["I'm wondering if the mouse will pretend to be a cat?"]

Capital, Zongzheng Temple.

As the department that manages the affairs of the royal family, it is often a place that people with bad intentions like to visit. It is strange to say that the blood relationship of the royal family, the distance and the proximity, are determined by this small place, as if they have to be recorded on the spectrum before they can be regarded as royal relatives.

Princess Tilting felt that this was ridiculous, but she did not come to discuss whether Zongzheng Temple was reasonable.

Even if he wears simple casual clothes, his temperament still can't be hidden. She easily walked through countless long and straight corridors and saw Zong Zhengqing's flat beam diagram.

The flat beam diagram is flipping through the score to verify the contents.

There were no large-scale rituals in these months, and it was the "off-season" of Zongzheng Temple, so his life was dull and repetitive, and he did the same work every day, which dulled his brain a lot.

He was bloated, like a fat-headed toad with big ears compared to the slender princess, and his slightly bulging eyes were very smooth, the whites of the eyes were mostly obtrusive, and they were even more conspicuous in the daytime, coupled with the lazy gaze that made people feel that he had died in his seat.

He had thick arms, the loose fat on his fingers was clumped, and his index finger and thumb were twisted into the corners of the score, intending to turn the page. Hearing the footsteps coming from a distance, he immediately stopped what he was doing.

"I didn't know that His Highness was coming today, and I missed the welcome. ”

After seeing the princess, Bian Liangtu immediately stood up, and the fat hanging on his body shook as if it was about to overflow.

"Zong Zhengqing," as soon as the princess spoke, the whole atmosphere became tense, "Don't come unharmed." ”

Bian Liangtu didn't understand the princess's intentions, he secretly speculated, and said, "Your Highness is too." ”

"Recently, a few rats have appeared in the lonely palace," the princess wandered around the room with small steps, her tone so calm that there were no fluctuations, "Zong Zhengqing has any way to get rid of rats?"

"Your Highness may have been mistaken. ”

"What did you see wrong?"

"Maybe not rats. ”

"What's that?"

"It's a cat that catches mice for His Highness. ”

The corners of the princess's mouth rose: "So, there are still rats hiding in the corner." ”

"Not really," Bian Liangtu said calmly, "Your Highness knows that 'planning for a rainy day' and raising a few more cats is nothing bad." ”

The princess sat down before him, her bewitching eyes staring at him. Bian Liangtu is over sixty years old, and he is rarely moved by the love of his children, but in the face of the princess, he can't help but think about it.

He narrowed his eyes, trying not to make eye contact with her.

"I heard that a strange incident occurred in the north of the capital a few days ago," she smiled, "that there was a fool who thought he was a pig, and he slept in a pigsty at night, and was eaten by the pig as food." ”

Bian Liangtu shook his head slowly, he knew that this was just a boring story made up by the public.

"Lonely wondering, will the mouse pretend to be a cat?"

"Presumably, a mouse pretending to be a cat will not end up much better than a fool. ”

"It's for the best. The princess said, "It's just time, and it's been a long time since I've eaten with you." ”

Bian Liang Tu saluted: "Your Highness Xie." ”

He slowly followed the princess, wondering what she was here for.

Three years ago, he relied on superb political means to make the princess stand out in the struggle for imperial power, and supported her to become the actual ruler of today's situation - but this is not Bian Liangtu's real plan, he thought that the princess, like the little emperor, could only become a puppet at the mercy of others, but when the princess held power, he kicked him away, and he only then reacted that Princess Tinglian's city was far beyond his cognition.

But he didn't give up, since he can support the princess to the throne, he can also make the princess doomed.

The wise princess is also aware of his danger and is trying to get rid of him.

As far as Bian Liangtu knew, the princess had sent Chen Jian, a member of the Gonglian team, a month ago, which made him extra vigilant. Gong Lian's team is the princess's most loyal henchmen, and leaving Beijing at such a time is mostly for his business.

Chen Jian's next destination confirmed his idea - Chen Jian was in Wudang Mountain, and there, it is likely that there was a phonograph urn where he stored his conversation with Zhang Shenghan.

Bian Liangtu's head spun quickly, thinking to himself that this was not a Hongmen banquet, or was it just a temptation by the princess to him?

In any case, he must concentrate on what follows, and it is a matter of life and reputation.