He originally thought that Mu Ting would look greatly moved when he said these words.
But the young prince only looked at him with burning eyes, his expression still as usual.
The young prince nodded: "I have heard of such a statement. But I just asked Yue Langjun that you have been around for more than ten years. Why doesn't the emperor be suspicious of you and kill you directly? In this way, he will not be exposed. I worry day and night that someone will snatch him away from him anytime he sits on the throne."
Quite interesting!
Nangong Wenyue smiled sincerely this time: "Prince Mu, that's a good question. But he didn't dare to be so blatant, so I can still save my life now."
It’s not that I don’t dare, it’s that I don’t dare to do it blatantly!
Mu Ting was stunned and raised his brows slightly: "So all the recent events in the capital are all due to your rivalry with him? The case of Li Zhuang is the same as the case of the Di clan's special case?"
Nangong Wenyue picked up the tea spoon and struck the tea: "Everyone in the world says that the prince is dull, but I don't think so."
It seemed that Chen Ze was right. The muddy water in the capital was muddied by Nangong Wenyue.
"Is that so good?" Mu Ting asked him, "If you compete with him, you will end up losing countless lives."
"Oh, I thought that Prince Mu grew up in the Yanzhou military camp and saw countless lives..."
Mu Ting interrupted him: "How can these be compared?"
"Why not? Prince Mu has been in the capital for a while. Not to mention others, you are the most familiar with Madam Qin. If she hadn't been protected by you and me, she would have been eaten by the wolves and leopards in the capital. It’s all clean and tidy.”
Nangong Wenyue said it very roughly, but it was indeed correct.
"Emperors have always changed, and how can anyone be immortal? If you want to win the supreme position that everyone in the world wants without any blood, you have to harden your heart. I have tried my best to deal with him this time."
The tea whisk hits the tea cup, making a pleasant sound.
Mu Ting watched in silence as Nangong Wenyue hit the tea cup, and after a while he said, "You can also be like the censor, and give a memorial to advise him to be a good king."
"Huh. Prince Mu has met that man a few times. How good is his impression? A king who can let famous generals dance swords for him at palace banquets, but makes people want to get rid of him quickly? "
Nangong Wenyue mentioned that a few days ago, on the day when Mu Ting was conferred, it was obviously a palace banquet to celebrate him, but the king asked him to dance with the sword.
"Does Prince Mu know why General Yude, who is as famous as your father, never lets his grandson join the military? That's because when his only son lost an arm and a leg while fighting for the country, he actually said that such a useless person would still be alive. What’s the use?”
Mu Ting knew that General Yude's only son died tragically, but he didn't know that the king would say such chilling words.
Nangong Wenyue stopped beating the tea and stared at the tea foam quietly.
The East Pavilion became quiet.
After a long time, Nangong Wenyue looked at the tea foam and raised the corners of her lips: "It's a serious crime again."
He raised his head and looked at Mu Ting: "Prince Mu can endure the humiliation of sword dancing. I think he has an idea in mind."
Mu Ting shook his head: "Although I grew up next to my father, I don't like war the most." He has seen countless wars, large and small, and the only ones who cried in the end were the innocent people.
"As long as I plan well in the capital, there will be no rivers of blood outside the capital." Nangong Wenyue handed the tea cup to Mu Ting, "Prince Mu, are you willing to lend a helping hand?"
"How can we help?" Mu Ting took the teacup and looked at the tea foam in the teacup being beaten into strange patterns.
"I'll help you sit in that position..."
The tea cup in Mu Ting's hand fell on the coffee table, and the tea foam spilled all over the table.
Mu Ting stood up and looked down at Nangong Wenyue: "Don't joke, Mr. Wenyue Lang. I came to discuss with Mr. Wenyue Lang about the Di tribe's crime, not to listen to Mr. Wenyue Lang's nonsense. "
Nangong Wenyue lowered her eyes and looked at the tea foam on the table, and said softly: "It's a pity."
No wonder Daxi, such a good tea didn’t even have a chance to be tasted.
Mu Ting continued solemnly: "I will pretend that Mr. Wenyue Lang has not said this. Since Mr. Wenyue Lang is not sincere, I will leave."
But in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the darkness.
The Capital City was still a little chilly late at night.
The man who had just been fighting with Mu Ting jumped in, shivering: "It's so cold. Come on, come on, give me a bowl of hot tea."
"Pour it yourself." Nangong Wenyue was too lazy to pay attention to him.
The man chuckled and put all the chestnuts into his arms: "That boy rejected you. By the way, I must declare one thing. My grandfather didn't let me join the martial arts, but he didn't let me do it for him. Effectiveness."
"If you have tea, you will have tea. There is so much nonsense, Mr. Jiang Xiaolang." Nangong Wenyue spurned him.
Jiang Hongsheng chuckled: "Mr. Wenyue Lang must be very angry. He finally found one and was rejected."
Nangong Wenyue was too lazy to pay attention to him.
"By the way, this guy has been going to Mrs. Qin's shop these days. Do you think Prince Mu is really treating Mrs. Qin..."
Nangong Wenyue leaned back lazily: "It doesn't matter if I really like her. The barrier between them is as deep and long as the gap between you and me."
"Tsk, I just ate a few more bowls of rice and a few more chestnuts from you. Why did you speak so badly of me?"
"It doesn't matter how much you eat, the most important thing is whether things are done smoothly. I asked you to find out the person behind Li Wanzhou, have you found out?"
Jiang Hongsheng disagreed: "Isn't that the person behind him, well..." He immediately received Nangong Wenyue's "caring" look.
"The effect I want is to break his arms instead of letting him break mine."
Jiang Hongsheng suddenly felt that the chestnuts in his mouth were no longer fragrant, and his expression became serious: "Speaking of this, there is something really strange about the person behind Li Wanzhou."
"Oh? Why do you see it?"
"Maybe the person behind it wants to rebel just like you... Ahem, no, no, no, I made a mistake. I want to sit in that position myself."
"If you can't find out the person behind Li Wanzhou..." Nangong Wenyue's posture was leisurely, but his words were cold and ruthless, "I will ask Chen Guichun not to cook for you."
Jiang Hongsheng muttered: "Is it necessary to use such despicable methods?"
Nangong Wenyue didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"
"Mr. Lang, Princess Huizhen is making trouble again and insists on seeing you."
Jiang Hongsheng peeled the chestnuts and said, "Oh, why don't you hurry up and take a look? Princess Huizhen is the adopted sister of Prince Mu after all. You must have treated her badly. Hey!"
He slapped his thigh: "Didn't Prince Mu reject you? You can also start with Princess Huizhen and Mrs. Qin. As the old saying goes, it is difficult for a hero to be a beauty..."
"Eat your chestnuts!" Nangong Wenyue really wanted to open Jiang Hongsheng's brain to see if it was full of chestnuts.
He didn't want to see Princess Huizhen, but he didn't want to stay with Jiang Hongsheng, and he was afraid that Princess Huizhen would be like last time, so he had to get up in frustration.
"A sharp mouth and a soft heart." Jiang Hongsheng said from behind Nangong Wenyue, sitting leisurely on the table.
"You're not allowed to watch the fun! After eating the chestnuts, go and do your business quickly!" Nangong Wenyue turned around and warned Jiang Hongsheng. He suspected that Jiang Hongsheng had been unable to find out the person behind Li Wanzhou because he was too careless.
Jiang Hongsheng was actually very busy. After eating the chestnuts, he had to go to the Wenchang Marquis Mansion to watch the excitement and check on Li Wanzhou on the way.
Hey, I’m so overwhelmed!
