Quick wear: spoil the villain as a stand-in

Chapter 214 The Tyrant's Salted Fish Imperial Concubine (6)

"The one who wins the hearts of the people has won the world since ancient times." Ling Yang first pulled up a big banner, "This is nothing more than a public opinion war to help His Majesty improve his reputation... And you should know, Your Majesty, that my daughter's father is a neutral faction From a certain point of view, he appreciates you quite a lot, and this should be the basis of cooperation."

Song Cheng is a general, he doesn't pay much attention to those twists and turns, but thinks that Ning Ze's decisive temperament suits his appetite.

However, the Song family had been generals for three generations and had never stood in a team. Therefore, Song Cheng just praised the new emperor to his children or his wife in private, and would not blatantly express his position.

In the blackened script of the son of luck, the son of luck used the death of the original owner to put Song Cheng and Ning Ze into a confrontational situation.

But now that Ling Yang is alive, he will not die in a short time, so this matter will naturally not happen.

Now that Song Cheng is mentioned, the other party obviously has sincerity and good intentions, and of course there is a little bit of coercion and temptation.

Ning Ze heard it, but he didn't feel much disgust.

He stroked the wrench on his hand and asked, "Then what do you want me to do?"

There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, and the three words of public opinion war are easier said than done.

The regent spent a year or two ruining his reputation, and it is unlikely that he will regain it easily.

"Marry me." Ling Yang was quite straightforward.

Ning Ze: "..."

He choked, his brows furrowed even tighter, never expecting to hear such an outrageous answer.

Even more outrageous than he thought before.

The girl's eyebrows flickered under the candlelight, her bright red mouth was smiling, and her beautiful eyes were looking directly at him with a smile that was not a smile.

Ning Ze subconsciously avoided the burning sight, and said:

"May I ask why?"

Ling Yang was silent for a while, then smiled lightly: "Because there is something that the courtiers want to plan in this palace, whether it is secrets in the palace, or glory and wealth...it is all possible."

Of course, the biggest possibility is to conspire against one person.

But Ling Yang didn't say it.

When Ning Ze heard this, his first thought was disbelief. As an emperor, his suspicion had already been deeply imprinted in his bones.

But after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was not impossible.

Now he is not clear about his reputation in Beijing.

How many women avoid him like snakes and scorpions. With Song Zhiyang's status, it won't be too bad to marry anyone.

If she wasn't doing it for her own sake, could it be because she liked him?

The corner of the young man's lips evoked a self-deprecating arc, which was fleeting.

Ling Yang also bent her lips subconsciously and smiled, and the two of them simply finalized the matter of cooperation.

Then I heard movement from outside——

The shift is coming.

"Then Your Majesty, it's time for the courtiers to leave." Ling Yang held up her skirt and saluted.

Ning Ze nodded slightly.

After the girl left, the man's eyes were covered by shadows, and he subconsciously moved the finger on his hand, analyzing the pros and cons of this matter in his heart.

Then whispered: "Go and follow her."

"Yes."

A voice came from the dark.

"Just observe her movements, no need to hurt anyone."

This cooperation is actually achievable. It is obvious that Song Zhiyang has no malice towards him. If there is, she can completely achieve her goal today, and there is no need to go around in circles here.

That being the case, now we only need to confirm the identity of the other party, whether it is really Song Zhiyang or not.

In recent years, there are not a few methods of using the disguise technique to plant and frame people.

Not long after, the dark guard came back.

He knelt on the ground on one knee, and reported in a voice as hoarse as frosted glass: "Reporting to Your Majesty, Miss Song has indeed entered the General's Mansion and returned to his own courtyard... There is no second Miss Song there."

"...Okay, step back." Ning Ze tapped on the table, his expression unchanged.

The dark guard replied in a low voice, and then the whole person disappeared in place.

Ling Yang felt that the person behind her had left, the corners of her lips raised, and she half leaned on the bed in a casual posture in the dark night.

"Thousands of miles of Xuan De Ze, as warm as a spring breeze...a nice name."

Although he didn't quite understand why his host suddenly felt that the name was nice, Fang Zhou suddenly thought of one thing——

Today His Majesty's name is Ning Ze, and his style name is Xu Zhi.
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The next morning, before the sky was completely bright, Song Cheng went out to go to court.

The palace was quiet in the morning. Of course, according to His Majesty's temperament, it was also extraordinarily quiet at ordinary times.

Song Cheng is a military general, the kind who looks big and thick, with a beard on his chin, his muscles are tight, and he looks like a person with a simple mind and well-developed limbs.

However, although he is not stupid, he is not too far from a simple mind and a well-developed limb. When the court officials criticize each other, he usually just stands there and only says a few words when he is mentioned.

But today...

Song Cheng was able to achieve the official position of a mighty general not only because he can fight, but also because he can read his face.

He is actually very sensitive to some things in the court.

For example, today, Ning Ze vaguely glanced at him several times, and he felt it all.

Song Cheng was tense for a moment, not knowing what he had done to be taken care of by His Majesty today.

But when the meeting was about to end, Ning Ze didn't even mention his name, and made him wonder if it was because of his strange attire that His Majesty asked him to look at him several times.

Just when the important matter was about to be finished, Ning Ze suddenly tapped the handle of the dragon chair.

The voice wasn't too loud, but everyone knew that it was a sign that he had something to say.

"There is something about the draft, let's cancel it."

The man's voice was cold, he didn't explain, and then looked at Song Cheng with disapproving eyes: "Is General Song's daughter also of marriageable age?"

Now, those officials who originally disapproved of wanting to preach were stunned.

They thought that His Majesty didn't want to be drafted, but now it seems that maybe he has something to do with it?
In the crowd, Ning Yixuan frowned slightly.

In his opinion, Ning Ze's question obviously meant to win over General Song.

Isn't he not close to women?

Why did he start caring about the daughter of the general's mansion at this time?

I'm afraid he is not interested in the daughter of the general's mansion, but in the military power of the general's mansion, right?

Song Cheng froze, and the anxiety he had felt all morning finally came to fruition, but the reality was not what he wanted, and he thought of what Ning Yixuan thought of.

But as a player in the game, he can't refuse, can he?
Song Cheng had a bitter face: "Reporting to Your Majesty, there is a daughter in Weichen's family who has reached marriageable age."

"I met her once at a banquet before. I saw her virtuous, virtuous, dignified and beautiful... I wonder if you would like to come into the palace?"

Ning Ze's words actually mean the same thing - I've taken a fancy to your daughter, let's send her to the palace someday.

(End of this chapter)