"Yes. Julie, who had been waiting for this sentence for a long time, immediately received her life.

Julie, who has no money to get into the pot, has long been thinking about Wucheng, but unfortunately it has not been satisfactory, in the early days, it was the wood-type clan uncle Mu Rifeng who was in charge of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and then it was vacant, and no one was the master, and then later, after receiving the Prime Minister with a throbbing appearance, because of Changkong Fei's explanation, the core is to stabilize the situation, and it is not appropriate to make a big move, so it has not been able to do this.

Stay up until Zhang Ye, although he is a ruthless character, Julie doesn't expect it, after all, Zhang Ye's support for the prime minister, everyone knows that the Mu clan is very important. But I really didn't expect that there would be a turnaround, and Zhang Ye was going to do it forcibly.

Mu Zhaojun, who had always listened and didn't speak, frowned, thinking, did he really dare to do this?

Thinking about it, Mu Zhaojun got up and said coldly: "This seems to be ...... Don't you feel anxious? Do you want to say hello to my uncle first?"

Hearing this, Julie did not leave immediately, but stopped and waited.

"Shut up for me!" Zhang Ye directly patted the case and got up and said: "You can not speak for the rest of your life, I don't blame you." But you can't mess with state affairs. The prime minister said responsibly that what I am doing now is the last thing I want to do. He is not a good person, but he respects me and gives me generous gifts. Believe me, your uncle just sees the wooden type as a pawn and a dog, but the prime minister sees him as a friend!"

Zhang Ye continued: "There are enemies outside, and there are no internal worries and external troubles, but the treasury is in debt at this time. Wucheng, as the lifeblood of Wushuang, cannot have problems at this time, and must be investigated. Mu type is theoretically my friend and my relative, and for the sake of national policy, I must check him first. ”

Mu Zhaojun said: "What if the problem is really found?"

Zhang Ye said coldly: "Who can be blamed then? Of course it is wrong, if you have the courage to be corrupt, you must have the courage to be stabbed! ”

Mu Zhaojun also kept silent, and unexpectedly, her gaze at Zhang Ye was not as cold as before.

Of course, there is a reason why Mu Zhaojun can be called a talented woman, in addition to her intelligence, she has a very strange talent, called "Into Mu Xin", who can see through people's minds.

Of course, there are exceptions, such as people who meet too much, Mu Zhaojun can't see through it, the previous Zhang Ye was a blur in Mu Zhaojun's opinion, there were many dark places, and she couldn't see people clearly, so she would deliberately reject and feel deep, which was also one of the sources of misunderstanding.

But this time, Mu Zhaojun saw something, looking at his behavior, Zhang Ye was full of words, and he took the wooden type to open the knife, the starting point was the national policy, not the whole person, nor the struggle for power and profit, let alone revenge against the Mu clan.

This point can't be hidden from Mu Zhaojun's eyes. From this point of view, even if Mu Zhaojun was dissatisfied with Zhang Ye's knife against the people of the Mu clan, he had nothing to say and acquiesced in this matter.

After all, what Mu Rifeng said at that time was right, Mu Zhaojun was not an ordinary person, but a strange woman with a bad heart and a big heart. After stepping out of the pattern, she can see the same thing in a different way.

Mu Zhaojun didn't say anything about this, and got up slowly, his attitude was still cold, but he said politely enough: "The concubine will leave for a while." ”

Zhang Ye didn't bother to pay attention to her at all......

Mu Zhaojun came out, and a Mu clan disciple knelt down and said, "What do you have to say, Miss?"

Mu Zhaojun wrote a letter to him in front of him and handed it to him: "Send it back to my uncle." ”

When Mu Zhaojun wrote the content, this disciple was watching, and he was a little puzzled about the content, and immediately said: "Miss, this matter is not a child's play, how can you let the lord leave the matter of Mu Xing being investigated?

Mu Zhaojun shook his head lightly and said, "You don't understand." Zhang Ye is indeed disrespectful to the Mu clan, but he is not eating inside and out, I don't like him, but I will not deliberately smear him. This has to be done in this matter, and many times, there must be sacrifices, and it is the same for everyone. This is a matter of national policy, not self-interest. ”

The disciple of the inner clan still said: "Miss, self-interest is also the self-interest of our Mu clan, you can't ignore our self-interest." ”

Mu Zhaojun said: "If you don't understand, you don't have the world in your heart, you can't understand the world." ”

"Ugh. The inner disciple didn't have anything to say, so he had to leave quickly......

Ouch, I'll go~ Zhang Ye, who was drinking tea, saw Mu Zhaojun come in again, and a mouthful of water squirted out.

I thought she was gone, but I didn't expect her to come back like a ghost.

After looking at each other for a while, Zhang Ye had no choice but to take her, and sighed: "Do you want to listen to me explain the wooden thing?"

Mu Zhaojun shook his head and said coldly: "No need to explain, you are just a bandit and hooligan." But it's not bad, and I'm okay with that. ”

"You. Zhang Ye was really speechless to her.

After a while, Zhang Ye sighed, turned his head to his entourage, and said, "Give my wife spiritual tea." ”

Mu Zhaojun still said coldly: "Don't be so kind, I'm not thirsty, I have my own water." ”

After saying that, she took out a pot of water from her own gourd, drank two sips, and did not know what kind of spring water it was.

Zhang Ye didn't bother to ask about these things, and instructed his entourage: "Take the document and summon Prince Lang immediately." ”

Mu Zhaojun's wonderful eyes lit up slightly, and he wanted to say something, but then he didn't say anything, and continued to be in a daze and drink water.

The retinue hurried away.

Yes, the unequaled Xiangye is very noble, and theoretically it is true that he can summon Prince Lang, not ask to see him. Just like the sky throbbing and the sky leopard were also considered princes, but when they saw a typhoon, they had to kneel down and say goodbye.

It's just that in the past, everyone was limited to the power of His Royal Highness Changkong Fei, and they didn't have such exchanges with Changkong Lang at will.

Prince is just a title, which can be a little extra, at most it represents the title of a great gentleman, but Zhang Ye is the minister of state, representing the pinnacle of power in the entire Wushuang Realm.

The Prime Minister's Mansion is in the royal city, and Prince Lang's mansion is also in the royal city, not far away, but it is not as fast as imagined, and it is not as fast as imagined, and it is a long time before it comes.

When he came in, Changkong Lang didn't kneel, but he also said very respectfully: "Changkong Lang sees Xiangye, I don't know what to greet?"

A little etiquette, Zhang Ye never cared about it. It is clear that Lang is a very thick-skinned guy, and he doesn't say secret words in front of the so-called celebrities, so Zhang Ye is very direct.

Zhang Ye said: "Lord Wang, I was in charge of the Prime Minister's Mansion at the beginning, and I don't understand something, I want to ask the prince, why in the classic archives, I have the spiritual field of the Peerless Country, but it is not in the Spirit City, but scattered in the Changkong clan?"

Changkong Lang blinked, a little speechless, thinking about you ruthlessly, talking to this king is so direct, like a robbery.

After finishing the meaning, Changkong Lang said respectfully: "Is there a mistake in the night phase, those fields have always been the private fields of the Changkong clan, and they do not belong to the Wushuang treasury." ”

"Really?" Zhang Ye got up and walked down, his hands shaking in front of him.