Zhu Rong's face was even more ugly.

"What do you call him...... What is Chu Ze must not be reused! Zhu Fan made a mistake for a while, and almost pointed directly at Chu Ze to say this sentence, after he noticed that something was wrong, he immediately changed his words, but his tone was still not good, and he obviously disagreed with Sun Zhengde's words, "Isn't the emperor treating him well enough?" Is there anything the emperor didn't approve of what he did? Even the current commercial promotion, isn't it all the emperor's nod. If there is no nod from the emperor, do you think Chu Ze alone can be promoted? ”

"That's good?"

Sun Zhengde sneered.

He said: "It is a good thing for the country and the people, and the reason why the emperor will agree is because it is good for him." If the emperor is really good to Lord Chu, then he should give him more good things that have vital interests in Lord Chu, instead of letting him not even have an official position. ”

A hint of ridicule flashed on Sun Zhengde's face, and then he continued: "There are also those princes who also treat Lord Chu as a machine, allowing him to provide countless good policies that benefit the country and the people, but they don't give him any thanks.

In the past, there was no vacancy in the position of prime minister, so we won't say anything.

But now, the position of prime minister has obviously been vacant, and these princes have not spoken a word for Lord Chu.

No matter how close you get on weekdays, it's just a use.

When it comes to the time of interest, it is just hanging high, and it is not about oneself. ”

Chu Ze kept his head down and drank tea, and in Sun Zhengde's eyes, it was a manifestation of depression.

Chu Ze was moved by what he said.

Now, it would be nice to get them arguing.

Sun Zhengde was secretly happy in his heart, and spared no effort to provoke the relationship between the two.

After a while, Chu Ze slammed the teacup as if he couldn't listen to it anymore, put it down hard, and shouted with a cold face: "Enough!" ”

Sun Zhengde, who was speaking impassionedly, shut up instantly.

He looked at Chu Ze with a puzzled face: "Young Master Chu, what's wrong?" ”

Chu Ze had a dark face, glanced at Sun Zhengde faintly, and shook off a sentence coldly: "It's nothing, I'm tired, we won't eat this meal, and we will sleep." With that, he turned around and went upstairs back to his room.

When the door was closed, Sun Zhengde clearly heard a heavy sound of the door closing.

Sure enough, I was angry.

Presumably Zhu Fan is also going to be angry.

Sun Zhengde pretended to be confused and turned his head to look at Zhu Fan.

I saw that Zhu Fan really had a calm face, and his face was full of displeasure.

Seeing Sun Zhengde looking over, he picked up the wine glass and threw it at Sun Zhengde's face.

The distance between the two is too close, and Sun Zhengde is a scholar, where can he hide?

"Ouch!" With a sound, Sun Zhengde covered his face and cried out in pain.

Zhu Fan didn't even look at him, snorted coldly, got up and went upstairs.

Sun Zhengde was left to sit at the table alone, crying out in pain with puzzled faces.

It wasn't long before there was another slamming door.

Sun Zhengde let go of the hand covering his face, looked at the blood in his palm, and said secretly: It's worth it.

But how did he know that Chu Ze and Zhu Fan were secretly crossing Chen Cang now.

Zhu Zhang's room door was slammed hard, but the person who entered was not Zhu Zhang, at this time, Zhu Fan was secretly pushing open Chu Ze's room door and tiptoeing over. In the room, Chu Ze, who should have been so angry that he was blushing and white-faced, was sitting leisurely at the table drinking tea.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he lifted his eyelids and glanced at the door.

"Coming? Sit. He pointed to the position beside him, turned over a teacup, and poured a glass of water for Zhu Zhang.

Zhu Fan walked over and sat down.

"You're really right, this kid really can't sit still." Zhu Fan picked up the teacup and took a sip, lowered his voice and sighed quietly, "But this person's methods are really simple and rude, sowing discord in front of us?" I don't want to think about what kind of relationship we have, can we fall for his indiscriminate tricks? Zhu Fan felt disgusted when he thought about it.

Chu Ze also pursed his lips with disdain.

After disliking it, Chu Ze said seriously: "This kid's vision is quite accurate. But as long as our situation is replaced by an ordinary relationship between monarchs and ministers, his trick can work. ”

Human beings are greedy by nature.

Greed for money, lust, power.

As long as it's good, everyone wants to have it exclusively.

Who wouldn't want to be an emperor if the conditions didn't allow it?

That's what it means.

And he has done so many things now, but he has not made a big official, and ordinary people will definitely feel condescending.

So this person's entry point is right.

But how did he know that Chu Ze was not an ordinary person.

He didn't want to be a big official.

He just wants to do his own thing, develop Daming, and establish a foundation for thousands of years.

As for himself, sleeping until he wakes up naturally, counting money and cramping his hands are all his life ideals.

So Sun Zhengde's trick was useless to him.

But this play has to be sung.

"Doesn't he want us to have a conflict? Then we'll do as he wishes. Chu Ze leaned into Zhu Zhang's ear and whispered, "From now on, the relationship will not be good, then find a chance to quarrel twice, and then make a break or something, pave the steps for him, and see what kind of drama this kid can sing." ”

"It's easy to quarrel, and there will be a chance tomorrow morning." Zhu Fan smiled at Chu Ze and raised his eyebrows.

Chu Ze: "Oh? How so? ”

The smile on Zhu Fan's face deepened.

He approached Chu Ze, smiled proudly, and explained: "Just now, we hit him in the face with a cup, we know the strength, no matter what, we have to leave a big hole, you see it tomorrow morning and ask again, isn't this a reason to quarrel with us?" ”

The reason for "......" was something Chu Ze never expected.

"Why are you smashing him?" Chu Ze couldn't cry or laugh for a while.

When Zhu Fan heard this, he was not happy on the spot.

"He's sowed discord and has bad intentions, and he still doesn't allow us to be angry? If we hadn't figured out what these people were trying to do now, we could have cut him down. But let's think that he will definitely not miss such a good opportunity to provoke the two of us. ”

Chu Ze gave Zhu Fan a thumbs up, and then said, "Not bad." ”

Early the next morning, Chu Ze walked out of the room with a black face.

As soon as I walked downstairs, I saw Sun Zhengde.

This man covered his face with a fan, and he looked like he wanted to cover it.

Chu Ze mocked his impatience fiercely in his heart, and then entered the play again.

He walked quickly to Sun Zhengde and sat down, and when he saw that this person was still holding a fan to block his face, he reached out to grab this person's fan and asked, "What kind of face do you use a fan to block your face?" It's not an ugly big girl, she's shy. Come on, put the fan down. ”

Sun Zhengde kept struggling.

He turned his face sideways, for embarrassment: "Don't look at it, we accidentally bumped it yesterday, it's a big opening, wait and scare you carefully." ”

(End of chapter)