It's hard for the queen of intelligence

"Heh." As soon as Lu Fuyun finished speaking, Liu Xiaoyong sneered and shot Lu Fuyun a sideways glance.He came here for the diplomatic relations between the two countries.If he, Liu Xiaoyong, could be Chen Guohuang's husband and give Lu Fusang the benefits, it must have been determined in black and white in the national book, so there is no need to say it here.

Since the official in front of him could ask himself such a question, he would knock the mountains and shake the tiger, let him know his status in the Chen country - it was just a tool used by the Yu country to curry favor with the Chen country.Liu Xiaoyong looked down at the wine glass in his hand with deep sorrow.How ridiculous, Lu Fusang never forgot to exclude a foreigner like him before marriage!I also want to imply that this ostracism is because she, Lord Chen, came to give alms and needs him to repay... How shameless.It is a shame and a shame for a man to marry a woman in Yu State!In vain for his seven-foot man...

However, if you can't bear it, you will make a big mess.Thinking about what the imperial brother's secret letter said would arrive in Chendu soon, Liu Xiaoyong secretly decided that in his lifetime, the group of people in front of him must pay the price.It's just that the plan for now is to close this first.

How do you live?

Looking across the face of the man beside him, Liu Xiaoyong suddenly had an idea.

He raised his hand and poured the contents of the cup on the table on the ground, Liu Xiaoyong pointed the empty wine cup towards Lu Fusang: "Chen Guo marries a man like Yu Guo marries a daughter, and the married man is like poured water, it is beyond words. Report. If you have to report, then you can only ask Chen Guo for alms, and send a rain towards Xiaoyong's homeland."

"Thank you, Seventh Prince, for your kindness. I already understand what you mean. Yu Guo can let His Highness come here, which is the blessing of Chen Guo. As for the rain... Chen Guo is afraid that he has no daughter and would like to leave his hometown." He avoids Liu calmly. The nail in Xiaoyong's words, Lu Fuyun glanced at Song Yun who was sitting beside Liu Xiaoyong, causing misfortune, "Mr. Song, are you right about what the officials said?"

"Heh..." Hearing that he was being called by the woman in the front seat, Song Yun raised his eyebrows, with a calm demeanor, "What the lord says is what Yun thinks."

After speaking, he straightened his body and cupped his hands at Liu Xiaoyong.

"Yun Jiu heard that the Seventh Prince was Gao Yi, and he admired him in his heart. He expected that the person who would put his own life and death at risk must be a noble man... I saw it today, and it was exactly as I expected.

After a pause, Song Yun raised his eyes and looked at Liu Xiaoyong with a smile: "The state owns the law, and the family has family rules. When you go to the country, you should follow the customs. When you marry a wife, you should be a virtuous person. There has been a custom in the Chen country since ancient times. A husband needs to bring gifts. The ceremony determines the dignity of the wife's family. Although Yun is unworthy, he is willing to offer [-] shops in the southern city of Chendu as a gift, supplemented by the [-] mu of Susukida in the eastern suburbs of Chendu, and [-] stones of grain and rice for disaster relief. Gong... don't know..."

Song Yun took a look at Lu Fuyun with the winning ticket in his hand: "What do you think, my lord?"

There are three hundred shops in Chendu, and one hundred acres of farmland in the eastern suburbs... Lu Fuyun stared into Song Yun's eyes, with a flattering smile on his face: "Mr. I want to hear Mr. Cui..."

"Didn't Sister Jing forget that mother has a breeze in her sleeves?"

Not shying away from his relationship with the people in front of him, Cui Jing casually plucked the strings under his hands, eyes full of ice.Never expected that the Song family was just a dog at the feet of the king, but now they have fangs to bite the king.

"Young Master Cui has misunderstood Yun by saying that."

As soon as Cui Lin's words came out of his mouth, a smile appeared on Song Yun's face.

"Yun Shaozhi went into business, and left Chendu to Yunjiang when he was nine years old. He practiced the techniques of hundreds of schools, begged for the recipes of the eight wastelands, and traveled all over the world..."

"What proof"

Listening to Song Yun's eloquent tongue, Cui Lin thought of the deficit of the national treasury in recent years.

"certificate?"

Song Yun looked at Cui Lin, then at Lu Fusang who was sitting opposite him.

"Yun just said one word, the lifeblood of Yu country is in Yun's hands!"

As soon as Song Yun's voice fell, everything was quiet.

Only Lu Fufeng nodded lightly at Lu Fusang: "What you said is true."

The analyzer said he was right.

"What nonsense!"

As soon as Lu Fufeng finished speaking, before Lu Fusang could make a move, Liu Xiaoyong was the first to attack Song Yun: "Chen Guo, a young boy, how can he control the lifeblood of my Yu country!"

"The Seventh Prince, have you ever heard of Cheng Gongzi?"

Seeing Liu Xiaoyong's attack, Song Yun just took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to him.

"This is the credential of your country Yu..."

"credentials?"

Liu Xiaoyong took the letter in Song Yun's hand half-believingly, and after unfolding it, his face darkened.

When Cui Lin saw that Song Yun handed over the letter of credence to Liu Xiaoyong, his complexion sank.

Glancing at Song Yun angrily, Cui Lin got up and knelt down on the ground, and said loudly: "My lord, Song Yun secretly colluded with the enemy country, this crime should be punished!"

"Punishment? Hehehe..."

When Song Yun saw Cui Lin kneeling in front of Lu Fusang, the smile on his face got bigger and bigger.

"This is all the meaning of the Holy Majesty! Your Majesty, do you think so?"

"Yes……"

Opening his mouth steadily, Lu Fusang raised his hand to signal Qiushou to help Cui Lin get up.

"It is my wish to agree to follow Shang Yuyu. I also know about the book of state. Alin is worried."

"..."

lie.

Lu Fufeng looked at the data on the analyzer, something unclear flashed in his eyes but he didn't speak.He just turned his head to look at Cui Jing, but saw that she was also frowning.Does this credential mean a lot?

On the rice paper in front of him, he wrote down the small characters displayed on the analyzer, and bowed his head to present the autumn harvest to Lu Fusang.

It just means that Mr. Cheng can freely enter and leave the imperial city of Yu Kingdom.

When Lu Fusun saw the rice paper that Qiushou handed over, he looked surprised, raised his eyes and exchanged a wink with Lu Fuyun but saw her nodded.

Although I don't know why Lu Fusang glanced at her, it must have something to do with Fufeng.Fufeng is not a playful junior, Lu Fusang's ability to write at this time must be related to the Guoshu just now... Thinking of Fufeng telling her that he is a god, Lu Fuyun's brows suddenly relaxed a little.

"Since the letter of credence is true, please trouble Mr. Song to sit back on his seat first and listen to what Mr. Cui can gift to the sage. After Mr. Cui has spoken, the next official will make a decision."

Hearing the sound, Cui Lin raised his eyes and glanced at Lu Fuyun, thinking that his little sister is quite astute, but he never thought that Song Yun had made a full plan today.

"The Lin family is poor and humble, and there is nothing long to give to the king, except for a voiceless song, which can be used to show intentions."

After speaking, Cui Lin raised his fingers and slid on the guqin casually, bringing out bursts of desolate piano sounds.

Cui Lin's piano sounded together, and the surrounding area was also quiet.Except for some low-class palace people, all around are people who know how to play the piano.

Lu Fuyun heard some lingering meaning from the sound of the piano, but Lu Fufeng discovered that the word on the analyzer was farewell.Liu Xiaoyong noticed that sitting beside him was a man who treated Lu Fusang with affection, but Song Yun's eyes were full of disdain.

"This is the song that the widows like..."

Against his will, Lu Fusang commented on the piano player, then lowered his head and drank the ginseng soup in his cup.This is Fufeng's favorite song, and Cui Lin played it for Fufeng, and also tactfully expressed his feelings to himself, and he has no intention of being the emperor's husband.

"Then... Young Master Cui must be someone who has the deepest affection for the Holy One..."

Seeing Lu Fusang open his mouth, Liu Xiaoyong spoke a very pertinent sentence.

"is it?"

Song Yun gave Cui Lin a funny look.

"Is it possible to obtain the position of imperial husband through affection?"

"I don't know if I can get the title of Imperial Husband. I only know. It's up to me to ask."

Lu Fufeng couldn't explain why, she instinctively loathed Song Yun who was sitting in the middle.Although the analyzer gave him a non-threatening evaluation, she faintly noticed that the analyzer made a mistake again.

"Your Highness, please!"

Hearing Lu Fufeng's voice, Liu Xiaoyong's face was a bit strange, but he restrained himself slightly.King Chen Guosui was whom he admired.

"Thank you, Seventh Prince."

Seeing that Liu Xiaoyong's attitude towards him was different from that towards Cui Jing, Lu Fufeng also smiled a bit.

"My question is very simple. I just want to ask, do all of you here have affection for Miss Huang?"

Although there are thousands of reasons for marrying the emperor's husband, she still hopes that the emperor's sister Lu Fusang can make a husband.It is true that power is important to Huang Jie, but a man who can only bring power to Huang Jie is not worthy of that position.Even though Miss Huang doesn't think like she does.

"Your Highness, do you want to change the question?"

As soon as Lu Fufeng asked the question, Cui Lin looked at Lu Fusang.

"Why change?"

Although it was cryptic, Lu Fufeng firmly believed that the group of people around could understand what she meant.What she wanted to ask was whether the three men in front of her really liked Huang Jie as much as she liked Lingyun.

"Because it's too simple."

Lu Fusang answered Lu Fufeng's question for Cui Lin.There are many questions in the world that need to be answered by language, but in this question, language is undoubtedly the most powerless.A lie can become the truth if it is told ten thousand times, then such things... don't ask!

After all, I already knew the answer...

No?

Lu Fusang looked coldly at the faces of the three people opposite him, and then at Lu Fufeng's back, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

"It's okay, Miss Huang... I don't mind if they lie... Besides, the Seventh Prince definitely doesn't bother to lie, don't you think so?"

Lu Fufeng picked up the teacup on his desk and took a sip of tea slowly, when he heard Liu Xiaoyong's voice.

"Yes. What His Royal Highness Sui Wang said is very true. Instead of being the emperor's husband, Xiaoyong would rather let Sui Wang become Xiaoyong's concubine. Or, he would rather marry Sui Wang."

princess?Hearing the sound, Lu Fuyun looked back at Lu Fusang. Could it be that Lu Fusang and Yu Guo had a new contract in the half month since she left?

When Lu Fusang saw Lu Fuyun saw it, he also frowned. After shaking his head lightly at Lu Fuyun, he tightened his hand under the case, thinking, the prince of Yu Kingdom is really too presumptuous!

"Uh... The Seventh Prince is showing love..."

Ignoring the gazes that shot at him, Lu Fufeng smiled and asked Qiushou to fill the tea bowl in front of him.

"The Seventh Prince's treatment is also ruthless, but he wants Fufeng to serve the Yu Kingdom. What about Mr. Song? This palace wants to hear Mr. Song's answer."

"Yun... naturally loves the Holy One."

"really?"

"really."

Song Yun's reddened cheeks made the palace people on the side cover their faces and chuckle, they all said that Mr. Song was afraid that the clouds would open to see the moonlight this time.

Listening to the laughter around, Song Yun also had a faint smile for a while.

Who would have imagined that, before his smile fell to the bottom of his heart, tea soup was splashed all over his face by Lu Fufeng's hand.

"Lying is not fun."