The Prime Minister's Wife

Chapter 550 Calculating the Cold Pole (1)
Bo Yan's reply was very simple, only four words: Well, don't read!
Bo Qing put away the letter paper, leaned back in the chair with a tense identity, and reset her heart all the time.

She is also a girl from the Bo family. She believes in Bo Yan's ability. As long as she is in the Bo family, her mother will be able to protect her well, just like she used to be in Fengdu. Can control the whole situation with one hand.

Thinking of this, her fickle eyes suddenly lit up: "Shan Shan, send another letter to mother, and tell the people outside that I want to see the prince." Maybe they can start from this aspect.

After a while, I was told that the prince has not yet come to court.

It wasn't until noon that Fan Fengliu hurried in and appeared in the study of Mingyue Tower in formal attire.

Fan Fengliu held a faint smile: "Qing'er, I heard that you want to see this king." He took the teacup from the manager's hand, and sat leisurely on the rocking chair in the study.

A flash of surprise flashed in Bo Qing's heart, Fan Fengliu seemed a little different today, and said calmly: "My lord, I think that we should defeat them one by one."

Dealing with Underworld Emperor and Prince Hanji at the same time, the chances of winning are not great. If you separate them and concentrate on killing one of them first, and then concentrate on killing the rest, no matter how strong Prince Hanji is, you can deal with so many at the same time. People, it is impossible to win.

The smile on Fan Fengliu's face stagnated, and he said solemnly: "At the martial arts conference that day, if you were able to fight back nearly 20 enemies by yourself, you should know that there is only one result of high-level skills against low-level skills, and that is absolutely - to obliterate. Besides, the palace where the two of them live is only separated by a wall, and they almost eat and live together."

Uh, with a flabbergasted face, he froze for a moment and said, "We don't fight martial arts with him. No matter how high the martial arts of Prince Hanji are, he is still a body of flesh and blood. He can be killed with gunpowder, poisoned with poison, or Kill him with... ants."

"Bite him to death with ants?" Fan Fengliu's face turned petrified. The first two methods were reliable, but the latter one, she thought she would scare children!
"Yes, my young master has a medicine called Xiexiang. As long as the skin is touched, the smell it emits can attract ants within a radius of a hundred miles, until the people who are stained with Xiexiang are gnawed. As far as a pile of bones." Boqing said with a proud face.

Fan Fengliu shook his head, and said in a calm voice: "The last step of Burning the Moon Kungfu is to burn the moon into the sky, and the Earth Scripture can also do it. Ants can't get close to him at all. Besides, no one can get close to the Qitian Palace except for the early court. How can you give him that?" Prescribe medicine. Also, can they not think of what we can think of? They eat and live together now, which means that they are already guarding against us."

Fan Fengliu's words were like a bucket of cold water poured down, he lay down on the table ruthlessly, and said angrily: "Then blow up the whole Qitian Palace."

"No."

Fan Fengliu vetoed it, and said flatly: "Below the Qitian Palace, there is the dragon vein of my Chinese emperor, and it must not be destroyed."

The two fell into deep thought, and Boqing's eyes flashed suddenly, and he said quietly: "The Underworld Emperor is the king of a country, and he eats and lives with the prince of his dynasty. Does the prince think it is appropriate?"

Fan Fengliu's eyes flashed, he stared at Boqing and said with a smile: "Of course it's out of style and detrimental to the state. If it spreads, what will the people think and discuss, and then we will have a chance to get rid of Ming An arm of the Emperor." Raising a hand is a gesture of killing.

Boqing picked up the pen, wrote two big characters on the white paper, and then drew a big cross on it, and said with a smile: "This young master will arrange this matter, and I promise not to leave any traces." Picking up the piece of paper and throwing it into the brazier, it was instantly reduced to ashes.

"The defense of the mansion is no worse than that of Qitian Palace. We need to plan carefully. You follow me." Fan Fengliu stood up from the rocking chair, strode outside, and followed closely behind in confusion.

As soon as he walked through the gate of Mingyue Tower, Lingju appeared in front of his eyes, and said with joy on his face: "Master, the patriarch heard about Prince Hanji, so he immediately asked his servant to send a very important message."

Boqing and Fanfengliu looked at each other tacitly, and immediately said: "Go, let's talk in the study."

Dragon City, heaven and earth, a restaurant with top-notch and luxurious decorations.

In Dragon City, all people with status and status like to gather, even the officials of the court are no exception.

At this time, many people gathered in the hall, including four officials sitting at a table.

One of them said in a low voice: "Although Your Majesty and Prince Hanji are brothers of the same school, it is natural for them to have a good relationship, but their identities are there. Isn't it inappropriate for them to eat and live together?"

"It's more than that. Yesterday morning, I accidentally discovered that there was a figure reflected on the gauze curtain behind the dragon chair. From the looks of it, it was probably the Prince Hanji who asked his prince to participate in my court. Your Majesty has not considered the court meeting," said another official.

The other two officials shook their heads, and one of them said: "I don't want to get involved in this matter, it's better to talk to the Prime Minister in private, he is the head of all officials, and also His Majesty's grandfather, it is most appropriate for him to speak. "

The person who spoke first immediately echoed: "It's better for you to be considerate. The Prime Minister is His Majesty's grandfather, and he will not ignore His Majesty's reputation. And his words, His Majesty will not ignore him. In this way, we will It’s also a merit.”

"Since that's the case, let's make a decision like this. Your Excellency, Prime Minister, please come forward." The fourth person said loudly, raised his wine glass, and said loudly: "Come on, let's drink this glass to the brim, and don't pay attention to the court affairs for the time being."

The four of them drank happily without noticing that the people sitting at the tables next to them all pricked up their ears and listened to every word of their conversation, with incredulous expressions on their faces.

the next day……

At a noodle stall somewhere, Commoner A worriedly said: "Tell me, is there a real problem with His Majesty? It has been almost seven years since he ascended the throne, but there is only one child of His Royal Highness, and there are not many concubines in the harem, and he has not been drafted to accept concubine."

Citizen B took a sip of the noodle soup, wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said, "You haven't heard that His Majesty used to be very kind to King Qing, and often ate and lived with him. Now that King Qing is away, another prince and younger brother is here too. So, I think there is probably something wrong with it.”

"Didn't you notice? Among so many princes, only the eldest prince has children."

"That's right! The other princes are either not married, or even married and have no children. From my point of view, they all have problems."

"It may not be a problem. Isn't there a rumor recently that King Xiaoyao and the young master of the Bo family are walking together?"

"What kind of person is the young master of the Bo family? He is the goddess in the eyes of many princes and grandchildren in Dragon City..."

(End of this chapter)