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Walking in the thatched cottage, after Yingren came back, his anger still persisted, and the servants served him tea. Yingren picked up the teacup and smashed it on the ground angrily. Don't be angry, but don't get angry."

Yingren sat on the chair, pointed at Sun Desheng, and said angrily: "Sun Desheng, you bastard slave, let this king lose face today. By the way, what is the name of Luo Shiheng's son?"

"Luo Ding!"

"Luo Ding?" Yingren sneered, "The son of a commander dares to be named Ding. What is he trying to do?"

The lords compete, the overlord aspires to the crown, this is a very sensitive word, Yingren studied literature with Xu Congyang, and naturally he is quite familiar with literature. After he knew that Luo Shiheng's son was named "Ding", he became even more annoyed.

Sun Desheng saw that Yingren was really angry this time, so he didn't dare to say more, he knelt beside him, lowered his head, for fear of getting angry.

When Yingren thought about today's events, Mo Lingshuang's indifferent look when he was about to leave appeared in his mind, which was far from the sweet and bright smile he saw at the beginning. He knew that Mo Lingshuang must not have a good impression of him, this was what made him most angry Of course, he wouldn't blame Mo Lingshuang, the resentment in his heart was all on Luo Ding.

He rolled his eyes, lowered his voice, and said: "Sun Desheng, this king wants to kill Luo Ding!"

"Your Highness!" Sun Desheng shook his head, raised his head, and said in surprise, "Your Highness, you absolutely must not. Luo Ding is Luo Shiheng's son, and Luo Shiheng is the man of His Highness King Han...!"

Yingren clenched his fists and said with a sneer, "Han Wang? Do you think this king is inferior to the third brother and is afraid of the third brother?"

Cold sweat broke out on Sun Desheng's forehead, and he said in a trembling voice: "I don't dare, and I definitely don't mean that. But His Highness wants to kill Luo Ding, there must be a reason. Does His Highness want to spread the news of today? His Highness wants to kill Luo Ding , then what happened today will definitely be publicized, which will be very detrimental to His Highness!"

Yingren frowned, then sneered and said: "I am a dignified prince, if I can't even kill a small local dude, he is not worthy to be called a descendant of the Ying family. Luo Ding, this king will definitely kill him." After thinking for a while, he ordered: "Go and call Feng Wuma over!"

Sun Desheng trembled all over, as if he understood something, he said in surprise: "Your Highness, you... what did you ask him to come over?"

"Sun Desheng, your courage is really getting bigger and bigger." Yingren said angrily, "Does this king need your consent for what I want to do?"

Sun Desheng knelt on the ground, moved two steps forward with his knees, and said in fear: "Your Highness, slave... The slave risked his life to speak bluntly, Your Highness must not do this. Your Highness... Your Highness wants to send Feng Wuma to kill Luo Ding, but This matter must not be taken lightly!"

Impatiently, Yingren kicked Sun Desheng over, but Sun Desheng immediately got up, knelt down at Yingren's feet again, and said, "Your Highness, Feng Wuma can assassinate Luo Ding silently, but... But has Your Highness ever Have you thought about the consequences?"

Yingren frowned and said, "Consequences? Feng Wuma dare not listen to this king? Yes, this king can't kill that bastard overtly, but why not send Feng Wuma to find an opportunity to kill him secretly? Feng Wuma is one of Shenyiwei's hundreds of households, so let him handle this matter, he can still be as silent as he can, and will not leak the news."

Sun Desheng looked back, there was no one around, he leaned forward, and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, you are right. This Feng Wuma is a member of the Shenyiwei, and he is cautious in his work. He will not make a show of it when he kills someone. , You can’t get a single word out of him even through torture, but has your Highness forgotten that just because he is a member of Shenyiwei, on the contrary...you can’t let him do this matter!”

"Why?" Yingren frowned, and as soon as he asked the question, he immediately understood what was going on, and hesitation appeared on his face.

Knowing that Yingren understood what he meant, Sun Desheng nodded slightly and said in a low voice, "Everything Shenyiwei does will have a file sent to the White House... Feng Wuma killed Luo Ding, according to According to the rules, he will definitely send the dossier, and the person in the white building will know about it soon."

"Bailou...!" There was a complex look in Yingren's eyes. There was a trace of disdain, but also a trace of apprehension. Something?" Even so, his voice was even softer.

Sun Desheng was loyal to Yingren, and reminded in a low voice: "Your Highness, although Bailou only obeys the orders of the Holy One, no one can guarantee that they will be involved with other people. If this news is submitted to the file by Feng Wuma, even if Feng Wu Ma keeps his mouth shut to the others, but it's hard not to leak the news from Bailou...!"

Yingren frowned, and said: "This king ordered Feng Wuma not to report, how dare he disobey this king's order?"

Sun Desheng sighed, and said: "Your Highness, this slave risked his life to say bluntly that Bailou only owes his allegiance to the Holy Majesty, while Shenyiwei... only loyal to Bailou. Even if His Highness orders, Feng Wuma will definitely submit the dossier!"

Yingren wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything. He knew in his heart that what Sun Desheng said was true.

After a long while, Yingren was a little depressed in his anger and said: "Could it be...is there no one around me who can do things? This king...doesn't this king have a confidant who can do big things?" His tone was unexpectedly Feeling lost for a while.

Before this incident happened, Yingren's life was almost smooth sailing, with few setbacks, but now, he was caught by Luo Ding, and suddenly realized that there was no one around him who could really be used.

He knew in his heart that if his other brothers had so many people under their command at this time, let alone Luo Ding, even Luo Shiheng, they might be able to solve it quietly. For some reason, at this moment, he Chu Huan's face flashed in his mind, he pondered for a while, and then said in a low voice: "Sun Desheng, is it possible that this king will let Luo Ding go like this?"

Sun Desheng shook his head and said: "Your Highness, don't be impatient. When the Grand Scholars come back, Your Highness can report this matter to the Grand Scholars. The Grand Scholars are upright. In all likelihood, they will impeach Luo Shiheng to the court for this."

"Tell the teacher?" Yingren shook his head and said, "No, if you tell the teacher, doesn't it mean that the king has left Xingyuan?"

Sun Desheng said with a smile: "Your Highness, don't be in a hurry, this matter can be pushed to the servants. At that time, His Highness said that he wanted to know the people's situation in Yunshan Mansion, and it was inconvenient for him to leave, so he sent the servants out to investigate, but Luo Ding acted aggressively. The thing is that the servant saw it in person, and the servant can testify in front of the Grand Master when the time comes, so His Highness will have nothing to do with it."

Hearing this, Yingren finally showed a slight smile, raised his hand and said, "Get up!"

Sun Desheng bowed and stood beside Yingren. Yingren glanced at him and said, "Although you can't do big things, you can do a few small things. Let's do it like this. When the teacher comes back, he will tell Luo Ding about his evil deeds." Teacher, this king will definitely let the teacher impeach Luo Shiheng." Thinking that if Xu Congyang really wants to impeach Luo Shiheng, Luo Shiheng will be unlucky in seven or eight out of ten, and he feels relieved, leaning on the chair, closing his eyes, and the idea of ​​Mo Ling Shuang smiled sweetly, her heart moved, she opened her eyes, and waved to Sun Desheng. Sun Desheng came to the side, and Ying Rencai asked in a low voice: "Sun Desheng, tell me...do you think this king can still see her? "

Sun Desheng didn't react for a while, his face was confused.

Yingren was a little embarrassed, but still said: "That's the girl, the girl named Mo!"

Luo Ding called out Mo Lingshuang's name in public, and Ying Ren naturally kept it in his heart. At least for a long time, he would never forget this name.

Sun Desheng said cautiously: "Your Highness, slave...the slave has a sentence, I don't know if it should be said or not!"

"Say!"

"I don't read much, but since I've been with His Highness, I've been immersing myself in it, and I know some things." Sun Desheng looked at Yingren's face, and said cautiously: "There is a saying that is worse than seeing each other. This slave feels... ...I feel that His Highness and Miss Namo, it's better...it's better not to see each other!"

Yingren looked at him suddenly, his eyes were cold, Sun Desheng trembled all over, Yingren already sneered and said, "It's better not to see each other? You still know this sentence, this king really admires you a little bit."

Sun Desheng knelt down with a "thud", "Slave made a slip of the tongue... Slave slipped in the word...!"

Yingren clenched his fists and said, "This king must see her." Looking at Sun Desheng who was kneeling on the ground, he said, "Sun Desheng, I listened to Luo Ding's words, Miss Mo seems to live in Cuiyu Tower, do you know this?" place?"

"Slave... I don't know." Sun Desheng shook his head.

Yingren said: "I don't know, then go and find her, I must find her, this king... this king is going to see her, tell her face to face, it's not that this king doesn't stand up for her, this king is not a coward, this king will tell her , will definitely bring down Luo Shiheng and his son, and vent their anger on her!"

Sun Desheng turned pale with shock: "Your Highness...!"

Before he could speak, Ying Ren raised his hand and said, "You don't need to say any more. I can't let her misunderstand like this...!" Sighing, she said, "I'm afraid she will look down on me!" Mo Lingshuang's indifferent expression before he left appeared again.

Looking at Yingren's expression, Sun Desheng already understood that Yingren really had a heart of admiration for Mo Lingshuang. He wanted to persuade Yingren not to care about the thoughts of a folk woman, but at this moment he dared not say so. There must be no blasphemy or even contemptuous words towards Mo Lingshuang, otherwise Yingren will be angered.

The room was quiet for a while, and at this moment, a voice came from outside: "His Royal Highness, there is a secret message in Beijing!" It was Feng Wuma's voice.

"Come in!" Yingren heard that there was a secret letter from Beijing, so he sat upright. Feng Wuma quickly came in and presented a letter. Yingren took it, and the letter was sealed in cowhide. The horse retreated, and Yingren ordered Sun Desheng to fetch the dagger, cut open the cowhide, and took out a letter from it. Yingren opened it to read it, scanned it, frowned slightly, but soon showed excitement again, and then stretched out his hand Take off the lampshade, put this letter on the lamp, the letter burns, and quickly turns to ashes——

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