Leng Yixiu lowered his eyes, looked at his nose and mouth, and asked his heart.

When the emperor sitting on the throne heard this, his face suddenly sank, and his gaze swept over the people standing below, like a blade with coldness, and pressed down heavily.

All the ministers stopped talking, whispered no more, looked at the tips of their shoes, let their breaths slow and long, and quietly waited for the old minister to continue.

The hall suddenly fell silent, and it seemed that even the air was still, making people feel a little depressed, as if someone had splashed heavy and viscous glue.

Leng Yiwei's mouth was smiling, without a trace of panic, he smiled and looked at the old minister standing in the middle, his eyes were as clear as water.

The old minister was a little excited, his beard trembled, his face was a little red, and he said loudly: "Your Majesty, the person who saw Yue Zhanming in private is His Royal Highness the King of Qi!" ”

The words were shocked, and everyone looked up at Leng Yiwei in unison, and then turned their heads suddenly, maintaining their original posture, not daring to move again.

They all muttered in their hearts, "What's going on?" His Royal Highness the King of Qi privately sees a different king? ”

"Why is the spearhead aimed at His Royal Highness King Qi, can it be ...... Going to change? ”

"No, His Royal Highness King Qi obviously looks bright and open, where does he seem to be panicked?"

"There must be something hidden in this......"

A few of them had their minds turned quickly, and they had already turned their minds to yesterday's incident about Yue Zhanming's honor guard being stopped by a dog, I heard that it was the dog of His Royal Highness King Qi, could it be ......

Everyone can have thoughts, do not look up, do not look, but pricked up their ears to listen carefully, the hall is quiet, and even can hear the sound of each other's breathing, one by one from the light breath and panting slowly, accompanied by full caution.

"Wei'er, what do you say?" The Emperor's voice came from afar, like a muffled thunder through the clouds, rolling in.

Leng Yiwei walked step by step, walked steadily, and slowly walked to the middle of the hall, he lifted his robe and knelt on the ground, and kowtowed deeply upward.

The ministers' breathing tightened again and again, what does His Royal Highness King Qi mean by this? Could it be...... Confessing your sins?

Leng Yixiu lowered his eyes, the expression on his face was calm and unwavering, and the lines on the side were delicate like a divine brush, and the ministers of his faction were silent, because they had already received the news from King Ning, and they could not interfere in today's affairs, regardless of success or failure.

Besides, become? …… Can King Qi be brought down by just such a thing?

Leng Yixiu has never been so naïve, and what he wants is never to rely on this matter to defeat Leng Yiwei in one fell swoop, but to use these things to open the emperor's heart little by little, like a dripping stone piercing, polishing the emperor's love and trust for Leng Yiwei.

These things, just take out one of them, but they are as light as a straw, but Leng Yixiu knows that if a pile of straw is put together, it is enough to crush the cow one day.

And what he has to do is to wait and endure, carefully sort out the straw in his hand, and gently drip water droplets on the stone of the emperor's trust in Leng Yiwei.

That's all.

"Father," Leng Yiwei's voice was as clear as a spring flowing by, he raised his head, his face was not ashamed at all, his eyes were as clear as the sun, and he looked up at the emperor brightly, "Last night, Yue Zhanming did come to find his son, as for the course of the matter and the content of the conversation, the son's minister has been written in the chapter according to the truth, and he also asked his father to take a look." ”

As he spoke, he took out the written recital from his bosom, raised his hands above his head, and his posture was as tall as a pine, neither humble nor arrogant.

The eunuch standing beside the emperor shook off the dust in his hand, stepped down the steps, took the fold in his hand with both hands, walked forward quickly, and presented it to the emperor.

The emperor's eyes were always staring at Leng Yiwei, the son in front of him was pale, and he had been dragging a sick body for many years, he was smart and wise, but he never fought for power and profit, he was always so gentle, with a faint smile, and there was a brilliant brilliance in his narrow eyes.

Even at this moment, when he was pointed out by the most prestigious old speaker, he was not angry, disappointed, justified, or anything, just knelt there quietly and upright, like a green bamboo growing in a harsh environment, without saying a word, let alone complaining, just guarding his original self and persevering.

The emperor took the notebook, and for a moment his fingers trembled slightly, and his heart was complicated, and a trace of longing, like a silk thread, gently wrapped around the tip of his heart.

He slowly opened the book, he was familiar with the font on it, Leng Yiwei's words were taught by him, and when he grew up, he picked out a sticker with a backbone, Leng Yiwei also worked hard, and finally wrote well.

The ministers above the hall are clear in their hearts, look, let's just say that His Royal Highness King Qi is not so easy to be knocked down, people have long been prepared, and they have already written a fold, no wonder they were so calm just now!

Leng Yixiu silently hooked the corners of his lips, and sure enough, he ...... As expected, Yue Zhanming came to the door by himself, he must have gone to the Qi Mansion in a fit of anger because of the humiliation he was received in public yesterday, and Leng Yiwei obviously noticed this problem, Yue Zhanming first arrived, and broke through the door of the mansion like this, it was impossible to hide it.

Since this is the case, it is better to say it generously and tell the emperor the beginning and end of the matter, of course, what is the real beginning and end, the emperor will not know, he just needs to understand that the meeting between Leng Yiwei and Yue Zhanming is public, even if it is not very beneficial, but it is forgivable, as long as the emperor determines that Leng Yiwei is okay to do this, then what can other people say?

He's so quick to react......

Leng Yixiu swept Leng Yiwei who was still kneeling there with the corner of his eye, he lowered his head, his eyebrows were picturesque, reflected in the open sunlight shining in from the window, exquisite as jade carving, as wonderful as a miracle, and as ...... Jade is generally cold and hard.

He shook his head slightly in his heart, people said that King Qi was gentle, but he didn't know that his jade-like face also had a heart like stone, and his peach blossom eyes were always bright and curved like the moon, but that smile never really reached the bottom of his eyes.

Such a calm and indifferent look requires patience to practice, and it also needs to hone his heart from time to time, only greater and more interests can make him turn a blind eye to other small interests, because he wants more.

When Leng Yixiu thought about it for a long time, he took a deep breath, stepped out, knelt beside Leng Yiwei, and kowtowed: "Father, the son is willing to vouch for the eighth brother, he will never do anything that has two hearts for his father." ”

The emperor slowly closed the fold, slowly looked up at the two brothers kneeling on the ground, a trace of relief flashed quickly from his eyes, and then, he nodded and said: "Zhongqing, the matter is already very clear, Wei'er also introduced the origin of the matter in great detail, even so, this matter is over, I will not pursue it." ”

The ministers knew in their hearts that when Leng Yiwei handed over the fold, they had already expected that this would be the result, so there were no other objections at this time, and Du Shan shouted long live and said that he would not object.

"Wei'er, Xiu'er," the emperor looked at the two brothers, and his voice was much softer than just now, "get up, your two brothers are deeply in love, and your father is very relieved." ”

The two brothers stood up from the ground, looked at each other, and smiled.

Out of the court, Leng Yiwei saluted Leng Yixiu and said, "Brother Three Emperors, thank you for interceding for your brother." ”

"It should." Leng Yixiu smiled at him and looked at the clouds in the sky, "It's just that the eighth brother is quick to think, I believe that even if he doesn't intercede for his brother, there must be a way to get out of trouble, I think it should be the emperor's brother who is doing this too much." ”

"Where," Leng Yiwei's smile was bright, and his eyes were shining like jewels brighter than the sun, "Brother Sanhuang didn't hear his father say that he was very happy to see our brother's deep affection. ”

His last four words were said softly, as if he was rolling playfully from the tip of his tongue, with a shallow smile on his face, and his peach blossom eyes were narrow and slightly raised, with obvious sarcasm.

Leng Yixiu smiled coldly, his eyes were bright, and the proud aura of the god of war on the battlefield lingered beside him, and in the glow of the sky, his golden armor shone on him, making him as bright as a god.

He didn't say anything, but turned to leave, just that faint sneer, such bright eyes, and the sound of armor, all made Leng Yiwei silent in an instant.

Leng Yiwei looked at Leng Yixiu like this, and the hatred in his heart surged, mixing into every drop of his blood, torturing every inch of his nerves.

This is a place where no matter how hard he tries, he will not be able to surpass Leng Yixiu, even if he will have this thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in the future and sit on the world.

Leng Yixiu is the god of war and the protector of the people of Jokhang, and his glorious image can not be shaken, even ...... At the beginning, Yue Zhanming was stunned for a moment when he heard that the person he was dealing with was actually Leng Yixiu, and the fear in his eyes flashed, but it was so clear.

And what about him Leng Yiwei...... The world thinks that he is as gentle as jade, and he is a prince who is as weak as a scholar, but what he wants is the Jokhang country, and what he wants is that the imperial land under his feet belongs to him!

What is the use of being gentle as jade? He will never be able to have the aura of being surrounded by blood mountains and wars like Leng Yixiu, that kind of coldness, solemnity, and terrifying reputation, he can't have.

How can he not hate? In order to be able to dispel the emperor's vigilance, he has been taking medicine, making his appearance look like he is in a weak state of illness all the time!

Leng Yiwei looked at Leng Yixiu's back, watched him fly on horseback, and at that moment he soared like a swallow, his superb riding skills, and the war horse that connected with his soul made him hate it to the point of blood.

Under the wide sleeve robe, his fingers were tightly clenched into fists, his knuckles were slightly white, his eyes were cold and cold, and his flying eyebrows were like two sharp daggers, as if they could fly out in an instant!