Under Jun Chen's increasingly shocked gaze, Nong Zhou stated the facts in a light tone, and there was a hint of comfort in his words.

"It's not just that I can't get in, but now in the East Palace, no one can enter, and of course, the people inside can't get out."

Hearing Nong Zhou say this, Jun Chen restrained his emotions and the drunkenness that came up, and thought that he was calm: "She was grounded? ”

"It's not as simple as a grounding." Nong Zhou took a sip of the liquor and swallowed it before continuing: "To be more precise, you may be able to think that the current East Palace is just an empty shell. ”

Even if it is the crown prince, calculating the Jin An Emperor will have to pay a price.

In just a few hours, Emperor Jin An used thunderous means to empty the power in Qi Changrong's hands.

As for what will happen after that, no one knows.

Even if Emperor Jin An was taught by Nong Zhou, but this student was raised by the throne and was better than the blue, and even Nong Zhou couldn't figure out his decision.

A few simple words, the more Jun Chen listened, the more frightened he became.

Hearing the moment Qi Changrong was set in the air, he immediately began to plan in his mind how to get her out of trouble.

can think about it, except for a monarch, he has nothing else to rely on.

As for Junmen's interpersonal relationships, they have become a mess because of his neglect for many years, and he can't figure it out, and he can't help anyone if he wants to find a helper.

Jun Chen raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, he had a headache, and he could hardly hold back the irritability in his heart anymore.

In the end, faced with the death situation in front of him, he had to turn to the old man in front of him for help.

"Emperor, what can I do to solve the dilemma in front of me?"

"Simple." Nong Zhou took a slow sip of wine, filled another glass, and said unhurriedly: "I have a few questions I want to ask you, if you are willing to answer truthfully, I will ......"

This time, before he could finish speaking, Junchen interrupted him: "Don't answer." ”

The simple three words made the corners of Nong Zhou's mouth freeze with a smug smile.

"I believe in the Prince." Countless emotions surged in Jun Chen's eyes, but he was suppressed again, glanced at Nong Zhou with great disgust, and tilted his head slightly: "So, don't try to trick me." ”

Nong Zhou: "......"

He was a little suspicious that the current Junchen and the Junchen just now were not the same person.

One moment he was still anxious, but the next he was completely calm.

Seeing that he was about to jump into the trap he had prepared for him, he suddenly changed his appearance......

Why is that?

Even if Nong Zhou wanted to break his head, he couldn't imagine that Junchen had changed so much before and after drinking because of before and after drinking.

Nong Zhou was a little aggrieved, endured and endured, and asked one more question: "Do you believe in the prince?" ”

Jun Chen nodded without hesitation: "I believe it." ”

Nong Zhou's expression was distorted, and now he said it so decisively, why did he have to make an expression that the sky had fallen before?!

"Why?" Nong Zhou asked dryly.

"Because she wants me to believe it." Jun Chen's voice became lower and lower, and people became more and more confused: "Before, I didn't believe it, but now...... I believe her. ”

Not long ago, in order to gain his trust, Qi Changrong spent a lot of effort, and even made a lot of unpleasantness, but he couldn't fully believe it if he had doubts.

But now he figured out that if she had done so much just to make him believe, then he would have believed.

Since she said it would be fine, he believed her.

After a long while, Nong Zhou wanted to continue to say a few words, but saw Junchen's head hanging down, lying directly on the table, and he fell asleep like this.

In an instant, Nong Zhou opened his mouth slightly with a smile, his eyes fell on the wine jug in his hand, and he suddenly had an illusion-

This Jun Da General, could it be drunk?

Looking at the food that was barely touched in front of him, Nong Zhou sighed,

Come on, it looks like he's worked in vain.

Now, he didn't want to dig any secrets from Jun Chen's mouth.

Originally, he wanted to set a set of Junchen's words, for example, what did he use to tie up the prince, so that the prince would do everything to fight against the royal family for the sake of the monarch?

After a while, Nong Zhou packed up everything, took a deep look at Junchen, and turned around to leave with the food box.

After the sound of the lock came, Junchen, who was 'asleep', suddenly opened his eyes, and there was still half a bit of tiredness in his eyes.

He just didn't want to deal with an old fox who had become a spirit.

Emperor Nong Zhou is by no means in vain.

In front of this person, he will always have a sense of crisis that has been seen through, and the more he talks to him, the more news he is afraid will be revealed.

He wasn't sure if Nong Zhou knew Qi Changrong's true identity, and he didn't dare to bet on this secret that would lose his head, so he could only keep his mouth shut.

Now, he only hopes that everything will be as Qi Changrong once said - there will be no big problem.

……

The news of the crown prince's confinement in the East Palace spread to every corner of Shangjing at an unprecedented speed, but few people knew why she was grounded.

When the news reached Yang's mansion, Yang Yishu was discussing with Han Zhengting in the study, talking about the rumors that are now spreading in Beijing.

When he learned that Qi Changrong was grounded, Yang Yishu settled down several doubts, and said to Han Zhengting: "Prince, you are designing to win over the monarch's mansion." ”

Han Zhengting wrinkled his eyebrows: "Then the adults think that the prince can succeed?" ”

"She's made it." Yang Yishu sorted out his thoughts unhurriedly, and after a pause, continued: "From the moment she stood up for the Jun family, no matter what the result was, she had already succeeded. ”

Han Zhengting was a little surprised: "For the sake of the little Jun family, offending the emperor, is it really worth it for the prince?" ”

Hearing this, Yang Yishu sighed: "I don't know what the prince thinks, what we should think about now is how to act in the future." ”

"What do you mean by ......" Han Zhengting was slightly stunned and asked softly, "Want to abandon the prince?" ”

It's no wonder that Han Zhengting asked this question.

With Yang Yishu's consistent style, he has always been powerful and down, and now the prince is angry with the emperor and is disliked, and he will not gain power again in a short time.

In this case, it is natural that those who support the princelings should think more and act,

Do you want to continue, or do you choose another way?

Yang Yishu smiled, raised his eyebrows and said: "The emperor only has one son, the crown prince, tell me, why give it up?" ”

No matter how much trouble is made now, as long as there is no other heir to the royal family, it is impossible for Emperor Jin An to completely abandon the crown prince.

Since Emperor Jin An is reluctant, why should he give up?

Han Zhengting frowned, completely unaware of what kind of medicine was sold in Yang Yishu's gourd: "Then what do you ......mean?"

"The prince is weak, so we have to temporarily regain the edge." Yang Yishu squinted his eyes, as if he had finally made an important decision, and said softly: "So, we are going to shake hands with Taishi Jiang for the time being." ”

“……”

Han Zhengting opened his mouth, and after understanding what Yang Yishu meant, he was speechless in vain.

As we all know, the Yang family and the Jiang family have a very ugly quarrel in private, whether it is in the court or in other aspects, almost to the point where either you die or I live.

After a year of trouble, the two sides suffered heavy losses, Yang Yishu shook hands lightly, can he act as if nothing happened?

Presumably, even if the Yang family withdraws, Taishi Jiang may not be willing to let go of the Yang family.

Han Zhengting was in a state of confusion, but Yang Yishu said he would do it, and after a pillar of incense, he wrote a 'peace talk' and handed it to Han Zhengting.

I didn't even think about it carefully.

"You send a trustworthy person to send it to Jiang's mansion, and when Jiang Bowen sees it, he will understand."

Han Zhengting hesitated for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and asked, "Taifu, if Taishi is unwilling to accept your handshake and peace, what should you do?" ”

Yang Yishu clenched the letter paper on his fingertips and sneered: "If he has to die, my Yang family will not be afraid." ”

After receiving the answer, Han Zhengting's tense heartstrings loosened slightly.

If Yang Yishu made up his mind to negotiate peace with the Jiang family, even if he did not hesitate to be put forward unreasonable demands, then he would have to reconsider the Han family's retreat.

Fortunately, although Yang Yishu's interests are paramount, he is not a soft bone that will be pinched and flattened by others.

Finally, there was a little bit of blood.

Thinking of this, Han Zhengting no longer hesitated, reached out and took the letter, arched his hand to Yang Yishu, and then turned to leave.

Half an hour later, Chiang's house.

The two carriages met in front of the mansion.

Because he saw the royal logo hanging in front of the carriage opposite, Han Zhengting thought about it for a while, and then knew who was on the other side.

Sitting in the carriage should be the twelve princesses and the twelve horses.

Hearing that Jiang Taishi's only son has not had a good temper since he broke his leg, because he has a request for others and is afraid of accidents, Han Zhengting hurriedly ordered the coachman to avoid it and let the opposite side go first.

Sure enough, when the carriage on the opposite side stopped, the twelve princesses Qi Zihuan, who was combing the woman's bun, walked down with the support of the maidservant.

Then, Qi Zihuan stretched out his hand to the carriage, as if to say something.

A moment later, Jiang You sat in a wheelchair, slowly turning the wooden wheel with one hand, and appeared on the car board.

His face was very pale, and there was a gloom between his eyebrows, and when he looked at people, the coldness in his eyes almost made people frostbite.

Now he is no longer the bright boy he was before.

Seeing that he was finally no longer stubborn and willing to take this step, Qi Zihuan breathed a sigh of relief, took a step back, and ordered the two little guys to lift him off the carriage.

After doing all this, Qi Zihuan waved his hand and pushed everyone away, personally pushed the wheelchair behind him, and said while pushing: "I'll see my father later, don't talk back to him anymore, my father is also very uncomfortable." ”

"Shut up." As soon as Qi Zihuan finished speaking, Jiang You didn't give her a chance to say a second sentence, and said coldly: "It's annoying." ”

The servants who were waiting were as quiet as chickens.

A trace of embarrassment crossed Qi Zi's face.

Hearing this, the smile on Qi Zihuan's face stiffened slightly, she took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it, not taking his bad attitude to heart.

She knew very well how big the blow of the broken leg was to Jiang You, and everyone was taking pity on him, waiting to see his jokes, but she couldn't.

They are husband and wife, and husband and wife are one.

Hurting Jiang You is hurting her.

If someone wants to see Jiang You's jokes and wants to hurt Jiang You, then she will definitely turn that person into a joke first, so that person has no chance to hurt Jiang You again.