The man in the cyan gown put away his dangling appearance, and said very seriously, "There is no trace of them in Xiliu."
The voice fell to the ground, and Shanshan did not speak, and fell into deep thought, as if thinking about something.
Seeing this, the man in the cyan gown did not speak, and the two fell into silence.
Inside the Flowing Water
Hua Ziqing wore a long gown and sat in a chair leisurely.
Even if he is imprisoned here, he still enjoys it very much, with the cooked tea in front of him and a tea ceremony book next to him.
"Master, Hua Zirong will hold a disaster relief banquet tomorrow." The masked man informed him of the information outside.
Hua Ziqing smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, "It seems that Prime Minister Wen's affairs have started him on alert, and I want to use this to make all civil and military officials spit out silver."
"Master, how should we deal with this matter?" the masked man asked lightly.
Hua Zi's eyes flashed across his thoughts, "I eat something in my stomach, it's so easy to spit it out, his move is just a drop in the bucket."
"The prince's subordinates are only afraid that Prime Minister Wen will take the lead in donating. By then, wouldn't other officials dare not follow it?" The masked man said with a cold look in his eyes.
Hearing this, Hua Zirong's eyes were indifferent, "Prime Minister Wen wants to change his life with his wealth, and he is destined to have nothing to do with him."
"What did the prince say?" The masked man's gaze was clear, as if he had a deep meaning.
Hua Ziqing watered the teapot with tea, and acted skillfully, "Look at it, the disaster relief conference will be a complete farce."
"The prince meant that Hua Zirong's goal could not be successful?" the masked man asked indifferently.
As soon as he finished speaking, Huazi shook his head lightly, and stopped his movements, "No, the purpose of this disaster relief banquet is twofold, one is to explore the wealth of the officials, and the other is to knock the mountain and shake the tiger. Establish the majesty of the emperor."
"So, Hua Zirong's behavior is still very wise." The masked man said with a light touch of his eyes.
Hua Ziqing's sneer deepened, "It's very wise, I'm afraid there will be military advisers behind him."
"Are they Bei Minhao King and Western Region King?" The masked man understood more and more.
After finishing speaking, I saw Hua Ziqing smile mysteriously, "Snake hits seven inches, Hua Zirong wants to let this king know that no matter what this king does, that position does not belong to this king."
"Master, King Yun has been active recently, and she seems to..." The masked man's words were only half-talked, but the meaning contained in it was clearly expressed.
Hua Ziqing's eyes quickly flashed a touch of coldness, "Yun Ruofeng wants to use her, and she also wants to control Yun Ruofeng, it's just that everyone gets what he needs."
"But in this way, doesn't the prince make a wedding dress for others?" The masked man said in a puzzled way.
"You are too superficial, she will only help me, after all, there is still a dead person in it." Hua Ziqing's eyes were deep, with a hint of irony at the corner of his mouth.
Although the masked man couldn't understand what he was talking about, he also understood that his plan was mature.
"Can our people still enter the inn?" Hua Zi asked with a light smile.
The masked man shook his head, "My lord, there are many post masters. As soon as he approached, he was warned."
"The guard Pei Qianhao is so clear, something must be happening in the station, and we don't know." A thought flashed in Hua Ziqing's eyes, and a calculated smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The man in the mask pondered for a while, "Lord, but I have seen the imperial doctor enter and exit the station many times, and the cronies of King Hao also enter and exit with medicine."
"Oh?" Hua Ziqing glanced with deep meaning, "Presumably someone is ill, and the person who can make King Hao so nervous, I am afraid that it must be Princess Hao."
"The prince, is it possible that Yun Ruofeng is doing a ghost in the affairs of Princess Hao?" the mask man asked indifferently.
Hua Ziqing's eyes were cold, "Even if it's not him, he can't be separated from him, but there is someone else in the king's heart."
"Don't talk about this matter, you can find a way to find out the situation in the station as soon as possible, and place a few people into the disaster relief banquet. Since he doesn't want to mess up, let this king help him mess up." He looked cold, the corner of his mouth With a sense of irony, ordered.
Hearing this, the masked man nodded and left quickly.
After a while the door was opened and the guard walked in.
"King Qing, who are you talking to?"
Hua Ziqing sneered at the corner of his mouth, "When do you need to take care of this king?"
The guard knew that although he was imprisoned here, he was still the prince after all, so he retired and locked the door.
Inside the palace of sulfur.
Hua Zirong sat in a chair, constantly correcting memorials.
When he saw the words that the floods in Meng County could not stop, his eyes became colder.
"You all go down, I want to be alone."
With an order, everyone in the house evacuated.
"What are you going to do with him?" The visitor was dressed in a white long dress, with a slender figure and a lotus step by step, and his voice turned softly like a yellow oriole.
Hearing the sound, he raised his head, his eyes were cold, "You don't know."
"I know you care for the people of Meng County, but the overall situation is the most important thing." The woman in the white dress said bitterly.
"Heh!" Hua Zirong sneered, "I keep it, and after the matter is over, I will deal with it completely."
"Your personality is very much like your father." The woman in the white dress said with a hint of thought in her eyes.
"Everyone who should be back is back, have you seen them?" Hua Zirong asked lightly.
The woman in the white dress was relieved, "It's gone, since they all chose to part ways, why bother to meet again."
"Why are you coming back this time?" Hua Zirong asked her with a look of confusion.
The woman in the white dress smiled elegantly, "Look at Zisha."
Immediately, her eyes were cold, "Resolve some personal grievances."
"He is united with her, you are not their opponent." Hua Zirong's eyes were sad, and he faintly advised.
"Well, don't worry about my business, this is the last side of this life." The woman in the white dress smiled elegantly and left here.
Hua Zirong looked at the back of the white dress leaving, the sadness in his eyes deepened, and then he returned to normal.
There was a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth. On the last side of his life, why was he so cruel to me
The woman in the white dress left the sulfur palace and quickly came to Liushui Xiaozhu.
The silver hairpin moved lightly, and the lock fell to the ground.
Hua Ziqing inside the house heard the noise, his eyes became cold, and he winked at the masked man on the beam of the room.
The two of them looked relaxed, but they were fully guarded in their hearts.
The woman in the white gauze dress opened the door, with a sneer at the corner of her mouth, "It seems that you are still quite chic."
"It's you." Hua Ziqing saw the person coming, his eyes thoughtful.
"Well, let me see how unscrupulous you have become for the throne." The woman in the white dress had a sarcasm at the corner of her mouth.
"Emperor Sister, I haven't seen you in a few years, you are still sharp." Hua Zi sneered with clear eyes.
Hearing these two words, the woman in the white long dress looked sarcastically, "No, I am not a member of the royal family for a long time, and I can't afford it."