"This is impossible!" Princess Chen said flatly: "Back then, the Za family personally supported Ying Pei..."
Ding Lang said: "Times have passed and things have changed. Now Ying Pei has been defeated by Jiang Fan and fled to the Western Regions. Even the ancestor of the Za family has died at the hands of Jiang Xiaoyao. The Za family has fallen apart, less than 30% of what it was in its heyday."
"Thirty percent, so what? As long as the foundation of the Za family is still there, it will definitely be able to regain its glory again. You must hold on to me tightly. Once the time comes, plus the rest of Chen Guo, why worry about not being able to make a comeback!" Princess Chen said sternly .
Ding Lang looked bitter and shook his head slightly: "No, mother-in-law... this foundation is not in my hands. I am just taking care of it for others."
Princess Chen's eyebrows suddenly frowned: "What do you mean by this?"
Ding Lang pointed to the largest tent: "The Miscellaneous Family is actually in the hands of that Jiang Xiaoyao."
Princess Chen was stunned. For a moment, she suddenly seemed to understand something, and her eyes shone with disbelief and anger.
"You mean...you have taken refuge with that Jiang bandit?"
Of course Ding Lang understood what she was thinking, and he nodded seriously with an apology on his face: "If I didn't take refuge with him, I would have been dead for a long time."
"Nonsense! You traitor! You traitor!" Princess Chen was furious immediately.
"How can you recognize a thief as your father? Have you forgotten the blood feud between Qin and Ying Wushuang and us?"
Ding Lang sighed secretly, "Concubine, it is the imperial court behind you who have a blood feud with us. They were the ones who instigated the national war, which led to the destruction of our Chen country."
"Presumptuous!" Princess Chen's face was ashen: "Unfilial son, who made you think so? Is it Ying Wushuang? Or Jiang Fan?"
Ding Lang shook his head: "No, it's the truth. Concubine, you choose not to see the truth and put hatred on the Ying family, which is wrong in itself."
Princess Chen was so angry that she was trembling all over. She reached out and slapped Ding Lang hard on the face.
Ding Lang didn't take it seriously, and slowly turned around: "Mother, concubine, listen to me, don't be enemies with them, you are no opponent. Really, they... are too powerful, beyond your imagination... stop." Well, I really don’t want to see anything happen to you..."
"Even if I die, I will kill all the winners and destroy the Qin State!" Princess Chen gritted her teeth, "You traitor... I will kill you to pay homage to your father--!"
Ding Lang sighed deeply in his heart. This is the mother-in-law, that paranoid and crazy mother-in-law. In her eyes, there is no family affection. She only loves herself. The so-called Chen Kingdom and the so-called father and king are all she knows. It was just a tool for the supreme glory, but unfortunately, this tool was destroyed, leaving her with only hatred, hysterical hatred.
Unable to communicate with her, Ding Lang finally endured a lot of words and said slowly: "Mother and concubine, please don't get angry. This is just a temporary move."
Princess Chen was stunned and slowly released the hilt of the sword: "What did you say?"
Ding Lang breathed a sigh of relief, "Mother, I just want you to quit. You are not suitable for this kind of game. Listen to me, the water is too deep, don't be taken advantage of."
Princess Chen didn't care at all and grabbed his sleeve: "What did you just say, expedient move, what do you mean?"
Ding Lang said: "Qin is now monolithic, and there is no room for Chen to survive. I want to take charge of the Zajia, and then wait for opportunities to find another place to rise, just like the Zajia chose Qin back then."
Princess Chen frowned, she didn't understand.
Ding Lang said: "The idea is to choose another place to rebuild the Chen Kingdom."
Princess Chen seemed to understand now, but she said in confusion: "Then there is no need to surrender to the Jiang thieves. You are my prince of Chen."
Ding Lang shook his head: "Mother, concubine, a man can bend and stretch. Jiang Fan covers the sky with only one hand in Qin. If I want the Zajia family, I can't avoid this man. In fact, it is because of him that I reintegrated the Zajia family and became the leader of the family." Go to the head of the Za family, but first you have to help him do things. You have to understand that restoring the country is not a trivial matter, and there is no free lunch in the world. The Qin State is certainly hateful, but if you want to restore the country and take revenge, you must learn to be forbearing and learn to Serve the enemy."
Princess Chen generally understood, but she was very unwilling to do so, and her expression kept changing.
Ding Lang said: "Mother and concubine, please leave everything to your son. Listen to me, be wise and protect yourself, and don't make any more moves. This time I came to visit you behind the back of King Xiaoyao. It will be rare for me to have such an opportunity in the future."
Princess Chen said bitterly: "You do what you want. Mother and concubine will always find opportunities when they are in the imperial court. When the time comes, you and I, mother and son, will join forces..."
Ding Lang felt helpless in his heart. He finally swallowed what he originally wanted to say about his fourth brother Ding Shaoan, and his expression also became imperceptibly indifferent.
"Okay, but concubine, I need some help now, can you help me?"
Princess Chen was stunned: "What do you need?"
Ding Lang narrowed his eyes slightly...
——
On this first day, the sun slowly sets in the west, and it seems that we are going to spend it peacefully.
But when the lanterns first came on, a guest quietly arrived in the camp.
Jiang Fan looked at Lu Tiezui, who was holding a banner in front of him. After a long while, he finally showed an inexplicable smile.
"Mr. Lu, why do you want to see me?"
Lu Tiezui smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I have spoken to you, and I have been targeted. I have no other choice. If I want to survive, I can only take refuge in you. I wonder if the prince can reward me with a bite of food?"
Jiang Fan smiled faintly: "Xiaoyao's food is unparalleled in the world. My food is not that delicious. Where is your capital, sir?"
Lu Tiezui said seriously: "I don't have any other abilities. I just have a mouth that can eat and speak."
"Oh? Sir, do you want to make a living by being able to speak?"
Lu Tiezui chuckled and said: "Under the command of a great man, there are those who are good at military affairs, those who are good at politics, and those who are good at law. Of course, they also need someone who is good at speaking. A villain is not talented, but he is willing to rely on his impeccable tongue. Serve the prince."
Jiang Fan looked him up and down, half-smiling but not smiling: "You can detect flowers by measuring a word, you are quite a talent..."
"You see, this villain is not good at anything else. He has a sharp tongue. If he needs to be a lobbyist in the future, or scold him or something, it will always be of some use."
Jiang Fan held his chin and thought for a moment: "What you said makes some sense, but you have an unknown origin, so I don't dare to use it."
However, Lu Tiezui put down the banner and slowly knelt down: "The prince's staff, Lu Sheng, would like to bow to the prince..."
Jiang Fan's expression changed slightly: "Get up, who do you want to kowtow to?"
Lu Tiezui raised his head and smiled slightly: "Lu is good at character testing. The prince came to the city to play monkey, and claimed that his surname was An and his name was Ping. Anping means Ping An, Ping An... his great-grandson."
"I dare to think..." Jiang Fan sat up and stared at him with interest: "Are you his?"
"No," Luotiezui said with a faint smile, "I belong to His Majesty."
"No," Jiang Fan stared at him: "You are his."
Lu Tiezui said with a smile: "He asked me to be His Majesty's man, so Lu became His Majesty's confidant."
Jiang Fan's lips curled up: "What a complicated identity."
Lu Tiezui said humbly: "No one can compare with His Highness, whose identity is a mystery within a mystery."
