"Because my daughter feels that the Prime Minister's Mansion is now very popular. If this continues, sooner or later it will attract the emperor's suspicion."
Zhuge Pan did not feel angry at all because of his daughter's words. Instead, he nodded in agreement, "It is true. But if he walks to the present position for his father, he can't get away easily. If there is such an opportunity, his father will raise him to the emperor. "
Seeing that Zhuge Pan agreed so readily, Zhuge Linlang wondered if she had heard it wrong. Zhuge Pan couldn't help but smile when he looked at his daughter with a stupid expression: "Are you the kind of person who loves power as a father? Actually, he was thinking about this issue a long time ago as a father, but at that time you were with your eldest brother. The foundation of North Korea is unstable, so I have stayed till now."
Zhuge Linlang was a little embarrassed. She said: "My daughter has always felt that the emperor has some big plans recently, so we can get out before then and get out as soon as possible. After you resign, your daughter will find a way to send you out of Daikin."
"Why do you want to leave Daikin?" Zhuge Pan was a little surprised at what his daughter said, "My father originally planned to take your mother back to my hometown in the country after he resigned."
Zhuge Linlang said very vaguely: "The countryside is not safe after all." Then he quickly changed the subject, "Let's talk about this later! By the way, dad, is there a Southern Xinjiang woman who came here during this time?"
This time, Zhuge Pan did not go with his car during the spring hunt. He heard Zhuge Linlang ask about a woman from southern Xinjiang. After thinking about it carefully, he said, "No."
This answer was a little beyond Zhuge Linlang's expectation. Before she left the capital, she had sent people to look for Qiao Ji, but this person seemed to have evaporated from the world, and there was no trace of it.
"Why do you suddenly ask about this?" Zhuge Pan asked thoughtfully when he saw his daughter's expression.
"It's nothing." Zhuge Linlang shook his head, "It's just that a friend from southern Xinjiang came to Daikin some time ago, and my daughter wants you and your mother to see her."
Zhuge Pan knew that Zhuge Linlang would never say that he wanted them to see a friend for no reason, but he didn't ask too much, just said: "If this is the case, then wait for you to find her and find time to come back home. Just one trip."
"it is good."
Be thought of by Zhuge Linlang
Qiao Ji who was reading unexpectedly appeared in Mosin's room.
"What are you doing?" Mo Xin didn't seem to be very happy to see Qiao Ji.
"I heard that you were assassinated, let me see how you are. At any rate, we are all from southern Xinjiang, so we can barely be considered friends!" Qiao Jisi didn't mind Mo Xin's attitude and was self-conscious. I found a place to sit down in the room and looked at Mosin with a smile.
"Little Wang dare not be friends with the famous Phantom Wood House owner." Mo Xin twitched the corners of his mouth when he mentioned the words Phantom Wood House.
Anyone who lives in Southern Xinjiang knows that although Nansang is the largest country in Southern Xinjiang, in fact, there is another force outside Nansang that is not under Nansang, and that is Huanmuju.
Originally, Nansang and Huanmuju did not infringe on each other and were fine, but the peaceful coexistence of the two sides disappeared after the king of Nansang ascended the throne. The current king of Nansang was determined to make some achievements in his political achievements, so from time to time Will go to explore the bottom of Huanmuju, hoping to incorporate Huanmuju into Nansang's territory.
However, the topography of Huanmuju is quite special. There is a natural miasma barrier outside the Huanmuju, and most people can't get close easily. Even the King of Nansang has nothing to do with it, so that's why it hasn't done anything with Huanmuju.
The eldest prince Mo Xin, who has won the true biography of the Nansang King, has become even more serious. In his consciousness, Huanmuju is an obstacle for him to become a prince. There is no other reason. It is only because the owner of the Huanmuju and the second prince of Nansang Mo The relationship between Yap is better.
Because of the backstage of Phantom Wood House, even though Mo Yi was ranked second, he and Mo Xin, the leader of the ranking, were always evenly matched, and even faintly overwhelmed Mo Xin, who was favored by King Nansang. Because of this, Mo Yi and many of Nansang's courtiers did not support the attack on Huanmuju, and the two factions were even more quarrelsome during this period.
Qiao Ji naturally knew that her relationship with Mo Yi hindered Mo Xin, so she was not seen by Mo Xin, but she didn't mind at all. Huan Mu Ju was the painstaking effort passed down by her ancestors, and she did not expect to be in southern Xinjiang. To be the king and hegemony, just want a stable place that can protect her people, and Mo Yi can just meet her requirements.
"The prince is really polite. But if you are
Jin can come to me if he encounters any difficulties. Depending on my relationship with Mo Yi, I can help you when the prince is inconvenient. "
Mo Xin's face became very ugly, and he said with a dark face, "You are not your turn to worry about Xiao Wang."
Qiao Ji covered her mouth and smiled, "I'm just being kind, since the prince doesn't appreciate it, then count it!" After that, she shrugged deliberately, glanced at Mo Xin with a pity, turned and left.
Mo Xin was so angry with her eyes that she couldn't wait for someone to attack the magic wooden house immediately, so that this woman would know how powerful she was!
Qiao Ji didn't know Mo Xin's mind, even if she knew it, she wouldn't care. If one day Huanmuju could be captured so easily, it would only show that they deserved it.
Zhuge Linlang returned to the General's Mansion very late that day. When she went back, she found that Ling Chuyao was not asleep, and she felt a little surprised.
"Long Wenxi has frequently summoned his staff in the past few days. It seems that there will be a big move in the near future." Ling Chuyao took a book and read it quietly. After Zhuge Linlang stepped into the house, he put down his hand and said.
Zhuge Linlang said, "He didn't succeed in the spring hunt. It seems that he has made up his mind to fight his Royal Highness to the end."
Ling Chuyao tapped on the table with a slender finger, "The prince can't do anything yet."
Zhuge Linlang agreed and said: "Indeed." After she finished speaking, she glanced at Ling Chuyao again, but unexpectedly met his gaze, "What's the matter?" Zhuge Linlang asked with some confusion.
"Nothing." Ling Chuyao turned her head, avoiding Zhuge Linlang's sight, trying to control her emotions where she couldn't see it. He didn't know what was going on, he would always put his mind on her from time to time. When he couldn't see her, he would always think of what she was doing, and would he always think of himself as he did.
Ling Chuyao couldn’t help it with such a thought, and he also wanted to figure out what was going on with this feeling of restlessness when he couldn’t see people, so if Zhuge Linlang was a little more careful, she would find that she suddenly got along with Ling Chuyao. When he got up, as long as he was in the General's Mansion, he would always appear in the range of his sight, which made Zhuge Linlang a little unpredictable.
(End of this chapter)