Chapter Seventy-Six: Adding Fuel to the Fire 1

If you don't see Zuo Chen, the prince is a little reluctant, see you! I am afraid that he will ramble endlessly.

"Kid with a big fart, how can you make such a big move!" The prince held his forehead with his hand and whispered, "Go, call him to see me in the study." ”

The steward stumbled and ran towards the gate of the palace.

"Grandchild ......"

"Excuse me, excuse me! Didn't get hurt, did you? The prince asked with concern on his face.

"I just came back, and I rushed to see you, and I didn't bother to bandage ......"

"You! ......, let me say what is good about you? Chen Da, Chen Da! The prince angrily pointed at Zuo Chen and shouted to take care of things.

"Lord Wang,......"

Without waiting for the steward Chen Da to say anything, the prince hurriedly said: "Hurry up and call Lang Zhong to the study, it is a knife wound." ”

Hearing the prince's urgent tone, the steward's steps became hurried, and he didn't even bother to close the door when he left the study.

The wound was carefully cleaned, dressed, and bandaged, and the whole process did not show the slightest pain, and he smiled and groaned as if it were insignificant. The prince pretended not to look at his expression, but he sighed secretly in his heart, the dark room was specially made by Zuo Chen to show him, and the prince naturally knew it.

"Thank you!" After the bandage, Zuo Chen expressed his sincere gratitude to Lang Zhong, and the simple words were sincere without a trace of falsehood, and he kept watching Lang Zhong get out of the study.

"Tell me about the specific results." The prince steadied himself on the chair, looked up at Zuo Chen's indifferent face, and secretly thought to himself, what kind of yellow-mouthed child is this, he has been in Kyoto for just over two months, and there have been two disasters one after another, and they are both related to the imperial court.

It's really straightforward, it seems that the information that the prince has is really not to be underestimated, and he only asks for information that he can't see or can't obtain. Zuo Chen thought so, dragging mud and water seemed hypocritical, "The garrison department, including the director of the plateau, thirteen people, and five people from the imperial city forbidden army, were all wiped out. President Li Qiang was released by me. ”

A very simple reply, without the slightest pause, and there was no emotional fluctuation on the silent face, which was in great contrast with the usual hippie smiling face, and the prince couldn't adapt to such a difference for a while, staring at Zuo Chen stupidly, but his heart was like a river to the sea and couldn't calm down.

After pondering for a long time, the prince said to himself; "What a restless child, how did he get so many lives?"

Actually, the prince didn't know how to talk to Zuo Chen. It is not appropriate to talk about the law, it is not appropriate to talk about the dynasty, and it is even more inappropriate to talk about the current pattern of officialdom. Zuo Chen is like a gap between the virtual and the real, and the unstable factors that appear are always headaches at an inadvertent time.

"They tried to kill me, but they didn't succeed!" As if to correct the prince's statement is incorrect, Zuo Chen said it very seriously.

The prince frowned slightly, "They can be said to be completely annihilated, but you seem to be unharmed?" ”

No longer entangled in what the prince said, this is obviously delaying time, and he doesn't have time to care who he is waiting for, "Grandpa, you know my purpose for looking for you, but you are always teasing your grandson, I am tired, and you are still going around in circles." ”

Smiling awkwardly, the prince said, "Oh!? Then tell me, what is the purpose of looking for me? ”

You old fox! Zuo Chen secretly slandered in his heart, knowing in his heart that the prince just wanted to tie him firmly to the same camp, and he did not have any benefit at all after avoiding being used.

"Grandpa, in Kyoto, I am a relative of yours, and when I entered the capital not long ago, I didn't think about it for a while, and I used the military department token. I don't know what to do, and I don't know if it's left a trick, grandson, please explain. ”

"Of course, Zhao Shangshu didn't give you a token to play, don't worry, he has his own way." The prince was very dissatisfied with Zuo Chen's failure to take a stand, so he lowered his face to deal with it, and secretly thought in his heart, let's make trouble! The more chaotic the better, and naturally some people are anxious.

"If you have desire, you will suffer, and if you have no desire, you will be high" seems to be the real situation of these two people.

Zuo Chen wanted to get a judgment from the prince on how sharp the spearhead of the government and the opposition was. The prince is insisting on maximizing his own interests, as long as Zuo Chen does not express his position and does not take a stand, he will not give advice or accurate judgment of the current situation. Although Liu Shangwu is indeed the descendant of the prince, for Liu Zuochen, who is "a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers", the prince wants to tie him to the same camp in person, and nepotism, which is not an immediate family, is definitely not an unbreakable barrier in his opinion.

Indeed, if Liu Shangwu has an accident, Zuo Chen can definitely pay for him regardless of life and death, or try his best to relieve him. As Liu Shangwu's descendant elder, if there is an accident, Zuo Chen, who is just a peripheral nepotism, can stay out of the matter.

The prince needs to be driven by his arms and fingers, not a burden beyond the reach of the whip.

Whether it is true or not, it is just that for the depth of the prince, Zuo Chen is quite repulsive. Although on the surface, it seems that the prince cares for him a lot, but through some details, it can be seen that it is completely an external gesture with ulterior motives, or a deliberate emotional pull. This kind of superficial language and attitude can still be seen by Zuo Chen. This is fundamentally different from the heart-to-heart friendship between Zuo Chen and Zhang Youcai and his group.

Zuo Chen pretended to be relieved, took a long breath, and said, "I thought it would cause trouble for Zhao Shangshu, so that my grandson would rest assured." ”

"Your troubles are far more troublesome than his Zhao Pengfei, and you still have the heart to take care of others!?" The prince smiled, the more he looked at this Zuo Chen, the more he had unlimited potential, whether it was courage or scheming, he was different from ordinary people, usually at this time, weren't they all in a hurry to extinguish the fire behind his buttocks?

"Grandpa, my grandson is really exhausted today, and I don't have the strength to go home, you see......"

Where is this burning ass? The prince thought secretly.

The things that are not close to people are the most hurtful, so naturally it is not good to drive Zuo Chen out of the house like this, and the prince shouted outside the door: "Chen Da! Arrange Liu... Childe stayed, let the back kitchen make something to eat, and send it over as soon as possible. ”

"Thank you grandpa for your concern, my stomach has been rumbling for a long time, and I am embarrassed to say it." Zuo Chen took out that hippie smiling face again, in the eyes of the prince now, it was so hateful, and he completely lost the cuteness he felt in the past.

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Zuo Chen, who had eaten hastily, was so worried that he didn't eat the good food, and when the little guy took the scraps, he blew out the candles, stood in front of the window for a long time, and planned silently. The dark room is not deceived and everything is not explained, Zuo Chen just wants to show an attitude to the prince through tonight's plan.

The drum of the third watch sounded, Zuo Chen woke up from the state of pranayama, carefully checked his physical state, and gently pushed open the door and walked towards the back door. There were vague footsteps behind him, Zuo Chen didn't care, it was better to follow himself, so that he didn't have to explain to the prince.

The nine-foot-high wall, with the help of the dwarf trees on the side of the wall, Zuo Chen easily climbed the wall, and the front and back doors of someone guarding the post could not be walked, and the best way to go over the wall was to climb over the wall.

Zhang Youcai, who was squatting on the corner of the street, probed his brain and stared at the back door of the palace.

"Who?" The sound of footsteps from behind him made Zhang Youcai, who was tense and nervous, jump up quickly.

"It's me!" Zuo Chen whispered, "Uncle Zhang! Follow me! ”

The two were silent all the way, until they turned to the back door of Li Ziqin's mansion, Zhang Youcai vaguely guessed Zuo Chen's plan, and was slightly uneasy while excited.

"Uncle Zhang, you pick me up outside the house, and when there is a storm, you will adapt to the situation."

"Childe, your wounds ......"

"No problem! Without further ado, help me into the house. ”

Jumping off the wall like a tanuki, he listened quietly to the movement, without a trace of wind and grass. Zuo Chen leaned lightly on the sparse shrubs and dived forward. The back hall of the Li Mansion was brightly lit, and the subordinates were waiting cautiously outside the house, with a lot of impatience on their faces.

I couldn't hear anything in the house from afar, Zuo Chen, who was lying in the shadow of the corner, was secretly a little anxious, wouldn't it be useless to return if he survived until dawn? was suspicious, and saw Lang Zhong, who was carrying the medicine box on his back, walking out of the house, and behind him was the steward of the Li Mansion.

After Lang Zhong and the steward walked a few steps away from the next person, they stopped.

"Wang Langzhong, Childe's injuries ......"

"Steward Li, the son's injuries are all knife wounds, and it looks like the skin is open, but in fact, it is not a big deal. Don't move drastically in the last half month, I believe that I will recover soon, you tell Lord Shangshu to rest assured. ”

The two said goodbye, and the steward hurried to an attic. The luxurious attic was lit with dim candles, there was no light here, and there were no people around, it was probably Li Ziqin's bedroom.

You old turtle bastard, you make Lao Tzu worried and unhappy, look how I add fuel to your fire! Zuo Chen thought hatefully, and slowly dived over with his body bent.

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