"Huh." As soon as Lu Fuyun's words fell, Liu Xiaoyong immediately glanced at Lu Fuyun with a sneer. He came for the diplomatic relations between the two countries. If he, Liu Xiaoyong, can be the husband of Chen Guohuang and can give Lu Fusang benefits, it must have been set in black and white in the national book, where does it need to be said here.

The official in front of him was able to ask such a thing, and he was knocking on the mountain and shocking the tiger to let him know his status in the Chen State - it was just a tool used by the Yu State to curry favor with the Chen State. Liu Xiaoyong looked down at the wine glass in his hand with pity. How ridiculous, Lu Fusang didn't forget to exclude him as a foreigner before marriage! also hinted at this exclusion, or did she Chen Guozhu come to give alms and needed him to repay him...... It's brazen. It is a great shame for a man to marry a woman in Yu Country! He is a seven-foot man in vain......

However, if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan. Thinking that the emperor's brother's secret letter said that he would arrive in Chendu soon, Liu Xiaoyong secretly decided that in his lifetime, he would have to pay the price for the group of people in front of him. It's just that the current plan has to pass this first.

How?

His gaze swept over the face of the man beside him, and Liu Xiaoyong suddenly had an idea.

Raising his hand and splashing the contents of the cup on his desk to the ground, Liu Xiaoyong pointed the empty wine glass towards Lu Fusang: "Chen Guo marries a man like Yu Guo marries a girl, and the man who marries out is like water spilled out, which is really beyond words." If you have to repay it, then you can only ask Chen Guo for charity and make a rain towards the hometown of Xiaoyong. ”

"Thank you for the kindness of the Seventh Prince, the lower officials already know what you mean, and it is the blessing of Chen Guo for Yu Guo to let His Royal Highness come. As for the rain...... Chen Guo is afraid that he has no daughters and is willing to leave his hometown. Quietly avoiding the nail in Liu Xiaoyong's words, Lu Fuyun glanced at Song Yun who was sitting beside Liu Xiaoyong, and led the water to the east, "Song Gongzi, are you right when you say that the lower official said?" ”

"Heh......" Hearing that he was named by the woman in the front seat, Song Yun raised his eyebrows, with a calm bearing, "What the adult says is what Yun thinks." ”

After speaking, he straightened his body and arched his hand at Liu Xiaoyong.

"Yun Lao heard that the Seven Princes were noble, and they admired it in their hearts, and they expected that the person who died and lived outside the degree must be a noble person...... When I saw it today, as I thought, I was impressed...... But ......"

After a pause, Song Yun raised his eyes and glanced at Liu Xiaoyong with a smile: "The state has national laws, the family has family rules, the township should follow the customs, and the wife should be virtuous. Although Yun is not good, he is willing to take 302 shops in the south of Chendu as a gift, supplemented by 800 acres of thin fields in the eastern suburbs of Chendu, and 30,000 stones of grain and rice for disaster relief, and enter the Chen Palace...... I don't know ......."

Song Yunsheng glanced at Lu Fuyun on the ground: "What do you think?" ”

There are 300 shops in Chendu and 100 acres of farmland in the eastern suburbs...... Lu Fuyun stared at Song Yun's eyes, with a somewhat flattering smile on his face: "Song Gongzi's heart for the saint can be seen by the sun and the moon, but the lower officials still want to listen to Cui Gongzi'......"

"Didn't Sister Jing forget her mother's two sleeves?"

Not shying away from his relationship with the person in front of him, Cui Jing plucked the strings under his hand casually, and his eyes were full of ice. Unexpectedly, the Song family used to be just a dog at the feet of the lord of the country, but now it has the fangs to bite the lord.

"Cui Gongzi's words are a misunderstanding."

As soon as Cui Lin's words came out, a little smile immediately appeared on Song Yun's face.

"Yun Shaozhi is a businessman, and at the age of nine, he went out of Chendu to Yunjiang, practiced the art of a hundred schools, begged for the eight wildernesses, and went south to the north ......"

"What are the certificates?"

Listening to Song Yunqiao's words, Cui Lin thought of the deficit in the treasury in recent years.

"Credentials?"

Song Yun looked at Cui Lin, and then at Lu Fusang, who was sitting opposite him.

"Yun only said one word, the lifeblood of Yu Guo is in Yun's hands!"

As soon as Song Yun's voice fell, all sides were silent.

Only Lu Fufeng nodded lightly at Lu Fusang: "What you said is true." ”

The analyzer says he's right.

"Nonsense!"

As soon as Lu Fufeng's voice fell, before Lu Fusang could make a move, Liu Xiaoyong was already the first to challenge Song Yun: "Chen Guoyi, how can I take charge of the lifeblood of Yu Guo!" ”

"Have the Seventh Prince ever heard of Cheng Gongzi?"

Seeing Liu Xiaoyong's trouble, Song Yun just lightly took out a letter from his arms and handed it to him.

"This is the national letter of your Yu country......"

"National Letters?"

Liu Xiaoyong took the letter in Song Yun's hand with half a doubt, and when it was unfolded, his face sank.

And Cui Lin saw that Song Yun handed over the letter of state and Liu Xiaoyong, and his face sank.

Glancing at Song Yun angrily, Cui Lin got up and knelt on the ground, and said loudly: "Holy Lord, Song Yun fornicated with the enemy country, this crime should be punished!" ”

"Punished? Hehehe......"

Song Yun saw Cui Lin kneeling in front of Lu Fusang, and the smile on his face became a little bigger.

"It's all holy! Holy Lord, do you say yes? ”

"Yes......"

Speaking steadily, Lu Fusang raised his hand and motioned for the autumn harvest to help Cui Lin get up.

"Allowing business to be in Yu is the meaning of widowhood. The matter of the national letter is also known to the widow. Alin was worried. ”

“……”

Lie.

Lu Fufeng looked at the number on the analyzer, and a little uncertainty flashed in his eyes, but he didn't speak. just turned his head to glance at Cui Jing, but saw that she was also frowning. Is this credential very significant?

On the rice paper in front of him, he transcribed the small words displayed on the analyzer, bowed his head and asked the autumn harvest to be presented to Lu Fusang.

It's just that Cheng Gongzi can freely enter and exit the imperial city of Yuguo.

Lu Fusang got the rice paper handed over by Qiu Harvest, his face was surprised, he raised his eyes and exchanged glances with Lu Fuyun, but saw her nodding.

Although I don't know why Lu Fusang glanced at her, it must be related to Fufeng. Fufeng is not a playful junior, and being able to write with Lu Fusang at this time must be related to the national letter just now...... Thinking that Fufeng had told her that he was an immortal, Lu Fuyun's brows suddenly relaxed a little.

"Since the national letter is true, then I bother Song Gongzi to sit back on the seat first, and listen to what Cui Gongzi can give to the saint. After Cui Gongzi said goodbye, the lower officials made a decision. ”

Cui Lin raised his eyes and glanced at Lu Fuyun when he heard the voice, and said in his heart that his little sister was quite smart, but he never thought that Song Yun had made a full plan today.

"The Lin family is poor, and there is no long thing to give to the lord of the country, only a song with a clear sound, which can be talked about and hearted."

After saying that, Cui Lin raised his finger and slid on the guqin at will, bringing out a somewhat desolate sound of the qin.

Cui Lin's piano sounded together, and the surroundings were also quiet. Except for some inferior palace people, they are all people who know the piano.

Lu Fuyun heard a little lingering meaning from the sound of the piano, but Lu Fufeng found that the words on the analyzer were a farewell. Liu Xiaoyong found that the man sitting beside him was a man who was kind to Lu Fusang, but Song Yun's eyes were full of disdain.

"It's a song that widows like......"

Lu Fusang gave a comment to the person who stroked the qin against his will, and then lowered his head and drank the ginseng soup in his cup. This is Fufeng's favorite tune, Cui Lin played it to Fufeng, and he also tactfully showed his heart to himself, and he had no intention of being the emperor's husband.

"That'...... Cui Gongzi must be the one who has the deepest affection for the saint......"

Liu Xiaoyong saw Lu Fusang open his mouth, and said a rare pertinent word.

"Really?"

Song Yun glanced at Cui Lin amusedly.

"Is it possible to get the position of the imperial husband with affection?"

"Whether you can get the position of the imperial husband, His Royal Highness doesn't know, His Royal Highness only knows, and His Royal Highness should ask."

Lu Fufeng couldn't say why, she instinctively disgusted Song Yun who was sitting in the middle. Although the analyzer's assessment was not threatening, she had a faint sense that the analyzer was wrong again.

"Your Highness, please!"

Hearing Lu Fufeng's voice, Liu Xiaoyong's face crossed a little different, but it was slightly restrained. King Chen Guosui is what he admires.

"Thank you, Seventh Prince."

Seeing that Liu Xiaoyong's attitude towards himself was different from that towards Cui Jing, Lu Fufeng also smiled a little.

"The question of this hall is very simple, this hall just wants to ask, do you have affection for the imperial sister here?"

Although there are thousands of reasons to marry the imperial husband, she still hopes that the imperial sister Lu Fusang can establish a good person. Power is important to the imperial sister, but a man who can bring power to the imperial sister alone is not worthy of that position. Even though the imperial sister doesn't think like her.

"Your Highness, do you want to change the question?"

As soon as Lu Fufeng's question came out, Cui Lin looked at Lu Fusang.

"Why change?"

Although it was vague, Lu Fufeng was convinced that the group of people around her could understand what she meant. What she wanted to ask was whether the three men in front of her really liked Sister Huang, as much as she liked Lingyun.

"Because it's so easy."

Lu Fusang answered Lu Fufeng's question for Cui Lin. There are many questions in the world that need to be answered in words, but in this case, words are undoubtedly the weakest. A lie can become the truth if it is told 10,000 times, so ...... Don't ask!

After all, I already knew the answer......

Isn't it?

Lu Fusang coldly looked at the faces of the three people opposite, and then looked at Lu Fufeng's back, inexplicably a little uncomfortable.

"It's okay to be a royal sister...... This temple does not mind if they lie...... Besides, the Seventh Prince must not disdain to lie, do you say? ”

Lu Fufeng picked up the teacup on his desk and slowly took a sip of tea, and heard Liu Xiaoyong's voice.

"Yes. What His Royal Highness King Sui said is extremely true. Rather than being the holy imperial husband, Xiaoyong would rather let King Sui become Xiaoyong's princess. Or, I would rather marry King Sui. ”

Princess? Lu Fuyun glanced back at Lu Fusang when he heard the voice, isn't it the half moon that she left, what kind of new covenant did Lu Fusang and Yu Guo become?

Lu Fusang saw that Lu Fuyun saw it, his brows were also wrinkled, and after gently shaking his head at Lu Fuyun, he tightened his hand under the case, and said in his heart, the prince of Yu Country is really presumptuous!

"Uh...... The Seven Princes ...... Love"

Ignoring the few lines of sight that shot at him, Lu Fufeng smiled lightly and let Qiu Harvest fill the tea bowl in front of him.

"The Seven Princes are also ruthless, but they just want Fufeng to work for Yu Guo. What about Song Gongzi? This hall wants to hear the answer of Song Gongzi. ”

"Yes...... He loves the Holy. ”

"Really?"

"Seriously."

Song Yun's slightly red cheeks made the palace people on the side hide their faces and chuckle, and they all said that Song Gongzi was afraid that he would be able to see the moon this time.

Listening to the laughter around him, Song Yun also had a faint smile for a while.

Who thought about it, before his smile fell to the bottom of his heart, he was splashed with tea soup by Lu Fufeng.

"It's not fun to lie."