Qingchuan History

Chapter 189

"Can't you just ask her directly?"

Seeing that she was so abnormal that she was speechless, Murong Xun couldn't help but chase after her.

Jing Tingge's brain was spinning, and he was confused by this question: "What?"

"Ask your senior sister, what is your plan? Will you become an enemy for Gu Xinglang?"

She frowned, raised her face to see that he was still condescending in front of her, "Can't you just sit down and talk? Is it awe-inspiring to look down at others like this?"

"Indeed." He raised his eyebrows and smiled brightly, "It feels good. Especially seeing you like this." After turning back, he pulled the nearest round stool and sat down, still standing in front of her, "So, Can't you use the pink bird to ask directly?"

Jing Tingge was dissatisfied with how he was sitting, and frowned again: "How can anyone sit in front of someone? Can you go to the opposite side?" She subconsciously moved herself back, and at the same time indicated with her eyes that she was directly opposite on the other side of the round table .

"You asked me to sit, and I have already done so, don't make further progress."

The madness of Jingting Song has not yet reached the point of repeatedly issuing orders to the monarch.So he endured a moment of aggrieved, and said solemnly: "I said, we never discuss this kind of issue. And whether she helps Gu Xinglang or not doesn't affect my plan."

"Then why are you in such a rush? It's ridiculous to take Yin within two years. It has been 300 years since the Ruan family established the country."

"So it's time to die." She turned her head, looking over the hall door at the bleak pear tree in the front yard, "I just said that, according to the current thinking, exterminating the Yin is only the best result, if there is a change, there is a way out. "

"Too hasty. Impossible." Whenever he sat, he used to prop up his left elbow. This time it was a round stool without armrests. He put his left arm on the table, "If you must borrow Ruan Zhong, Let him wait."

"He can't wait."

Murong Xun raised his eyebrows: "If I remember correctly, he is only 22 years old this year. Ruan Bi just turned 49 at the beginning of the year, and he is not old yet. Why can't he wait?"

Jing Tingge opened his mouth slightly, hesitated to speak, and finally said: "Everyone has a reason for doing things. His reason can't wait."

"The reason? Isn't the reason for forcing the palace the throne? Wait, how long does it take, that's the difference between sitting in that position for a few more years or a few years less. He wants to lead a party, so he doesn't even have the patience?" He felt even more dissatisfied , "With such a heart, I am afraid that he is not as good as his father. You are not good at this game."

"Let me say it again, we are not going to bet on Ruan Zhong. We just want to take advantage of the chaos to enter the situation and disrupt the situation. If the time, place and people are harmonious, we can stir up a good result; if the timing is not good, we can also advance and attack. If there is a chance, what kind of flowers can the calm of the sea cause?" She lost her patience, waved her hand and said: "That's all. It's not a recent thing. Before he made a move, it is not known whether the current situation has changed. Let's talk about this first, you know what's going on. That's fine."

She didn't answer the sentence about "sake can't wait".Murong Xun realized it.But another more important question replaced this curiosity, so that his voice was a bit more gloomy:

"If I don't come to ask, when are you going to say it?"

Jing Tingge was startled, thought for a while and said, "Maybe next year? Or two or three months before he starts."

"You have confidence, I will immediately agree."

There was a hint of indifference in that gloomy voice, Jing Tingge was inexplicable: "Is there anything you don't agree to for the good of the Wei country?"

His left arm is still supported by the table, his sitting posture is still casual and upright, and his whole person seems to have remained unchanged.But she clearly felt the change.Changes in the opponent's aura and the atmosphere in the hall.

Then he said exactly the same words as before at Wankong Lake:
"I've really spoiled you."

This time Jingting Song understood very quickly.So she answered quickly:

"What's the matter with you? In the past, I often cut first and played later, and this time I didn't cut it, but I didn't inform you immediately, why are you unhappy?"

Murong Xun is a casual person.His natural flamboyant and informal nature had not been completely put away in the three-year-long bloody battle for succession.It wasn't until he became king that the situation changed.

But it is impossible to completely change the foundation of a person's character.

Jing Tingge is well aware of this, so he is very puzzled by his seriousness at the moment.

"You said that you don't marry the king because you don't want to enter the harem and gain fame as a conspirator."

"That's right." She stared, thinking that she has been on the throne for two years, but this person has practiced some questioning skills. After all, the throne is not for nothing, and the early court is not for nothing.

"Then as a national soldier, who do you seek for?"

"Of course it's the monarch." She continued to stare, not sure what detours this person who has never been devious is making at this moment.

"So the king is the master, the counselor is the minister, the king is the leader, and the counselor is the assistant, right?"

"Of course." She was impatient, and her speech speed doubled.

"As a minister, no matter what advice or plan you have, it can only be regarded as a suggestion, and the one who decides is always the king. Is it right?"

Jing Tingge finally understood what kind of tricks he was making.

"Murong Xun, you always go crazy for a few days every month, don't you? At the beginning you said that no matter what, as long as it is beneficial to the country of Wei, I can do it. I have been doing this for five years. When did the result not meet your expectations?"

"At that time, I wasn't a king." For the first time in five years, he called her "Zhen" in private, "Even if I become a king once, I will do most of the things as you like. How do you deal with Lu Xian?" I seldom ask those people how to plot Murong Lin and Murong Qiao in terms of actions. Because I know everything about it and agree with it."

His posture remained the same, and his left elbow propped on the edge of the table did not move at all:
"But that matter just now is not an internal affair, it is about Wei Guo's position in Qingchuan. It is not something you can decide with a snap of your head. Even if you are right in every sentence." Seeing the other party raised his eyebrows in astonishment, he did not intend to give in ,
"First, you can't promise to send troops to Ruan Zhong without permission; second, you can't go your own way and hide your plan without reporting it, even if it's only temporarily; third, you can't tell me in such a natural tone .Not to inform, but to report and ask for instructions. This is a question of the attitude of a minister. Do you understand?"

She rarely listened to him talk like that.It should be said that I have not heard of it.As a result, the words "Do you understand?" came out for a while, but the air continued to be quiet.

"who is it?"

About three and a half hours later, she asked a question suddenly.

"Who what?"

"Who sowed discord and made you say such things to me?"

Another three and a half hours.

"No one. This is a warning from a monarch to his courtiers. Because it's you, I just said it straight. If it was someone else, it has already been dealt with."

She suddenly smiled brightly, but her eyes were cold: "But I have made a big mistake, and the promise I made is impossible to take back. How does Your Majesty plan to deal with me?"

"The court song."

She stood up, bowed respectfully, but didn't kneel, she stood upright, her back straighter than ever before:
"Ting Ge violated the king's order and should be punished, but it is up to the king to deal with it."

"You know I won't dispose of you."

"I don't know." The coldness in the eyes spread to the corners of the lips, so that the bright smile was stained with frost, "Your Majesty requires the ministers to be respectful and cautious, and if the ministers fail to comply, they will naturally be punished. Nothing will happen."

Frost also appeared on Murong Xun's face, "You expected that I can't do anything about you." He also stood up and approached her imposingly, "Does Ruan Xueyin have a face that is as beautiful as you are? ?”

(End of this chapter)