Fang Shan thought for a long time, but couldn't find a word to describe the host's incomparable logic.
Looking at the killers studying hard in the ruined temple, and then looking at the host next to him with a hello, me, and everyone expression, he said with a deep expression: "I should have thought of this day."
The host is not assimilated, but alienated.
"Let's go."
Wei Sushen's original intention was to take him out of the palace for a walk, and there was no point in lying on the roof all the time.
Before leaving, Fang Shan took one last look at the killer who was studying hard. He clasped his hands together in a prayer gesture: "May the cold window freeze you to death in ten years."
At least freezing to death is better than being played to death by the host.
The two of them walked around the downtown area. When they passed by the General's Mansion in a humanitarian spirit, they went in and took a look. Unexpectedly, they bumped into an unexpected person.
The flowers in the yard are in full bloom, and the flowers that can survive in autumn have their own unique style.
Flower branches surround two men playing chess. Emperor Chengyuan was tall and handsome. Even without the bright yellow dragon robe, he still looked majestic.
Hearing the footsteps, he judged who was coming without raising his head. There was a sneer in his voice: "I heard that you and the princess were visiting the general. Is this the time you arrived?"
Wei Sushen glanced at Chen Yan, who didn't even look at him during the whole process, as if he was addicted to the chess game. However, you can feel the element of schadenfreude from even one strand of the other person's hair.
"The road is a bit crowded." He slowly gave a reason that even he couldn't believe.
"That's really bad luck. I had a smooth journey along the way."
Wei Sushen responded with silence.
Although they are biological father and son, Emperor Chengyuan was happy to see the prince being beaten to the point of speechlessness: "Where have you been these days in the name of visiting Chen Aiqing?"
It is easy to make up facts in front of the emperor to be exposed. Of course, Wei Sushen would not tell everything, but only picked out a few innocuous things to talk about.
When Emperor Chengyuan heard that he continued to expand the team of storytellers, interest emerged in his eyes: "The restaurant is undoubtedly a circulation point for information, but you have to understand that it is not enough."
Wei Sushen took a listening attitude.
Emperor Chengyuan smiled: "The restaurants in the imperial city are expensive and have limited customer base. What we should be thinking about now is how to attract more diners."
Wei Sushen fell into deep thought and admitted that what he said made sense. It was much easier to find a customer who came to the restaurant to spend money than to recruit a storyteller.
As soon as Emperor Chengyuan clicked, another piece fell, and the chess game instantly changed from a battle between two armies to a sure win.
Chen Yan sighed: "I lost."
Emperor Chengyuan put down the remaining chess pieces in his hand, took a sip of tea and prepared to return to the palace.
Wei Sushen stopped him: "How do you think about that matter?"
Emperor Chengyuan said perfunctorily: "I'll think about it again."
It's not difficult to pretend to be sick. What he really thinks about is what to do while pretending to be sick.
In the past, I was accompanied by memorials all day long. I was a typical workaholic. Suddenly I stopped caring about political affairs. What if I felt empty
Wei Sushen did not urge him, and nodded with an indifferent attitude.
Emperor Chengyuan, who wanted to confront his son and make others beg him, was a little unmotivated.
After he left, there were only three people left in the courtyard.
Both Chen Yan and Wei Sushen were taciturn, and Fang Shan was chattering like a sparrow. The content was completely to himself. During this period, Chen Yan wanted to speak, but found that he couldn't get a word in.
Whenever this happens, he will admire the prince from the bottom of his heart for being able to tolerate such an existence.
Fang Shan saw through his thoughts and said calmly: "What kind of pot goes with what kind of lid? This is an eternal theorem."
Chen Yan refused to discuss this topic in depth and talked about the storyteller.
Emperor Chengyuan had eyes and ears everywhere, and he even did not deliberately conceal the matter of encouraging the prince to cultivate power. Sometimes he would take the initiative to expose it, with the intention of beating his ministers. Shicai did the same thing in front of Chen Yan. He specifically mentioned this matter to remind him not to put his mind elsewhere just because he was married to the prince.
Chen Yan didn't feel disgusted with this kind of beating.
Emperor Chengyuan only had one son, and he always regarded the prince as a child, fearing that the prince would not be able to fully control these important officials a hundred years later.
However, in his opinion, this was purely due to worries. The prince could even surrender to the imperial doctor Zhang, and sooner or later he would travel thousands of miles to the mountains and fly into the sky to compete with the sun and the moon.
Fang Shan didn't know that Chen Yan was complaining about her, and she strived to be a qualified consultant: "There are only two ways to attract customers, reduce prices or come up with something new."
Wei Sushen pondered: "Reducing prices is not a long-term solution."
The implication is to choose the latter.
Fang Shan began to think about strategies, but Chen Yan interrupted midway: "Can you two go back to the palace to invent something?"
Fang Shan looked up at him: "It's only reasonable to have dinner at my parents' house."
Chen Yan pointed in the direction of the door expressionlessly.
Fang Shan turned to look at Wei Sushen, who said calmly: "This is an order."
Chen Yan suppressed his headache: "I... obey the order."
Fang Shan didn't like the formal atmosphere in the house, so dinner was served directly to the stone table. The dishes are very light, but the colors are well matched and look very appetizing.
The principle of not talking when eating or sleeping has never been included in the systematic dictionary. He moved his chopsticks and said at the same time: "I can be a bit aggrieved and let the brothel under me cooperate with you."
Chen Yan and Wei Sushen's hands holding chopsticks stopped in mid-air at the same time.
"As for the distribution of profits..." Before he could finish his words, Wei Sushen declined his kindness.
Fang Shan didn't understand: "With ready-made resources in front of you, why should you refuse?"
Wei Sushen looked at him deeply: "I don't deserve it."
Fang Shan raised his eyebrows.
Wei Sushen: "I'm not worthy of cooperating with someone as good as you."
"Ah-"
Chen Yan seemed not to notice the smell of gunpowder between the two of them, and said calmly: "Most of the guests who go to the restaurant are men. In fact, women often have more information."
Although many of these people are in the inner house, the people next to them often do not take precautions against them. There are also girls from the official families who have not left the court, and they should not be underestimated.
Fang Shan suddenly high-fived: "I have an idea."
Wei Sushen and Chen Yan buried their heads in picking up the white rice in tacit understanding, pretending not to hear anything.
"It's a very good idea. It doesn't deceive or harm anyone."
After repeated assurances, Wei Sushen cooperated and said: "Let's talk about it."
Fang Shan: "Love has been charming since ancient times."
Just listening to the beginning, you can think of something bad.
Fang Shan was talking enthusiastically and ignored the expressions of the two of them: "Create a space on the first floor for anonymous communication and prepare some brochures. Guests who need them can apply for them. Everyone can write poems and talk about life and ideals on them..."
Wei Sushen understood what he meant. In fact, it was almost the same as communicating on the Internet. The difference was that changing a carrier made the process more troublesome.
Fang Shan always only likes to make a suggestion and is too lazy to elaborate on the specific details. Wei Sushen and Chen Yan discussed it and decided that it was not without merit. By the time they finished their discussion, the sky had darkened a degree, and Fang Shan finished all the remaining meals by himself.
The two of them walked back to the palace. Fang Shan's eyes showed a hint of tiredness and he was in a quite quiet state. Wei Sushen took the initiative to say a few words to him. Halfway through, he stopped and looked at a carriage in front of him: "It seems to be Li's carriage."
"Li Mansion?"
"Li Yuan."
It happened that the carriage in front stopped temporarily to avoid pedestrians. Fang Shan pulled Wei Sushen up quickly and opened the curtain of the carriage from the side.
The driver had no time to stop him and was about to scold him, but it was Li Yuan who shouted first.
Wei Sushen frowned: "Master Li, why does he look like he's seen a ghost?"
Li Yuan's eyes wandered between the prince and the princess, thinking that he had seen a ghost!
It would be bad to see the prince or princess alone. Whenever this couple gets together, it almost drives others to a dead end.
Taking a deep breath, he said something different: "Wei Chen just didn't expect to meet His Highness here, so he was a little excited for a moment."
Wei Sushen: "It's so late, where are you going, sir?"
Li Yuan: "Dali Temple."
Having said this, he looked at the Crown Princess with deep meaning. The arrest of the envoy was inseparable from Chen Liuliu.
Fang Shan ignored his gaze on her and looked at Wei Sushen: "It's better to meet by chance. Let's go together."
Li Yuan hesitated for a moment: "The envoy has already suffered some torture and is weak. If he continues to be angry and angry, he may not be able to survive."
Fang Shan was confused: "Why are you so angry?"
Li Yuan just looked at him and said nothing.
The three of them arrived at Dali Temple together in a strange atmosphere. In order to prevent the envoy from being really angry to death, Li Yuan was present the whole time when he took them to the dungeon.
The messenger leaned against the cold wall, his eyes dark. There were some wounds on his body, and he must have been whipped.
Li Yuan whispered: "Don't get too close. This person is very cunning. When he first came here, he even poisoned a cell leader who was responsible for delivering meals."
Fang Shan deliberately made some noises, and the messenger's originally calm eyes stirred up waves the moment he saw him: "It's you!"
To rush towards him with shackles on his back is quite a bit like wanting to die together.
Accompanied by a shallow sigh, the sound of the shackles hitting the cage was particularly fierce.
Fang Shan hooked his fingers: "Come on, be happy."
Li Yuan coughed suddenly: "Princess, please be careful with your words."
Fang Shan was calm and composed, looking at the envoy with stern eyes: "Princess is a person who cannot achieve success. Are you sure you want to bear the blame?"
The envoy who heard this looked at him for a long time, but calmed down and sneered: "Of course. But even if I go to hell, I will keep my eyes open to see what will happen to people like you in the end?"
Men are easily attracted to cunning women, but they will never invest too much. This is the bad nature of men, and he knows it better than anyone else. The envoy couldn't wait to see Chen Liuliu being used and kicked away by the prince.
Fang Shan came closer and said in a voice that could only be heard by two people: "I'm afraid you will only see my mother Yi Tianxia."
After speaking, he took a step back, regained his image as an elegant princess, and said to Wei Su Shen, "It's time to go back."
Li Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head. He didn't know what they were here for.
"By the way," Fang Shan's voice came from the front: "Please Mr. Li, please reveal the news of our coming here. It is best to let people in the embassy hear it without leaving any trace."
When Li Yuanwei was stunned, the two of them had already walked away side by side. The messenger seemed to have thought of something, and the calmness just now was gone, and low roars continued, like the whine of wild animals.
The sky outside was completely dark, and the hazy moon could be vaguely seen.
Fang Shan walked slowly beside Wei Sushen: "The princess of Yuexiu Kingdom is suspicious. When she hears the news, she will inevitably be a little worried that the envoy will confess her too."
Wei Sushen nodded: "Only when you are anxious can you find a breakthrough."
If King An makes a big move, Emperor Chengyuan will be more likely to agree to cooperate with his plan.
When it comes to calculating people's hearts, the drama couple rarely make mistakes in their judgment.
Although Princess Yuexiu repeatedly reassured herself that the envoy would not rebel, after all, she had endured the pain of thousands of ants eating her heart.
However, whenever I think of Chen Liuliu, I feel that everything cannot be judged by common sense. After struggling again and again, I decided to make preparations in advance.
King An was overjoyed when he heard that she had decided to take action. He had endured it for more than ten years. If he continued to endure it, he was afraid that he would go crazy first.
"The nights are long and the dreams are many. I promise that I will never treat the princess badly when things are done."
Princess Yuexiu was not moved by the cake he drew: "If Emperor Chengyuan dies suddenly, how many useful people will the prince have in his hands?"
If you want to seize the throne from the prince, the only way is to force the palace.
"Princess, you can rest assured." King An looked like he was sure of victory: "Before the emperor left, he gave me some troops. It was because Emperor Chengyuan was concerned about this that he did not break up with me for so many years."
Princess Yuexiu's pupils dilated slightly because of surprise: "Since the prince is so favored, why did the throne fall into the hands of others in the end?"
King An looked calm, but his hatred could not be concealed in his words: "The throne was originally meant to be passed to me, but Emperor Chengyuan and the Queen Mother tampered with the edict."
The facts he told in a few words hinted at a thrilling royal secret from that year.
Princess Yuexiu lowered her eyes and said slowly after a while: "Then I wish the prince to get back his things as soon as possible."
King An looked at her and asked what he was most concerned about: "How to administer the poison?"
"Chao'an Inn." Princess Yuexiu said: "Go there and find a woman who stayed at Xiaobanyue Inn."
It is rare for a woman to stay alone in an inn for a long time, so it is not difficult to find her.
King An frowned: "Princess, what do you mean?"
"She is the medicine that the prince is looking for." Princess Yuexiu smiled: "Has the prince ever heard of the medicine man?"
King An shook his head.
"Medicine practitioners have been specially trained and taught. Even the sweat they drop when they are passionate is poisonous."
The windows were closed tightly, but Wang An seemed to feel the night breeze blowing, and his heart felt cold.
There are still such vicious methods in the world.
Princess Yuexiu's eyes swayed with the candlelight in front of her: "This is my real trump card. The medicine man's beauty is rare in the world. Even the messenger almost failed to keep his heart. Emperor Chengyuan cannot be emotionless. "
King An calmed down and said, "That's good." Finally, he suddenly sighed and said, "I hope nothing will go wrong this time."
Recently, if anyone is involved in the palace, everything will go wrong.
Princess Yuexiu clenched her fists: "No, the Crown Princess won't be arrogant for long."
King An was shocked: "You won't send another..."
"What are you afraid of?" Princess Yuexiu said coldly: "After the failure last time, who would have thought that I would take action again. What's more, several first-class killers were assigned this time. I don't believe he can escape with his life."
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