The feeling of pain and happiness made An Yu gradually wake up from the vague consciousness. The gentle kiss was like the drizzle in April, lingering and pathos, making people confused and fascinated...
Feeling the struggle of the person in his arms, Xie Weixing loosened his hand slightly, lowered his head and lowered his eyes, and instantly looked into those misty eyes, and he smiled intoxicatedly. The alluring smile dazzled her eyes, and she simply turned her head away and stopped looking at him.
The laughter grew louder, and An Yu felt his ears burning. She turned around and glared at him, who then calmed down slightly.
"I am from Southern Qi, and I don't have much involvement in Zhongyou's affairs. But Lu Yixiang... has to be eliminated. Zhongyou has always been controlled by the Lu family. Even if Fengnong Villa is no longer bound, it cannot be with the entire Zhongyou. The enemy. If you have enough energy, you will fight; if you take away the energy, you will run away." If you want to uproot the Lu family, you must remove all the fuel from the bottom of the cauldron! "
An Yu turned around and looked up at him. His mind, which was originally a mess, slowly began to clear up some ideas. The reason why the Lu family has not collapsed is not only because it is a big tree with deep roots, but more importantly, no matter how arrogant and domineering the Lu family is, others will not be able to catch a trace of it. Even if there is, the Lu family can quickly erase these stains, so No one has dared to do anything to the Lu family. This time, they forced the Lu family into a corner, allowing the Lu family to reveal their fox tail, and then attacked them in one fell swoop!
Seeing An Yu's understanding expression, he smiled: "Do you know who came up with this?"
"Who?" He was so secretive that An Yu looked at him with some doubts, but Xie Weixing just smiled and said nothing. After a moment of silence, she replied, "Is it Ana Shen?"
Unexpectedly, Xie Weixing nodded: "It's Shen Yan."
"The 19th of the Thirty-six Strategies, Wei Liaozi said, 'If the Qi is strong, you will fight, if the Qi is taken away, it will go away.' I have only taught Shen Yan..." Except for the peepers on the roof. An Yu secretly added this sentence in his heart.
Xie Weixing handed a cup of tea to her hand and said: "Shen Yan is smart and motivated. If you teach him well, he will do great things."
An Yu just nodded and did not answer.
A few days later, the Lu family forced the closure of several newly opened Mihang, Buzhuang and other stores, which made people in the city dissatisfied. Even the emperor asked about this matter. Lu Yixiang's father, Lu Cong, smiled slightly and said calmly: "Your Majesty, this matter is not the fault of the minister. Take the Wu's Rice Shop as an example. He didn’t say hello to the government, and he didn’t pay tribute to our court. How can this be regarded as a regular rice store? A store like this that has never said hello to our court. Once something goes wrong, not only will it be brought to the government It will add unnecessary burden to the government, and it may also endanger us Zhongyou!"
"Lord Lu, is this warrior Mi Xing not as serious as you said?" A minister in his fifties or sixties said calmly.
The old emperor looked at the two of them with drowsy eyes, nodded slightly, and said with a cough: "Old Lu, Lu, Mr. Wei is right. It's not so serious..."
"Huh, why isn't this serious? Please think about it, Your Majesty, our Zhongyou is only of this size. If Wu's Rice Shop was sent by another country and deliberately put medicine in the rice, wouldn't our Zhongyou be finished like this? Mr. Wei is so indulging in Wu's Rice Shop. Could it be that... you have no connection with Wu's Rice Shop? Or am I wrong?" Lu Cong snorted coldly. Normally, he would not speak and let his son Lu Yixiang come forward. But now this matter is a bit tricky, Lu Yixiang is young. He was impatient and still lacked some firepower to deal with these old foxes.
Lu Cong did not move, and when he spoke, the expression on his face was calm. There's no way to tell what's going on in his heart. However, the words he said immediately made the ministers in the court change their expressions. Especially Master Wei, who has been an official for more than 20 years. He has been working hard and climbed to his current position step by step. However, he has not enjoyed much of the good life and has been stepped on by the Lu family. Although he was furious in his heart, he knew that he had no capital to fight, so he only dared to be angry but dared not speak out. Now that the Lu family has finally revealed its flaws, how could he let go of such a good opportunity
"You're talking nonsense!" Mr. Wei pointed angrily at Lu Cong and retorted loudly, "I, Wei Encheng, have always been sincere towards Zhongyou, how could I be so nasty as you said! I think it should be you, How dare you shout "Catch the thief!"
Lu Yixiang was about to retort, but was stopped by Lu Cong's look. He lowered his eyes and let his father take the stage. Lu Cong's expression remained unchanged, his eyes squinted, and he said mockingly: "Master Wei, do you dare to say that you have never eaten the rice sold by my Lu family?"
With just one sentence, Wei Encheng immediately felt like a wilted eggplant. All his arrogance was suppressed. He was full of resentment, but could not express it at all. He hurriedly turned to the side, as if asking for help, Master Lan Bolan, who had always got along well with him: "Master Lan, what did you say?!"
Lan Bao was in charge of the law and seldom spoke, but every time he spoke, he could find the key points, which is why Wei Encheng turned to him eagerly. At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on him. Even the emperor cast his turbid eyes on him.
"Let's talk about this matter..." Lan Bao lowered his head and thought for a moment as if he was extremely distressed, and then said, "Wei Chen thinks that what Master Lu Cong said makes sense. The so-called nip in the bud is mainly about the details of Wu's rice shop. It must be clear and then guarded strictly, maybe we can find out some.”
Lan Bao's words made other ministers nod in agreement. Wei Encheng said angrily: "Wu's rice business is pure and pure, how could it be so bad as you said? Besides, it's not like they have never sold rice before opening a shop." That day, the low-priced rice allowed many people in the city who couldn't even have enough to eat to finally have a full meal, but what about Lu's Rice Shop? The price was so high that the people were selling their sons and daughters!"
Lu Yixiang frowned and shouted in a deep voice before Lu Cong: "I don't understand what Mr. Wei is saying. Since Wu's rice shop is so good, why don't you pay some tribute to our court? Since your wealth is innocent, since your family is innocent, If you come to open a store in our Youzhou city, you must be fully prepared to abide by our Zhongyou rules!"
Lu Yixiang's voice was loud and loud, and the court hall was buzzing for a long time after he finished speaking.
Lu Cong glanced at his son admiringly, with a half-hearted smile at the corner of his mouth, and sneered at Wei Encheng: "Your Majesty, seeing that Mr. Wei is so excited, he must be someone from Wu's Mihang, maybe... Maybe it was him who instigated it! Why don't we leave this matter to the ministers, and we will give an explanation to the emperor then!" After that. He said loudly to the outside, "Come here! Wei Encheng has colluded with other countries and is a thief. Put him in prison!"
"How dare you, Lu Cong!" Wei Encheng shouted, but Lu Cong just looked at him coldly and did not speak. Two guards in soft armor strode forward, grabbed Wei Encheng's hands, and he struggled hard and said, "Your Majesty—"
The emperor frowned and looked down there, feeling a little excited: "Master Lu, you..."
Unexpectedly, before the emperor finished speaking, Lu Yixiang interrupted and said loudly: "Your Majesty, this matter is related to the safety of our Zhongyou, and we must not let it go!"
"Your Majesty, please leave this matter to the old minister! Take Wei Encheng under custody!"
Wei Encheng was escorted down while the father and son sang and sang. The emperor looked at them without taking a breath, and held his throat tightly with his right hand. Upon seeing this, Eunuch Zhang quickly patted his back gently and shouted loudly: "Come here - call the imperial doctor quickly!"
With a rush of footsteps, the emperor was carried down. The ministers followed closely behind the emperor, looking anxiously and saying: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty—"
When the imperial doctor arrived, the emperor had already passed out, but he still kept coughing. Even Wan Qiqin was alarmed and invited into the palace.
"How is the imperial brother?" Wan Qiqin asked calmly, looking down at the imperial doctor who was kneeling on the ground.
"Back to your lord, the emperor is furious, but fortunately he was saved early. As long as he takes a rest and calms down, he will be fine." An old doctor from the Taiyuan Hospital bowed his waist and spoke in a low voice.
Wan Qiqin nodded expressionlessly and waved. He took a step forward and was about to go in, but was stopped by the ministers who were kneeling on the ground behind him.
"Your Majesty, the Emperor's health is getting worse now..."
"Brother Emperor, it will be fine. You all should go back. Didn't Dr. Li just say that? You will be fine after a rest."
Wan Qiqin couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. It should have been a good thing for him that the emperor was seriously ill, but... why didn't he feel any better when he saw him lying on the bed so weakly? So good as expected.
He shook his head, getting rid of these thoughts, and walked gently towards the inner room. On both sides of the dragon's head stood five palace maids respectfully, all of whom were beautiful in appearance. And sitting next to the dragon bed was a young man with white hair!
"You all go down." Wan Qiqin ordered calmly.
"Yes!" The palace maids retreated in an orderly manner, leaving only two people.
The white-haired young man sitting by the bed had his eyes closed, one hand on Wan Qixi's left hand, and he was listening quietly to the diagnosis. The palace was so quiet that not a single sound could be heard. There was only the sound of Wan Qixi's breathing, which was light and heavy. Although it was unstable, it was very regular. Wan Qiqin kept standing by the bed, his eyes falling on Wan Qixi's face. There was no expression on his face, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking. The white-haired man sometimes frowned and sometimes relaxed, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
After a long time, the white-haired man sighed quietly, put away the pulse listening pillow under Wan Qixi's hand, and stood up.
"Master Ji, how is my brother's illness?" The white-haired man standing in front of him is not Ji Hengxuan, who is it
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