looked at the table in the hall with a very rich meal, and then looked at the gentle smirk on the face of Lord Zuo Xiang, Han Bing, who had just returned from singing "Queqiao Meeting" in the Zheng Family Theater, immediately understood that the "Hongmen Banquet" in the Prime Minister's Mansion tonight was about to start. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, he knows very well that no matter how fierce the battle will be later, he still has to do enough façade work before the opening.

Immediately made a guilty look, he came to Leng Yiqing, bowed down, and apologized: "Cold ice is late, let my father wait for a long time, it really shouldn't be, and ask my father to punish him!"

Leng Yiqing smiled slightly, "Between you and my father and son, there is no need to be so polite, come and sit down! You have been singing all day, and you must be hungry." ”

"Yes. Han Bing saluted again, and Fang sat down at the bottom of the place.

"Eh, you are the eldest son in the family, how can you sit there!" Leng Yiqing smiled and pointed to the empty chair beside him, "Come and sit next to my father." ”

"Yes. Han Bing obediently got up and sat down beside Leng Yiqing.

The servants who were waiting on the side stepped forward and filled the wine cups for them one by one, and then quietly withdrew under the cold signal.

As soon as the door of the outer hall was closed, a cold wind seemed to suddenly blow in the hall, and the original warm scene of father's kindness and filial piety that was deeply touched was blown away without a trace.

Han Bing looked up at Leng Yiqing, who had no smile on his face at this time, and raised his eyebrows coldly: "If you want to teach people, although you say it, but if you want to beat people, you are not my uncle, if you want to beat me, it is not so easy!"

Leng Yiqing originally planned well, and was ready to take out the kind of ability he had cultivated in the official world for 20 years to solve the problem with this young man with a pleasant face.

But what he didn't expect at all was that as soon as this kid came up, he put on this fierce appearance that didn't eat oil and salt. At this moment, the anger that Lord Zuo Xiang had already deposited in his chest was completely ignited!

He immediately "snapped" and slapped the table, and he also came to a cold eyebrow!

"Presumptuous! I'm your father, can't I compare to that Hua Fengshan? Besides, he Hua Fengshan is not your uncle at all!"

"I've called him uncle for almost twenty years, and yours for only two days. Lord Zuo Xiang, why do you think that you are qualified to compare with him?" Han Bing pursed his lips and looked at Leng Yiqing coldly.

"You-!"

"What's wrong with me?" Han Bing said to the Zuo Xiang in a-for-tat response, then folded his arms around his chest, leaned back on the chair, and sneered "hehe", "To tell you the truth, the reason why I agreed to call your father and live in your broken garden was because of the order of Prince Ding." Otherwise, you're just a passerby to me!"

Hearing that this young man, who was probably his own son, said these piercing words in such a cold tone, although Leng Yiqing had expected it, he still couldn't help but feel a sharp pain in his heart, and raised his hand to Han Bing in a trembling manner: "Then you say, why did Prince Ding let you do this?"

Han Bing rolled his eyes slyly, shook his head, and said, "How do I know? Probably because I'm afraid that I'm in a big trouble, and my uncle can't bear it alone, so I'll find someone with greater ability than him to carry it for him." ”

Leng Yiqing was even more angry when he heard this, "You-how much trouble are you going to cause?!"

"Ha! Fight hard, dare to pull the emperor off the horse!" Han Bing smiled triumphantly, completely looking arrogant that although the world is big, who else can I be.

Leng Yiqing was almost angry with him, "Why did you do this?

Han Bing suddenly lowered his arms, brought his face closer to Leng Yiqing, blinked and smiled: "If I don't stir up this capital into a miasma, how can you, Prince Ding and Lord Zuo Xiang, take the opportunity to fish in troubled waters and bully the king?"

Hearing his words, Leng Yiqing suddenly calmed down, carefully looked at the smile on Han Bing's face, and asked in a deep voice: "Do you know that in this way, you will become the target of everyone, and one day, it will also arouse the emperor's suspicion of you?"

"What about suspicion? Anyway, it won't implicate you, adult, what do you have to worry about?" There was a hint of coldness in the cold starry eyes, and his thin lips pursed lightly at Leng Yiqing.

Leng Yiqing did not fully comprehend the meaning of his words, and asked hesitantly: "What do you mean by this? You are my son, if something happens, how can it have nothing to do with me as a father?"

"Because I was originally a rebel who made you, the prime minister, helpless. Although it is said that 'it is the fault of the father if he does not teach', since he has never raised it, there is no way to investigate the fault of not teaching. Therefore, no matter how much trouble I cause, no one will associate it with adults, and the emperor will not suspect that everything I have done is manipulated by you behind your back. ”

Han Bing's words were calm and indifferent, but Leng Yiqing listened to them with ups and downs. It seemed that the boy was determined to do those dangerous things, and he was ready to bear all possible consequences, so from now on he had begun to dissociate himself from his father.

"But if your identity as a hermit is discovered-" Leng Yiqing stared at the expression on Han Bing's face, wanting to confirm whether he was a hermit or not, if not, he would never be his son.

Who knew that Han Bing just smiled disapplausively, "My lord is really too worried! I am not an official in the court, who would have thought of checking whether I am a hermit or not? Besides, whether I am a hermit or not has nothing to do with my lord, because the emperor will never suspect that there is a problem with your identity."

Even though most people in the world don't know about it, I have long heard the rumors about the New Year's Day banquet and wine. More than 30 years ago, the current emperor gave each of the courtiers a glass of wine at the first New Year's Day banquet after ascending the throne, but several courtiers died violently at home that night.

Since then, it has become a rule to give wine at the annual New Year's Day banquet, and ordinary people only feel a moment of discomfort when they drink it, but none of the hermits are immune. In this way, the emperor can be sure that there will be no hidden people lurking around him, and he should feel more stable when he sleeps. ”

Leng Yiqing nodded silently, but in his heart, he was disappointed that he couldn't confirm whether Han Bing was a real hermit.

Han Bing then said: "It's just that the emperor is far away in the palace, so it is naturally easy to deceive, and the most difficult thing to guard against is actually those eyes and ears that are hiding around adults." Therefore, the father-son rivalry between adults and me needs to be performed all the time, not only so that people will not doubt our father-son relationship, but also let them clearly know that our father and son are not in harmony. ”

Leng Yiqing couldn't help but smile sarcastically, "That's the case, why do you need to make a show?"

Han Bing's eyes flashed slightly, and he smiled, and asked, "What do you mean by 'facts'?"

Seeing that this kid asked knowingly, in fact, he didn't want to admit this father-son relationship between them, Leng Yiqing couldn't help but snort, "Since you're worried that you won't be able to pick it up afterwards, why did you have to be involved in it in the first place? If you're not my son, why do I have to play this scene with you?!"