Chapter 54: The Drunkard's Meaning

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Wen Zhongli walked around the courtyard, glancing at the gate from time to time, but no one came in.

Seeing his father like this, Wen Zhizhang reluctantly put down his wine glass, "Dad, it's just that a prince is here, we are still afraid ......of him!

"You know what a fart!" Wen Zhongli casually picked up a teapot and threw it at his son, "Is that any prince? That's a holy prince! As I mentioned above, such a character is in the capital, and that is the treatment of a prince." ”

Wen Zhizhang opened his mouth wide, "Hasn't the emperor yet set up a crown prince?"

"Hmph," Wen Zhongli simply sat down and explained the current situation to his son, "Our emperor is famous for not caring for his son and nephew, if it weren't for the affection of Prince Wu and the princess, many people would have guessed that these two princes of King Wu's Mansion are the emperor's sons." Do you think that Nangong Yunmo is just a little prince? He has a heavy army! The Saint King's Nine Horsemen are invincible, and he has never encountered an opponent who can compete with him. ”

Wen Zhizhang didn't know what kind of expression to use to express the surprise in his heart, "Then, isn't the emperor afraid that he will be a master?"

"Hmph, who should you give him the opportunity to climb to this position?" Wen Zhongli leaned closer to his son and lowered his voice, "It is said that the emperor intends to appoint the Holy Prince as the prince and give him the country, but the Holy Lord has not nodded. ”

"That and that......"

"Why has Nangong Yunmo been outside and rarely gone back all these years? First, he didn't want to compete with the princes, and the three princes in the capital regarded him as a thorn in their side. Second, the emperor also wants to understand the national situation and be a better king. You must know that the kings of Southern Chu have to walk around the border before succeeding to the throne. The emperor is like this, the emperor is like this, and now it's the turn of the holy prince, don't you understand what it means?"

Wen Zhizhang swallowed his saliva, and only felt that the emperor was old and confused, that nephew was not his son after all, and the relationship was bad. It's okay if you really don't have it, but it is said that the three princes are all excellent.

They can't control Chu Jing's affairs, Wen Zhongli is only worried about his head now, "If our affairs are found out by the Holy Prince, but if we return to Chu Jing, he will have the right to cut us down! Life and death are just these few days, Zhang'er, you are more restrained, don't go out in the near future." ”

As he spoke, the butler finally came back from outside.

Wen Zhongli hurriedly greeted him, took the butler Wen Bo's hand and looked back nervously, "Why have you been there for so long?

"What's coming!" Wen Bo stomped his feet and sighed, "When the old slave arrived at the Black Tiger Village, he didn't even let the gate in, so he could only hand the post in, and then he didn't believe it." The old slave stood outside the stockade for two hours, and there was no one to take care of me. I saw that there was no drama, so I left Xiaohu there and waited, and came back first to report to the master. ”

Wen Zhizhang became angry when he heard it, "Heh, he dragged him when he invited him, but he was just a prince, even if the king of heaven and Lao Tzu came, he was not afraid! Toast and don't eat and drink, brothers, copy the guy, and give him to the master!"

"You brute, shut up for me!" Wen Zhongli was so angry that he trembled, how could such a smart person raise such an unreasonable ancestor? When he walked sideways in Jiangling Mansion, he was invincible in the world? "Did you do it? Who can you do? Just you, a shrimp soldier and crab general, can't even enter Chongming Mountain, so you have to be familiarized. Come on, take the young master back to the house, and don't let him out until the prince leaves!"

"No, Dad, do you want to lock me up?" Wen Zhizhang was driven by the little guys, struggling and yelling at his father, "Dad, I'm your own son!"

Wen Zhongli looked at his son and put down his cruel words, "If it weren't for my son, the old man would have killed you a long time ago!

Wen Zhong thought about it ideally, turned around and instructed the housekeeper Wen Bo, "Prepare the carriage, bring the noble gifts, and the old man will personally lie down in the Black Tiger Village." ”

Wen Zhongli returned to the room and planned to change into decent clothes to meet the prince, but as soon as he closed the door, two hands stretched out from behind his back to wrap around his waist, and at the same time, a strong aroma wafted over. Wen Zhongli was taken aback, ripped off the hand on his waist and turned around, looking at Mei Ji who was standing in front of him with a bewitching smile, "Why are you here?"

"Dead ghost!" "Mei Ji poked at Wen Zhongli's heart, "I haven't seen you for so long, I don't say I miss others, and I'm so fierce to others." Say, is there another vixen who has taken your soul away? You men don't have any good things, they are all thin lovers, I see the newcomer laughing, and I hear the old man crying!"

Wen Zhongli sighed, "It's not enough to have you by my side as a fox spirit? Another one, will the old man still be able to survive? Now is an eventful season, this holy prince doesn't know which tendon is not right, and ran to my Jiangling Mansion." If he finds out about our plan, let's not say that the good days are over, we all have to finish playing!"

"The Holy Lord is here for the phoenix egg. Maggie sat down at the table with her legs twisted, picked up the knife and continued her manicure.

Wen Zhongli was overjoyed when he heard this, "This is easy to do, I'll send someone to get it for him." ”

"Just you?" Mei Ji grinned sarcastically, "Do you know what a phoenix egg is?" It is one of the seven great elixirs, and only the little divine doctor of the Nine Deaths Valley can get it, and you have to fold it there no matter how many people you send!"

Wen Zhongli was wearing a robe, and when he heard Mei Ji say this, he suddenly stopped what he was doing, and he stared at Mei Ji for a long time before he spoke, "You won't be trying to provoke the Holy Prince, right?"

Mei Ji leaned on the table and smiled seductively, "How can it, people can't be interested in that kind of hairy boy who doesn't understand the amorous feelings." She leaned over and grabbed Wen Zhongli's neck, stood on tiptoe and licked his earlobe, "It's still adults who are more in line with my appetite." ”

Wen Zhongli didn't eat her set, and forcibly ripped people down, "If you really don't, why do you sneak up on me to hide in my house?"

Mei Ji returned to the table in a huff, and secretly scolded this old thing for getting more and more boring, "People are not interested in the prince, but who made the master fall in love with the little boy next to the prince, and asked us to invite people to the capital." This holy prince is really stingy, he just refuses to allow it, and asks people back. ”

"You, you ......" Wen Zhongli looked at her non-stop luck, "How did the old man get involved with you? Sooner or later, you will be killed by you!"

Mei Ji raised her eyebrows, as if she was a little displeased, "Why, Lord Wen is now a person with status and status, don't you remember who carried you out of the pile of dead people in the first place, or did you forget who ensured you all the way to prosperity and enjoy endless money?

"Don't talk nonsense, the old man is always thinking about the kindness of his master in his heart, how can he betray!" Wen Zhongli simply threw his clothes aside, sat on the edge of the bed and sighed, "It's just now...... Most of the prince was already suspicious of the old man, otherwise he would not have lived in the black tiger village. ”

He had wanted to do what he liked to draw Yun Mo into their camp, but now it seemed that it would not work, but if he had a hard time...... The one stationed on Chongming Mountain is the Holy King's Nine Horsemen, and the millions of troops in Beiyang have been beaten to the point that they have lost their armor, and these are sent in his hands for nothing.

Wen Zhongli scratched his head, now he has entered a stalemate, no matter how he goes, it is a dead end, could it be that he has calculated for a lifetime, but in the end he is planted here? Wen Zhongli is not reconciled, he has to think of a way.

Di listened to his subordinates' responses and frowned unconsciously, "So Wen Zhongli was already going to come to Black Tiger Village, but he changed his mind again after entering the house?"

"Yes, General. Later, it was rumored that he was seriously ill and was now seeking medical treatment in the entire Gangneung Province. ”

How can a good person get sick? Eighty percent of them are pretending, but how much of a role can he play by pretending to be sick at this time?

"If you explore again, you can't let go of the slightest clue. ”

"Yes. ”

On this day, Murong Lingfeng let Yun Mo take him out for a while, and then he had to go back to the house again, tossing him endlessly, and finally the prince simply carried her behind her back and walked away in the cottage. He knew that this little guy just wanted to run on the ground by himself, but the injury on her foot was not healed, and it hurt to touch it, so how could he be willing to let her go by herself.

However, Yun Mo carried her to look at the scenery of Heifeng Village and chat, the little guy was really much more honest. Especially when he saw Zhuo Feiyan coming over here, he just said that he was going to visit the little boy in Heifeng Village, and he was actually making a fuss about going back at this time.

Yun Mo didn't break it, turned his head and walked back, but some people just didn't have long eyebrows, and they couldn't see that others didn't want to see her, so they actually ran over and walked side by side with them.

Only then did Zhuo Feiyan's attention not focus on Yun Mo, and he didn't even talk to him after saying hello at the beginning. On the contrary, he was enthusiastic about the little boy, and for a while he was concerned about the little boy's injury, and for a while he was worried that the little boy was not used to eating and living when he first arrived in Jiangling Mansion, and finally took out two boxes of ointment and said that it was made of Tianshan Snow Lotus, which invigorated blood and muscles, and removed scars without leaving traces.

This time it finally attracted Yun Mo's sideways. However, as soon as he turned around, he was dragged by the hair by the little boy and moved back, Murong Lingfeng kicked Yun Mo's ass with the trend, "Let's go, I want to go back and eat the peach blossom cake made by Sister Daimo, Sister Scarlet Sakura said it was delicious." ”

A hint of displeasure flashed in Zhuo Feiyan's eyes, but she immediately returned to her usual appearance, "Oh, I haven't eaten peach blossom cake yet, and I don't know what it tastes like, can you give me a taste too?"

Murong Lingfeng glanced at her, and his tone was full of reluctance, "Sister Daimo said, don't make it for outsiders." ”

Zhuo Feiyan pursed her lips, this little thing is really difficult to handle, "Aren't we already friends?

"Who told you about friends?" Murong Lingfeng showed no mercy.

Zhuo Feiyan didn't expect her to be like this, and she couldn't hold back the writing on her face, "Does the little boy have any opinions on Feiyan?"

"I'm just stating the facts, I want to be my friend to Murong Lingfeng? I'm sorry, you're not worthy. ”