Wan Heng opened his mouth, he was a little confused, and he spoke in a daze.

Teaching the prince is not effective, forming a party for personal gain, and losing honor in front of the palace, all of these piles are big crimes that scare people to death, and the derogation is light, how can it just be a punishment.

Jiang Shen has been an official for decades, a very popular minister, and his protégés are all over the place, as if he is short of money?

Wang Cong frowned, he is different from the general people who don't read much, he is active, good at vertical and horizontal planning, hearing Yuan Zhengrong's words, he understood in an instant, and said with a smile: "The sage's beating is really wonderful, Jiang Shen will not move in the future, if he moves, there is no seizure today, he will have a seizure every day, thunder and anger, but it is enough for Jiang Shen and the King of Han to suffer, but in the end, the saint is still back to protect the King of Han and favor Jiang Shen, this time he did not severely punish Jiang Shen, If it had been someone else, I was afraid that I would have been beaten out a long time ago. ”

Yuan Zhengrong smiled: "Jiang Shen relied on his old qualifications and won the favor of the saint, and repeatedly defended the king of Han in the court, contradicting the saint, the saint had pleaded with Jiang Shen so harshly, this application was such a serious crime, although there was no heavy punishment, but there was already a gap in his heart, and it was not easy for the king of Han to think of revenge." ”

Wang Cong clenched his fists and knocked on the food table heavily: "It's just that it's not easy to recover, but it's not enough, you have to ask King Han to make the trouble bigger, so that he has no hope of recovery." ”

"Yes, that's the way it goes." Yuan Zhengrong showed a faint smile and continued to whisper: "Jingli will also create some momentum, continue to force Jiang Shen's faction to mess up, and the more he does it, the more wrong it becomes." ”

Wang Cong nodded: "Jiang Shen and King Han rely on each other, and they will never stop easily." ”

Wan Heng is not a person in the officialdom, this hook is in a fog for him, but he understands one thing, as long as the King of Han falls and Jiang Shen falls, he will have great benefits, he smiled, and the flesh on his face squeezed his eyes.

Yuan Zhengrong turned his head to Wan Heng and continued: "There is one more thing for you to do. ”

Wan Heng's expression froze, and he said solemnly: "Your Excellency, you say." ”

Yuan Zhengrong knocked on the food case: "Han Changdu, the Department of Internal Guard, is coming, although I don't know how many people he brought and when he came, but he is here for the case of the loss of the silver and the change of defense map, let your people withdraw from Dunhuang first and go to Gaochang for temporary refuge." ”

Wan Heng's expression froze for a moment, and he became solemn: "My lord, we can't even find the bones of those people, and the outsiders of the Internal Security Division can't find it." ”

Yuan Zhengrong shook his head: "That's not necessarily, don't underestimate this Young Envoy Han, he has a lot of means." ”

Wan Heng smiled disapprenosingly: "My lord, such a family son, except for being able to study to death, can't even flatter, what means can he have." ”

Yuan Zhengrong had a straight face: "Quickly dissipate your stupid thoughts, Han Changdu, the son of this family, is different from other families, he is the only king with a different surname in this dynasty, the eldest son of King Han." ”

Wan Heng snorted and took a sip of wine.

"Big, my lord, you didn't tease me, King Han's eldest son, ran to be an internal guard, did he have a bad brain." Wan Heng stumbled in surprise.

Yuan Zhengrong didn't know what Han Changdui thought, and he didn't plan to think about it, his father didn't stop him, he was thinking about something.

He only said with a serious face: "In short, you must know that Han Changdui should not be underestimated, you must act more cautiously, and you can't ask him to find out anything wrong." ”

"And." Wang Cong coughed lightly and said, "Han Changdui was recommended by King Qin, and the news came from the capital, so he could only obstruct it, not hurt anyone, especially not Han Changdui." ”

Yuan Zhengrong sighed, very worried: "Han Changdui and King Han are cousins, but King Qin is also blue-eyed to him, such a person can't be killed, if he is allowed to grow, I'm afraid that he will raise tigers." ”

Wang Cong smiled: "The greater Han Changdu's power, the greater the credit, the more jealous the saint's talent will be of the King of Han, the time has come, and then take advantage of the situation, the complete fall of the King of Han will only be sooner or later." ”

Yuan Zhengrong looked at Wang Cong appreciatively, nodded again and again and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, Deputy Lieutenant Wang, you are so scheming, only being a small lieutenant, it is really condescending." ”

Wang Cong took a sip of wine disapprovingly and smiled: "It's nothing to be an lieutenant now, he will be determined every day, and Lord Yuan will bring one or two, and I will have a bright future." ”

Yuan Zhengrong and Wang Cong looked at each other and smiled, both of which had special meanings.

After drinking to the fullest, Wan Heng's housekeeper also arranged the stay, and the Silla maid helped Yuan Zhengrong and Wang Cong to the guest room at the back.

This house is deep and secluded, the winding corridor, the flowers and trees are very orderly, there is no lamp in the four places, and the lantern in the hand of the little maid can only be illuminated and guided.

When I walked to the welcoming building at the back, I just saw the glazed arch full of colored satin and lanterns, and heard a crackling sound inside, mixed with the screams of a woman in sharp fright.

Yuan Zhengrong and the three of them looked at each other, hurriedly walked to the middle of the building, and saw that in a spacious guest room on the first floor, the food table collapsed, the wine and food were scattered all over the floor, and the side of Hu's bed sighed and vomited filth, staining the snow-white fox fur messy.

Several Silla maids had their hair in a bun, their clothes half-faded and fell to the ground, some of them were wounded, and the blood was flowing onto the fox's skin, and some of them were beaten and swollen in the face, and there was no trace of flowers and moonlight.

Mu Chun was wrapped in a felt blanket, revealing a sleek leg, holding a large copper vase in his hand, drunken eyes, his eyes were scattered and directionless, and his mouth kept muttering vaguely.

"You, you dare to snub me."

"Do you know Lao Tzu, who Lao Tzu is?"

He burped a stinky wine and continued to scold drunkenly: "You kind of goods, goods, Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu, I can't look down on it, change it, change it." ”

Before he finished speaking, he smashed the large copper vase out, his body was weak, spread out on the bed, and muttered: "Change, change, change, good, good." ”

The large copper vase hit the shoulder of a Silla maid, she couldn't dodge, was smashed by the vase and flew out, knocked down the flower stand, and then fell to the ground, vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, fainted, life and death are unknown.

Wan Heng took a few quick steps, picked up a Silla maid casually, and asked angrily, "What's the matter, say." ”

The Silla maid was so frightened that she trembled, but she didn't dare to cry, and stumbled and said: "Servant, the maidservants are, they are serving this distinguished guest, who knows, he, he suddenly vomited, and the servants, when he was scrubbing him, he, he suddenly, suddenly went crazy, and injured the servants." ”

Wang Cong walked quickly to Mu Chun's side, leaned over to test his snort, and said calmly: "It's okay, I'm just drunk and crazy." ”

Yuan Zhengrong smiled: "This Mu Duwei's wine is not very good, it is not good to hurt people after drinking." ”

Wang Cong's eyes were gloomy, and after thinking about it, he raised his hand and slapped it, and with a snap, it was thrown on Mu Chun's face.

Everyone was shocked and looked over in surprise.

Mu Chun's face suddenly swollen and high, but the person didn't react, just muttered in his mouth, scolded and scolded, and couldn't hear what he was talking about.

Yuan Zhengrong smiled faintly: "Mu Duwei is really drunk. He looked at Wang Cong meaningfully: "Deputy Lieutenant Wang, let's go, it's not too early, if you don't have a pastime, the sky will be bright, this spring night is short, and you can't afford to waste it." ”

Wang Cong shook his hand, smiled slightly, pointed to the Silla maid who was being held by Wan Heng, and said with a cruel smile: "Master Wan, this little slut dares to slap Mu Duwei, I have to give Mu Duwei an explanation for this matter." ”

Wan Heng didn't even think about it, so he laughed: "That's natural, come here, hang this slut, yes, hang it on the tree at the door, and wait for Mu Duwei to wake up and send it down in person." ”

Silla's face was suddenly as white as paper, she didn't dare to struggle or cry, she couldn't stand up with her trembling, and was dragged outside by a few little guys.

In a short time, the Silla maid was tied up and hung high under the tree, her slender body like a thin page of paper, dangling in the night wind.

"This little slut can't talk nonsense." Wang Cong looked at the Silla maid and smiled gloomily.

Wan Heng said: "My tongue is cut, how can I talk nonsense." ”

The three of them looked at each other and smiled, human life is nothing but grass mustard.

Yuan Zhengrong and Wang Cong each entered the guest room on the second floor, and the beautiful orchid arranged by Wan Heng was waiting in the room.

Wan Heng watched downstairs as the lights in the guest room went out, and there was no other inappropriate movement, so he breathed a sigh of relief and slowly walked back to the back house.

In the dark night, the Silla maid under the tree had already fainted, and Yuan Zhengrong and Wang Cong on the second floor were also relaxed.

Mu Chun, who was drunk and unconscious on the Hu bed, moved his wrist and suddenly opened his eyes.

The eyes were dark, the pupils were bright, and they looked at the dark night.

As soon as the day dawned, the people of Wanfu had already gotten up early, cleaned the courtyard, and took care of the errands in the mansion.

Listening to the noise outside, Mu Chun woke up from his hangover, rubbed the corners of his forehead, and tugged his eyebrows, he really had a headache after drinking too much.

"Mu Duwei woke up, I drank a little too much yesterday, let's drink some more sobering soup." Wang Cong came in with an ebony tray, put the large bowl of gold pastel on the small table, and smiled earnestly.

Mu Chun's eyes were still a little confused, his mind was cloudy, he uncovered the brocade quilt, looked at his slippery self, was stunned, and then said, "I am." ”

Wang Cong laughed and said: "Mu Duwei has forgotten it, it will hurt the heart of the beauty." ”

Mu Chun shook his head fiercely, feeling that he not only had a headache, but also his face hurt badly, he rubbed his cheeks and wondered: "What, what a beauty." ”

Wang Cong sighed and shouted outside: "Come in." ”

As soon as the words fell, a beard with loose hair and a goose yellow light veil walked in charmingly, kneeling in front of the Hu bed, not even daring to raise her head.