At this moment, listening to the resentment that had been suffocating in his chest all this time was sent out by Song Yuchen so lightly, Lord Zhang only felt that his whole body was comfortable, and most of his flesh and bones were involuntarily crispy, and even His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan, who had never been very pleasing to the eye, felt pleasing to the eye.

After all, there are not many opportunities to be able to say dirty words so neatly but heartily and feel physically and mentally comfortable, and people with this ability are even more in a million. In addition to the handsome young man beside him, even if Lord Zhang searches his stomach, it is really difficult to find a second person in his limited life experience.

After scolding, Song Yuchen asked again, "Is he here to coerce or lure?" ”

He said it as if he was careless, no different from the usual tone of gossip, but Lord Zhang instantly mentioned the spirit of the twelve, and said, "Although he didn't say it directly, the minister felt that it should be biased towards coercion, after all, with the minister's qualifications, it was really not enough to use the temptation of the Hou Ye - and it was far from that step now, I also wanted to know what the Hou Ye wanted to know, and now what we are all waiting for is the emperor's final decision and a suitable time." ”

After a pause, he added, "The ministers are lowly and low, many words can't reach the emperor's ears, and there are no close people in the court, I don't know who to find for help, and I don't hide it from the prince, I am also busy at this time, but I can't find a suitable opportunity." ”

Indeed, now that their long-awaited bird of the first step has swaggered before them, the only question that deserves consideration is the right time to shoot, one step earlier to startle the snake, and one step later to fall short.

Master Zhang chose himself in three or two sentences, implying that he was a lotus flower that came out of the mud and was not stained, and he was by no means a person who had ghosts in the court, and at the same time showed his sincerity in thinking about the country, the court and the saints, and by the way, he also pushed the responsibility that had not been left for a long time.

Song Yuchen knew in his heart, and smiled slowly, "Don't worry, Lord Zhang, I see that there are still a few thorns in the court after all, and most of them are still very eye-catching, and I will think of some ways to invite those who are unwilling to cooperate to go home to Taoguang to recuperate, and when they are willing to cooperate, I will invite them back, and I will not embarrass Lord Zhang." ”

After a pause, he sat upright, posing like a very upright gentleman, and said thoughtfully, "But I don't think it should be able to do that step, although I don't have much say in the court, but for the sake of the imperial brother's care, they should still give this thin face." ”

Master Zhang, "......"

Who doesn't know that although His Royal Highness King Zhennan has fewer words, he belongs to the type that will definitely hit the nail on the head as long as he opens his mouth, how can anyone dare to say that he has no right to speak?

If you don't have the right to speak, can you confuse it with not wanting to have a voice?

However, Lord Zhang was far from being confused, and he knew that this was not a good time to argue with His Royal Highness King Zhennan about him, so he selectively missed this sentence, and regarded Song Yuchen's deliberate modesty as real modesty, and responded with one eye closed.

The voice landed, and the rain outside the window gradually intensified.

Song Yuchen's face did not change and said, "Beware of the cold wind blowing in, Lord Zhang, put down the curtain first." ”

Master Zhang made a move in response, and the light in the carriage dimmed most of the time, but it was not a problem to see people's facial features clearly. While isolating the inside and outside of the carriage, he also isolated the topic of Fang Cai forever in that space-time dimension, and threaded the needle and threaded it in one sentence, sewing it up completely, and since then, only the two of them know.

"That's right." Song Yuchen raised his tone slightly, with a look of sudden realization, as if he really just remembered, "That side-God bless, hmm, it's called this, right?" ”

Master Zhang, "...... Right. ”

However, looking at Song Yuchen's mouth shape that wanted to speak and stopped, how did he think that it should be Fang Dog who wanted to bark under His Royal Highness King Zhennan.

King Zhennan, who had flexible lips and teeth, let out an "oh" without changing his face, skillfully avoiding this sensitive title, and said, "Then did he mention how Hou Ye has been doing recently?" ”

"Not really." Master Zhang quickly recalled, and said honestly, "But the Hou Ye should still be sick and rest at home, if His Royal Highness is worried, he can come to the door to see in person, treat His Royal Highness, he should not be so unsympathetic, and the prince will also listen to those cold words." ”

Song Yuchen meaningfully pushed the hot potato back, "I don't have any friendship with the Hou Ye, although I have called him the imperial uncle for more than ten years in the face of the first emperor, but in the final analysis, he is just a relative who can't be beaten, and there is nothing to say." ”

After a pause, he sighed half-jokingly, "It's strange that the first emperor liked to recognize his relatives in the early years, but he didn't worry much about this brother of Lao Shizi, but he threw all the mess to me, and he really didn't plan to let me go before and after his death, sometimes I really want to think that he just didn't care for me, so he didn't want to miss any opportunity to torture me." ”

Lord Zhang listened to his disrespectful words, and almost didn't come up in one breath.

In contrast, Song Yuchen seemed much calmer, and after he finished speaking calmly, his eyes moved slightly, "But Master Hou's illness is strange, strange and urgent." ”

Lord Zhang has never really controlled the uncertain temper and temperament of this highness, and at this moment he was a little confused by his endless words, but his tone was very peaceful, so that people could not taste the slightest deep charm, and he was not sure whether he had given birth to any new methods or was concerned about the condition of An Dinghou, who had never been at odds with him.

"However, the minister thinks that Lord Fang's opinion should represent part of Lord Hou's thoughts." Master Zhang grabbed his thoughts and didn't dare to let go, for fear that he would be led astray by him later, "What does the prince think, do you want to delay for a while-"

Song Yuchen bent his fingers and gently tapped on the small metal stove shell, and there was a crisp sound. He seemed to be a little cold suddenly, his figure fell slightly, his lips faded into a white sheet of paper at some point, and his eyebrows and eyes cut out by the knife entered the sideburns, wiping out a bit of a cold murderous aura with a smile.

In the obscure damp moisture, his indifferent voice fell lightly, "I think it's better to make an example of the chickens and monkeys as soon as possible." ”