Chapter 532: How to Be Well?

When did this friendship with Princess Junyang begin, Meng Wangwu himself is not very clear. What he knows is that even though he is rich and has a good plan, he is so calm that he still can't let go of his thoughts about her.

The woman who came from Qi Guo, who was the queen, died, when Princess Junyang was fourteen years old.

Emperor Lu personally came to take her back to the palace, and also moved the three empty graves buried outside the village. Meng Wangwu officially became Tao Weng's protégé, and after Tao Weng assisted the Feng family on another secret mission, Meng Wangwu became the temporary prime minister.

He understood that Emperor Lu did this not only because of his amazing talent and deeds. And he had protected the princess for seven years with the guards in that mountain village.

After returning to Lu State, she can no longer be the little girl who follows him and chatters. And he is no longer the boy who secretly accompanied her to the town to play and gave her all kinds of orchids.

Although he is still planting orchids, the two of them seem to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and it is sad to even look at them.

She began to learn how to be a real princess, except for the demeanor and demeanor of a great lady. Junyang also secretly learns everything he knows, she wants to be a good person like him, not a beautiful ornament with the appearance of a human.

Meng Wang's changes are all in her eyes. But he can't show half of it, the only thing he can do is to work hard to make himself meritorious, so that he has the capital to marry her, so that she will not become a friendly tool for Lu to bow to other countries.

But before he could speak, he was robbed by the patriarch of the Wuxian clan!

Although the urgency disturbed the conversation at that time, Meng Wangwei always felt that his heart was blocked by a flame, and he was uncomfortable. On the night he returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, several old ministers came to him, saying that the Wuxian clan was ambitious and that his courage was commendable.

Meng Wangxian himself also knew that what he was preventing at that time was not only a marriage, but also a conspiracy.

However, he knew better that this matter was not over at all! Emperor Lu was already anxious because he could not take back his military power, and he was a person with the same ambition, so he would definitely not be able to handle this matter calmly at this time.

Even if there was a brief hesitation, he would most likely agree to Patriarch Wuxian's request—only they would give him a little sweeter.

Emperor Lu endured too long and lost too much in order to dominate the world. Meng Wangwu understands Emperor Lu, in this situation, he will definitely not be able to "endure it anymore", he has already hidden enough, and he has endured enough.

Meng Wangwu suddenly regretted a little, he shouldn't have just thought about meritorious deeds and involved the Wuxian clan...... At the very least, we must persuade Emperor Lu to hold on to the military power!

"Your Excellency, the messenger from the palace has arrived. It is said that it is an urgent edict, and you will enter the palace to discuss matters. As soon as the day dawned, the subordinates of the Prime Minister's Mansion knocked on the door of Meng Wang's bedroom. He opened his eyes, a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, it was time to come.

Meng Wangwu actually didn't sleep all night, he just leaned on the bookcase in the room and took a nap.

The laughter and laughter in the palace have long been gone, and the palace maids who are light and agile like spirit birds are busy with their own things one by one at this time, like birds with broken wings. Lifeless.

Emperor Lu was waiting for him in the imperial study, and there were two guards with sticks as thick as their arms.

"Prime Minister, I called you here today, and you want you to come and receive the punishment. Emperor Lu sat cross-legged on the dragon seat, his face was gloomy, and his eye sockets were deep-set, "A hundred military sticks, it's your fate to survive." If you can't get through it, it's your life that is not good. ”

Meng Wangwu raised his eyebrows and glanced at the two guards holding sticks, and said with a calm face: "Your Majesty, have you approved the princess's marriage?"

"Presumptuous! Is this the tone of a courtier and a king?" Emperor Lu was suddenly furious, and the tea bowl in his hand smashed directly on Meng Wangwu's face, which didn't look like a mortal, "If you hadn't made reckless reckless remarks to disrupt the negotiations, I could have taken back the military power!

Before the words fell, the tea bowl had already fallen on the ground first. Meng Wangwu's forehead instantly bulged, and if the edge of the tea bowl was sharper, he would be broken.

"Prime Minister, I'm offended. The two guards pulled a thick wooden plank from the side, and by the way, gave Meng Wangwu a few sticks and asked him to lie on his stomach. Then you beat me with a stick. Lu Huang squinted his eyes and smiled with relief.

Meng Wangwu gritted his teeth, and his forehead was beating in the meridians because of the pain.

"The chief of the Wuxian clan sent someone to say that if the marriage is successful, he will merge the military power of the Wuxian clan into the military power of the Lu country and hand it over to me. It's a dowry. But now that the marriage has been ruined by you, he is in no mood to think about it......" Emperor Lu re-reported the tea bowl that the palace maid respectfully handed over, and he was so angry that the skin and flesh on his face were trembling.

Meng Wangwu looked at him with an almost sympathetic look: "Your Majesty, can't you still understand the true meaning of Patriarch Wuxian's request to marry the princess for his son?!"

"Shut up! If you weren't so incompetent, I wouldn't have lost my military power in vain! Meng Wuwu, do you know how ridiculous you are when you say this? Emperor Lu threw another teacup at him.

This time it was a blow to the shoulder, and it hurt, but it was negligible compared to the pain under the stick.

Meng Wangwu was stunned for a moment, then clenched his fists and laughed: "I never thought that the emperor thought of me like this!"

"A Feng Qingyi who has lost almost everything has the ambition to take Ying Long to join the traitor, let alone you, the prime minister who occupies all the time, earth and people?" Lu Huang sneered.

Meng Wangwu looked away and didn't speak again. Zhongjun has been loyal all his life, and it is sad to get such a result. Back then, his father-in-law was buried outside that small village, and the emperor didn't seem to have taken a look.

Outside the door, Princess Junyang, who rushed over after hearing the news, stretched out a hand but couldn't push the door open.

After hesitating for a moment, she finally turned away with red eyes. "Princess, didn't you come all the way to intercede for the Prime Minister, why did you turn back halfway?" The little palace maid who was following her was confused and couldn't help asking.

"When he goes in at this time, he is afraid that his 100 sticks will become 200 sticks. Not to save him, but to kill him. She walked towards the Imperial Doctor's Office.

Soon after, Meng Wangwei, who was stained in white with blood, was sent back to the Prime Minister's Mansion by the guards. Although he had strong martial arts, he was still injured a lot, and everyone in the Prime Minister's Mansion was silent and angry. Someone from the palace came again, but it was secret.

The man brought twenty patches of medicine, as well as a silk silk and a hosta written by herself.

"May you be well, and my heart will be at peace. Juanxiu's powerful handwriting is still the same as when he was a professor. It's a pity that her marriage with He Yunfei, the son of the witch king, has been decided.