Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 704
Emperor Liang said: "It seems that Aiqing is really old and can't bear the pain of bereavement. In this case, I allow you to rest at home for a month without going to court."

"emperor!"

Emperor Liang sighed, a tone that I can understand.

"The death of the brave general, I am also very heartbroken. No one wants to lose the pillar of the country. Please rest assured, Ai Qing, I will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly. Since Ai Qing has doubts about the battle of Nanning King, I will also re-investigate the battle of Nanning King. Let’s give everyone justice!”

"This……"

Prime Minister Zhang’s original intention was to let the emperor decide for General Zhang and let Gu Feibai become the fuse, but now he said it was a rest, but in fact he was banned for a month, and he wanted to re-investigate the case of King Nanning. The Zhang family is on the road to nowhere!

However, Prime Minister Zhang couldn't say a word of "no", he said these words first, and the emperor was just satisfying his ideas.

The emperor's mind is the emperor after all.

"Does Aiqing have any objections?" Emperor Liang asked.

If you refuse again, you don't know good from bad.

Prime Minister Zhang was heartbroken, bowed his head and kowtowed: "I thank you Long En."

He was lying on his stomach, looking very pitiful.

Su Ziheng frowned slightly, feeling a little unbearable, and stretched out his hand to help Prime Minister Zhang: "Uncle, get up first."

Prime Minister Zhang froze, and slowly raised his head.

Su Ziheng's heart jumped slightly, and the next second he noticed that everyone's eyes were on him, and he looked up at the people on the high platform.

Emperor Liang was looking at him with dark eyes.

Su Ziheng was startled, and belatedly realized that he had slipped his words just now, let alone stretching out his hand.

"His Royal Highness is merciful, and the old minister is ashamed." Prime Minister Zhang's voice relieved him.

Su Ziheng also took advantage of these words to go down the steps and withdrew his hand, pursed his thin lips, unknowingly, cold sweat broke out on his back, and his voice was smiling.

"The ministers of the DPRK and China are all doing their best for Daliang, and you can take on the responsibility!"

He is the crown prince first, the emperor's son, and then Prime Minister Zhang's nephew.

A grunt of unknown meaning fell from the top of his head.

Emperor Liang turned his jade finger, glanced at the stiff Su Ziheng, looked away mercifully, looked at Prime Minister Zhang who hadn't got up, and then slowly scanned the entire court: "What's the matter, dear friends?" report?"

No one answered.

"Scatter the court!" The emperor waved his long sleeves and stepped down from the dragon chair, and the twelve crowns of the emperor shone with a cold light.

"Prime Minister, take care of yourself." Su Qing'an passed by Prime Minister Zhang with a low voice.

"Auspicious words from the princess." Prime Minister Zhang stood up slowly, staring at Su Qing'an, his lips parted in a smile: "Princess Zhaoyi is also the same."

outside the hall.

"Father."

Emperor Liang heard the sound and turned around.

The daughter behind him looked at him with a smile: "I want to ask Father for a cup of tea."

Emperor Liang squinted his eyes, looked at it for a moment, sure.

Among these children, Su Qing'an grew up the most like him. When Emperor Liang saw her, he couldn't help but think of himself when he was young.

Although he was dissatisfied with the Zhang family, he never thought of abolishing the crown prince. Su Ziheng was his heir apparent. If Su Qing'an had second thoughts...

Prime Minister's House.

"Gu Feibai." Su Ziheng squeezed out these three words with bloodshot eyes, "I want him to die without a place to bury him! Bury him for my second uncle!"

Prime Minister Zhang sat on his seat and made tea. He no longer felt sad and angry in the hall, and calmly said: "Gu Feibai must have found something, he can't go back to Beijing."

Su Ziheng never dared to underestimate Prime Minister Zhang's scheming: "What can uncle do?"

Losing the right-hand man, General Zhang, is equivalent to losing a great help in military power. Su Ziheng regretted and heartbroken, and put all the hatred on Gu Feibai, and——Su Qing'an!

Prime Minister Zhang said inexplicably, "I guess... Gu Feibai will return to Beijing privately early."

Gu Feibai and Su Qingan have a good relationship. To be fair, Su Qingan's left arm must be used to pay for it.

He wants to use Gu Feibai's blood to comfort his brother's spirit in heaven!

The two conspired in the study for an hour before Su Ziheng quietly left from the Prime Minister's Mansion. Before leaving, Prime Minister Zhang told him: "Remember, you can't be too sad now, and you can't be sad either."

Su Ziheng nodded in response: "Nephew understands."

East Palace.

Seeing the visitor, Su Ziheng respectfully said, "Teacher."

The young man was tall and tall, with a handsome face. Standing among the rockery and flowing water, he nodded slightly with the intention of transcending the mundane world.

There are not many people Su Ziheng admires, but Lu Nanxu is one of them.

He has always wanted to win Lu Nanxu into his own person. Even in the eyes of the outside world, the Tai Tuo is his teacher and has been on his side from beginning to end, but Su Ziheng has never seen through him.

"What do you think, teacher, about this battle in the northern border?" Su Ziheng played chess with Lu Nanxu, dropped a white character on the chessboard, and asked tentatively.

"If you can't do two things with one mind, the prince will lose." Lu Nanxu said flatly.

Su Ziheng looked at the chessboard and laughed dumbfoundedly: "Teacher is superb at chess, Ziheng is ashamed of himself!"

He played with the chess pieces leisurely, and said casually: "Gu Feibai will finally be able to honor his ancestors when he comes back this time."

Lu Nanxu dropped a son.

He didn't speak until the chess game was over.

"I only hope that the world will be peaceful, and the sea will be clean and the river banquet."

Su Ziheng couldn't wait to respond: "The teacher's wish is also a lonely wish!"

Lu Nanxu: "The crown prince is a virtuous man with the world in mind. Although the prime minister is your uncle, it is not appropriate to get too close."

Lu Nanxu could see clearly that Prime Minister Zhang was an ambitious wolf, and the emperor was the most taboo, so Su Ziheng just wanted to catch up.

Su Ziheng disagreed and said: "Teacher's words are wrong. Gu's uncle is sincere as a minister and respects righteousness as a relative. How can Gu alienate him because of avoiding suspicion?"

Lu Nanxu's tone was weak: "There is a limit to everything, and it's too late."

Su Ziheng was a little impatient and didn't want to listen anymore, so he changed the subject: "Teacher, let's play another game."

"No need." Lu Nanxu stood up, "Prince is impetuous, you should read more about the golden mean."

Su Ziheng's face was gloomy. After seeing Lu Nanxu leave, he kicked over the chessboard and said, "We're all on the same boat. Why are you pretending to call me a teacher? You really think Gu is stupid!" student?!"

Moderate, huh, how could he look at this kind of thing.

When he ascends the throne, Lu Nanxu must understand the way of respecting the emperor!

Su Qing'an received Gu Feibai's letter, in which he explained a few words about the situation of the battle, and finally said - I'm tracking down the evidence from that year, and when the time comes, I will enshrine Guijing to the emperor with my own hands, everything is fine, don't worry about it.

She rubbed the center of her brows, her brows and eyes were a little tired, but she didn't lose any dignity, thinking casually.

The first step has been taken, and the second step is the most important.

It is difficult for Gu Fei to return to the capital.

But no matter how difficult it is, there is a way to go.

In May, the wheat in Kyoto is thin, and the rain is light in the yellow plum season.

The continuous rain was icy and cold, blurring the courtyard. The pomegranate flowers planted in the Princess Mansion were still in bloom, and the fiery red pomegranate flowers were sprinkled on the moss in abundance.

(End of this chapter)