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The fact that the prince was fined and confinement spread throughout the court, especially the people headed by the prince were a little bit in danger.

The wind in the court hall is rumbling, and people are panicking.

When Lu Yong came to visit, Fu Chengci was practicing calligraphy in the backyard.

His posture of holding the pen is very correct and elegant, his expression is extraordinarily focused, and his wrist is slightly pressed down forcefully. From Lu Qi's perspective, he has straight eyebrows and a well-defined face.

He also stayed in Jiangbei Mansion temporarily for a while, and he walked in by himself after the servant passed the pass.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Fu Chengci still maintained the posture of holding the pen, the tip of the pen blurred the ink on the rice paper, and with a twist of his wrist holding the pen, a word appeared on the paper.

There were two or three servants in the inner courtyard of the palace empty, all of them were from the outer courtyard, and there was not even a tea refiller around Fu Chengci.

The cup next to him had already bottomed out, Lu Yong walked over to refill him tea, his eyes fell on the four big characters on the rice paper, his breathing stagnated, and his complexion changed slightly.

"Be open-minded."

Lu Qi smiled, "Is the word "King of Jiangbei" an introspection or a judgment on others?"

Fu Chengci stopped him from adding tea, and looked at him with serious eyes, "It's up to you how you look at the words."

Lu Qi tasted these four words, but did not speak.

After returning from Wangdu, the relationship between the two has been so tepid. Now if he hadn't taken the initiative to ask Fu to resign, wouldn't it be better to just draw a line between them.

Everyone knows that he has a good relationship with the prince, but in this turbulent situation, it is not necessary to keep silent.

He suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and approached Fu Chengci.

He asked Fu Cheng to resign and let Lu Yu sign the crime.

Fu Chengci tore the statement of guilt in two, and said coldly, "Impossible."

A distance away from the table, Lu Yong supported the table with both hands, looked at him with a frown, "Lu Yu's fate is over, you can't save him!"

He looked at Fu Chengci, that look seemed to penetrate the skin and look into the heart.

That's right, ever since that jade card appeared in Jiang Zhuliu's hand, there was a hand controlling everything in the dark, fueling all of this.

It is a certain fact that Lu Yu's situation is over.

"Is this your plan behind it?"

When Lu Yu lost power, he thought of Lu Yong first. After all, under the turmoil, it was not the beginning of Lu Yu's return to Chu.

Lu Qi shook his head, he himself is a chess piece, how can he use such a big hand to overthrow the prince of a country, "I have written a hundred and eighty copies of the crime statement in my house, if you figure it out, send someone to send a letter to me immediately Send someone to send it. You must know that His Majesty has delegated power to me, so I have the ability to make Lu Yu confess this crime, and he will not lose his life, but the confession process is a bit painful!"

Hearing this, Fu Chengci had a vague speculation in his heart that the person who can do something on Chujun's head must be more unlikely to shake his position than Chujun.

Seeing Fu Cheng's resignation, Lu Yong didn't press him, after all, he wasn't the one who suffered.

If Fu Chengci accepted this matter, Lu Yu would have simply accepted the statement of guilt. If it fell into his hands, the noble Crown Prince might lose his skin.

This is not the first time the two have broken up.

After leaving Jiangbei Mansion and getting on the carriage, Lu Qi tore off his collar a little. Through the bronze mirror, there were two deep dark red marks on his fair neck, which seemed to be pinched out by hands.

After everyone left Changxing Palace that day, he entered the palace privately again.

Emperor Chengde happened to finish his conversation with Jinu, and when the super-looking monk passed by him, he stopped briefly.

Only then did Lu Qi smell the sandalwood scent on his body, which was the smell that remained in Changxing Palace.

In all previous dynasties, there was no saying that monks stayed in the harem, except for a dynasty a hundred years ago. It is said that the emperor at that time was the No.

He has not yet enjoyed the joy of this prosperous age, so how can he be reconciled to his age.

It was someone who grasped this point and made flattering words about immortality.

When the founding emperor heard it, it was exactly what he wanted, so he summoned a group of monks to chant scriptures and worship Buddha in the palace every day, hoping to practice the legend of immortality.

It is precisely because of this that the government has been abandoned since then.

The world has changed.

He had some doubts in his heart but he didn't dare to say it. He just paid attention to the monk named Jinu for a while, and felt vaguely familiar.

Stepping into the palace gate again, Emperor Chengde was already waiting there, looking at his son with a low eyebrow and pleasing eyes, Emperor Chengde thought of that woman again.

Magnificent and vivid, bright and moving.

But her son only inherited her skin and that rotten heart.

The existence of Lu Qi is an ominous witness, but there is no doubt that he is also an extremely sharp knife.

Just like at this moment, Emperor Chengde's generous palms covered the top of his hair, his eyes were cold, "Lu Qi, how dare you play tricks on me!"

Lu Qi raised his eyebrows and said nothing, with a calm face, "I dare not."

Emperor Chengde's hands moved down slowly, clasping the sides of his cheeks to force people to raise their heads, and their eyes met. Emperor Chengde couldn't understand his son's eyes. That woman seemed to have the same eyes on the day she died.

"Bringing the jade card and imperial decree to Jiang Zhuliu, you are using my hand to recruit subordinates! You are really brave!"

He also learned afterwards that the hidden guard who sent the letter had been beheaded.

He doesn't need a child who is too smart, and Lu Qi's little idea obviously violated his taboo.

Lu Qi was neither humble nor overbearing, and even his eyes never changed, "Father was joking, all the people in the world are his subjects, and the secret guard has been punished for his unclear actions, and the minister has no dissent towards Father."

Like a puppet doll, no matter how you whip it, there will be no response. It is precisely this attitude that angers Emperor Chengde.

The hand pinching his cheek turned into pinching his neck, as if this crushing method could make Lu Qi completely surrender.

Lu Qi closed his eyes tightly, and even felt good to be dead for a moment.

After a while, fresh air rushed in, Lu Qi opened his eyes, and the complexities in his eyes flashed past.

Emperor Chengde kicked him, which kicked him straight to the threshold, and he said coldly: "If you let me find out your little thoughts, you will die! Get out of here!"

Lu Yong thanked him, and crawled out in a particularly embarrassing situation.

All the way back to the mansion, compared to the Jiangbei mansion, the mansion of King Su is cold and pitiful.

A Ruan Dao, a driver, a back kitchen, and two sweepers in the outer yard.

There is not even a simple patrol team.

Lu Yong went back to the study room. Like the whole mansion, the study room also revealed a gloomy air-conditioning. He took out a criminal statement from a box, and used an inkstone to press it on it.

The dinner was very simple, and the porridge and side dishes did not look like the specifications that a royal residence should have. Lu Yong picked and ate some, and the rest was taken away.

He was physically and mentally exhausted this day. After eating, he sat in the living room with his legs crossed. In front of him was a book with the pages turned upside down. After he glanced at it, he covered his face. I felt a stuffy feeling, and my whole body was a little hot.

He has a fever.

There was a movement outside the door, and he walked in without even a notice, followed by no less than a dozen people, all of whom were servants doing rough work in coarse clothes and linen.

Lu Yong raised his eyebrows, still holding this cross-legged posture, and was extremely arrogant. When did his Mansion become a vegetable market?Come and go so freely.

Fu Chengci threw a stack of deeds of sale into Lu Yong's arms, "I bought a few servants for you, keep them."

Lu Qi lazily rolled his eyes, "No, I can't afford it."

He really couldn't afford to support him. The monthly money could hardly even afford two patches of medicine.

This one mouthful of food, let him eat the air by himself!

Fu Cheng said: "I paid the money, and the salary will be collected from me in the future. I will ask Wei Ye to send someone to send rice for dinner."

Lu Yong sat up, put away the stack of deeds of sale on his body, and called Ruan Dao, "We have accepted this person at the Mansion of Prince Su, take these people to make arrangements!"

He didn't even check it out, so he was so forthright that he drew Fu Chengci's attention.

Lu Qi smiled and said, "How many people did the lord send to follow me?"

Fu Chengci's face froze when he was told the truth, he just wanted to send someone to look at Lu Qi first, thinking that he would go to the East Palace, but he didn't expect to return home.

Wei Ye wandered around the top of the King Mansion, a yard was withered, if it wasn't for the tidy yard, he would have thought it was some deserted house that no one lived in.

Fu Chengci heard him mention it and wrote it down.

So, there was this scene of sending someone away.

Lu Qi's collar was wrapped very high, and his dark clothes stretched out his waist. From his top-down perspective, his waist looked extraordinarily thin.

Fu Chengci looked away and said, "What are you going to do with the prince?"

Lu Yong closed the book, threw it aside, and said indifferently: "Follow the procedure." He used all the methods of torture to extract a confession.

Emperor Chengde had the bottom line, isn't this a good time for revenge.

Fu Chengci disagreed. Lu Yu was the prince after all before the crime was judged. Lu Yong's interrogation was an act of arrogance, and the Sacred Heart was unpredictable.

Isn't this just taking a moment's pleasure and revenge?

Lu Yong couldn't reason with him. In the past, the two of them had never been able to communicate well when they met.

It was the same in the past, and it is the same today.

He didn't think that Fu Chengci could have a smallpox chat with the two of them. After answering, he issued an order to expel the guest.

"The humble house is simple, will the prince walk slowly?"

The bird in the cage in the past was like a swan out of the cage, and its wings were hard to hide. Fu Chengci evoked a playful smile and left.

Looking at the tall and straight figure, the oppression in his heart was suddenly released, his eyes were deep and dark, the tip of his tongue brushed his clean teeth, and his smile was sinister.

He explained the arrangements for tomorrow with Ruan Dao.

"East Palace."

It was magnificent and luxurious, with carved beams and painted buildings, and the servants were all well-trained palace servants. A large row of people walked past, making little movement.

When Lu Yong heard the servant's reply, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

One was practicing calligraphy yesterday, and the other is painting today.

Who are these two people trying to avoid?

His face remained calm, and the criminal record in his hand was faintly hot.

Lu Yu's complexion has become much more depressed. He has been confined for many days and cut off contact with the outside world. Anyone would be like this.

Seeing Lu Qi, the waves in his eyes were not big, and the movements of his hands did not stop, but he just said indifferently: "What's the matter with the seventh brother?"

Lu Yong presented the criminal statement to him, his eyebrows drooping, and he didn't speak.

Emperor Chengde gave him the right to mobilize the Dali Temple. It stands to reason that the current atmosphere should be tense, not so polite.

But Lu Yong didn't want to, for the sake of the rough envoys yesterday, he attributed the friendship dedicated to him to Fu Chengci's atonement for Lu Yu.

It feels like this can get him a lighter punishment.

Lu Qi found an excuse by himself, thinking that it was not impossible to just do it this once.

If Lu Yu is sensible, they can resolve this matter with a softer attitude.

But obviously, people who have been in high positions for a long time do not understand what it means to change the situation.

Chen Guishu was soaked in the ink on the painting and disappeared.

It's a pity that Lu Yong watched the friendship of those rough envoys and servants being frivolously shattered like this.

There is no chance at all!

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