Under the moonlit night, Wang Yi stood in the alley without moving. Su Qin opposite him said, "Come on, sit down, junior brother."

Wang Yi didn't care about his demeanor, wiped away the tears from his face with his sleeve, walked to Su Qin, bent down and said respectfully, "I've seen Senior Brother Su."

Su Qin put down the books in his hand, pointed to a cup of tea on the table and said, "Drink quickly, it will be cold in a while."

Wang Yi picked up the teacup on the table, and a bitter smell suddenly surged on his tongue. Wang Yi hurriedly wanted to spit it out. Su Qin pointed a little, and Wang Yi didn't have time to react, so he drank all the tea.

When Su Qin saw Wang Yi's appearance, he burst into laughter. Most of the joy and touching that Wang Yi had just seen Su Qin disappeared completely.

Su Qin held back his smile and looked at Wang Yi with a little depressed look, "Is it so good for my junior brother recently? How does it taste like drinking a cup of bitter tea?"

Wang Yi lay on the table, constantly tumbling with his hands, obviously not wanting to pay attention to Su Qin. Su Qin was not angry either. He just made him feel good just now.

"Liu Cheng is not easy to kill. A person who can make most people in the Censorate forget is not comparable to that of Zhang Xianzong, a fool." Su Qin said slowly.

Wang Yi raised his head and looked at Su Qin. What Su Qin said just now was naturally what Wang Yi wanted to know. For himself, the intelligence system established by Su Qin in the Spring and Autumn Period was not comparable to that of himself. He was not curious about why Su Qin knew about Liu Cheng's existence. For the long-standing strategist in the Spring and Autumn Period, it was easy to know Liu Cheng's existence.

Su Qin deliberately did not say the following, pointed to his empty teacup, and signaled that Wang Yi, who was interested in what he said, poured him a cup. Wang Yi reluctantly picked up the teapot and filled Su Qin with it.

Su Qin continued: "Liu Cheng is not stupid. It is not difficult to see from his idea of ​​leaving the court."

"Then the best way to deal with smart people is to make him believe that you will not go to him and relax his vigilance."

Wang Yi frowned and thought carefully about what Su Qin had just said. Su Qin has always been an expert in calculating people's hearts.

"You pretend to walk out of Chang'an City first, and you will receive a task in a few days, and you have to agree to this task."

"Then when the tiger was dozing, it launched a fatal blow."

Wang Yi said: "I will not leave Chang'an City, I haven't found out yet."

Su Qin jumped up and slammed Wang Yi's head, "It's really a elm-wood head. This is a tactical retreat, do you understand."

Wang Yi held his head to avoid being hurt by Su Qin's second blow. Su Qin might be tired of hitting him, so he sat there and took a sip of tea.

"Don't worry, the old man didn't say anything to you."

"Oh." Wang Yi nodded. He had known about the old man's attitude towards his own affairs for a long time, otherwise he would not have escaped and would have come to take revenge himself.

"Don't blame the old man, he is helpless."

Wang Yi shook his head, "No, what Master did is right, and there are some things I want to do by myself."

"I'm not big, I'm not very ambitious."

"I'm twenty-two, and I'm adult."

Su Qin quickly comforted Wang Yi who was about to go wild, "Okay, you are an adult, but your childhood sweetheart has also come to Chang'an."

When Li Shuyue was mentioned, Wang Yi began to give up. After all, he was the first to leave without saying goodbye, and Li Shuyue came to Chang'an.

"No, how could she know that I'm in Chang'an City?" Wang Yi grasped the key to the problem. There is an insider in this matter. Wang Yi sees

With a little guilty feeling that she didn't dare to look at her, she found that Su Qin had nothing to do with her.

"Seeing what I do, it's all that bastard Zhang Yi. I have to make a bet on how long will Li Shuyue come to Chang'an City to find you." Su Qin and Zhang Yi were really bored in Guigu. After knowing that the junior brother had escaped, they secretly wrote a letter to tell Li Shuyue about the whereabouts. Su Qin made a bet immediately. After all, Wang Yi and Li Shuyue's childhood sweethearts were just about to get married. Zhang Yi bet that Li Shuyue would come to Chang'an only after the Hundred-son Trials.

The result was obvious that Zhang Yi won, so Su Qin came to Chang'an. But Su Qin would not tell Wang Yi that after all, who would let outsiders know about the shameful things?

"Also, don't always cry, smile more, just smile more," Su Qin said as he felt that Wang Yi had no sound. He looked down and found that he was drunk. Wang Yi fell asleep on the table.

Wang Yi could have used Xinghui to forcefully blow away the alcohol, but that would have lost the meaning of Li Yuan asking Wang Yi to drink tonight, so neither of them used Xinghui and were drunk very quickly.

Su Qin looked at Wang Yi with a vicissitudes of face and knew that what happened in recent times was a bit tiring for Wang Yi, and it was rare to see Wang Yi like this. Su Qin took off the shawl on his body and gently placed it on Wang Yi.

"Send your junior brother back." Su Qin said to the servant who followed him.

"Sir, but you."

Su Qin waved his hand, "It's okay, the people of King Yan are here."

While speaking, a group of people came from afar, and the person in charge was Yan Song.

Yan Song walked to Su Qin with a smile and bowed: "Mr. Su has been together for many years, and it has been so good recently."

Su Qin sat on the chair and said, "Fortunately, Yan Song, you are rich."

"Drag the prince's blessing, is this Wang Yi?" Yan Song also saw Wang Yi who was drunk on the table and asked.

Su Qin nodded, indicating what you saw. Yan Song waved his hand and several people came to Wang Yi, helped Wang Yi up, and came to the carriage behind him.

Yan Song said to Su Qin: "Mr. Su, speak as he walked?"

Su Qin nodded, "Very good."

The breeze blew, and the silver on the table looked shiny and seductive in the moonlight.

In the clan mansion, the old man looked at Yang Zhao very seriously, "Mr. Yang is serious?"

Yang Zhao hurriedly bowed: "I can guarantee my life."

The old man was silent for a moment. After all, the matter was of great importance at this time, so it would be better to be cautious.

"Okay, I will enter the palace now. If Lord Yang's words are true, I owe you a favor." The old man still felt that His Majesty should have decided at this time.

Yang Zhao was solemn and said, "Thank you, Mr. Yang Zhao said goodbye."

"Then I won't give it to you."

Yang Zhao held his fists and said withdrew, leaving only the old man in the room to meditate.

"How credible do you think Yang Zhao's words are?" the old man said after looking at the screen.

After the screen, a middle-aged man suddenly walked out, looking very pretty. The middle-aged man sat in Yang Zhao's seat just now and said, "I don't believe it."

"Oh, then I won't tell Your Majesty." The old man replied casually.

"But we can't believe it about King Zhao back then."

The old man looked disgusted. He just said he didn't believe it was you, but now he believed it is you, are you or someone else?

"Ahem." The middle-aged man was also a little embarrassed, "You go and see Your Majesty."

The old man sighed

"I didn't expect you, but with your temper, I will hit the pillar again to persuade Your Majesty to abolish the witch. My old bone can't save you."

"Hmph, sooner or later, I will have a sword to kill her."

The old man touched his forehead, went back to change his clothes, and went to the palace to face the saint. This matter could not be delayed.

Yuhua Palace is a palace built by Li Longji specifically for the Imperial Concubine. It is located in the center of the palace, which shows Li Longji's love for the Imperial Concubine.

In front of the door, an old man walked slowly. A long distance away, he could see the soft light emitted from Yuhua Palace, which was the light emitted by the night pearl.

To illuminate the entire Yuhua Palace, how much night pearl is needed to complete this project, and how much manpower and material resources of the Ming Dynasty have been wasted.

The old man sighed helplessly, and could only hide his regret and annoyance in his heart. As the master of the Li family, he had reacted with His Majesty more than once. However, his Majesty used various reasons to shirke him away.

Walking on every blue brick in Yuhua Palace and feeling the magnificent atmosphere around him, all the old man could do was shake his head and increase efforts to educate the children of the Li family in the future, and strictly stop this situation.

When he walked to the gate of Yuhua Palace, a guard came up and asked, "Who is coming?"

The old man took out a token from his arms and said to the guard: "I am the Zongzheng of the Zong Mansion, Li Zhiwei. If you have important matters, meet Your Majesty."

After the guard took the token and confirmed that it was correct, he quickly returned the token to the old man and bowed to him: "Mr. Zongzheng, Your Majesty has just been sleeping with the Imperial Concubine, why don't you come again tomorrow."

"Huh?" Li Zhiwei frowned and said a little unhappy: "I have something important to report to Your Majesty. It is impossible to delay. Go and report to Your Majesty quickly."

The guard smiled bitterly. He had a few heads and did not dare to disturb His Majesty's rest, but he did not dare to go against Lord Zong Zheng's wishes. For a moment, he was in a dilemma and could only stay where he was.

Li Zhiwei also saw the difficulties of the guards, "Don't worry, if I have something to bear, you just say it's up to the royal descendants."

When the guard heard Lord Zong Zheng say this, he gritted his teeth and said goodbye, and walked towards His Majesty's bedroom.

After a while, the guard walked back, "Mr. Zongzheng, Your Majesty is welcome."

Li Zhiwei straightened his clothes and strode into the study room of Yuhua Palace.

Emperor Ming was wearing thin clothes and sat on the chair with an impatient look on his face, waiting for Li Zhiwei's arrival. The imperial concubine was in the bedroom and did not come with her.

Emperor Ming was very angry about Li Zhiwei's dream of disturbing him and Yu Niang in the middle of the night, but he had to meet him. After all, as the patriarch of the Li family, the issues about the descendants of the Li family should not be underestimated.

"Old me, pay homage to Your Majesty." Li Zhiwei quickly knelt down and greeted Emperor Ming.

"Flat." Li Longji rubbed his brows and said, "I wonder what the issue of royal offspring is talking about?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

After Li Zhiwei got up from the ground, he stood there, "The old minister received a tip that someone in the lineage of Emperor Taizu and the third prince of King Zhao was still alive."

"This is true." Li Longji sat up, his eyes terrifyingly looked at Li Zhiwei.

Li Zhiwei straightened his back, without fear, "Take it seriously."

After getting the definite answer, Li Longji did not speak and fell into silence.

When it comes to King Zhao, in Li Longji's heart, his uncle has always been a pain in his heart, because King Zhao died too quickly at that time, and it was too bizarre.
Chapter completed!