Sheng Minglin was speechless in his heart, but a complicated expression appeared on his face, and he sighed: "I am different from you, your mother, at least I have been with you for so many years." ”

A trace of contempt was evident in Liao Zhehe's eyes.

Faced with a nine-year-old child, he obviously didn't feel the need to hide it at all.

Then he chimed in: "Indeed! Xie Anning is indeed too much, forcing your mother to death, not giving birth to a sick seedling, and I don't know how long I can live, this is all retribution. ”

Sheng Minglin's hand in his sleeve clenched violently, and he silently thought in his heart, you are dead, you are dead, and your death date has been recorded in my account!

But he looked left and right on his face, and said in a low voice: "Be careful!" Beware of the walls with ears! ”

Liao Zhehe disagreed, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I have already cleared the scene here, and my people are guarding below." ”

Sheng Minglin slowly sat up straight and said, "It seems that my uncle is prepared!" Specifically here to block me? I've seen my uncle's sincerity, but where did you learn about it? What do you want me to do? ”

Indeed, Liao Zhehe came up and told the big secret of his father's murder, and the sincerity was indeed enough, enough.

Liao Zhehe said proudly: "You don't have to care where I got this news from......

Sheng Minglin interrupted him: "I can't ignore it. ”

He looked at him, but he was calm at a young age, and his voice was leisurely: "Hatred or something, what's the matter?" The most important thing in this world is power! I am now the prince of Duanwangfu, and there is no brotherly competition, I just need to wait quietly, and I will be the first power king of Dasheng in the future, right? Unless I'm stupid, I'll wade into some unexplained muddy water and bury my current good situation! Uncle, do you say that? ”

Liao Zhehe's face changed slightly.

Sheng Minglin looked at him and said lightly: "Or, you can't be the master?" Then you can find someone who can call the shots! ”

Liao Zhehe said in a deep voice: "Of course I can call the shots. ”

Sheng Minglin smirked, gestured his hands, and motioned for him to continue.

He was deliberately aggressive.

He is only nine years old this year, and his age is indeed too young, and it is normal for people who don't know him to worry about him, so he must have a precocious character such as being wise and close to a demon, otherwise he will not be able to take the initiative, and it will be difficult to do things in the future, and it will be easy to be exposed.

Liao Zhehe said slowly: "Jiangsu-Zhejiang faction, do you know? The military attaché is powerful, the civilian official is weak, we just want a benevolent monarch who is better to the civilian official. Once a son of heaven and a courtier, your father is indeed trusted by the emperor, but what about you? Have you ever wondered where you're going to go......

Sure enough, for a while, they did not dare to mention the cult.

You can only talk about the Jiangsu and Zhejiang factions, pull people on the boat, and then talk about it, after getting on the thief ship, you can't help it, you say you don't know, and outsiders don't believe it.

And the emperor knows this kind of plan of the Jiangsu-Zhejiang faction, so even if he says it, he will only fold one Liao Zhehe at most.

Sheng Minglin listened quietly.

may be because it is not easy to see him once, so Liao Zhehe said a lot and spoke bitterly.

Sheng Minglin will also respond.

It doesn't matter what you say specifically, you just need to behave as radically as Liao Zhehe, and you don't have any heart for the family and the country.

You know, for the people behind the scenes, it doesn't matter whether there is a consensus this time, and his willingness to stay and listen to these is enough to prove that he has ideas.

That is, his performance will give a sense of ...... He is not as ruthless as he seems to be to his birth mother, as long as he has enough leverage, or as long as he can trust them, he is definitely willing to do something to avenge his birth mother.

In fact, the two only chatted for less than two quarters of an hour, and in the end, Liao Zhehe also said: "I have a few fish in my yard, which is very interesting, and I invite you to take a look at it another day." ”

Sheng Minglin let out a sigh: "Let's talk about it." ”

He went downstairs first and went to the opposite side.

After a while, Liao Zhehe also went downstairs and went to another street slowly.

Not far away, Shen Lingjue and Zhuzhu were sitting in front of a small tea stall, there was a whole table of various snacks on the table, Zhuzhu was tasting them one by one, and as soon as he looked up, he saw him and told Shen Lingjue.

Shen Lingjue watched from afar, and after a few glances, he realized that something was wrong, and raised his eyebrows.

I saw Liao Zhehe chatting with a middle-aged man, saying something: "It's late, it's late, I just met a friend and invited him to drink a cup of tea, eh, my friend is really a big ghost, and it's difficult to get involved, but fortunately, the chat is not bad, and I also asked him to come to the house every two days to enjoy the laurels!" ”

The middle-aged man was obviously a little confused, and with a haha, he walked upstairs with Liao Zhehe, and when he entered the door, Liao Zhehe turned his head as if he was intentionally or unintentionally.

In the fat powder shop diagonally opposite, a woman was walking out, laughing and smiling with others: "I heard it, I heard it, let's go home." ”

Shen Ling looked at it with a smile.

His ear power is not as good as Huo Shenzhao's, but it is also stronger than ordinary people, only a few dozen steps away, and he can hear clearly.

And he is the one who has trained the shadow guard, although he teaches martial arts, but he has also seen them teach these small ways of communication, openly and secretly, so he can see at a glance that Liao Zhehe seems to be talking to the middle-aged man, but in fact, he is telling others to believe it, and it is likely to be the woman who came out of the fat powder shop.

Shen Lingjue stared at the carriage on which the woman got on, and the word "Liu" was written on the carriage.

If he hadn't brought beads, he would have gone up and had a look.

Shen Lingjue turned his head to take a look, and saw that the dumplings were eating hard, and they had already eaten so much that their little faces were gone.

Shen Ling said: "Eat quickly, eat quickly, let's finish eating quickly, go back quickly, as long as we go back before your brother and Shen Zhao, no one will know that we have come out, and we don't know it." ”

Tuanzi nodded violently, but he couldn't answer with his mouth open.

But an old couple sitting at the other table of the tea stall glanced at him.

The woman had been looking at Zhuzhu just now, and now she simply stared at her, and after a while, the ball noticed it and looked up at her.

The old man looked about fifty or sixty years old, but he was still vigorous, dressed in a strong suit, with a slight beard under his chin, and his demeanor was free and easy, quite a bit of the uninhibited and uninhibited people of the rivers and lakes.

The lady on the side looked a little younger, wearing men's clothes, and her posture was also straight, with a little heroism in her beauty, her eyes were as bright and sharp as stars, beautiful and sassy, and she had a completely different feeling from the ladies.

Danzi saw that she was different and good-looking, so he smiled at her.

A cute dumpling with a face full of flowers, smiling at you so delicately and brightly, ordinary people can't help it, both of them can't help but smile back, the lady also moved the tea bowl on the table and poured her a cup of tea: "Little baby, don't choke." ”

"Uh-huh, uh-huh!" (Thank you, Nice Aunt)

Tuanzi is the most optimistic about his face, immediately thanked him, put down the Ma Tuan'er he was eating and stood up, dada dada, two small hands took a pack of snowflake cream from the table, put it on their table, and finally empty his mouth: "Zhuzhu, please eat one!" ”

Madame laughed: "Thank you then." ”

When the dumplings saw a response, they immediately took the passion cake, chestnut cake or something, and held several of them, and finally even the small wontons were over, and with their hot little hands, Mei Zizi looked at her.

Madame said repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you!" ”

Shen Lingjue didn't care much about it, he looked at it with his legs crossed, but when he saw the long sword on the table between the two of them, he couldn't help but feel a slight chill and stood up.