable." Ling Xiyue opened the man's hand and glared at him with a sideways look, "I think what that little guy said is quite reasonable."
Bei Chenyan was amused by Ling Xiyue's appearance, but he also agreed, "A childish child asked his grandfather, 'Why do you avoid him instead? Isn't that the way to be a minister?' He is careful enough and bold enough, and he is indeed not like a
What age can a child say?"
Bei Chenyan was both amused and lamented: Having served as prime minister of the country for hundreds of years, he is truly a talented person.
"If you have a serious fault, you will remonstrate. If you repeat it and don't listen, you will be replaced. This little guy can draw inferences from one instance." Ling Xiyue thought of the sentence she had just heard, "If you want your ministers to die, they all have to die."
"Then you want me to stay, grandpa, why don't you stay?" is even more funny.
She thought to herself: Children can be taught.
However, it is true that walls have ears. If an unenlightened monarch hears these words, the Prime Minister's Mansion may not be able to gain favor.
Bei Chenyan's thin lips curled up slightly, she smiled, her eyes moved, and she sat up slightly, "When you said that, I remembered who the child looked like in his words."
The man narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly looked at the little woman beside him.
Ling Xiyue coughed quietly and quickly looked away.
As time goes by, the sky gradually becomes darker.
The door of the Prime Minister's Mansion was still tightly closed, and Tantai Hanze was still kneeling with his back straight, but his face was getting paler. Although he was trying his best to control it, the hands holding the sword were obviously shaking uncontrollably.
The brightly lit Wuyi Street was crowded with people, and people from all walks of life did not seem tired and stood around quietly.
At this moment, a figure came from nowhere in the crowd. The man with an indifferent expression walked up to Tantai Hanze and stood still.
The light in front of him was blocked, and Tantai Hanze raised his eyes from the shadow.
The boy's pale eyebrows were slightly startled.
The young man glanced at Tantai Hanze and without saying a word, he turned and walked towards the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion. After whispering a few words to the guards on the left and right, he entered the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion smoothly.
In the study room of the Prime Minister's Mansion, a young man with stubble on his face and the old Prime Minister were sitting and looking at each other.
"You also want to persuade me to stay, don't you?" Old Xiangguo Wei's voice seemed to be trembling slightly, "Today's Lanzhou is no longer the Xilan it was when Taizu and the late Emperor were there, let alone the Xilan that Your Highness and I wanted.
This is not my place, so there is no need to persuade me any more."
The young man holding a long sword slowly shook his head: "Mr. Wei, it's not me." He said, "It's His Highness."
Wei Xiangguo's body suddenly froze.
Your Highness?
The young man raised his head, revealing a calm and handsome face.
This person was Lu Chengfeng, the only valet who stayed with Yunlang in Tantai. He looked at Old Xiangguo Wei: "His Royal Highness once told his subordinates that if Mr. Wei wanted to leave afterwards, he would ask his subordinates to ask Wei Wei on his behalf."
An old saying..."
Wei Xiangguo's old eyes widened slightly.
Lu Chengfeng looked at the old man and said word by word: "My dear father, do you still remember that he was entrusted to me in the past?"
With the words "Xiangfu", Old Xiangguo Wei held back the tears for a long time, but finally couldn't control them and fell down.