Xing Zheng's heart tightened, worried, frowned at him, and said seriously: "The current situation is unclear, Your Highness must not mess with yourself, although the second prince is a son-in-law, he is congenitally insufficient, besides, the second prince has lived in the mansion for a long time, even if he is out of the mansion, if he wants to sit on the throne, it is not an overnight thing, His Royal Highness is angry, I believe that he can't fight His Highness." ”

Nangong Shuo's face softened slightly, and he nodded slightly with his hands behind his back.

Who would have thought that the Internal Affairs Office suddenly came with a holy decree, saying that His Majesty ordered him to transfer the power of the Dali Temple Prison to Prince Rong, and at this time, Nangong Shuo really couldn't sit still.

As soon as the head of the Internal Affairs Office left, Nangong Shuo was furious again, "What does this mean by the old thing?" Have you begun to take back power from the king? It was handed over to Nangong Yong, and he was angry with the king. ”

"Oh no, Your Highness." Xing Zheng was startled and stared at him with wide eyes.

"What's wrong again?" Nangong Shuo glanced at him impatiently.

"Has Your Highness forgotten who is being detained in this Dali Temple?" Xingzheng reminded.

Nangong Shuo was stunned for a moment, suddenly thought of something, his pupils dilated in shock, and he turned his head to look at him, "Zhao Zibi." ”

Xing Zheng nodded vigorously.

"It's over, this king finally put Zhao Zibi, an old treacherous and cunning thing, into the prison, he is going to be beheaded after the autumn, and now Nangong Yong was suddenly canonized, and now he has taken over the authority of Dali Temple, will he save Zhao Zibi from the prison?" Nangong Shuo became worried and scared.

"Your Highness, what should I do now?" Xing Zheng frowned.

"Zhao Zibi must not be allowed to walk out of Dali Temple alive, and he must not be allowed to make a comeback." Nangong Shuo clenched his fists and said thoughtfully.

…

Nangong Yong came to the prison of Dali Temple in a gorgeous Jiaozi and went straight to Zhao Zibi's cell.

"Uncle." Nangong Yong ordered someone to open the cell and quickly walked in.

Looking at his nephew in a gorgeous robe, Zhao Zibi looked relieved, grabbed his arm and said excitedly: "Yong'er has finally taken this step." ”

"Uncle rest assured, this king will not let my uncle stay in the cell and suffer, my uncle will be wronged for a few days, and this king will definitely let my uncle walk out of Dali Temple in the name of righteousness." Nangong Yong said seriously.

Who knows, Zhao Zibi shook his head and reminded: "No, now Yong'er has just been canonized, and she is already on the cusp, how many pairs of eyes are staring, don't be in a hurry, so as not to arouse suspicion." ”

"Uncle is old, how can he withstand the pain of prison." Nangong Yongdao.

"Those who become big things must be able to endure what ordinary people can't bear, what is the disaster of imprisonment, what Yong'er has to do now is to stabilize his power, you know, our next road is not smooth." Zhao Zibi reminded.

Nangong Yong frowned slightly, "The sixth brother is not enough to be troubled, wait a few days, get rid of him." ”

"Don't be in a hurry, Your Highness the Sixth must stay until the last step, otherwise it will definitely arouse suspicion." Zhao Zibi said.

Nangong Yong thought thoughtfully, "What my uncle said is reasonable, but this king is reckless." This king has lived in the mansion for a long time, and he was suddenly canonized as Prince Rong, which has caused a lot of discussion among the courtiers, if you can't wait to get rid of the sixth brother, I'm afraid it will be ......"

Who knows, before he could finish speaking, Nangong Shuo's voice came from outside the cell, and the two hurriedly shut up.

"The second brother is filial, and he came to visit Uncle Guo as soon as possible." Nangong Shuo walked into the cell with his hands behind his back, and looked at Nangong Yong with an evil smile, not salty or indifferent.

Nangong Yong sneered, "Which gust of wind blew the sixth brother here?" ”

"This king originally wanted to go to the second brother's mansion to hand over the authority of Dali Temple, but when he heard that the second brother came to Dali Temple Prison, he followed, and happened to come to visit Uncle Guo." Nangong Shuo is not salty or indifferent.

Zhao Zibi took a deep breath and frowned slightly.

Nangong Yong turned his head to look at him and chuckled: "The sixth brother is idle, just send the affairs directly to this king's mansion, why bother to go in person." ”

"Okay, this king doesn't like to beat around the bush......" Nangong Shuo looked at him, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint sneer, "This king doesn't know what tricks the second brother has played to make his father and emperor favor the second brother like this for a while, but this king is not a vegetarian, and the second brother had better not fight this king's idea!" ”

Nangong Yong was stunned for a moment, and then chuckled: "It's not that you and my brothers can't understand the intention of the father, the father wants to balance the court situation, so he supported the king, and the king was also a little flattered for a while, how could it be the king's mind?" All of this is just the intention of my father. ”

"As soon as Xue Guifei died, her father's temperament changed greatly, first canonized the second brother as Prince Rong, and then handed over Dali Temple to the second brother, as if all good things were on the head of the second brother, which is a bit too coincidental." Nangong Shuo looked at him intently, as if he wanted to see through his whole person.

"My father's beloved concubine drowned, and my father was naturally uncomfortable, and it was not impossible for his temperament to change greatly. Besides, the father and the emperor favor the king, so naturally there is the intention of the father, how can the king speculate. Nangong Yong put his hands behind his back, not salty or indifferent.

"If this king is not mistaken, this Xue Guifei used to be a chess piece of the second brother, but now that the chess pieces are gone, the second brother has smooth official luck, this matter is really weird." Nangong Shuo looked at him and said in a speechless manner.

Nangong Yong's heart tightened, turned his head and glanced at Zhao Zibi, then looked at Nangong Shuo, no longer pretended, and warned sharply: "The sixth brother had better be restrained, you and I can live in peace, if the sixth brother doesn't know the current affairs, I'm afraid this brother won't have to do it!" ”

"Brother?" Nangong Shuo suddenly felt a little funny, looked at him with a smile, and said sentence by sentence: "Although they are the same father, they are half-mothers, second brother, don't joke anymore, we all have our own purposes, not all for the golden dragon chair, why should the second brother say some high-sounding excuses, it is very hypocritical." ”

"You ......" Nangong Yong's face was a little pale, he looked at him, tried to calm his emotions, and then chuckled: "Sixth brother, don't forget, we used to be a cooperative relationship, and the stumbling block in front of us has not been removed, so we must not start infighting." ”

"The fifth brother is imprisoned, the seventh brother is already a fugitive from the court, and now the thorn in the eye of this king is the second brother." Nangong Shuo said without hesitation.

Seeing him so straightforward, Nangong Yong naturally knew that he couldn't talk to him at all, so he no longer cared, and snorted coldly: "Then let's see, don't regret it, sixth brother." ”

"Although this king doesn't know what method the second brother used to make his father favor the second brother like this, but this king is not a vegetarian, if the second brother wants to get rid of this king, it is a big deal that this king and the second brother will die together." Nangong Shuo sneered.

"Jokes, just you? Where does the capital come from? Nangong Yong sneered and said disdainfully.

"Xue Guifei's family is still in the hands of this king." Nangong Shuo suddenly spoke, and said in a slow tone.

Nangong Yong and Zhao Zibi's pupils dilated, glanced at each other, and then stared at him with big eyes and shock.

"Xue Guifei is dead, what's the use of you keeping his family?" Nangong Yong's heart was pounding, and he frowned.

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