Chapter 117

"Old minister, old minister..." Su Yuan almost vomited blood, and asked the emperor to issue an imperial decree, punish Su Lin, and send stinky shoes. Where can I put the face of the Su Mansion? When the imperial decree was read out, what did you read, it was carried by the heavens, and the emperor said, the Su family Su Lin did not fulfill the gambling contract because she offended Princess Cen.

Thinking of this imperial decree, cold sweat broke out on Su Yuan's forehead. I am afraid that this will be laughed at by the people to death, and the face of the Su family will definitely be ruined on this.

Murong Hao just responded, seeing Su Yuanqi's blushing face and thick neck, he snorted coldly, "I have already done the punishment for the third child, Master Su, is it only your granddaughter who is the treasure! No matter how big it is, he is also the Prince of Yun Kingdom, and he has not been deprived of the position of King Cen!"

"Yes, yes..." Su Yuan suffered a dumb loss, knowing that there would be no result if he continued like this.

With a big wave of his hand, Murong Hao didn't bother to pay attention to these matters, and immediately retreated.

However, Murong Chu, who was standing on the main hall, frowned slightly. His fingers on his chest trembled slightly, as if something was brewing. Those Ling Ran eyes swept over the ministers who had not yet retreated. A ray of cold light suddenly appeared, stroking the hair on his temples, and did not intend to speak.

But Murong Mo on the side couldn't wait any longer, he squeezed his hands tightly, gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, Father, he's bored with lard, don't know what he's doing! That lame man, he actually pets him. , to help him speak, in the father's heart, is it important to us or him!"

"Brother, I'm not convinced either. Look at what my injuries are like. Father, if you don't say a word, it's still my fault. It's me who was beaten, and it's me who suffers. But this It’s good to suffer a little loss, and you will have a long memory. But eldest brother, you are different. You maintain the dignity of your father and emperor everywhere, and you are dedicated to the whole Yun country. Look at him Mu Cangyun! I have nothing to do all day long, let the cloud country support It's a waste of food to follow him! Besides, he's doing the right thing with your eldest brother and slaps you in the face. The royal father just sent him out, how can we solve our hatred!" Murongjian followed suit, but it was time for him. In the middle of the conversation, the conversation changed, and it was Murong Chu who spoke.

Su Yuan spit in his heart, but still bowed his hands respectfully and said: "His Royal Highness, the fifth prince is right, if you want to take root in the imperial court, you must first and then quickly. His Royal Highness King Cen is always a nail, you must Remove! Now the emperor's decision is also biased towards His Royal Highness Cen King, I am afraid he is still thinking of the great achievements of His Royal Highness King Cen in the past, if it really makes His Highness King Cen turn over, then His Highness..."

Li Mang in the black eyes suddenly appeared, and the corners of Murong Chu's mouth raised slightly, but he smiled calmly: "He can never become the king of the cloud country, this position will always be mine. Master Su, what are you worried about? It won't take long for the matter to be resolved. Don't forget who is behind Cencheng on the southwestern border of the Yun Kingdom. Around Jiancheng, mountain bandits are everywhere. With their strength, they can collude with the rebels. Are robbers enemies?"

"His Royal Highness means... Your Highness is wise!" Su Yuan suddenly realized, and hurriedly handed over.

"As for the second brother, the elder brother has nothing to do with the things that the father and the emperor have acquiesced in. I'm afraid that more than 10 million silver taels, you will have to make up for the bankruptcy. As for the fifth brother, don't be like a girl in everything. Weeping and making trouble in the main hall, chasing the flames and possessing the power, the heart of the villain." At the end, Murong Chu sneered a little, then waved his sleeves and left the hall.

Only then did the ministers slowly back out of the court, secretly letting out a sigh of relief. It's just that Murong Mo was already on the verge of dying, but Murong Jian was hiding a murderous intention.

In the quiet imperial garden, the perennial green vines climbed all over the tree stand, and four carved dragon and phoenix columns made of white jade stood, with a square jade table in the center. The chessboard is made of pure blood jade, and the silver silk of the thousand-year-old snow silkworm is criss-crossed, and the black and white chess pieces on it are scattered in a disorderly manner.

But the person playing chess, with a lazy posture, leaned slightly on the stone platform, the blue silk fluttered, and the jug in his hand tilted slightly, allowing the clear jade dew nectar to be sprinkled, crystal clear. His long and narrow black eyes were slightly drunk, his fingers like jade scallions lightly picked up the white flag and landed on the line, he said with a soft laugh, "Now that the cloud kingdom is in a state of change, you are still in the mood to pursue the way of longevity, abandoning the country and the people without any regard for it. , can you bear it?"

"What does Master Lan Yu say? Whether it is an emperor or a commoner, which one does not want to live with the world! What I want is not the country and the people, but my life, truly living in Time in this world! Everything else is just nonsense." Murong Hao, who was wearing a dragon robe, walked out from the corner of the garden, the folds on the dragon robe had not been flattened, and the eunuch and the palace maid behind him followed, panting slightly.

As if he had heard the most ridiculous joke, Lan Yu propped his head and laughed softly: "Really? Then, Your Majesty, I want you to give up the throne of the Yun Kingdom, give up your glory and wealth, and become an ordinary person who will be seen every day at sunrise. Working, resting at sunset, experiencing the sufferings of the world, are you still willing to live forever?"

"Master Lan Yu, please don't make any jokes." Murong Hao's expression changed slightly, and he frowned: "I have respected your request, and I will not embarrass Cangyun. Today in the hall, I favor him and dispatch him Arriving in Cencheng, the Crown Prince and Lord Su were very dissatisfied, and the second and fifth children lost face. But... Master Lan Yu, since he leaves the capital, Zhen will naturally not be able to embarrass him."

In other words, whether he wants to rebel or raise troops is something he can do recklessly.

After hearing this, Lan Yu just chuckled and nodded, "Well, yes, if there is no accident in the capital, it is none of your responsibility. The holy water will be fine for a while, but it can last you a hundred years at most, remember. , is a hundred years of life, not a hundred years of life. People, only when the most difficult and dangerous times are, do you know who the people who really care about you are. I hope it is not too late when you understand this sentence. By the way, I'm still bothering His Majesty King Yun, take some time to formulate the decree, and let them get married. The weather is not very good today, I'm sullen and flustered in my heart, I'll go out for a walk first, meet my disciple, and say goodbye."

At the moment when the last two words fell, Lan Yu's figure had already disappeared by the edge of the jade table. On the other hand, Murong Hao's face was so dark that he couldn't wait to lift the chess game in front of him. He was the king of a country, but he was being led by the nose, and there was nowhere to express his anger. irritating!

"Hmph, after the holy water is refined, you won't be of any use. I don't care who you are..." Staring indifferently ahead, Murong Hao waved his hand and was about to leave, but his eyes fell on the chessboard, and the whole person was stunned. As if being sucked in, in the cold palace, the face of the dying person on the bed was like withered bones, crying blood and dying.

Murong Hao was so frightened that he took three or four steps back and almost fell to the ground, sweating profusely on his forehead. The person who died crying blood was actually...