Chapter 109: Chess Game
Gongzi was speechless for a while, she was his life, as long as he brought out that incident, he couldn't defend it even with a thousand mouths, and he didn't want to defend it, "So, the real battle has begun, and this game of chess will be played by Mo Gongzi?" β
Mo Chengcheng smiled faintly, and his originally sad face suddenly fell into the country because of this smile, "The chess game has already begun, but the Third Highness realized it later." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Childe Wuqi snorted when he heard this, "This life is really getting more and more interesting, I said that my brave and resourceless second brother has been so idle recently, it turns out that there are nobles to help." β
Mo Chengcheng bowed and said slowly, "The Third Highness is still preparing as soon as possible, the Third Highness has already lost this situation, and I ask the Third Highness to do your best." β
This was said politely and arrogantly, and the son laughed without a loss, "If it is an opponent in chess, it is also a great pleasure, and I will leave." β
"Your Highness, go slowly." Mo Chengcheng said respectfully, he has heard of this highness for a long time, and he is ruthless in doing things, brave and strategic, loyal and righteous, really talented and strategic, but unfortunately the times are not good, and his eyes are different when he was born, this is nothing, but the emperor's family cannot tolerate any difference.
Third Highness, I have already pulled down a big net for you, just waiting for you to throw yourself into the net, and there is no power to return to heaven.
Moonlight pours.
Childe walked on the road without loss, Mo Chengcheng had already admitted the fact that he was using Ling Er, and there was no need for internal confirmation, whether to tell her or not to say this matter, and how to tell her about it?
When he walked to the pavilion, Gongzi Wu regrets had already begun to drink wine, blowing the wind, "Third brother, if you don't come again, this wine will be drunk." "Throw him a jar of wine.
Gongzi was not afraid of his poisoning, so he opened the lid and poured a few sips, "Second brother, I just met Mo Chengcheng and chatted a few words, can this second brother be trusted?" β
Childe laughed without regrets, the third brother obviously already knew, "I can't trust anyone in this world, but for him, I only believe in him." β
"Second brother, are you so anxious?" Childe poured another sip of wine, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and asked, he is a person who misses old love, after all, when he was a teenager, the two of them played together.
Gongzi only glanced at him without regrets, it was this glance, and he also saw the reluctance that flashed in his eyes, this third brother, on the surface, was cold and cold, maybe after this moment, in front of others, he looked cold, but they grew up together, he knew that this third brother was a good talker, a person who was in love, and the one who would eventually lose, "Third brother, we were born in the emperor's family, this is a necessary way, the two of us, can not coexist, recently the father's health has gradually deteriorated, the third brother doesn't prepare?" β
Childe shook his head without loss, "What's so good about that position?" β
Childe laughed without regret, as if he didn't believe it.
Childe looked at his appearance without loss, and knew that the two people were different from each other, "The second brother insists on this, then I can only play the game." β
Childe raised a jar of wine without regrets, and Childe also raised the wine without loss, and the two wine jars collided with a muffled sound, and the two people raised their heads and drank it all.
Childe walked away without a loss, and from then on, they would never drink together again.
The cool breeze of the early morning swept through.
"Your Highness, my subordinates have urgent matters to report." Liu Ping'an's body was bent extremely low.
Childe's cold eyes swept away, "What's the matter?" β
"All seven of our inner lines planted in the palace died this morning."
Gongzi raised his eyebrows when he heard this, needless to say, he knew who did it, these dark piles have been in the palace for many years, and they are integrated with the palace, how did he notice the abnormality? "Is there a transfer to make up for it?"
"Back to Your Highness, no, these people who are filling the positions have also been abnormally transferred out of the palace today."
Childe sneered, "What else?" β
"Lord Sima Zhao Huai Zhao was pressed into the prison of the Criminal Department this morning, awaiting trial. Tian Yong, an important position under Da Sima, was also demoted, and the general Tian Buyi was punished for something and fined for one year. Liu Ping'an replied simply.
"That's all?" Gongzi asked without loss, these official positions are all important positions in the palace, and Mo Chengcheng has some skills.
"These are big things, and there are other small things." Liu Ping'an's waist bent lower.
"How's the investigation going over there?" Childe turned around and asked.
Liu Ping'an secretly breathed a sigh of relief, His Highness was not angry, he reported to His Highness last night that there was no movement, and today he revealed so much, isn't it? Ying said, "It's still investigating, and I've checked out the account books that there are some errors, and it's expected that there will be results tonight." β
After that, a silent battle between the princes officially began, and the forces of the DPRK and China were purged, and the old emperor, who had been in power for more than 20 years, seemed to not know, and let the two princes fight.
The autumn wind is bleak, and the dead leaves fall with the wind.
Mo Chengcheng held a black seed in one hand and a white seed in the other, playing with his left and right hands.
Behind him stood a woman, beautiful and quiet, with a slightly pale face, she stood behind Mo Chengcheng, like a shadow.
"Chenping, how do you think Kuroko should play?" Mo Chengcheng asked suddenly.
Chen Ping stepped forward and said in a low voice, "The slave doesn't dare to get an axe. β
Mo Chengcheng glanced at her, "You're tired these days, go back!" β
"Yes." Tatsuhei replied that the slightly rough clothes on her body could not erase her beauty.
Mo Chengcheng looked at her departing back, and was a little distracted for a while, and he actually missed her sister a little, but he didn't feel guilty in his heart, not at all, he just acted as ordered. There are trade-offs to do great things.
When he joined the Mo family, he was also ordered to be the helmsman, and no one was born a slave? In this world, except for emperors, how can anyone not be born a slave? Nonsense. The Mo family is too naΓ―ve, and now they have been beaten miserably, hidden in the shadows, and have become hermits.
He shook his head, since Ling Er left, he was left to play chess with himself.
Chen Ping returned to his residence, closed the door, bolted the door, and untied the coarse cloth clothes that made her extremely uncomfortable, and there was embarrassment in his eyes, Childe has no regrets, you treat me like this, one day, I will repay you in full.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, "Who?" Tatsuhei asked.
A high-profile female voice replied, "Chenping, are you inside?" Open the door! β
Hearing this voice, she knew who it was, when she was in the son's house without regrets, the maid in her courtyard was not Ting, and now she was commanding herself, and one day she had a chance, she would definitely take revenge, "If you have something to say outside the door." It is inconvenient to open the door. β
Wei Ting's anger did not subside, "Mrs. Yang, please come over." β
Chen Ping frowned, his hand clenched into a fist tightly, suppressing his anger, "I'll come now." β
"Hurry up, if you are late, Mrs. Yang will be annoyed again."
Chen Ping no longer answered, and Na Weiting disappeared.
Chen Ping applied medicine to the wound on his back, which was left to her by Madame Yang last time when she was annoyed, probably because she was jealous of her previous higher status than her. She snorted, is fate reincarnation?