Crazy criticism of the host’s beauty and seductiveness, the master’s love and flirtation

Although Fu Mingchen had accumulated power in the court for a long time, Sui Yunjing was still worried that someone would take the opportunity to trip him up, so he wrote an imperial edict specifically asking the old eunuchs around him to support Fu Mingchen.

When I left Sui Yunjing's bedroom, the moon was already in the sky.

After leaving the palace, on the deserted street, the two of them could finally walk side by side openly.

After the rainy season, the sun has cleared up recently, and when night falls, the stars above our heads are bright and extinguished.

Looking up at the stars, blowing the night wind, after coming to this world, because of this shabby body, it is rare to have such a comfortable time at the end of the year.

The two of them walked side by side like this, without anyone speaking.

This continued until they reached the entrance of the Third Prince's Mansion.

Before leaving, Fu Mingchen finally said: "Alin, how do you want to deal with the matter in the southern border?"

There was a burst of thunder as soon as Sui Lin opened his mouth: "Suiheng colluded with the Nanzhao people."

Fu Mingchen was stunned for a moment, then frowned, disgust appearing on his face.

He didn't ask how Suilin learned about it, or whether the information was reliable. He just nodded: "Okay, I understand."

When he went to court on the second day, when Fu Mingchen stood on the steps, the people below him started to whisper after being astonished.

After a while, the Prime Minister, as the head of the hundred officials, took the lead in asking: "May I ask, Your Majesty, why did the Emperor fall into a coma yesterday?"

Fu Mingchen turned his gaze away and said in a cold voice: "Prime Minister, there is no need to worry. Your Majesty is just infected with the cold and will surely recover soon."

Sui Heng paid attention to Fu Mingchen's expression and felt that although he didn't show it, he must be extremely proud in his heart, and he suddenly became angry.

The medicine on the old immortal should not have taken effect at this time, and for some reason, he unexpectedly contracted the cold.

He glanced at the Prime Minister, and saw the Prime Minister asking again: "It's fine, Your Majesty. I just don't know how Your Majesty will deal with this disaster in the south."

Fu Ming looked at him steadily and asked, "I wonder what the prime minister has to say?"

The Prime Minister frowned: "I thought that Nanzhao and I, Daxia, have always been on good terms. There must be a reason for this happening this time. Why don't we send someone to bring some apology and ask for the reason?"

Before Fu Mingchen could say anything, the Minister of Rites sneered and stood up: "Your Majesty, Prime Minister, it's hard to stand and talk. Is it possible that I didn't hear that the envoy sent by General Yu was beheaded by Nanzhao yesterday? Now, Who is willing to be this missionary?"

The Prime Minister snorted and said with a bad expression: "What if the anger of the people of Nanzhao arises because of General Yu?"

"You and Lord Shen are really colluding with each other. Why are your elbows turning toward Nanman? Could it be that General Yu has done something sorry for you?"

The Minister of Rites was surprised: "It stands to reason that this shouldn't be the case. General Yu has been in the southern border for more than ten years and has not returned to the court. Where did the discord between the Prime Minister and General Yu come from?"

The Prime Minister chuckled: "I'm just making a guess, but you, why are you so excited?"

The Minister of Etiquette said with a smile: "Sir, one word can determine life and death, so it's better not to joke."

Seeing that he was involved, Shen Hanzhang also took the initiative to join the debate.

"It's not the life or death of Lord Shangshu that has been decided. I don't know what your guilt is."

The Minister of Rites was still a little wary of the Prime Minister, but he had no worries about Shen Hanzhang: "Master Shen's words are wrong. If I say today that Master Shen intends to rebel, can I push him out for questioning now?"

Shen Hanzhang was angry: "You old man, don't talk nonsense!"

The Minister of Rites turned away his head: "I just said it casually, I don't know what Lord Shen is feeling guilty about?"

"You!" Shen Hanzhang's head was buzzing, and it took him a long time to find his logic. "General Yu has a heavy army, so he is inevitably arrogant. It's just a reasonable guess to offend the Nanzhao people. You can still cover me. You won’t let me speak?”

The Minister of the Ministry of Rites was not used to him: "Master Shen, as the Minister of the Ministry of War, has the power to mobilize hundreds of thousands of forbidden troops. I am just making a reasonable guess. Can Master Shen still cover my mouth?"

Shen Hanzhang was talking about it for a long time, and finally someone said something for him: "Now that we are discussing the matter in the southern border, my lords, please don't mention anything else."

Shen Hanzhang breathed a sigh of relief, but then more and more people began to argue. Fu Ming listened silently, neither stopping nor saying anything.

After a while, everyone who was so noisy that their mouths were dry could not argue, and they all became quiet for a while.

They stared at each other for a long time, and then they all turned to Fu Mingchen: "I wonder how the prince will decide?"

Only then did Fu Mingchen speak out and look at the Prime Minister: "I think what the Prime Minister said is reasonable. Otherwise, this matter will be handed over to you. Your Excellency has a high position and power. I think Nanzhao will be influenced by you and treat me again." Daxia becomes a vassal."

"This..." the prime minister's face looked ugly, "Nanzhao is hot and humid, and the veteran is old. I'm afraid he will get lost on the way."

Fu Mingchen stood in a high position and looked at him with half-closed eyes: "Old General Yu is older than your Excellency."

"Your Majesty, please don't make fun of me. General Yu is a martial artist who can't be compared to me."

"There is some truth in what Your Excellency said, but," Fu Mingchen changed his subject, "General Yu, a military general, is certainly not as eloquent as the Prime Minister. If Your Majesty feels that General Yu has done something that displeases the people of Nanzhao, It would be inappropriate for General Yu to accept it any longer."

"I see that the Prime Minister and Lord Shen are both eloquent, why don't we go together?"

Both of them looked ugly.

Suiheng finally stopped standing: "The regent now wants to drive me out of the two ministers? I wonder what An is thinking?"

Everyone reacted and suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

Now there are only a few people who can speak in the court. Now that two are gone, doesn't it make Fu Mingchen even more careless?

Suiheng was still dissatisfied and continued: "Negotiations with other countries have always been handled by the Ministry of Rites. Your Highness sees that the Minister of Rites just now is a clever talker, so it is better to send him."

The Minister of Etiquette frowned: "I have neglected my duty. During these days in the Ministry of Etiquette, Your Highness did not teach Your Highness how to speak eloquently. Your Highness remembers to come to the Ministry of Etiquette for duty tomorrow, but don't get sick again."

Suiheng's expression twisted. This old immortal actually humiliated him in front of so many people.

Do you think you are falling in love with Fu Mingchen? Or are you so close to Sui Lin that you dare to talk to him like this?

It is true to say that he is clever with words and charming.

If possible, Suilin would like to fight for this opportunity.

But he knew that the Nanzhao people dared to be so rampant because they had Suiheng's support behind them. If he dared to go, he would be falling into a trap.

The situation in the south is urgent, and a plan must be made today.

As the war situation expanded, it would be impossible to use troops directly. In the end, Fu Mingchen chose Shen Hanzhang and the Minister of Rites to go together.

But before the two of them could set off, Nanzhao's envoys had already entered the capital that day.

Fu Mingchen learned the news immediately and asked his subordinates to stop the person and take him directly to the post house. It was not until the next day that he brought the person to the main hall that everyone knew about it.

There are six people in Nanzhao's delegation this time.

The leaders were the Prince of Nanzhao and a man covered in tendons, and the other four were all bodyguards.

The Nanzhao prince's name is Luosheng. He looks quite heroic, but there is a hint of evil in his heroic demeanor, and he looks not easy to mess with.

Shen Hanzhang was obviously relieved. Although he knew about the deal between Nanzhao and Suiheng, Nanzhao was not his territory after all. If he died there, no one would seek justice for him.

Moreover, this prince made him feel terrified just by looking at him.

The Minister of Rites didn't know the truth, so he was not very happy.

As expected of a barbarian, he didn't even know a trace of etiquette, and he came directly to Daxia without saying hello in advance.

As soon as Luo Sheng entered the hall, his eyes wandered around, and finally fell on Sui Lin: "Could this be the second prince of Daxia? I have heard about him in Nanzhao for a long time, and he is indeed a talented person."

Sui Lin coughed and took the opportunity to cover his lips to hide his smile.

Sui Heng was so angry that his nose was crooked, but he kept his identity and refused to jump out.

There was nothing unusual about Fu Mingchen's face, and he kindly pointed out Suiheng: "This is my second prince."

Luo Sheng turned to Sui Heng, and there was no trace of embarrassment on his face as he recognized the wrong person, and smiled: "I'm just blind, the second prince is really talented, so this one should be the third prince."

He stared at Sui Lin with interest for a long time and licked his lower lip.

Suiheng became even more angry and warned Luo Sheng with a fierce look in his eyes.

Fu Mingchen was not interested in seeing him recognize someone here, so he asked rudely: "I wonder what's the matter with the sudden entry of Prince Nanzhao into our country?"

Hearing this, Luo Sheng's smile faded a bit, but he still seemed a little careless: "I wonder who you are?"

Fu Mingchen didn't look angry and answered his question in a good voice: "Fu Mingchen."

Luo Sheng's expression changed: "It turns out he is the regent. I have heard about his reputation for a long time. When I saw him this time, he really lived up to his reputation."

Fu Mingchen didn't answer, so Luo Sheng could only bite the bullet and continue: "I came to Daxia this time because I want to ask for an explanation."

The Minister of Rites couldn't believe it. They massacred the people of Daxia and they wanted to ask for an explanation?

Fu Mingchen thought the same way, and asked slowly: "I wonder what the prince has to say to the people on the border of Daxia?"

Luo Sheng smiled bitterly, and the man behind him stepped forward.

"I am the general stationed in Nanzhao. The regent does not know. My people in Nanzhao have always respected Emperor Wa, but the people on the border of Daxia destroyed the two statues of Emperor Wa that we placed on the border. My subordinates are not popular. That’s why he committed murder.”

"In the final analysis of this matter, it was the people of Daxia who disrespected Emperor Wa first, so we, Nanzhao Kingdom, need an explanation."

Fu Mingchen laughed inexplicably: "You mean, people from two villages in Daxia went out to destroy two statues of gods?"

A strange look flashed across Luo Sheng's face: "The garrison was indeed at fault. They should not have angered innocent people. If Daxia is dissatisfied, we can increase this year's tribute by 10%."

"10%?" The Minister of Rites couldn't stand it. "Hundreds of human lives are only worth 10% of the tribute in your eyes?"

Luo Sheng shrugged and said unconcernedly: "Otherwise, add another 20%?"

The Prime Minister's face also turned dark. Yesterday, he spoke for the Nanzhao people, thinking that the Nanzhao people had a last resort.

But now, just because of the two statues, he did such an unscrupulous thing.

The people of Nanzhao are really terrible.

In this case, isn't His Highness the Second Highness who encouraged him to exonerate the Nanzhao people...

The prime minister was shocked and confused, but he maintained the expression on his face and looked at Suiheng, only to see the indifference and scorn on his face.

In an instant, the prime minister's heart became cold again.

Is it really right for him to support His Highness the Second?

Luo Sheng's words aroused public outrage. Facing hundreds of pairs of hateful eyes, Luo Sheng remained calm and composed: "I wonder what the regent wants?"

He smiled and said: "If the regent cannot make the decision, I don't know where the Emperor of Daxia is. Just let the Emperor of Daxia make the decision."

If he hadn't known that everything on Sui Yunjing's body was given to Sui Heng by him, Sui Lin might not have really thought that he wanted to see Sui Yunjing.

Saying this at this time is clearly a temptation.

Sui Lin sneered: "That's not how the accounts are settled. We, Daxia, have been adhering to the principle of exchanging lives for lives since ancient times. How about letting us kill hundreds of people in Nanzhao and there is no need to pay more tribute?"

Luo Sheng's face darkened, and then he twitched the corner of his mouth, looking at Sui Lin with a half-smile but not a smile: "The third prince has a good idea, but you probably don't know what Emperor Wa means to the people of Nanzhao..."

"This problem is easy to solve." Before he could finish his words, Sui Lin interrupted directly, "If the prince is willing, he can go to the temple and smash two Buddha statues. We have no complaints."

Luo Sheng was speechless.

The ministers were stunned for a moment, and their eyes lit up. This was really a good idea. Anyway, it was just a statue. In a large temple, there would be at least a few Buddha statues replaced every year.

They are asked to tell who smashed the Nanzhao statue. It is hard to say whether it was really smashed.

After all, these words all depend on Luo Sheng's mouth.

A few people wanted to object, but seeing the mysterious light on other people's faces, they also kept their mouths shut.

Since the founding of the Great Xia Dynasty, there has been no tradition of religious belief. Although people have a certain respect for ghosts and gods, it is not to the extent that Buddha statues cannot be damaged.

The Minister of Rites was overjoyed. He didn't believe in gods and Buddhas, but he still looked sad: "Your Highness, it's absolutely unacceptable. How can gods and Buddhas be so offended?"

Everyone also reacted and lowered their heads to hide their joy: "Your Highness, please think twice."

Fu Mingchen spoke again: "I wonder what the prince wants?"

Luo Sheng couldn't laugh anymore, and his face fell: "I need to think about it. You know, I am not the king of Nanzhao after all."

Fu Ming nodded seriously: "Okay, I hope the prince will not let us wait too long, so as not to affect the harmony between the two countries."

"Of course, that's what the regent said." Luo Sheng gritted his teeth secretly.

"I won't bother you any more today. When the results of the discussion come out, we will definitely give Da Xia an explanation."

After saying that, he turned around and left. When he reached the entrance of the hall, he was stopped again by Fu Mingchen's people, who took them back to the post house.

As soon as he returned to the post house, Luo Sheng found that the post house was surrounded by forbidden troops. He lowered his face and asked what he meant.

The person who sent them here said expressionlessly: "This is the regent's order. In order to ensure the safety of all distinguished guests, please understand that the imperial army will also accompany the distinguished guests when they go out, so that you can learn more about the customs and customs of Daxia."

Luo Sheng laughed: "Does Daxia treat us like prisoners?"

"This is the regent's order."

After asking again and again, these people would only say that this was what the regent meant, so Luo Sheng simply returned to the post house and stopped asking any more questions.

He wants to leave, can this place still trap him?

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There is no distinction between high and low faith, everything is necessary for the plot.