Chuan Shuzhi became the regent's favorite concubine

When Chou Chenghong heard this, he was about to put the letter away, but in a split second, he calmly folded the letter and pressed it into one side of the scroll.

"If Mr. Pei is entrusted by Uncle Nine Emperors to come to discuss the matter of the prime minister with me, then just say so." Chou Chenghong's eyes were dim, and he raised his face slightly to look at Pei Jinglin who was only a few steps away from him in front of the desk, his tone was It is different from the clearness of youth.

Pei Jinglin only felt that Chou Chenghong in front of him was very strange, he seemed to be carrying a lot of things, or he was planning something, so he just didn't tell him and excluded him.

"The minister is entrusted by the prince, but the minister is not only standing in front of His Royal Highness because of the prince's order." Pei Jinglin gritted his teeth, his face seemed to be suppressing some feelings in his heart.

Chou Chenghong remained silent, lowering his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

"The prime minister's rebellion should be enough for the prince to recognize his true colors. Now the prime minister is leading an army of [-] to the Huaxia Imperial City, and the city will be besieged in just three days. Does the prince know about this?" Pei Jinglin seemed to be hesitating. Generally speaking, he asked Qiu Chenghong in a stern tone.

However, Chou Chenghong's expression didn't change at all after hearing the news, as if he knew the news a long time ago, he didn't even blink his eyes.

Pei Jinglin's hands hanging by his side were already trembling slightly. Looking at the stubborn prince, he felt that all his heartfelt affection was in vain, and asked in a tone as if he was holding on to the last ray of hope: "Hong'er , do you really want to put China's safety at risk?"

As soon as these words came out, Chou Chenghong moved his body, looked at Pei Jinglin squarely, and moved his lips, "Master Pei should be the Minister of the Ministry of War. If I can fulfill my ambitions with Uncle Jiuhuang, I am also happy for Mr. Pei, and I have my own ideas about the prime minister raising troops."

"If you're worried that my position as the crown prince will be unstable... Mr. Pei is too worried." Chou Chenghong said with a hint of meaning.

Pei Jinglin was very angry, if Xi Yuankui surrounded the imperial city and broke into the palace, the overthrow of the Huaxia Dynasty would only happen in a flash, how could this Hong'er still say such words?He also pushed him to the regent's side, he would seek help from Qiu Longci, what was his original intention, would Qiu Chenghong not know?

A feeling of powerlessness climbed up Pei Jinglin's body, and his body couldn't help shaking. Pei Jinglin didn't know how obvious the disappointment was in his eyes, and Chou Chenghong was hurt by the eyes.

"If Mr. Pei can, please don't get involved in the prime minister's rebellion." Even looking at Pei Jinglin's extremely disappointed expression, Chou Chenghong still added this sentence, "Perhaps Mr. Pei shouldn't take the imperial examination."

Should not take the imperial examination?Shouldn't it?When Pei Jinglin heard this, he was unbelievable at first, and then suddenly laughed, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, and the laughter was as ugly as being torn apart. It was rare for Pei Jinglin to lose his composure in front of Chou Chenghong, and he leaned over and gave an extremely irregular salute. , "His Royal Highness, it is my fault."

"It's because I don't know people clearly, and my loyal master is not upright..." Pei Jinglin suddenly paused at this point, as if he suddenly cut off what he was going to say later.

Chou Chenghong has been listening to Pei Jinglin's words with an expressionless face, but the hand that was originally on the table moved to his lap at some point, and he didn't refute Pei Jinglin's words, and even persuaded him to stay. Not a single word.

Pei Jinglin gave up completely, and bowed respectfully and saluted, "I hereby wish the crown prince to be on the throne in the future and be admired by all people!"

"Wei Chen retire!"

If these words were changed in other scenarios, it would be a blessing, but in this situation, it is even more disrespectful to be sarcastic, but Pei Jinglin said so and did so, and after a big salute, he got up and walked out .

It was just that the moment he turned around, his eyes were red, but there were no tears and no sound, only steady steps to leave.

Suddenly, only Chou Chenghong was left in the study.

If the two of them were like this, it would be regarded as the end of friendship, there is only a layer of relationship between monarch and minister that is so fragile that it can be peeled off at any time but is hard to maintain, and nothing else.

The sunlight shifted and fell on the side of Chou Chenghong's book case, and the sunlight on the side also moved away, making Chou Chenghong suddenly plunged into darkness. After an unknown period of time, Chou Chenghong, who was sitting withered behind the book case, moved and stood up. , but walked towards the dark room in the study.

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Leaving the Prince's Mansion and walking towards the carriage, Pei Jinglin's back revealed a sense of determination and a little forbearance. When he raised his foot to get into the carriage, he turned his head and glanced at the tall gate of the Prince's Mansion, but it was just a glance. It seems that they just want to remember what it looks like here.

He is now only doing things based on his original intention. He protects the country of China. As for the throne, it will be Qiu Longci, or... Chou Chenghong, he has no time to care about it anymore. He is just loyal to the emperor. Who will this emperor be? , he no longer cares.

After making up his mind, Pei Jinglin resolutely got into the carriage, and the carriage drove away, as if what happened at noon was just a dream.

That night, a small gate was opened at the gate of the imperial city, and countless carriages carrying grain and grass headed towards the border gate, keeping a low profile as much as possible, for fear of attracting others' attention.

On another trail, there was also a horse rushing towards the border without stopping, but no one knew about it.

In the middle of the night that day, Pei Jinglin returned to Pei's Mansion from Shangshu's Mansion.

Under the shroud of night, the palace was also completely silent.

When Luo Qingzhu woke up, he realized that the night was already dark, and he jumped up from the bed in shock, but he didn't know where it was, and immediately grinned in pain, "Bastard Qiu Longci! Ouch, my waist..."

After being tossed by Qiu Longci for a long time today, Luo Qingzhu didn't know when he was carried back to the room by Qiu Longci, but when he woke up, he was the only one in the room.

Suddenly remembering that he wanted to pass on the news he learned today to Luo Yan, so that he could prepare earlier, Luo Qingzhu cursed again in a low voice that Qiu Longci had ruined him.

"No, I have to tell the fourth brother about this tonight." Luo Qingzhu made up his mind in an instant, endured the pain in his body and climbed out of bed, and quickly wrote a letter on the side table.

Finally, after folding the letter a few times and placing it on the chest, he put on the mask and walked out of the room.

Walking outside the courtyard, I deliberately found the old housekeeper. The old housekeeper was about to deliver tea in the direction of the study, but Luo Qingzhu stopped him halfway.

"Old butler, what is the prince doing now?" Luo Qingzhu asked normally.

"Back to the princess, the prince is discussing matters with others in the study, and it won't be over for a while, the princess should go to find the prince later." The old housekeeper reminded.

That's what I want, Luo Qingzhu said with satisfaction.

"Okay, old housekeeper, let's go, I'll take a stroll around the back garden by myself." Luo Qingzhu said boldly.

After the old butler finished his salute and left, he immediately turned around and ran towards the direction where he sneaked out of the mansion this morning.