Chapter 480 Three birds with one stone

"Three birds with one stone." Looking at the four virtuous ministers in front of him, Fang Yi secretly smiled lovingly and said, "Who would have thought that I could stand in front of four virtuous ministers and speak eloquently?"

Seeing Fang Yiai's smiling face, Yang Bo snorted impatiently, "Fang Jun, don't go around the bush, speak quickly!"

"This is the first bird." Fang Yiai nodded and continued: "Changsun Wuji has always regarded me as a thorn in the side, and now he is electing Changsun Chong to be the post-military governor's mansion, so as to win a person who abandons his previous suspicions and does not avoid hatred You can plant a shocking courage on his head!"

"Earthquake? Explosives?" Yang Bo stroked his gray beard and murmured, "You want to trip Changsun Wuji?"

"That's right." After Fang Yiai drank the residual tea in the cup, he continued, "Although the military governor's office is only in charge of food security, Ha Michi is quite cunning in marching and using troops. He was ambushed on Wuma Road and suffered heavy losses. , will inevitably hold grudges and will not guarantee a comeback. If Chang Sun Chong loses the battle at that time, he can just join him."

After Wei Zheng nodded, he shook his head again, "I'm not sure about this plan, and if Changsun Chong is really retaliated by Ha Michi, wouldn't it be self-inflicted for you to participate in his misfortune again?"

Fang Yiai walked up to Du Ruhui, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of herbal tea, and continued, "Since I resigned from office, my nephew will no longer interfere with the officialdom. But Cheng Chubi, Hou Balin and the others have a good friendship with my nephew. It’s only fitting that they come forward.”

Du Ruhui picked up an tangerine, handed it to Fang Yiai, and said with a smile, "Sit down and talk, the weather is so boring, eat a tangerine to moisten your throat."

"Thank you, teacher."

Fang Yiai's clumsy flattery made Yang Bo roll his eyes, and even Wei Zheng and Fang Xuanling couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at!" Du Ruhui snorted coldly, "Yi Ai is my disciple!"

"Yes, yes." Yang Bo said in a strange way: "When the Imperial Superintendent talked with him that day, he was so angry that Sun Dan vomited three liters of blood. More than half of the debt will be charged to you, Brother Du."

Du Ruhui was noncommittal, "I'm afraid of him? The old man and Changsun Wuji are not the same people."

Seeing that the two were quarreling with each other and leading the topic elsewhere, Fang Xuanling frowned and interjected: "Okay, Ai'er, please sit down and continue talking."

Sitting beside Du Ruhui, Fang Yiai said while peeling the oranges, "Even though the matter of Changsun Chong is not very certain, it is still a wise move to protect oneself."

After peeling the citrus, Fang Yiai respectfully handed it to Du Ruhui, then picked up another one, and said, "This second bird, the fact that Wuma Dao has set up an ambush is known to all courts. Long Live, I will definitely make another plan when I come back. When the prince was in charge of the country, he was constrained everywhere, so it would be better to wait for Long Live to come back. At that time, he would also have a good reputation of being indifferent to fame and fortune."

"Oh, it's really a weasel that feeds on mice." Yang Bo said halfway, only to hear Fang Xuanling snort coldly, "Brother Yongnian, what do you mean by that?"

"I..." Yang Bo's unintentional mistake made Fang Xuanling and Fang Yizhi unhappy. Seeing the eyes of the father and son, Yang Bo quickly changed his words: "The old man is talking about Changsun Wuji and Changsun Chong."

Wei Zheng stroked his beard and smiled lightly, "Brother Yongnian probably wants to say that Yiai has such a deep city at such an age, right?"

"That's right." Yang Bo nodded in response, "Since Yi Ai came back from Henan Road, she has become much calmer, even planning affairs is so calm and calm. It's not like the one who scolded Changsun Wuji in the lobby of the Procuratorate Head boy."

"What? Yiai, have you scolded Changsun Wuji?" Fang Xuanling frowned slightly. He was originally from a scholarly family and valued etiquette the most. Beloved elders.

Fang Yiai was taken aback by the question, wishing she could kill Yang Bo with a single finger, so she nodded and said, "Indeed."

"You!" Fang Xuanling put down the teacup, and said in a cold voice, "You're getting more and more unruly! Go home and copy Zhou Lilai three times for me!"

"Give me a copy after copying."

"I want one too."

"Give me the last one, please?"

The three of Wei Zheng had long heard of the reputation of the "No. [-] in civilian clothes" skinny body, and seeing the opportunity to get Fang Yiai's handwritten handwriting, the three of them opened their mouths with embarrassment.

Fang Xuanling and the three of them had always been on good terms. Seeing that the three old friends valued their son so much, he felt very grateful, but he still said with a straight face: "Did you hear that? The three uncles want to ask for it, and they will come to deliver it to you someday." House!"

"Baby takes orders." Fang Yiai stuck out her tongue, fearing that her father would scold him again, so she hurriedly continued: "This is the third bird."

Raising his hand to interrupt Fang Yiai's words, Du Ruhui stood up and said, "Teach me the details, Yiai drinks some herbal tea first to reduce the fire."

Seeing that Du Ruhui wanted to guess, Fang Yiai happily rested for a while, peeled four tangerines in a row, handed them to Wei Zheng, Yang Bo, and Fang Yizhi in turn, and put the last one on the side of Du Ruhui's teacup.

"Does Daddy want to eat?"

"You eat yours, peel it yourself for the sake of your father."

During the conversation between father and son, Du Ruhui clapped his hands suddenly and said, "This third bird is yellow?"

As soon as this remark came out, several people looked at each other in blank dismay, but Yang Bo couldn't bear his temper, "Hey! The kid said it wasn't a bird!"

"That's right, a white horse is not a horse, and a solid stone is not a stone. I just take the meaning from it, and it doesn't refer to a real bird." Wei Zheng said, broke off a piece of tangerine, put it in his mouth, and said with a smile: "Du Weng, I'm afraid you've lost your head due to the heat?"

"No, no." Du Ruhui shook his head, looked at Fang Yiai, pointed to the east and whispered, "Xianqi, does this bird live in the east?"

Seeing Du Ruhui pointing to the East Palace, Fang Yiai stood up and cupped her hands: "What my teacher said is right."

"What? Dongfang? Oh!" Yang Bo lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "You mean the yellow bird is the Prince of the East Palace?"

Du Ruhui responded with a chuckle, "That's right, it's the canary in the yellow circle."

After finishing speaking, Du Ruhui sat back to his original seat, saw the tangerines on the side of the teacup, smiled and said to Fang Yiai: "Xianqi, guess I guessed it, but I need you to explain the deep meaning."

Fang Xuanling took a sip of herbal tea, aftertaste for a while, and said in a low voice: "Ai'er, since brother Ruhui asked you to talk, you can tell me."

"It's a long story." Fang Yiai sighed, and said with a wry smile: "Earlier, the crown prince was entertaining courtiers at Yichun Palace in the East Palace, during which time he went out with my nephew."

Yang Bo put the last petal of tangerine into his mouth, nodded and said, "That's right, the old man saw it. And when he came back, there was only the prince alone."

"Well, the prince's face is still a little unhappy." Wei Zheng took out the folding fan from his sleeve, flickered slightly, and said with worry in his eyes: "At first, the old man thought it was you who had a disagreement with the prince, and started fighting, but after thinking about it I'm afraid Yiai has lost that impetuous disposition."

Fang Yiai drank a big mouthful of herbal tea, which dispelled the heat accumulated in his chest, "The prince led me to the cool pavilion in the East Palace, and asked me to."

As she said that, Fang Yi'ai lowered her voice by three points, "I want to help him become the great treasure."

"what!"

As soon as these words came out, Fang Xuanling and the five of them were all taken aback.

Wei Zheng speeded up the frequency of fanning, muttering to himself: "Now that Long Live is in his prime, the Crown Prince is blatantly trying to win over cronies, isn't it a bit too hasty?"

"Hey! There's no need to say much about Wentao and Wushu, the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace. It's just that he has become a little abnormal since his leg ailment. His temper is also becoming more and more surly. If things go on like this, the Eastern Palace may be going to die."

In the middle of Yang Bo's words, Fang Xuanling was in the palm of his hand suddenly. After interrupting his words, he said in a low voice: "Brother Yongnian, this matter is related to the establishment of an heir in the East Palace. As subjects, we must not be suspicious."

After being reminded by Fang Xuanling, Yang Bo also realized that the words were meaningless, reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead, nodded and said: "Thank you, Prime Minister, for reminding me."

"Judging from the prince's expression when he returned to Yichun Palace, Xianqi should have never agreed, right?" Du Ruhui took out a folding fan from his sleeve, fanned it to cool the air, and murmured.

Seeing a few people juggling, they took out folding fans from their sleeves one after another, Fang Yi groaned inwardly, "If I had known, I would have come to the chess hall to discuss, and I would have prepared one."

After muttering in her heart, Fang Yiai nodded and said: "What the teacher said is very true, the student not only did not agree to the prince, but also"

This matter involves the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace, so the mature and prudent Fang Xuanling naturally had to be careful, seeing his son hesitated to speak at this moment with a look of embarrassment on his face, he couldn't help asking: "And what?"

"And even ignored the prince, and left the palace first."

Knowing Fang Yiai's attitude towards Li Chengqian, the five of them were all shocked. They looked sideways at this gentle and gentle house concubine, and cold sweat oozes from behind in unison.

(End of this chapter)

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