"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Wang Ji snorted softly, and his face turned blue: "My father just can't help him for the time being, at most within four years, my father must make him look good!"

But when he thought about it four years later, Ye Lingxue estimated that the children had already given birth to a bunch of children, and he felt depressed again, and his heart was like ashes.

This infatuation seems destined to be fruitless. He knew Miss Ye Si's temperament, even if he killed Ying Chong, Ye Lingxue would not choose to remarry.

But he didn't think that Ying Chong would die in four years. Just looking at the response of the guy from Brushing Mountain this time, it can be seen that this son doesn't care about Yuan Ji Dan at all.

Seeing this, Wei Lingsha didn't say anything to ridicule and attack this person anymore, but her eyes rolled slightly, thinking of a character like Ying Chong, no matter what, she had to see it.

- It must be a hero who is not inferior to her husband, or even better!

Wang Ji didn't realize that his concubine's mind was different, and he asked weakly: "How is the luggage prepared?"

This is to divert the topic, he doesn't plan to talk about Ye Si, this is the scar in his heart.

"I heard from the housekeeper that it's almost there, two days at most. ”

Over there, Wei Lingsha also replied casually: "Anyway, are you really going back to Xiangyang? ”

"If you don't go back in disgrace, do you still want to stay in the court and be ridiculed and watched?"

Wang Ji still didn't notice the difference, and his expression was still depressed: "Instead of standing in the light and being targeted by him, it is better to hide in the dark and wait for the opportunity,"

He can be regarded as seeing through, as long as he is still in Xianyang for a day, that guy will never give up calculating himself and the Xiangyang Wang family.

At this time, a trace of essence flashed in Wang Ji's eyes. I thought to myself, junior brother, this time the festival between the two of us was not so easy to end.

Returning to Xiangyang does not mean that he is a king and admits defeat.

The current Yingchong has few flaws, and Anguofu is small and strong, and it is difficult to really shake it. Although it is not impossible to start, it is difficult to shake the foundation of Yingchong, so now the time has not come.

A truly good hunter will have enough patience to wait for the time to kill his prey.

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At the same time, the eastern part of the city Li Vice Capital Imperial History Mansion. The night was getting darker, but the city was still raining heavily.

When Li Zhechun walked down from the carriage in a happy mood, he found that at the door, there was a rich figure that he was very familiar with, standing on the top of the five steps.

The man was dressed in a golden robe, and his status was indescribable. But at this moment, he didn't go into the house to hide, just covered with a coat and standing outside the door in the rain. It wasn't until he arrived that he looked down with a slight disgrace.

There were few attendants around, only a few guards with knives, but his body was as if it were made of fine iron in the heavy rain, and he was motionless.

"Lord Wang?"

Li Zhechun was slightly surprised, hurriedly stepped forward to pay respects, and then swept around with anger in his eyes: "You people, how did you become slaves? Why don't you know how to bring His Highness into the mansion?"

The surrounding housekeepers and porters and many other slaves were speechless when they heard the words, and a few of them wanted to explain, but they were forced by Li Zhechun's fierce gaze and did not dare to speak.

"It's none of their business, it's the widow who insists on waiting for you here. ”

King Fu's voice was slightly cold: "This king came to you today to ask only one thing. Who made you take matters into your own hands, detain Na Ying and let him go to prison, and torture him for no reason?"

When Li Zhechun heard this, he felt ignorant for a while.

A few days before the court meeting, he had specially asked King Fu for instructions. At that time, King Fu was silent and noncommittal, and he came to the conclusion based on his previous experience, and thought that this person had acquiesced-

Secretly feeling strange and bad in his heart, Li Zhechun made a little planning before he cautiously replied: "That day, the official asked His Highness for instructions, but he didn't get a reply from His Highness, so he made his own opinion. ”

But the next moment Li Zhechun's words fell, there was a crisp and heavy sound of 'pop' on his face. But this is just the beginning, immediately after that, King Fu is the second palm fan.

At this time, Li Zhechun could react, but he didn't dare to resist, so he could only let King Fu beat him hard. Although the latter's body is fat, his movements are powerful and agile, and he has slapped forty times in a row, which does not take more than half a moment, and he has not gasped.

It wasn't until Li Zhechun's face was swollen and blood overflowed from the corners of his lips that it stopped.

After stopping, King Fu glanced at this one coldly, and then took out a brocade handkerchief to wipe his hands. Just now, he exerted a lot of force, and there was a lot of spittle and blood on his hands, which made him quite nauseous.

And the next voice was also slow: "Do you know why I hit you today?

Li Zhechun was watched by many of his own slaves in front of the door, only to feel that his face was gone, and he wanted to burrow into the ground. Fortunately, it was already night, and when the curfew was approaching, there were not many pedestrians on the streets.

But presumably by the next day, this thing will definitely spread throughout Xianyang.

"Your Highness, these slaps are for An Guogong to see?"

Li Zhechun took a deep breath and was rarely smart. In fact, the only thing he can think of now is this: "Is Your Highness scolding your officials too heavily and avenging their revenge?"

"Well, it's not too stupid, you need to remember this king, this is saving your life. ”

King Fu snorted coldly, but he was a little helpless: "Aren't you curious, why is this king like this? In this battle of Gufeng Mountain, Yingchong won a great victory, and more than 20 heavenly positions of the Wuyang Ying clan were completely wiped out, and Yingwei fell to death. And there is another Jianghu force, and the loss is even better than the Ying family. And the top and bottom of Anguo Mansion were almost unscathed. ”

Li Zhechun was almost stunned, and looked at King Fu in disbelief. He felt in his heart that this was a nightmare, but the pain on his face could not be faked, and he knew that the news that came out of the mouth of the person opposite was definitely true and did not allow him to doubt it.

"But Your Highness, but—"

"But what? You want to ask, even then, there is no need to beat you in public, do you?"

King Fu threw the blood-stained handkerchief aside: "In the past two days, the price of grain in Xianyang City has risen by one percent. And that's just around Xianyang. ”

Li Zhechun was puzzled for a moment and frowned. He couldn't understand what the rise in food prices in Xianyang City had to do with being beaten?

"I don't understand, yes, if it weren't for the fact that this king is unavailable, how could I use you idiot!"

King Fu laughed, and then without any intention of staying, he walked straight to the palace car he parked not far away: "The affairs of the Baili family, don't interfere in the future, it's better to get out as soon as possible." Although it is impossible to determine now, the money that their family bribed you must be put aside as soon as possible! Whether it is returned or donated, even if it is thrown in front of Dali Temple. Otherwise, even this king will not be able to save your life! Besides, if you are prepared, you will be infected with a commotion this time, and it will be difficult to get out no matter what. If you are unlucky, the banks of the Yangjiang River in the north have really reached that point. So with Yingchong's temperament, if you don't get angry enough on you, you will never stop, how you treat Yingfang Crane now, how he will treat you in the future, and you will have to have a hard time. The Right Metropolitan Procuratorate also took advantage of this time to arrange as soon as possible, and I am afraid that your position will not be able to be kept at that time. It only depends on whether he can finally dissipate his anger and allow you to move to another position.

When he said this, King Fu was already sitting in the car, and looked at Li Zhechun coldly through the window: "Now you and I had better pray! Pray that this heavy rain in the north will stop." What those dikes in Yangjiang look like, you, as the right vice-xian, know better than me. The reason why they are all safe and sound now is because of the legacy of Li Chun, the former governor of the river. The hundred-mile long-term rest guy is too presumptuous, and his hand is stretched out too much, even if there is no danger this time, he will be wrathed. ”

This one came abruptly, and when he went, he was also neat, and he didn't care about Li Zhechun's retention at all.

And when this convoy left, Li Zhechun didn't care about his bruised and swollen face, and stood alone in the rain, only to feel chills all over his body, and cold sweat on his forehead.

He already understood a little, thinking that if this rain didn't stop, he was afraid that this would never be him, and if he knelt down to Yingchong again, he would be able to solve it.

-- Is it true that the great floods in the north have been all right? Haven't they been fine for the first ten years? How can this be? )