Chapter 117 Mr. Chen, You Are Very Good
When it comes to changing the subject and distancing oneself from others, Feng Bu is an excellent master.
As soon as he appeared and saw that the situation was not right, he immediately thought of this excuse to distance himself from the matter.
Since I have appeared, how can he deny it just because he wants to?
If he doesn't pull him down, all his injuries will be in vain.
"Are you kidding me, Minister Feng? Didn't you just want to kill all nine generations of my clan? Others may not dare, but you, Minister Feng, certainly would." Chen Zhihe said slowly.
Feng Bu's pupils shrank. Chen Zhihe's words were almost like directly saying that he was the one who sent people to kill him.
How dare he.
"Chen Zhihe, stop slandering me." Feng Bu retorted loudly.
"Don't worry." Chen Zhihe took out another memorial from his arms: "I am not Minister Feng. I cannot convict people with my mouth. I have evidence to prove that this matter has a lot to do with Minister Feng."
As soon as the words fell, the royal guards outside the palace escorted a person into the hall.
If Feng didn't see the person being escorted in, he almost couldn't keep his balance.
This man had a scar running across the middle of his cheek, dividing his face into two parts. This man was Feng Bu's subordinate Lu Qi.
Emperor Luqidewu had seen it before, and he slapped his palm on the table:
"Feng Bu, you are so bold that you dare to go beyond me, kill my ministers, and wrongly accuse Chen Aiqing. If I don't punish you severely today, it will be unfair to Chen Aiqing for being trapped in the field for me."
As he spoke, the Royal Guards in armor rushed in from outside the hall and dragged Feng Bu away.
"Teacher, save me..." Feng Bu, who was dragged away, was still shouting loudly.
Zhang Lianci did not move at all. Compared to a mere Feng Bu, he was more concerned about the list that Chen Zhihe brought to His Majesty and the contents of the memorial.
All the civil and military officials in the court were surprised that Feng Bu was captured so easily by the Imperial Guards.
But after thinking about it, I figured it out. It must be the news brought back by Chen Zhihe. It is very important. Just now, he almost convicted Chen Sanye of a false crime.
Your Majesty, you must express your opinion and comfort others!
Mr. Chen San was actually not satisfied with this result.
But he did not hold grudges against the Zhang faction. He had always known that this matter had nothing to do with Zhang Lianci. As the first faction of the Jin Dynasty, it was not easy to deal with Zhang Lianci.
Knowing when to stop can often help you achieve the results you desire.
Emperor Dewu's dissatisfaction with Master Chen San was somewhat alleviated because of his ability to know when to advance and when to retreat.
After retiring from court, Master Chen San accompanied Emperor Dewu to the Imperial Study and told him what had happened in Lingnan. He was quite satisfied with what Master Chen San had done this time.
"Chen Aiqing, you still have your teacher ahead of you. If you are promoted to a higher position, your teacher should have some ideas. I have neglected the crown prince over the years. I want you to teach the crown prince. Are you willing?"
Master Chen was stunned, not understanding what Emperor Dewu meant, but he still told the truth:
"Your Majesty, compared to me, your teacher, Prime Minister Zhang is more suitable to teach the prince."
"Yes!" Emperor Dewu smiled, but his expression was not reflected in his eyes.
"But I think Chen Aiqing is more suitable. You don't have to rush to answer me. Go back and think about it!"
"Yes." Mr. Chen San bowed and left the imperial study.
Emperor Dewu's smile faded, replaced by an indiscernible profoundness.
……
Here, Master Chen San walked out of the palace. Master Chen Wu and his men had already sent the officials from Lingnan to prison and were waiting at the palace gate, as well as Lord He and the other officials who had followed him to Lingnan.
Lord He led the others and bowed deeply to Master Chen San.
This time, everyone was able to escape danger, all thanks to Uncle Chen San who risked his life to fight for his life, otherwise their graves would have been overgrown with grass.
Mr. Chen San turned aside and said:
"I'm not doing this for you, I'm doing this for myself, and I'm not the only one who can save you all."
Just as he was about to mount his horse, a figure walked out of the palace, walked straight up to him, and looked at him with a smile.
Master Chen San hesitated for a moment, then took back the foot that was on the horse stool ladder, clasped his hands together and bowed slowly:
"Mr. Zhang."
Zhang Lianci nodded:
"Yes, we are old! Sooner or later, the world will rely on you young people. Zhihe, you are better than your teacher, and you are incomparable to my useless student. You have a bright future!" After saying that, he stretched out his hand and patted Master Chen San on the shoulder, then left with a faint smile.
After Zhang Lianci walked away, Zhou Zheng stood behind him, looking at Mr. Chen San with a complicated expression.
Mr. Chen San saw it.
He was undoubtedly grateful and respectful to the teacher who had helped him a lot, but after what happened, he felt the teacher's indifference and indifference.
He felt a mixture of reluctance, discomfort and disappointment, and it was difficult for him to calm down.
I do not know how long it has been?
Zhou Zheng walked slowly in front of him, his tone as gentle as ever:
"I'm glad you're back. Your junior brother missed you a lot. Go see him when you have time."
"Student understands." Mr. Chen San nodded with a smile.
It seemed like nothing had changed between the master and the disciple, and yet it seemed like everything had changed.
When Zhou Zheng's back was no longer visible, Master Chen San took a deep breath, lifted the curtain, and got into the carriage.
The carriage rushed to Chen's house eagerly.
……
Qiu had been waiting at the door of Prince Qi for three whole days, but still hadn't seen Prince Qi. She couldn't even get into Prince Qi's mansion. It was all because of that so-called Madam Bai.
When Liu Yu enters Prince Qi's mansion, he will teach Madam Bai a lesson.
Just as Qiu was immersed in her sweet dream, a carriage with a glazed roof slowly drove in from the end of the road.
Qiu's eyes lit up with joy, for she recognized this carriage; it was the one that Prince Qi had taken when he sent Liu Huan back home.
She rushed over immediately, so agile that she didn't look like an old person.
This scared the coachman of Prince Qi's mansion, and he hurriedly tightened the rope to avoid hitting Qiu directly.
"Who are you? How dare you stop the prince's carriage?" The guards on both sides of the carriage rushed out and surrounded Qiu.
Qiu was in a very embarrassing situation at the moment. If she didn't want to appear sincere, why would she have gone to the trouble of guarding the door of Prince Qi's mansion by herself?
She tried to steady herself, and her dry throat made a sound:
"Your Highness, I am Madam Qiu from the Marquis of Pingnan Mansion. I have something important to tell you."
Inside the carriage, Prince Qi was rubbing his hurt shoulder. When he heard Qiu's voice, he seemed to have thought of something, and a strong expectation burned in his eyes.
After so long, it finally came again. The face in the dream and Liu Yu's figure appeared in his mind again. His body, which had been idle in the palace for three days, responded again.
I hope there won't be any accidents this time.
He raised his hand, opened the curtain, and looked down at Qiu, who looked more than ten years older than last time. Impatience appeared on his face: "You'd better be really busy, Qiu, to bother me so late. Otherwise, Liu Huan can't protect you."
"Does the prince remember Yu'er?" Qiu wiped the sweat from her forehead.
"Liu Yu? Are you sure?" King Qi showed doubt on his face: "Will the same thing happen again this time?"
Qiu smiled and assured: "Absolutely not, Your Majesty, rest assured."