Chapter 32: The Smell of Conspiracy
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The accompanying medical elder also immediately rushed up, replaced his right hand with new gauze, frowned and persuaded, "Childe, if you overwork like this, it will consume your mental strength." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
Mi Huang's hand massage skills, not to mention, are really very skilled, and after pressing it for a while, Cheng Jia slowly sat on the chair and fell asleep.
Everyone watched Cheng Jia leaning on the bench and making a shallow breathing sound, and they all exited the tent in a funny way, leaving only him and Mi Huang, who was still continuing his unfinished work.
"How is he?" asked Huang Huang.
"A little nervous, some heart rate is unstable, lack of qi and blood, plus there is an injury to the right hand, so it is very easy to get tired. What Childe needs most now is rest, sleep, and supplemental meals. Then it is better to have a resting place where he can rest in absolute silence, otherwise he will be so nervous and nervous that he will inevitably wake up. The skills of the lady massage are very good, and it would be better if I could help him relieve it a little more. ā
"Okay, then tell everyone not to disturb him, and then let the kitchen prepare the best food, this time the envoy must not be disadvantaged, and everyone must maintain sufficient physical strength and energy. ā
"Okay!" the old doctor was ordered to go down and make arrangements.
Cheng Jia is now the head of the Chu State Mission, and many major decisions need to be made by him, but he can't just die of overwork, when everyone lifted him to the screen to rest, Mi Huang quietly lay on the side of the desk and rested on his stomach for a while, "I'm too tired." ā
"Well, let's go out, move quietly, don't affect the rest of the deputy envoy and the princess. Chen Huang walked out with everyone.
A pair of jade hands gently pressed Cheng Jia's head, looking at him who was gradually sleeping, and couldn't help but reach out to pull a brocade quilt for him.
Cheng Jia sighed.
He lowered his head and looked at Qi Huang's eyes seriously, and said word by word: "Yongguo ......"
"Are you going to Yongguo to steal ......?" asked Mi Huang in surprise.
Cheng Jia said seriously: "Not bad. . . ā
Mi Huang got rid of the shock, immediately regained his usual calmness and intelligence, judged the truth of the matter, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Is it ...... About?
Cheng Jia smiled and said, "I can't hide this from you." "It's a few simple words, but it's full of knowing and believing between the two.
He then smiled and said, "It's okay, I will naturally take care of this matter." ā
Ruoruo smiled with some difficulty, thinking that his joke was really not funny, and he was still worried, but he knew that Cheng Jia was a beautiful and gentle person on the outside, but in fact his heart was extremely hard and cold, so he couldn't say anything, so he had to go and pray at home every day.
"Actually, I'm selfish. Cheng Jia looked at the sorrow on her eyebrows, and suddenly calmly reflected on herself: "Whenever there is something that is extremely difficult for me to bear alone, I am willing to tell you, on the surface, it is trust, but in fact, I may just want to find someone to share the pressure." ā
Ruoruo glanced at him with a little sadness: "Trust and pressure, both cancel each other, I still hope you don't hide it from me." ā
The negotiations are still ongoing, and the work of redrawing the border is very difficult, originally with the support of the analysis case submitted by Cheng Jia, the officials in charge of the negotiations in Qin are extremely tough, and on several occasions they almost forced the Pakistani delegation to draw a pledge on the paperwork, but for some reason, maybe something is happening in Pakistan, and the Pakistani mission has been brazenly and even hysterically dragging on, as if they want to wait for something.
The smell of this conspiracy was immediately sniffed out by the experienced Cheng Dechen.
That afternoon, after a no-go negotiation, he held a small teapot, glanced at Cheng Jia, and motioned for him to come out with him.
Along the way, there were officials saluting the two chief and deputy envoys, and finally found a quiet place, Cheng Dechen was a little tired and sighed and said, "Do you think there is something unusual about something?"
For this negotiation, although Cheng Jia has the correct attitude of observing and learning and adding gilding, after all, he has been participating from the beginning to the end, and Cheng Jia also feels that the change in the attitude of the Touqi delegation is a little strange. However, if there is any bargaining chip that can be relied on in the near future, then it should also be put out at this time, and it will not be dragged almost like a scoundrel at the negotiation table.
He thought about it, and suddenly frowned: "I'm afraid that Pakistan is now trying to find a way to obtain some bargaining chips to facilitate their use on the negotiation table." ā
Cheng Dechen looked at him and nodded: "I think the same way, so tonight I will enter the palace to meet the saint, and ask the saint to issue an edict to order the procuratorate to assist the work of the Honglu Temple everywhere, and I am really a little worried if I don't find out what the Pakistani side is thinking." ā
Cheng Jia leaned against the railing, squinted his eyes and pondered, thinking to himself what Baguo was trying to obtain? There was no reason, and a flash of inspiration occurred in his mind, thinking of the spy network set up by the Supervision Yuan in Pakistan, and thinking of the boy of Yan Bingyun who had been lurking in Pakistan for four years.
I don't know what he's thinking. Cheng Dechen said in a harmonious voice: "I entered the palace tonight, but after all, there are relatively few things to be obtained from the open. Deputy Envoy Fan, you can't hide it anymore at this time. ā
Cheng Jia smiled bitterly, thinking that the other party must have thought that the last dossier was obtained with the help of his father's secret power, but God knows, the power that his father secretly took care of for the emperor has never even been touched by himself. But after thinking about it, he felt that he really needed to ask, at least to ensure Yan Bingyun's safety in Pakistan.
That night, in that hidden courtyard. Cheng Jia summoned Chen Huang and told him about his and Cheng Dechen's worries. Chen Huang's facial reaction made Cheng Jia feel a little ominous.
"The courtyard has not received a cry from a crow for eight days. Chen Huang's brows furrowed extremely tightly.
"This kind of news is not something you can know at this level. Cheng Jia smiled and shook his head, "But I don't want to ask you how you know, I just want to remind the courtyard through you, so that the Pakistani side can pay attention to safety." ā
Chen Huang shook his head: "It's all a one-line connection, if it is broken, it will be difficult to come back." What's more, Yan Gongzi is the first day of being the chief spy of Pakistan, if he has an accident, it will be useless to contact him. ā
"In any case, remind him to stay safe. There was a hint of coldness in Cheng Jia's eyes, he didn't like to give up anyone because of the country's ligai, especially that Yan Bingyun, as the son of a high-ranking official, had been lurking for four years and had sacrificed a lot. Today's Cheng Jia has already regarded himself as a member of Qingguo. A member of the Supervision Yuan, naturally, is for Yan Bingyun, who has never met. There is a sense of awe.
Cheng Jia thought of something else. looked at Chen Huang calmly: "I have a mission, but I can't pass through the courtyard." I hope to ask for your help. ā
Chen Huang looked at the adult with some confusion.
"I can't report it to Dean Chen. Cheng Jia's tone was calm, but Chen Huang could hear the chill mixed in.
"Yes. As soon as this word came out, Chen Huang knew that he had put all his life on this seemingly gentle, but actually ruthless young adult. As for the hospital, Dean Chen just told himself to listen to Master Fan, and did not explain anything else.