Lin Sangongzi's name Lin Haoran, his father, King Dongjun, of course, hopes that he can have a heroic righteousness when he grows up.

Who knows if he has grown up, Haoran is upright, but he has become accustomed to the crooked style, and he was beaten in public for this son. King Dongjun was extremely ashamed, and he was embarrassed to appear in front of people in recent years.

After Lin Haoran was sent to the Wuxiang camp, not only did the King of Dongjun not come to see him, but he also ordered no one in the Dongjun Mansion to ignore him. However, Lin Haoran was born to Princess Dongjun in the end, and King Dongjun refused to care, but Princess Dongjun carried him behind his back and asked people to send money and things from time to time.

Therefore, in this martial arts camp, Lin Haoran is still the leader of the camp.

He couldn't help but laugh when he heard Song Nanzhou's words at this time.

walked over and walked to his residence with Song Nanzhou shoulder to shoulder, "That kid didn't like you before, but now you beat up your brother-in-law, I see, that guy can't help but rush up and beat you up to avenge his brother-in-law." ”

Although Jiang Guogong has only such a lone seedling as Jiang Xinghuai to inherit the incense of his Jiang family, the Jiang family's daughters have given birth to a lot, and Mu Shizhong, who leads the Wuxiang camp, is the husband of Jiang Guogong's third daughter, and Jiang Xinghuai is his brother-in-law.

It's no wonder that Mu Shizhong's cannibalistic gaze.

Song Nanzhou sneered indifferently: "There are more people who want to seek revenge on me, how old is he?" ”

"Haha!" Lin Haoran laughed again and patted Song Nanzhou on the shoulder: "Good boy, I like your arrogance - I heard that you have been in trouble recently?" Do you want my brother to help you? ”

"It's not a problem, I've got a solution." Song Nanzhou said lightly.

Lin Haoran closed the door, poured him a glass of water, raised his eyebrows and said: "That Xu Shen is not a perfunctory person, I heard that the person who provoked him will shed his skin if he doesn't die." ”

It stands to reason that he is a super gentleman who is confined in the Wuxiang camp and only knows how to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, and talking about people in the court should be a thing that makes people laugh, but Song Nanzhou did not laugh, and admitted his feelings: "I know." However, Xu Xiang has asked me for help, and he will not touch me for the time being. ”

"That's good." Lin Haoran smiled: "Come here today, but what's the matter?" ”

Song Nanzhou's eyes swept slightly, and he made sure that there was no one outside, so he said in a low voice: "How are you doing in Wuxiang Camp?" ”

Lin Haoran's evil young face was a little deflated: "With the surname Mou, it's hard for me to ......"

Mu Shizhong was born in a poor family, his military exploits were earned from the pile of dead people, he was strict and old-fashioned, Lin Haoran had many confrontations with him, and he could only maintain the situation that the well water did not interfere with the river water - he couldn't move the people on Mu Shizhong's side, and Mu Shizhong couldn't do anything about them.

Song Nanzhou's brows moved slightly: "Your Highness's intention is to put Wu Xiang in our hands as soon as possible, so that it can be used in the future." ”

Lin Haoran frowned: "Could it be that the other few people have already made a move?" ”

Song Nanzhou nodded slightly, and then said: "Mu Shizhong is the son-in-law of Jiang Guogong, Jiang Guogong is the queen's mother, and the queen and the queen mother have an inextricable relationship. Therefore, even if Mu Shizhong is loyal to the king, in the eyes of the world, this person is afraid that he has already been classified in the queen mother's faction. ”

"The Queen Mother's faction vigorously supports King Qing, this Mu Shizhong is naturally considered to be King Qing's person." Lin Haoran said clearly, but his face was embarrassed: "The best way, of course, is to replace Mu Shizhong." Do you want to give him—"

He didn't finish his words, but Song Nanzhou understood what he meant: "No! Mu Shizhong is a member of the three grades of the imperial court, if something happens to him, His Majesty will definitely investigate it to the end! And His Royal Highness has always admired Mu Shi's loyalty and integrity, and he definitely doesn't want to see us act like this. ”

Lin Haoran nodded hurriedly, "Then tell me, what should we do?" ”

Song Nanzhou smiled and said: "It's not like there's no way, as long as Mu Shizhong is squeezed out." ”

"You also said, the surname Mu is a tendon at all, His Majesty sent him to lead the Wuxiang camp, knowing that the Wuxiang camp will not be able to earn a future, this person didn't say a word, and stayed here. I heard that Jiang Guogong had found a way for him and wanted to transfer him out of the Wuxiang camp, but even the Queen Mother nodded, but he was unwilling. Besides, I haven't made any trouble for him in the past five years, and if I could really squeeze him out, I would have squeezed him out a long time ago. Lin Haoran looked unoptimistic, and glanced at Song Nanzhou: "Could it be that you have a way?" ”

"Come here with your ears."

Lin Haoran listened and nodded thoughtfully: "This is easy to do." It's just that after squeezing out the surname Mu, His Majesty will definitely send someone to take over the Wuxiang camp again - we can't come one by one to catch the other, right? ”

Song Nanzhou just smiled: "Don't worry, I have already made some calculations in this matter, and the position of the commander of the Wuxiang battalion will definitely not fall on someone else's head again." ”

He said it so firmly, Lin Haoran was naturally very curious, but he also knew that it was not appropriate to ask more questions at this time, so he nodded to show that he understood.

The two of them carefully summed it up again to make sure that nothing was missing, and then reappeared in front of the person with their shoulders hooked and played with everyone.

……

When Song Nanzhou left the Wuxiang camp, Lin Haoran chased after him and said loudly: "Song Da, remember to collect two generals for me when you come back, and bring them in, the last time you brought them, you were bitten to death by Huang Si'er's black general in just a few rounds." You've got me to remember! ”

"Remembered." Song Nanzhou walked outside the camp and saw Mu Shizhong standing not far away with his arms crossed, staring at him fiercely.

The place where he stood was the only way for Song Nanzhou.

The corners of Song Nanzhou's lips raised, and he pulled out a flirtatious smile: "What advice does General Mu not have?" ”

"Since Song Shizi likes Wuxiang Camp so much, why don't you live in directly like Lin Sanye and the others, and save you from running here when you have nothing to do." Mu Shizhong saw Song Nanzhou's indecent smile, and the pitch-black square face was even more powerful.

Song Nanzhou pursed his lips disdainfully: "General Mu, don't talk nonsense, my lord doesn't like the Wuxiang camp, but it's just because there are some like-minded friends here that he came more diligently." General Mu doesn't want to see his face more? That's easy to do, you give an order, let my friends leave the Wuxiang camp, and the master promises not to appear in the Wuxiang camp again, how about it? ”

Mu Shizhong was naturally upright, and sternly refused: "Don't laugh, Lord Shizi, without His Majesty's will, no one can leave the Wuxiang camp one step!" ”

Song Nanzhou made a helpless appearance: "In this case, I have to ask General Mu to be more tolerant, come back another day, and invite General Mu to drink when the time comes." ”

Mu Shizhong's muscles jumped in anger at his scoundrel appearance, but there was nothing he could do about him, so he had to watch him leave the camp.

……

Song Nianbei had already returned to Prince Cheng's mansion at this time, he took out Wen Xiang again, looked at it several times, his eyes, and Wen Xiang were a little creepy, and he couldn't understand what this sinister brother was thinking.

After a while, maybe he didn't think of a reason for it, so he put Wen Xiang in the box, picked up the box and walked out.

Wen Xiang has now opened a strange golden finger, even if it is contained in an airtight box, she can clearly see the scene outside.

Looking at this familiar road scene, Wen Xiang knew that this sinister brother was going to Youlanju to find his mother.

Thinking of the beautiful Prince Cheng, Wen Xiang couldn't help but give her a thumbs up - last night because of Song Nanzhou's nonsense, she fell out with her husband on the spot, but this morning, she saw an auspicious family of three.

At that time, how could there be any anger on Prince Cheng's face?

It can be seen that this Prince Cheng and Princess Cheng are clever in taming her husband, and I really hope that I can have the opportunity to ask her a lesson or two, and learn some other people's skills.

But soon she wilted, it is not difficult to learn this ability, the most difficult thing is that she has a finger master, where to find her husband after learning the skill?

Who wants to marry her as a wife?

Could it be that her life as a finger wrench is a lonely life?

I'm so sad and sad, I really want to find a wide chest for a small set of punches.

"Mother, my son is back." Song Nianbei entered the house, and saluted Prince Cheng and Princess Cheng with a little trepidation.

Princess Cheng was arranging flowers at this time, there was a bunch of fresh flowers on the desk next to her, she was holding a pair of silver scissors in her hand, and she was pruning the excess flowers and leaves of a red rose. ”

Prince Xu Shicheng's calmness infected Song Nianbei, and he quickly calmed down and said what Xu Shen said.

"Mother, what do you think this Xu Xiang means? Could it be that His Majesty really intends to have another son...... If there is a lot of help, maybe it can really be ......"

Princess Cheng thoughtfully, lowered her eyes to look at the flower branch in her hand, and saw that it had been pruned, so she was satisfied and inserted it into the blue and white vase on the side.

Only then did he turn his mind and look at Song Nianbei and ask him, "Xu Xiang, do you have something to ask you for?" ”

"Mother guessed right." Song Nianbei hurriedly handed the box in his hand to Prince Cheng and Princess Cheng, "Xu Xiang wants this wrench." ”

Although he didn't say much, Prince Cheng had already heard it, "Could this be the wrench that your brother was looking for last night?" ”

"Exactly." Song Nianbei took out a folded drawing from his sleeve pocket, opened it and handed it to Prince Cheng: "Look, this is the drawing he gave to his son, and his son has compared it many times, and it is exactly the same as this wrench!" Xu Xiang said that the family heirloom of their family had been discussed with his brother before, but the brother refused to return it, so Xu Xiang begged his son. ”

Wen Xiang had already been stunned, Xu Xiang's little brother actually played a roundabout route - he definitely didn't know that he had fallen into Song Nianbei's hands, so he used the position of the prince to hang Song Nianbei, and let Song Nianbei steal her out and hand her over to him, and he would help Song Nianbei get the position of prince of Cheng's mansion!