Miss arrogant straw bag

Chapter 1383 Backer
Thinking of this, Wu Sibin's heart tightened, and he shivered inexplicably.

If this is the case, the Zixu Dynasty will be in trouble.

He is even more troublesome.

If, from the very beginning, it was not Wu Siyuan who was fighting for the throne with him, but Rong Linxiao, this matter would be quite troublesome.

Thinking of this, many pictures suddenly flashed in Wu Sibin's mind, as if he understood something.

No wonder Wu Siyuan reacted differently after Rong Linxiao came here. It turned out that it was because of Rong Linxiao's support.

Is this still backing?

It's all because Rong Linxiao wants to be the emperor.

After thinking of this, Wu Sibin frowned tightly, looked up at the sky, at this time in the afternoon, most people would take a nap.

Thinking of this, Wu Sibin suppressed his restlessness and waited for the dark.

Going out now is really too conspicuous.

After finally getting into the night, Wu Sibin changed into a humble uniform and left the palace through the side door.

After twisting and turning, he arrived at a courtyard.

Going straight into the backyard, one of the rooms was already lit.

An oil lamp was dimly lit, as if it would go out at any moment.

Wu Sibin didn't care about these details, and directly pushed the door open.

The wind outside the house shook the oil lamp slightly, and under the flickering light and dark, it became increasingly difficult to see Cui Wenkun's expression and the gloomy look on Wu Sibin's face.

"My lord." Cui Wenkun saluted.

"How is your business going? It's been so many days and there's been no news. What's going on?" Wu Sibin asked straight to the point.

Cui Wenkun sighed softly and said: "My lord, I also want them to join me, but..."

Having said that, Cui Wenkun stopped talking.

Wu Sibin is already in a state of anxiety, and it is his limit to endure for an afternoon. Now that Cui Wenkun is still acting like this, it really makes him unbearable.

"But what? Say it!" Wu Sibin yelled angrily.

Cui Wenkun trembled, as if he had been taken aback, before he said: "My lord, at that time we asked those ministers to disrupt the situation. That's why the subordinates asked them to put on airs as much as possible, waiting for suitable The opportunity to seek refuge again."

Wu Sibin nodded.

This is what he agreed to at the beginning.

However, the current situation seems to be a little different.

He doesn't want to slowly subdue those people's power, he is in urgent need of people's support now.

"It's because of this...that's why they still want to sell it for a price." Cui Wenkun said with a wry smile.

"What?" Wu Sibin immediately understood the meaning of Cui Wenkun's words, and said with a sneer, "Those things that don't know what to do, do they think that the king has lost power?"

Cui Wenkun didn't speak, but stood aside helplessly.

"Say!" Wu Sibin asked Cui Wenkun angrily.

Cui Wenkun had no choice but to say anxiously: "Of course the prince will not lose power, it's just that short-sighted guys like them think so."

"Short-sighted, hmph, I think they are really fooling around." Wu Sibin snorted coldly, full of disdain.

He could tell that those guys didn't want to join him because they saw that he had lost his military power now.

Those ministers wanted to find a bigger backer.

For example, Wu Sihang with fiefs and soldiers, or Wu Siyuan with the backing of the evil emperor.

(End of this chapter)