This king wants to be the leader of the martial arts alliance

A few days later in the afternoon, Yan Dingnan was playing with the baby while listening to Xia Bing's report.

"It was He Lu and Nian Lun who were sent to watch Liang Jianqiu, but according to them, Liang Jianqiu has only stayed in the palace for the past few days and has not gone out. Occasionally speaking with other adults, it is just Talk nonsense."

Yan Dingnan frowned, and suddenly sighed: "That's right, staying in the palace, he will naturally realize that these two people are monitoring him, and will not do anything out of the ordinary."

Xia Bing asked suspiciously: "Princess, what is out of the ordinary?"

Yan Dingnan shook the index finger held by his daughter, seeing that she was wrapped up like a silkworm chrysalis, and she kept laughing happily, which made her feel better.

He didn't know how to tell Xia Bing, so he could only say, "It's okay... I mean, we can't find out what he did."

"Princess, let Chunyi go." Xia Bing recommended: "She is good at martial arts, and she is very well-mannered."

Yan Dingnan sighed: "But she is a girl's house after all, I should go and see at night."

He hesitated and said, "No matter how well a person pretends, there will always be some clues at night."

Xia Bing advised without hesitation: "I'm afraid the prince will not agree."

Yan Dingnan stuffed his daughter's hand back into the small quilt, and heard Xia Bing say: "Besides, several adults have already asked the prince to resign, explaining that in the future

just go. "

"Tomorrow?" Yan Dingnan thought in astonishment: Did Liang Jianqiu set up some kind of trap in the capital?

He waved his hand, and after making this movement, he felt that this movement was very similar to Ning Yanzhi.

But he didn't think too much, and said, "Forget it, you go down first."

Xia Bing was extremely puzzled.

The concubine and the prince disliked Liang Jianqiu very much.

Still inexplicably unpleasant.

After Xia Bing left, Yan Dingnan sent a letter to Wen Qi, asking him to find out what happened in the capital.

Wen Qi should be on line with the Ministry of Rites. Thinking of this, Yan Dingnan paused again.

Speaking of Jingcheng's eyeliner, before returning to his soul, he didn't know who Ning Yanzhi trusted to end up like this.

It can't be Wenhong, what about the Tang family?

If Tang Jialiang and Tang's father cooperated internally and externally...then the prince would really believe it.

Yan Dingnan led himself out of the misunderstanding and thought: It doesn't matter whether there is another person like me, the important thing is to take care of the overall situation.

Then he thought about it, and found that he knew a little less.

And Ning Yanzhi was chatting with those farewell officials in the living room at the moment. The imperial envoy was appointed by the emperor and his surname was Zhu.

"Master Zhu won't stay for a few more days?" He hypocritically greeted: "In case someone blames this king for not being good at hospitality."

There was a layer of sweat on the forehead of the second-rank imperial envoy surnamed Zhu, and he replied with a smile: "You are a prince, no one dares to blame you, but if I wait for death and don't leave, it is really not the way to be a guest. "

He knew that the word "blame" refers to the imperial concubine, but he could only pretend that he didn't understand, for fear of offending the Prince Jing in front of him, whom no one took seriously.

After staying in the palace for a few days, I saw that Ning Yanzhi had a smile on his eyes every day, and he thought that his temper had really changed, but who would have thought that after seeing him today, he was still the same as before, nothing changed.

Every sentence is thorny, making people unable to answer.

"My lords." Ning Yanzhi said with a half-smile, "Then let's go all the way."

After he said these words, all the ministers present felt chills down their spines.

It was not a very warm day, but my heart was even colder.

Not knowing why, Lord Zhu bit the bullet and said: "Thank you, my lord, for your kindness. I will leave now."

"When are the adults going to leave?" Although they already knew the time of their departure, but at this time they came to say goodbye, Ning Yanzhi could only ask again to show that he was a prince who was close to his subordinates.

Although no one is willing to believe this.

"Tomorrow morning."

Ning Yanzhi said with a smile: "Let's go in the morning, and you can arrive at the post station in the evening. Take your time, sir."

"By the way." Ning Yanzhi suddenly asked, "I once gave Master Zhu a brush, do you still remember?"

"Of course I remember."

Ning Yanzhi took a sip of the warm tea and said with a smile, "It's a pen made of lanugo hair when the Princess is full moon. My lord, keep it and remember to present it to Father."

Master Zhu got up and bowed, and said: "I should do my best."

Liang Jianqiu was seated at the bottom, his status was a bit unqualified, it was the imperial concubine who asked him to come with him after a few words, so he could only accompany him in the bottom seat.

I don't know if it's his illusion, but it seems that when Ning Yanzhi said "sirs walk slowly", he glanced at him specially.

Those eyes were deep, and seemed to contain a trace of contempt and solemnity.

He didn't know how he noticed this extremely contradictory point, but since he returned to his soul, he has been extremely sensitive to people's emotions.

That trace of contempt made him angry, and that trace of solemnity made his heart sink.

He went all the way out of the living room, and when the cold wind blew outside, he came back to his senses.

Liang Jianqiu warned himself that although many things have changed, there are still many things that will not change.

Ning Yanzhi can become a prisoner once, and he can become a second time.

At that time, he only needs to ask the empress dowager and the new emperor to send troops to carefully guard all the city gates, and he will never let Ning Yanzhi escape a second time.

Not only have high-ranking officials and generous salary, but also can sit back and relax.

That King Jing is nothing more than a piece of bones and a pile of loess under the throne.

He saw the imperial envoy surnamed Zhu wipe the cold sweat off his brow, and he listened to his instructions: "Everyone pack up their own things and leave at six o'clock tomorrow morning (nine o'clock in the morning)."

On the surface, he agreed respectfully, but Liang Jianqiu's heart was full of indifference.

He knew that the people in his company both looked down on him and feared him.But so what, even if he is a lackey, he is also a lackey under the feet of the imperial concubine and the third prince, and the third prince is the crown prince and the heir apparent, and in a year's time, he will be the lord of the world.

What it will look like at that time, whoever looks down on whom, is another matter.

After comforting himself, Liang Jianqiu felt much better. He stretched his eyebrows and eyes, and walked back to his room leisurely.

After returning to the bedroom, Ning Yanzhi in this room was "forced to question" by Yan Dingnan.

He had no choice but to fully explain his power in the capital.

"Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, needless to say, his son is Tang Jialiang."

"Bai Shangxing, Minister of the Ministry of War, his natal nephew offended the imperial concubine, and my brother and I said a few nice words for him, you know that too."

"The neutral party | faction is headed by the prime minister on the left. These people just watch the fire from the other side. If their interests are not involved, don't try to pull them into the boat."

"The third prince, that is, the Princeling Party | The faction is dominated by the right chancellor Deng Liwei, and the entire Cao family is the same, as well as those disciples and staff."

Yan Dingnan interrupted Ning Yanzhi, who was trying to fool him, and asked neatly: "My lord, I just want to know who your eyeliner is in the capital."

Ning Yanzhi was stunned, and asked, "Why did you suddenly think of asking this?"

"You can't make the same mistake twice." Yan Dingnan looked at him and said, "The reason why we lost everything that time was because we believed the fake news passed by the eyeliner."

Yan Dingnan said seriously: "Think about it, who is likely to rebel?"

"Probably not..." Ning Yanzhi frowned, and said, "Anyone who might betray anyone, I would never believe the news he sent, at least I would investigate."

"Could it be that they were deceived by the imperial concubine?" Yan Dingnan said, "What they themselves got was also fake news?"

"It's possible." Ning Yanzhi pinched his face to make him look less serious, before persuading him: "Don't worry, there is Gu Lianxiao's Flying Pigeon Tower, let him help you find out the news."

"Tsk." Ning Yanzhi rubbed Yan Dingnan's face, and suddenly said with emotion: "Look, the martial arts masters I know now are all because of you, not to mention that I have a wide range of sources of information, and I have the power to protect myself. Even my daughter is so smart and cute."

"This shows what?"

Yan Dingnan replied hesitantly: "It means...we can all live well?"

Ning Yanzhi smiled and said, "It shows the importance of the relationship between husband and wife."

"If we have a good relationship, we have everything. If our relationship is not good, we will lose our lives." Ning Yanzhi raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you right?"