"Who are you——, who are you?!"

As soon as Zhu Mo's figure disappeared, Leng Yiqing couldn't help but start questioning Han Bing, and his tone clearly revealed an inexplicable anger and disappointment.

Han Bing turned his head to look at the Zuo Xiang, his eyes were full of ridicule, "What's the matter? Three cups of poisoned wine didn't poison me, and my father seems to be very disappointed?"

Leng Yiqing couldn't help but suffocate, but he couldn't tell what kind of feeling he felt in his heart at the moment.

He should have felt extremely happy to see that the ice was safe and sound.

However, the thought of this was enough to prove that Han Bing was not a hermit, let alone his own son, and he couldn't help but feel a kind of anger after being deceived and fooled.

"You're not my son ——,!" he finally shouted.

Han Bing's sword eyebrows raised slightly, and he sneered: "From beginning to end, did I ever say that I was your son? It has always been your Lord Zuo Xiang who has been self-inflicted, and he has forced me to call you 'father'!"

"You ——"

Leng Yiqing couldn't help but tremble with anger at his words, tremblingly pointed at Han Bing, and asked sharply, "You tell me, where is my son?!"

The cold star's eyes flashed slightly, and then he pouted and said, "How do I know? Maybe you don't have any sons at all!"

Leng Yiqing was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and only after a while did she murmur to herself: "No son? Where did Fang Yin's child go?" I know that she left me a child......

Seeing his dejected appearance, a trace of pain flashed on Han Bing's increasingly pale face. But he still pursed his thin lips that trembled slightly, and did not say a word.

At this time, Leng Yiqing had already turned his gaze to the willow forest, and was still talking to himself, "Can anyone tell me, where is Fang Yin's child?" Fang Yin-"

Tears suddenly welled up in his eyes.

The remorse and guilt of many years were completely crushed at this moment when he learned that he would never have the opportunity to compensate for his debt to Fang Yin in his son!

Han Bing hurriedly stepped forward to support Leng Yiqing's crumbling body and let him sit down in the chair.

"Lord Zuo, the crisis has not been resolved, this is not the time for you to mourn your deceased wife!"

Hearing Han Bing's cold words, Leng Yiqing's heart shook suddenly, and he suddenly sobered up.

Yes, although Zhu Mo is gone, Shiyu has not come back yet, and it is difficult to guess what kind of mind the emperor will move, how can he collapse at such a time?

He turned his head to look at Han Bing, his eyes filled with indescribable complex tastes, and finally asked in a dumb voice, "Then you say, what should we do now?"

"Since the other party made the first move, we naturally can't just be beaten passively and let it continue to be arrogant. At this time, we must fight back and regain the opportunity!"

Leng Yiqing was silent for a moment, and when he spoke again, he had regained his usual composure and self-control, and there was more solemnity in his voice: "Where should this counterattack strike?"

"Although Jishi Temple is on the outskirts of the city, it does not have the jurisdiction of the forbidden army-"

Leng Yiqing suddenly said: "That's right! The Protector Temple was broken into late at night, and it really shouldn't be ignored! I will now order Song Qingfeng, the commander of the forbidden army, to strictly investigate this matter." ”

Han Bing's thin lips twitched slightly, and he said, "However, before giving the order, the Lord still needs to severely reprimand the forbidden army for its slow response." This can fully show the dissatisfaction of your privy envoy with the Song commander. ”

Leng Yiqing understood it and couldn't help but smile and nodded.

Since the emperor suspected that he, the left minister who held the military and political power, was secretly colluding with the hermits and plotting to make the country prosperous, then he simply openly did it to show His Majesty the emperor!

He is cold and clear, he just wants to abuse power, he is not satisfied with the commander of the forbidden army promoted by His Majesty the emperor, he wants to take the opportunity to find Song Qingfeng's stubble, and he wants to deliberately provoke the contradiction between the forbidden army and the inner guards.

Anyway, now that it has been confirmed that his cold-clothed son is not a hermit, then the suspicions that he colluded with the hermit cannot be established.

That shabby portrait with no name alone doesn't say anything at all.

It can be said that now the emperor no longer has any handle in his hands to blackmail him. And on the contrary, it allowed him to seize an opportunity to hit Zheng Yong.

As soon as he heard Han Bing mention the thirty assassins who died in the Jishi Temple, and saw the expression of Zhu Mo, the leader of the guards, Leng Yiqing already knew that the identity of those dead must be the Ouchi guards.

And with the wisdom of his left minister, he naturally guessed the ins and outs of this matter.

He had already seen that the emperor had always wanted to harm Han Bing, but he didn't dare to do it openly, so he manipulated the martial arts competition behind his back, but he didn't say a word after Zhao Zhan was killed.

And this time, the emperor even resorted to the trick of forcing himself to poison the cold ice with the Heavenly Poison.

It can be seen that although the emperor's heart to get rid of the cold ice is very strong, he has always had scruples and does not want to deal with his holiday with the cold ice in the open.

Therefore, those Ouchi guards who broke into Jishi Temple would never be sent by the emperor to hunt down Han Bing.

Since this matter was not done by the emperor, and Zhu Mo, the commander of the guards, did not know anything about it, then the only person who could mobilize the Ouchi guards and had the motivation to do this was Zheng Yong, who was bent on avenging his son.

Just now, Han Bing had already succeeded in making a speech that provoked a potential contradiction between Zhu Mo and Zheng Yong.

Now, he, the left minister, wants to use the power in his hands again, so that the forbidden army can also intervene in it, and stir up the situation even more.

Let His Majesty the Emperor go and think about how to settle this matter!

At this time, Han Bing spoke again: "Your Excellency doesn't have to worry about Shiyu's safety. I think after Zhu Mo goes back this time, the emperor should soon let Shiyu come back. It's just that after this incident, the adults must also have lingering palpitations, why not take the opportunity to resign as the prince's companion for Shiyu?"

When Leng Yiqing heard this, he was in the right place, and nodded again.

"In addition, the situation will become more and more tense in the future, and the emperor and Zheng Yong are even more sure that Shiyu is the weakness of the adult, which is really unfavorable to the adult. The adults may wish to discuss with Duke Su, ask him to borrow the name of returning to his hometown and province, take his wife and Shiyu to avoid other places, and come back after everything is calm. ”

"That's a good idea! I'll go and discuss it with my father-in-law later. ”

"And-"

Speaking of this, Han Bing couldn't help pausing slightly, then smiled indifferently and said, "Also, in front of people, I am still the son of an adult." I must not change my attitude towards me in the slightest. ”

Leng Yiqing glanced at him deeply, nodded slowly, and said, "You are indeed my eldest son Han Bing, but my attitude towards you will still change." ”

Seeing that Han Bing's eyes flashed, he couldn't help but smile and continued: "Today, you not only helped the Prime Minister survive the crisis, but also rescued Shiyu. As a father, I naturally want to be kinder to you than before!"

The icy starry eyes flashed again, and he grinned: "What my father said is extremely true! In the future, the status of my great hero in the Prime Minister's Mansion will indeed be further improved, and this Huiyuan will be completely mine!"

"Okay, in the future, this Huiyuan will belong to you, and you will choose the next person. It's just—"

Leng Yiqing's gaze turned to the willow forest, and he paused for a long time before saying, "Everything here can be at your disposal." It's just that willow forest, please don't touch it!"

Han Bing's thin lips pursed slightly, then smiled, and said, "Father, don't worry, I won't move a single grass or tree in this Hui Garden."

When I leave in the future, I will give you an identical Huiyuan. When the time comes, my father can still sit in this pavilion in the middle of the lake like today, watch the drizzle like sorrow, and enjoy a pool of smoke willows!"

Leng Yiqing stared at the faint smile on Han Bing's face for a long time, and still couldn't help but feel a throbbing pain in his heart, and finally nodded wordlessly.