Chapter 157

The small pine nuts are chewed, and they don't have much weight, but they have enough fragrance. You can send a glass of wine.

Liang Xingcheng picked up his wine glass and drank it with a delicious and sound. He glanced at Shi FengChen and said, "you can use all the disciples of Shuiyue nunnery?"

Looking at the smiling look on the old man's face, Shi FengChen smiled and said, "where do I have this ability? It's the people over there who are using it."

Liang Xingcheng frowned in disgust. He didn't want to hear the name, even if Shi FengChen used it.

Shi FengChen didn't seem to be aware of each other's taboos. He continued to smile and say, "as long as the guests have ideas, the people over there have the ability to realize them."

Liang Xingcheng put down his glass, looked at him and said, "what do you think?"

Shi FengChen said positively, "I just want to share your worries for your highness."

The tavern was very noisy, and the drunk people argued endlessly, saying how the move was and how the move was, drowning his voice.

Liang Xingcheng naturally won't believe him, and Shi FengChen himself won't believe it, but they all know that as ministers, they have to say something.

He stared into Shi FengChen's eyes and asked, "are you sure it can be done?"

Shi FengChen smiled and said, "once Zhao Layue died, she planted it on the imperial concubine. Even if she is loved again, she will die."

Liang Xingcheng picked up the glass, spun it down and said, "are you really sure? The imperial concubine is not an ordinary person. "

"To be disrespectful, what if she is the queen? Your majesty will always give an account to the Castle Peak sword sect. "

Shi FengChen felt that the counselor was as stupid as the prince. His voice was lower, but his tone was heavier.

"Your Majesty went out of the palace to Lishan today. Master Niu and master Jin were not around, but he took the imperial concubine and empress."

Liang Xingcheng was shocked when he heard the speech. Lishan was outside the Chaoge city. His majesty didn't bring any offerings. What on earth was he going to do? Why did he take the imperial concubine with him?

The quarrel in the tavern continued, but the sour muddy wine had no taste. A fierce look flashed on his thin face and said, "then do it well."

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Liang Taifu and his distant cousin Liang Xingcheng are somewhat similar in appearance, but they are taller and thinner. They don't look like an official, but more like a successful immortal teacher.

He looked at the young man by the bar and waited patiently. Although he was the other party's teacher, his dignity and inferiority would never be calculated in this way.

"I always feel too risky."

The young man threw the fish food in his hand into the pool under the fence, causing countless swimming fish and disturbing the spring water.

Liang Taifu certainly knew that the plan was not safe and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "but the news has confirmed that Duanli pill... Has indeed stopped for several days."

The young man turned around. It was the young man in royal clothes whom Tianjing Jiu and Zhao Layue saw in the old plum garden a few days ago.

But the indifference in his eyes became colder than that day.

He is his Majesty's only son, Prince Jingxin.

Many ministers, people and spiritual sects believe that he will be the future emperor of God. Privately and even openly, he is commensurate with the crown prince.

Jing Xin thought so himself. Until he learned the news these days, he found that his position as prince was not stable.

Because my father... Seems ready to have another one.

He looked at Liang Taifu and said coldly, "even if concubine Hu dies, the father and emperor can have another son."

Liang Taifu said, "but maybe your majesty wants to have a son because of concubine Hu."

Jing Xin was silent. In fact, he knew that his problem was meaningless. No matter which concubine gave birth to his son, he was a threat to him.

Because it represents the father's attitude.

Taifu's meaning is also very clear. Before the throne, any adventure is worth it.

"What about me? How can I have nothing to do with this? I want to make sure that neither Niu Jin nor Qingshan clan can find out. "

"It's very simple, because it has nothing to do with your highness."

"Do you believe that guy named Shi FengChen?"

"Yes, because I know where his hatred comes from."

Liang Taifu said with emotion: "hatred is the most terrible force, which can help him keep all secrets, even in the face of Qingshan sect."

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There are many pubs in Chaoge city.

Shi FengChen left the tavern and walked around the cobweb like streets for half an hour into another tavern.

The drunken guests in the tavern are still discussing the plum meeting. To be exact, they are still talking about the chess game.

Shi FengChen frowned a little unhappily, went to the tavern, nodded to the shopkeeper and followed him into the quiet sundry room.

"What did you say last time?"

He looked at the fat shopkeeper and said, with a calm look and a strange mood.

As the deputy inspector of the Qing Tian Department of the imperial court, seeing the steward of Bu Laolin, the most important thing to do is to take down the other party, not talk. The shopkeeper looked at him with a smile and didn't speak. Shi FengChen's patience is not very good recently. He said in a deep voice, "I can find you once, so that you can never leave Chaoge city again."“ We have to contact people when we are doing business. It's not surprising that Qingtian company can find me. It's like everyone knows the origin of the hospital by Baima Lake, "the fat shopkeeper still said with a smile." moreover, we have proved our sincerity and ability. The problem is that you haven't said what you are willing to pay. " Since ancient times, it has cost money to treat and kill people. No, Lao Lin does this business. Of course, it is no exception. Shi FengChen looked slightly relaxed and said, "I didn't expect that the disciples of Shuiyue nunnery could be used by you, but why do you believe that Zhao Layue would promise to go alone?" The fat shopkeeper shook his head and said, "it's inconvenient to say. Let's go back to this business. What can you pay? " Shi FengChen said, "if I trade with you, I will be handed over to you. How much you can get naturally depends on how you use me in the future." The fat shopkeeper had a bigger smile on his face, but his tone was full of mockery: "why can a marginalized official of Qingtian company be compared with the leader of Jiufeng? Unless you are a powerful duke or a deputy commander in the town army. " Shi FengChen was not angry. He looked at him with a smile and said, "what if I work for the prince?" The fat shopkeeper didn't show an unexpected look. It seems that he had guessed it long ago“ Interesting, interesting, but you just sold the master. Aren't you afraid he'll kill you when he knows? "“ The prince trusts me, and I also believe that I can keep my mouth shut, even in the face of death and divination, but if possible, I still don't want to face the anger of Castle Peak. " Shi FengChen stared at the fat shopkeeper's two linear eyes and said, "I can trust you, right?" The fat shopkeeper suddenly felt that the court official was interested and said with a smile, "of course, Lao Lin's reputation is very valuable, and you have no value to sell." If Lao Lin doesn't betray Shi FengChen, Shi FengChen naturally has no chance to betray the prince. Why should the prince kill him? On the surface, the focus of this dialogue is here, but Shi FengChen and fat shopkeeper know that this is not the case. The fat shopkeeper made it clear that Shi FengChen had no value to sell, but the crown prince did. After this incident, bu Laolin will certainly get enough benefits from the crown prince, which is why they are willing to participate. The only chip in this deal is the crown prince After leaving the tavern and returning to his home in Nancheng, Shi FengChen stood in the deserted and shabby yard and remained silent for a long time. He is a very incorruptible official. He is serious and upright. Those small sects that should have please him are too lazy to pay attention to him after hitting a few nails. Naturally, there will be no maid servants in such a family, let alone a singer. No family. He has long been used to this desolation, whether in Nanhe prefecture or Chaoge city. But I don't know why. He suddenly felt sad when he thought that Zhao Layue would die three days later. They're all dead. It's good to die. No worries. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.