Feng Yuting looked at him with a charming look, "Lord Wang, at this time, you must be well aware of the situation in Western Xia. The purpose of coming to the palace to see the prince in person this time, the prince should also be very clear. After 12 years of hibernation, the time has come! ”

The last few words, loud and clear.

It sounds sonorous and powerful, and it really has a bit of momentum to prepare for accumulation.

Unfortunately, it was used in the wrong place.

When Yuwen Chenglian heard this, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Feng Yuting's eyes darker and darker, "Twelve years ago, when you found this king, this king was still an idle prince who had nothing, and now twelve years have passed in a blink of an eye. The landlord has helped the king a lot over the years. ”

Outsiders think that the owner of the second floor of the red-sleeved building is the real person in charge, and the owner of this building lives in a simple house all the year round, including Yu Wenchenglian, who also has this idea.

He was also more afraid of the second-floor master than Feng Yuting.

But if he knew that the second-floor master of the Red Sleeve Building was Ye Guifei Ye Haitang in the palace, I don't know how he would feel? If he knew that the person in front of him was more ruthless than Ye Haitang, she was even more frustrated and inhumane, I wonder if he would have a new understanding of her?

"The prince will be embarrassed to look at me like this." Being stared at by Yuwen Chenglian's gaze, Feng Yuting was shy and turned her face away, her cheeks slightly pink.

Yuwen Chenglian was lured by her coquettish voice, and a burst of heat suddenly surged in his lower abdomen, and his Adam's apple slid eagerly twice. His hand also touched Feng Yuting's body uncontrollably......

"Lord Wang, this seat has something important to discuss with you tonight." Feng Yuting avoided him quietly, and her face was still charming.

Yu Wencheng was still in a dream, staring at that face stupidly, and her voice was in his ears......

……

"Lord Wang!" The sound of ink dyeing exploded in Yuwen Chenglian's ears like thunder.

Without warning, he woke up from his fantasies, and still grabbed the letter with Feng Yuting's breath in his hand.

Last night, Feng Yuting, the owner of the red-sleeved building, came to see him and discussed his next move.

Half a month later, taking advantage of the opportunity of Ye Guifei to reopen the glazed pavilion as before, Yu Wenhe was introduced to hold a banquet in the palace. At that time, I will take this opportunity to join forces with him inside and out.

She had already come to the palace in person last night to explain the things that should be explained. Today, however, he sent for this letter.

And there are only five words on the letterhead -

"Do what you planned."

The words are like his people, he ordered to see the slender and enchanting beauty from the handwriting, and as soon as he closed his eyes, there was a scene in front of him: the beauty dipped in ink with a pen, and wrote the beautiful scenery on the paper.

These five words are to remind him that the beauty last night was not illusory, she really appeared in front of him, and even spent a night of spring supper with him.

Good, he'll go according to plan. It's a big plan he's been planning for years, how could he destroy himself?

If he wants to officially use the "quicksand" person, he must have strong strength in order to break through Miyagi and take down Yuwenhyuk!

"Lord Wang, can you hear the villain talking?" Seeing that Yu Wenchenglian's eyes were confused and obsessed, Mo Ran was obviously caught in his own thoughts and couldn't extricate himself, so he couldn't help but raise his voice.

Yuwen Chenglian glared at him coldly when he heard this, "What do you want to say?" ”

"Our pavilion master asked Mo Dye to return the token to the prince." Mo Dye said in a calm tone, bent down and bowed, and offered a token as black as iron in both hands.

"What do you say? The Lord of the Quicksand Pavilion actually refused the king's request! Yuwen Chenglian suddenly heard the news of Mo Ran's return, and was so angry that he slapped the case, and raised his hand to shake off the pitch-black token presented by Mo Ran.

Mo Ran quickly grabbed the token, put it on the table unhurriedly, and bowed his hand to Yuwen Chenglian without changing his face, "Lord Wang, you should remember that there was an agreement between you and the pavilion master. The head of my family said that this matter has exceeded the scope of his agreement with the prince. According to the contract signed at the beginning, the prince asked our 'quicksand' people to break through the city defense and enter the palace, and our pavilion master could refuse. ”

His tone was still calm, as calm as if he was not talking about rebellion and usurpation, but what to eat at noon today.

When Yuwen Chenglian heard this, his face was about to distort, "You mean to say that this king has funded you for so many years, giving you food and shelter, and now if you want you to do something, you will turn your face and deny people?!" ”

"Lord Wang, please calm your anger. The pavilion master has an explanation, if you have any doubts, you can go to him in person. The pavilion master is still in the old place, waiting for your visit. ”

After saying these words calmly, Mo Ran ignored Yuwen Chenglian's twisted and hideous face, and turned away.

Soon, a figure jumped out of the window, and in an instant, it disappeared cleanly.

Yuwen Chenglian watched the ink dye disappear, clenched his fists, and swept everything on the desk to the ground.

Damn "quicksand"! Damn quicksand pavilion master! It's just a white-eyed wolf who can't be raised, eating things inside and out!

With everything he has worked so hard to manage for so many years, is it possible that he will fall short because of this immature white-eyed wolf?!

No, by no means, he would never tolerate such a thing!

"Ji Zhong!" Yuwen Chenglian roared, "Come on, pass on Ji Zhong!" ”

The subordinates at the door didn't know what was going on in the study, but they didn't dare to slack off for a moment, and soon, Ji Zhong, a close confidant of Yuwen Chenglian, who lived in the palace, received an order to hurry over, and the "prince ......" saw a mess, and he was also startled.

"Lord Wang, what's going on? Whether anyone is wrong with the prince, this makes people search for assassins. ”

"No, there are no assassins!" Yuwen Chenglian interrupted his steps as he was about to leave, "Ji Zhong! You contact the Qiu family right away! Let the father and son of the Qiu family go to Taibai Building to see the king immediately! ”

Yuwen Chenglian roared angrily, for today's plan, it is to use the Qiu family.

And this is the last move he wants to take.

The family surnamed Qiu can't be sent with money, they are like a bottomless pit, insatiable and never satisfied! Money, power and fame, they want everything, where in the world is there such a cheap good thing!

Half an hour later, Yuwen Chenglian and the Qiu family father and son met in Taibai Building.

I don't know what we talked about, but we talked about it for an hour.

An hour later, Yuwen Chenglian, who had negotiated with the Qiu family's father and son to walk out of the Taibai Building, smashed his fist on the wall of the Taibai Building.

Sooner or later, he will definitely clean up this obstructive Qiu family!

Want that ugly woman of the Qiu family to be the queen of Woo Moon Hyuk? That's not easy. When Yu Wenhe gets off the stage, their family will also follow, and when the ugly woman of the Qiu family goes underground, maybe she will be able to be the queen of Yu Wenhe.

As for Situ Min, it's his!

The 100,000 taels of silver that Old Man Qiu wanted, hmph, should be regarded as a temporary deposit in their Qiu family first!

As long as the Qiu family can get the patrol camp for him, is he afraid that he won't be able to find the 100,000 taels of silver in the future. Qiu Shangshu, the dead old man, he just relied on his own as the secretary of the military department, happened to hold the lifeblood of the military department, and was the benefactor of Cai Quan of the patrol battalion, so he used this as a threat.

The surname Qiu had long wanted to use the patrol battalion as a threat, at that time he thought that the "quicksand" could be used by him, and he had been ignoring it, and now if it weren't for the treachery of the ungrateful subordinate of the quicksand pavilion master, he wouldn't have to pull down his face to beg this surnamed Qiu.

Yuwen Chenglian slammed the wall three times, and his anger quickly dissipated.

As long as he thinks that great things will be accomplished, he has an irrepressible impulse and joy in his heart.

How dare you people climb on the king's head! When this king steps on Yuwenhe and climbs to the throne, the day this king ascends the throne will be the death date of you people!

……

On the morning of the second day, after Yu Wenhe went to the early court, he changed his clothes, put on his hat, and rode straight to a small courtyard in the city.

It's not the first time he's been to the humble courtyard, and he's familiar with it. Dismounted outside the courtyard gate, knocked on the courtyard door, threw the reins to the subordinates, and strode into the courtyard.

The sun was scorching outside, but as soon as I stepped into the courtyard, there was a cool breeze, which was very fresh and pleasant.

Behind Yu Wenchenglian, the courtyard gate was quickly closed, as if no one had come at all.

The small courtyard is heavily guarded, with three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry, but Yuwen Chenglian walked all the way in and was unimpeded.

The master of the quicksand pavilion is really as Mo Ran said, waiting for Yuwen Chenglian to come, and he has already asked his subordinates to prepare tea and snacks.

The Lord of the Quicksand Pavilion was still dressed like the one Yu Wen Chenglian had seen in the past, dressed in pitch black from head to toe, with a mask on his face.

Yuwen Chenglian couldn't help but sneer, "It's a hot day, and the pavilion master is not afraid of realizing prickly heat." ”

"This doesn't bother the prince, this seat will not have prickly heat." The Lord of the Quicksand Pavilion said coldly, his attitude was even colder than before, "It's the prince, don't cover up the problem." ”

Yuwen Chenglian's face was not good-looking, he rudely pulled down the hat, and sneered, "The Tatar envoy has entered Beijing, and he has entered the palace to face the saint." ”

"Well, this seat is naturally clear about this, and everyone knows it when the Tatar envoy has been in Beijing for a long time. The Tatar female doctor Feng lived in the palace for eight days, and it is rumored that the female doctor Feng is young and beautiful, and she is a rare beauty, presumably the prince has also seen it. ”

As the quicksand pavilion master spoke, he seemed to glance at Yu Wenchenglian intentionally or unintentionally, which also meant a pun in his words.

Yuwen Chenglian felt that he had been seen through everything, and his face was hot, "This is the king's private matter." Today, the king came to see the lord of the pavilion because the lord of the pavilion rejected the king's affairs. ”

The Lord of the Quicksand Pavilion nodded to indicate that he understood, "The Xuanhuo Order has been returned, and the prince should still remember the agreement between us." ”

As he spoke, he stared at Yuwen Chenglian, and added: "At the beginning, I said that 'quicksand' can kill people in the world, but it doesn't kill people surnamed Yuwen." Today, this seat will not help you kill the emperor, and even if someone offers a sky-high price to kill the prince on another day, this seat will not agree. ”

"......" Yu Wencheng Lian surged to his mouth in one breath, and he forcibly held it back again.

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