Chapter 201: Whoever Loves to Be a Prince Should Go (49)

Dongfang Wuye is also very happy, which means that he has done a good deed, a great good deed.

The flooding in Jizhou has been eliminated, and the rest only needs to be taken care of by Wei Jin.

Dongfang Wuye has nothing to do here, which means that he can return to the court.

But Dongfang Wuye didn't want to go back, he felt that the significance of staying in Jizhou was far higher than staying in the palace.

Even if he was reluctant to do anything, he did not dare to disobey his father's will, and as soon as the flood was removed, he immediately returned to the palace.

On a sunny morning, Dongfang set off for no night and quietly left Jizhou.

This is what the royal brother told him, if he doesn't want to be too public, it's best to leave without anyone being prepared.

That's how the East Nevernight goes.

When Qiao Qiu was almost solved by the flood, he set off with his wife to return to the present.

As for Dongfang Wusheng, after playing with her for half a month, she kicked back to Jizhou to help, and now he has returned to the palace with Dongfang Wuye.

After Dongfang returned to the dynasty without night, the emperor and queen met one after another, and then the crown prince received the wind and washed the dust.

Qiao Qiu faded out of everyone's sight, but the influence of the crown prince still existed. Even if Dongfang Wuye is a rising star, it is impossible to shake the prince's status in people's minds in a short period of time.

According to the usual practice, Qiao Qiu set up a banquet to entertain the heroes this time.

At the banquet, the ministers who had already fallen to Dongfang Wuye were worried, afraid that the prince would deal with Dongfang Wuye and wear small shoes for Dongfang Wuye, after all, this time the emperor did not send the prince, and such a big credit was all taken by Dongfang Wuye alone.

If they knew that Qiao Qiu took the initiative to give it to Dongfang Wuye, they wouldn't be so worried.

It's a pity that they don't know, so Qiao Qiu is guarded against throughout the banquet.

On the contrary, it was Dongfang Wuye, who was the main owner, who trusted Qiao Qiuna, said nothing, talked about everything, and told her everything he saw and heard along the way, and he was still unfinished with it.

Qiao Qiu looked indifferent, except for occasionally echoing a few words from Dongfang Wuye, almost all of them were calm and relaxed, and they couldn't see their joy or anger.

The ministers sitting next to Dongfang Wuye were so anxious that they almost didn't go up to plug Dongfang Wuye's mouth.

They could only interrupt Dongfang Wuye's words as much as possible, but Dongfang Wuye was like not hearing the voice in their hearts, no matter how many times he interrupted, he could continue to speak accurately and unmistakably.

When the chicks return to the nest, the state of the adults in the family should not be too obvious.

After the ministers were glanced at by Qiao Qiu with a smile, they didn't dare to interrupt, and they all went to drink sullenly, tears flowed to their hearts.

Jiang is still old and spicy, and the person he wants to support is still a younger brother in front of the prince.

During the entire banquet, Qiao Qiu only poured a glass of Dongfang Wuye wine, and then asked people to change it for tea.

Dongfang Wuye didn't drink well, she always remembered.

And Dongfang Wuye, who felt his brother's care, became more and more energetic.

Dongfang Wusheng, who was eating slowly next to him, glanced at Dongfang Wuye with great disdain, and his expression was very inadequate.

Being cared for a pot of tea? He was allowed by the imperial brother to go to his Zhuangzi to play for many days, is he proud?

This meal was eaten for two hours before it was dispersed, and Dongfang Wuye thought of Murong Qing, so he left the palace directly and returned to the palace.

Murong Qing was looking forward to it at the gate of the palace early in the morning, and when he saw the sedan chair of Dongfang Wuye appearing at the turn of the street, Murong Qing's eyes lit up and he greeted him happily.

Dongfang Wuye got off the sedan chair and saw Murong Qing, seeing that she had lost a lot of weight, he touched her cheek distressedly, "Madam, you have lost weight." ”

Murong Qing held his hand and smiled softly: "The prince is fine, the concubine is fine." ”

Dongfang Wuye's heart moved, took her into his arms, and led her to the mansion, "Madam, let's go back to the house." ”

Murong Qing said as he walked: "By the way, Lord Wang, my father-in-law has been waiting for you for a long time." ”

……

In the palace hall, the atmosphere was frighteningly dull.

Murong Qing stood beside Dongfang Wuye, looking very embarrassed.

Dongfang Wuye and Cheng looked at each other, both sides were a little angry, and no one would let anyone.

In such an atmosphere, Murong Qing couldn't speak on this matter, and he was so anxious that he was about to smoke above his head.

"The prince really wants to miss this rare opportunity?"

"This king doesn't think this is any chance."

Dongfang Wuye's tone was cold to the extreme, he went out for a workout, and when he came back, the prince's momentum was also raised.

The prime minister didn't expect that just a trip to Jizhou would allow Dongfang Wuye to get such a workout. It's no longer as easy to handle as before, but if you miss this opportunity, you will definitely regret it for life.

"Lord Wang, I'm for your good, is it possible that with your ability, you are willing to be a minister for the rest of your life?"

"Does the prime minister know who gave this king's power? If it weren't for him, this king would have no chance to turn over in this life, let alone let the prime minister find out that this king still has the ability or something. Yes, this king was ambitious in the past, including now. But what this king wants, he will take it by fair means. This king is really glad that while he gave this king the ability, he also taught this king what conscience is. ”

Speaking of Qiao Qiu, Dongfang Wuye admired it with a face. In his heart, Qiao Qiu's status was higher than the throne.

If sitting on the throne is the Son of Heaven, then in the eyes of Dongfang Wuye, Qiao Qiu is a sage.

The existence of sages is faith, and whoever dares to move faith will be in a hurry with the East without night.

The prime minister was speechless, and he held back for a while before snorting coldly: "Do you think you can fight the prince with your own ability?" ”

"If I had been a few months ago, I would have been moved by your words, but now...... Oh, the Prime Minister, let's save your energy. After Dongfang Wuye finished speaking, his eyes were like torches, and he looked at the prime minister, "Prime Minister, this king respects you as your father-in-law, but you are not Qing'er's biological father after all, do you understand?" ”

The prime minister was shocked by his eyes, his pupils contracted, and the fingers holding the armrest tightened unconsciously.

……

In the East Palace, Qiao Qiu was leaning on the couch and eating melon seeds, and when she knocked a few bad ones in a row, she was impatient, and casually summoned a little eunuch to peel them for her.

Ji Xian held back a smile and reported to her what the prime minister said when he went to the palace and Dongfang Wuye today.

"I said why did the old man stop so much, it turned out that he was waiting for me here." Qiao Qiu sneered, "Lao Tzu is a relative to do his? Am I occupying his house, or am I tying his daughter? ”

"Master, image image." The smile on the corner of Ji Xian's mouth was almost uncontrollable.

"If you want to laugh, you can laugh, and if you suffocate this prince, you won't have a helper." Qiao Qiu glanced at him and said cheerfully.

Ji Xian didn't hold back when he heard her say this, lowered his head, shrugged his shoulders, and laughed out of a pig's voice.

Still, he smiled more restrainedly.

Qiao Qiu touched her chin and squinted, she had to tell her father in person about this matter, and whoever she replaced, she was a big crime of bullying the king.

。 Sogou