Chapter 127, Ten Years of Planning (Second Update)

(The second watch came as promised~ Thank you Tangmen, Wanqing Doudou, Hank Dongrui and the cute mushroom cool reward~~ Mo Mo Da! )

"Feng Lie just let you back? Those five liters of blood, can you vomit beautifully? ”

Feng Qianji laughed loudly: "It's so beautiful that it's about to bloom!" ”

As soon as Zhong Chishui died, Feng Lie lost the big backer of "Chishui Sect Immortal", lost the goddess sacrifice of Jiu Ming, and lost his reputation as an emperor. When he heard the movement and rushed to the Tower, the 500-year-old tower, which symbolized the eternal life he sought, had turned to powder.

Under a series of blows, Feng Lie was already vomiting blood, and being able to hold on without falling down and having a cerebral hemorrhage was considered to be his excellent psychological quality.

Alas, if he vomits blood or not, this emperor has to live well.

So, early in the morning, Feng Lie made an early pilgrimage on his own field, listened to a concerto, and issued a holy decree, so as to show his majesty as the lord of a country. But this little son has no intention of making him comfortable at all, he dresses solemnly, speaks righteously and strictly, and plays decently, and he is angry with him everywhere.

What kind of poll tax should Feng Lie impose, Feng Qianji jumped out to oppose it; What kind of marriage does Feng Lie want to give, Feng Qianji jumped out one by one to object; Feng Lie wanted to send a certain official to help the disaster, and Feng Qianji jumped out to oppose it; Feng Lie asked the Criminal Department to arrest the people who spread rumors, but Feng Qianji was the first to jump out to oppose it; Even Feng Lie said that he was tired and wanted to retreat from the dynasty, but his grandmother's Feng Qianji still jumped out to oppose it......

What is even more infuriating is that half of the ministers in the DPRK and China support Feng Qianji's viewpoint. Where is this in favor of one or two views? It's clear that he is going to serve as the next monarch!

The wind was furious, and the court tore up the wind and the twists. Seeing that there is going to be another round of father-son war in Qi Country. Unexpectedly, Feng Qianji didn't care about his father's anger at all, he had a calm and smiling face throughout the whole process, and he was even more upright in analyzing government affairs and people's feelings, and he was stunned to show his own style under a low pressure.

It can be said that before this early dynasty tearing apart the Great War, how many ministers disliked the Eighth Prince as a "waste wood", so after that, how many people made up their minds to follow him.

However, just when everyone was waiting to see what realm the father and son would tear out, the son suddenly sued for peace again.

Feng Qianji proposed. Since the final link of the goddess election has been elected, nine goddesses have been elected. Then the emperor will soon be able to hold a festival for the goddesses.

After being slapped several times in a row, suddenly a sweet date was stuffed into his mouth, and the wind was stunned.

Where is the festival held? Simple, Crane Singing Mountain. Ready-made good territory.

Where is the ninth watch? Simple. Get it back.

Where will the festival funds come from? Simple. The son has money.

……

At the end of the discussion, Feng Qianji didn't forget to be sweeter and more greasy, saying "No matter how different the political views are." The most respected and admired by the sons in this life is his father and His Majesty", "The father is mighty and powerful, and the sons have to learn more", "The sons are just impulsive, and their words are offensive, so please don't blame the father" "The sons are willing to sacrifice dogs and horses for their fathers"......

It's sweet, it's sweet, it's so sweet that it's going to die.

If there is a National Sweet Words Grand Prix, Feng Qianji will win a second prize, and no one will be able to go over and dip the word "one".

The ministers were also confused, and said that they were okay? Say yes and don't waste firewood? How did it degrade to a dog's leg in a blink of an eye? It wasn't until the emperor extinguished the fire that the ministers understood that these eight princes were really smart, first showed their own talents, won the favor and support of the ministers, and then gave a sweet date to coax the emperor's father, so that they could firmly take the crown prince's throne, right?

But then again, the eighth prince is also bold enough, and he is not afraid of being killed by the emperor in a fit of anger; The vision is also vicious enough, and he chose the goddess festival that the emperor cared about the most to make the sweet date.

Who would dare to be someone else? Who can?

Jiu Mingmei knew this, and she didn't feel surprised like some ministers, let alone confused. She just rolled over, lying on her side in a pile of red maple leaves, her little hands on her head, and looked at him with a quiet smile.

"Your plan has been laid out for no less than ten years."

Feng Qianji was stunned for a moment, and then laughed all over the country. He learned her posture, lying on his side among the maple leaves, his big hands on his head, and looking at her face to face with a smile. In this world, there is no one else who can see the key to this series of things at a glance except her.

It's as if you have smeared the whole paper with paints of various colors and shades, and everyone says that you are a mess of paint, and that you are not a painting at all. But all of a sudden, a little girl tells you with a smile that she understands the essence of your paintings.

It's not that she understands, it's that only she understands.

However, Feng Qianji still wanted to ask: "When did you know?" ”

Jiu Mingmei raised her eyebrows: "Is it difficult to know?" ”

The wind was dumb.

"You've never hidden anything from me, so it's not hard to understand. You want to be the emperor, you want to replace the wind and the wind, and you will be above board from the beginning. Although you didn't say it, I know that with your mental plan, Zhong Chishui, Feng Lie, the national teacher Bai Tanuki, the goddess campaign, and even the queen and Concubine Yin in the back, I'm afraid it's all in your calculations early in the morning...... This kind of plan requires a long period of foreshadowing in the early stage, and it will take at least ten years to start from you collecting Zhong Chishui's information. Jiu Mingmei picked up a red leaf and said lightly, "It's just that I didn't know why you did that. An ambition to be an emperor? No, you're not that kind of person. If you only want to be the emperor, kill Feng Lie and Feng Yilang, and then subdue the world, with your ability, you can do it ten years ago. ”

The sentence "You are not that kind of person" made Feng Qianji's heart melt instantly, and thousands of tenderness overflowed from it. He smiled: "Mei'er thinks of me so wisely, it's really a happy thing." ”

Jiu Mingmei didn't say anything, nor did she smile, she just stared into his eyes: "Until I heard the conversation between Feng Lie and Zhong Chishui in the dark room, and Concubine Yin's apology to you before she died...... You're for your mother, aren't you? ”

"Yes."

"If I'm not mistaken, she's from the Shushu clan."

"Yes, her name is Shu Ning, a very ordinary Shu Shao people. When she was very young, her family had to flee back to the wilderness in order to escape the pursuit of the royal family of Qi Kingdom. She is intelligent, beautiful, kind, and resolute, and even when she returns to the great famine of lack of food and food, she can still find food and water for her family and continue to survive. Feng Qianji gradually smiled, staring at Mei'er face to face, with a rare seriousness in her eyes, "She is the best mother in the world." ”

"You have made this whole plan for the sake of your own mother, I know. It's just ......" Jiu Mingmei nodded her head, "I'm on your chessboard, what kind of chess piece do I have?" (To be continued.) )

PS: I spent a day with my mother today, and my mother was very happy. In fact, mothers in the world don't want much, a little more companionship, a little more smiling face, is the best filial piety.