What's going on?

How did the king come out like this?

When things go wrong, there must be demons, and many powerful ministers are secretly thinking in their hearts.

But the East Holy Sea has already begun.

"The story goes like this, a long time ago, in the capital of a small kingdom, there was a son who was particularly fond of flowers and grass."

"One day, this son met a singer and included the singer in his family as a concubine."

"But the good times didn't last long, one day, the singer died suddenly, and the boy who liked to mess with flowers and grass was disheartened and locked himself up for a long time, during which he never saw outsiders, even his parents."

"This! How do you feel that the story told by the king seems to be somewhat familiar! ”

Sneering Tian blinked, and began to wonder in his heart.

Leng Hua, who was kneeling on the ground, frowned slightly, not knowing what was going on with Dongshenghai.

As for the other ministers, they listened quietly.

"Later, the prince figured it out, and afterwards his heart changed a lot, not only did he restrain his bad habits, but he also became a powerful minister in the court."

Dong Shenghai continued, and after saying this, he looked at everyone and asked, "Why do you think this son has suddenly changed so completely?" ”

"Wechen thinks ......" The voice fell, and one of the ministers stood up and wanted to express his opinion.

Ran Dongshenghai waved his hand and stopped the other party in an instant, but looked at Leng Hua who was kneeling and said, "Leng Huaqing's family!" You can analyze it for this king. ”

Groov!

His heart skipped a beat, but Leng Hua's temperament was extremely tenacious, and he said: "Your Majesty thinks that it must be that son's unusual attention to that singer, so he will change his ways." ”

Listening to his answer, Dong Shenghai quickly tapped his fingers on the table, and suddenly raised his hand to gesture: "As a gentleman, if that son really attaches importance to that singer, why is he still messing with flowers and grass outside after including the singer in his wife's room?" ”

"This! Your Majesty doesn't know! ”

His face changed, and Leng Hua didn't know why he felt that Dong Shenghai's words meant something else.

"The king has an answer for you! In fact, the person who died was not the singer, but the son who liked to mess with flowers and grass, and the son afterwards was actually not the real son, but the singer pretended. Is it possible for the Qing family to think of this king's analysis? Dong Shenghai stared at Leng Hua and asked.

"This! Not impossible! Leng Hua replied.

"Good! Let's move on! Receiving this answer, Dong Shenghai continued: "Then why would this singer do this? ”

This time, no one took the initiative to stand up to answer this question, as a powerful minister, everyone can understand it, this story was specially told by Dong Shenghai to Leng Hua.

Even if Leng Hua was a fool, he also saw a hint of clues: "Maybe that singer loves that son very much, because of love and hatred." ”

Dong Shenghai leaned back slightly, pointed at Leng Hua and said: "This king has a different opinion, is there such a possibility, that singer has the intention to approach that son, for example, she may be a spy of the enemy country, in order to obtain information about other countries, so in this way to achieve her own goals." ”

"Your Majesty thinks this matter is unlikely!" Leng Hua became more and more nervous, but he tried to keep himself calm.

"Do you think it's unlikely, or do you think it's possible, but you won't admit it?"

"Your Majesty doesn't understand what the king means." Leng Hua bowed his hand and said.

"I don't understand! You should know the singer that this king is talking about! ”