Mrs. Prime Minister

Chapter 221 The Prince’s Conspiracy (1)
In the prince's mansion, Jun Aozhi sat behind the desk in the study, dressed in a simple light yellow brocade robe and slightly frowning. He held a wolf pen in his hand. The jade pole was extravagant. The land is nearly an acre, and you can feel the turmoil in the space when you sit behind the desk in the middle.

Jun Aozhi's brows and eyes were slightly condensed, and a wave of hostility was condensed in the center of his brows. The deep black ink fell drop by drop from the wolf hair on the tip of the pen onto the white rice paper on the chopping board, and a drop of thick black ink fell.The ink smudged little by little, but in a moment it condensed into a circle the size of a copper coin.Jun Aozhi firmly held the brush.

"Crack-"

A weak crisp sound was not very obvious at first, but it was exceptionally loud in the silent study room. In front of the desk in the study room were three men standing there with their heads bowed. Hearing the crisp sound, their bodies seemed to tremble slightly. As if he didn't hear it at all, he continued to stand there with his head down.

There are traces of blood winding down like a stream, spreading down the palm of his hand, dripping down the barrel of the pen to the black nib, mixing with the ink and falling onto the rice paper, dyed in a very strange color.

As if... as if it was the killing and hostility faintly visible in the darkness.

Eerie.

The atmosphere in the study suddenly sank.

Someone broke the silence.With a sullen face, Jun Aozhi threw away the brush that was crushed by him, and the brush slammed heavily on the table, leaving an ink mark that looked like a chic outline.

"Prince..." Among the three of them, an elegant man dressed in light green and with a warm expression frowned and said, looking at Jun Aozhi with disapproval in his eyes, "Your Highness, you are rude."

"Bastard!" Jun Aozhi's eyes were red, but he didn't attack the three of them. Instead, he kicked the table flying, and the table fell apart with the last whisper of his movements. The pen and ink on the table The paper inkstone fluttered, and the plain white paper was scattered all over the place, looking very messy.After Jun Aozhi got angry, the anger in his heart dissipated a little, and then he shouted angrily, "Damn Jun Mo, give me your power before you come back!" How could those assassins in Qingcheng be bandits?It is simply the confidant he sent.There are tens of thousands of people, but hundreds of elites, the dead soldiers he has worked so hard to raise.

Because it is rumored that Jun Mo returned to Beijing in a hurry and did not bring many guards with him, but his temperament is more cautious, and he sent almost five or six out of ten of the elites just to ensure nothing goes wrong. His people stared at him for so long to confirm that there are not many The guards were relieved to assassinate, but the bastard was hiding his clumsiness. There were indeed few guards around him, but he was too impatient to ignore other problems.

Jun Mo actually made all his subordinates pretend to be ordinary people, each of them dressed up as an escort agency, as a trafficker, and even a small child on the side of the road was his man.So when his people started to attack, those guards appeared out of thin air. Although his subordinates were dead warriors with high martial arts skills, Jun Mo's people were not vegetarians. The elites brought out from the border were all killers. He was a man with evil spirits, but because he lost in the number of people, he was completely defeated!
Jun Mo!Jun Mo!
Haven't seen him for many years, has he become so capable? !Not only did he think that he would send someone to assassinate him, but he also took corresponding measures, using his fear of him, and successfully calculated his mind.

Jun Aozhi was shocked suddenly.

An imperial brother who hadn't seen him for nearly ten years actually got a clear understanding of his mind, but he ignored him because he didn't pay much attention to this imperial brother. , it seems that Jun Mo has been very proficient in the art of war these years, otherwise he would not have worked so hard to understand him.

Jun Aozhi's stern eyes, which resembled Emperor Qingyuan's, sharpened immediately!
If he wasn't regarded as the number one opponent, how could he analyze him so painstakingly!
Jun Mo's ambition is not limited to this!

"Your Highness..." The man in green clothes is Jun Aozhi's aide, the gentleman he invited many times, and he has been thinking of ways to give him advice, Song Zixing can naturally think of things he can think of, He pondered for a while, and then said slowly, "It's not bad."

Jun Aozhi's hostility suddenly subsides.His heart skipped a beat, but his expression remained calm.

"Why did you say that, sir?"

"Your Highness, why don't you think about it from a different angle?" Song Zixing stroked his goatee and smiled mysteriously, "His Royal Highness returned to Beijing with such a big move, so it can be seen that he is a very strong person. He believes His Highness as an opponent, but if you say He can beat His Highness, but this old man doesn't think so."

"Old man, please speak carefully. Don't be so eloquent. I'm a rough man who can't understand you." A tall and rough man next to Song Zixing frowned. A black auspicious cloud brocade suit couldn't cover the tense muscles on his body, and the clothes that were attached to his body were originally very elegant clothes, but they gave him the feeling of wearing a strong dress.

Especially the black beard and beard all over his face made him look even rougher!
This person is Fang Qian, the most powerful general beside He Bisheng's father.He is also one of Jun Aozhi's confidants.

He stared at Song Zixing with eyes as big as copper bells, looking very fierce, but Song Zixing didn't even move his brows, he snorted softly, and continued, "Your Highness, if it's different for you, you will be at the border gate." With a relatively solid foundation, now that you have returned to the capital from the border, what will you do?"

Jun Aozhi groaned slightly, and after thinking about it, there was a smile and understanding in his eyes.

"Naturally, I should keep a low profile, so that no one will notice my ability, and give the enemy a strong blow when necessary."

Song Zixing nodded with a smile, showing approval.

"Your Highness is wise..." He changed the subject and turned to Jun Mo, and said with a smile, "But look at the fifth prince's move back to the capital, it is indeed meritorious to win the merits and beat the bandits, but he has not been able to do it for nearly ten years. He has never been back to the capital, and people from his mother's clan are not very close to him. Over the years, he has lost his contacts in the capital, and Concubine Shu is just a concubine in the palace. So, she didn't have the chance to walk around with some ministers, and naturally she couldn't help His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince to plan..."

Song Zixing's eyes lit up before he finished speaking.

His face was a little flushed, and he interrupted Song Zixing with a little excitement, "Mr. is right!"

Song Zixing nodded with a smile.

Jun Aozhi's heart was completely relieved.

Indeed, if you want to sit in that position, there is no way to rely on the military power in your hand, and there is no possibility without considerable contacts and connections.Moreover, the father is now in his prime, and he is most afraid that the prince has something that threatens him. The 20 military power may not necessarily become his reliance. It's hard.What's more important is that the Dayuan Dynasty has seen little turbulence at the border in recent years, and the court has long valued civil servants over military officials, believing that military officials are rude people who are not worthy of etiquette and enlightenment, so they don't respect military officials as much as civil officials.

(End of this chapter)