After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

Chu Nianshan let go of his hand and glanced at the three people present.

Zhao Sanmei rubbed her belly and glanced sideways at him.

"Oh? Are you that Master Chu?"

That’s all.

It’s this skill, it’s really good!

"I was discovered by you after all."

Chu Nianshan didn't cover up, he lowered his hands and put them behind his back.

"You are Master Nian, but why did you hide it?"

Zhou Zijin glanced at the jade plaque on his waist and stood still.

I have seen this jade plaque on Master Nian before.

Chu Nianshan smiled bitterly: "If I say that I am doing this to help you, would you believe it?"

"Help me?" Zhou Zijin looked away, and Mr. Wu's words rang in his mind again.

"What I did was shameful. You are the future emperor and you shouldn't deal with people like me.

But if I want to help you rise to power, I can't give up this identity. "

Chu Nianshan looked sincere.

"you are lying."

There were huge waves in Zhou Zijin's eyes, and his face held back his anger with a cold light.

Chu Nianshan obviously hesitated for a moment.

"If I tell the truth, will you still consider me a friend?"

"The premise of everything is that you have to tell the truth first."

The four people stood in the four corners, falling into an eerie silence.

Zhao Sanmei could only hear the bustling voices in the distance and wanted to say something.

Turning her head, she saw the eyes of the two people sparking sparks in the air. The corners of her mouth moved, but she suppressed her words.

“I knew early on that Baihuying was poisoned, and the poison came from the black market.

I dare not say that I went to investigate on my own and found the Prime Minister's Mansion, Xu Luyan, and the Emperor. "

Chu Nianshan spoke extremely slowly, staring at Zhou Zijin's face.

It seemed that as long as the person in front of him showed a hint of impatience, he could no longer speak.

"Why don't you just tell me?" Zhou Zijin desperately wanted an answer.

"In Zui Chunfeng, I mentioned it to you once." Chu Nianshan met his gaze, "You said you knew what was going on."

Zhou Zijin was silent.

At that time, Zhou Tingchen was still the brother he trusted most in his heart.

Chu Nianshan continued: "If I tell you right away, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it.

That’s why I’ll lead you to investigate bit by bit. "

Speaking of Zui Chunfeng, Lin Zhiyu couldn't help but think of something.

"Did you also deliberately arrange what that lame Liu said?"

She was made to think that the owner of the black market was Lin Pengsheng, and she was upset for a while.

"Yes." Chu Nianshan nodded slightly, "I just said that it was the Prime Minister. I wanted to see Brother Zijin's reaction, but I didn't expect that you would misunderstand."

Zhou Zijin lowered his eyelashes.

Are you worrying too much?
Everything is so seamless.

However, Chu Nianshan seemed to know his thoughts: "I know that you have never regarded me as a true friend.

It's normal for you to guard against me.

But Zijin, I really didn’t mean to harm you. "

Zhao Sanmei sighed: "That's because you deceived him first. Friends should be honest with each other.

There is no one like you who hides what he says and does. How can you be considered a true friend? "

"It's my fault." Chu Nianshan said sincerely.

His eyes moved to Lin Zhiyu. She had lost her hairpin and her hair was a little messy.

Chu Nianshan turned around, picked up the sleeve arrow that fell on the ground, and walked in the direction of Lin Zhiyu.

A slender figure blocked his way.

"Lin... your wife's hair is loose." Chu Nianshan handed the sleeve arrow forward.

"The sleeve arrow is poisonous." Zhou Zijin did not take it.

Chu Nianshan looked past him and saw Lin Zhiyu's eyes were guarded.

He carefully wiped the dust on it with his sleeve, especially the tip of the arrow, especially carefully.

The black sleeves can't be seen even no matter how you wipe them.

Chu Nianshan moved forward again.

"It's not dirty." Zhao Sanmei was a little confused.

Is he talking to the prince or Miss Lin?

Maybe both.

Lin Zhiyu thought of the white clothes, the hem of the clothes without a leaf in the grass, and the jug of wine that fell on the bare mountain top.

Not only her, but Zhou Zijin also had a look of trance on his face.

"Brother Chu, thank you very much."

Zhou Zijin took the sleeve arrow, turned around, held Lin Zhiyu's shoulders, and carefully inserted it into his hair.

This way, it won't fall apart.

His back was exposed to Chu Nianshan.

Zhou Zijin said: "Let's go back together, I have something to say to you."

……

The sun went down and the moon climbed up, and Chu Nianshan finally left the small courtyard where Zhou Zijin lived.

It's still Fifteen who is driving, but in his hand, there is a bunch of wild chrysanthemums that are shivering in the cold wind.

The sword shadow on one side leaned to the side as if it were boneless, and muttered: "Next time, there won't be a different person."

Chu Nianshan got into the car with a smile in his eyes: "Okay."

good? !

Jian Ying suddenly sat upright.

Mr. Chu, who had always been aloof, actually said hello to him?

He stared blankly as the carriage drove away.

In the car.

Fifteen said: "My lord, what you said in the gambling house today..."

Chu Nianshan knew what he was going to ask: "I don't know whether it's true or false, false or true."

But I didn't lie either.

He closed his eyes.

Fifteen said "Oh": "In this way, their doubts about the Lord should be eliminated."

The civil and military officials don't know, Zhou Zijin doesn't know, and his confidants Fifteen don't know.

The young Prime Minister Zuo, despite the torrent of time, still could not wash away the inferiority complex in his bones.

Or because it wasn't long enough.

Or maybe he only met her briefly.

It was this side that gave him the courage to put on the mask.

I put it on, but never had the courage to take it off.

The wheels creaked forward and drove into the endless silent night.

The next day.

The famous censor Wang Lai, dressed in scarlet clothes, slowly walked up the white marble steps.

Several petty officials were trembling, holding their hats on their heads and not daring to look at him.

If the censor wears Fei, someone must be in trouble.

Wang Lai held the wat tablet in his hand and took a step forward: "I have this memorial."

Zhou Tingchen raised his eyes.

Wang Lai said loudly: "The case in Baihuying is suspicious, and it is actually caused by someone with deliberate intentions to sow discord between Qin and Xirong."

Eunuch Zhang next to him felt his heart skip a beat and hurriedly stepped forward to take the evidence submitted by Wang Lai.

Unexpectedly, it’s not over yet.

"The king of Jin was demoted to a commoner, which is really a slander. I hope the emperor will see clearly."

Another thick pile of evidence was handed over.

Several humerus veterans were sweating profusely.

But it's not over yet!
"Former Censor Tang Wu was falsely accused of corruption and perverting the law. In fact, he was also framed by someone with deliberate intentions!"

The evidence was handed over again.

The humerus veteran's legs trembled.

These three things are inextricably related to the person on the dragon throne!
Doesn't this mean that today's saints trust others and make arbitrary decisions?

Isn't this forcing the current saint to issue a decree to sin against oneself?

I took a sneak look at Wang Lai. He was neither humble nor arrogant, and his back was straight.

He glanced at the emperor quietly again, his face was calm, showing no emotion or anger.

I do not know how long it has been.

Zhou Tingchen said: "In this case, let it be submitted to the third department for review first." (End of Chapter)