Fish swimming around the world

Ding Lang was extremely frustrated. Although he knew that he was being plotted by the other party, he was helpless because the identity gap was huge.

"Subordinate, I dare to ask the prince for advice." Finally, he took a deep breath, knelt down on one knee and cupped his hands.

Jiang Fan looked at him: "Ding Lang, you are capable of doing things, but you are not real enough. You might as well say clearly that what happened today was my beating."

"Subordinate..." Ding Lang didn't expect him to point it out directly, but for a moment he didn't know how to respond.

Jiang Fan said: "No need to say it. You have something to hide, and I don't want to ask. Since I think you are still useful, I will give you a chance."

Ding Lang was startled. It was obvious that the other party was planning to give him another chance, so he hurriedly said: "Please give me your instructions."

Jiang Fan said: "Now that the Supreme Emperor has fled to the south, you should follow him, investigate in secret, and report his every move to me truthfully."

Ding Lang's heart moved. In fact, this was what he wanted to do. After all, the remaining fifteen of the twenty-seven people took away the most important things of the Za family, and in Ding Lang's opinion, as long as he killed them all, The successor of the Supreme Emperor is completely in name only, and he can still expect great things.

"My subordinates should obey their orders. But this Qin country has a mixed family..."

Jiang Fan waved his hand: "I know that the inheritance of the Zajia family is never about people, but about things. If you do well, it doesn't matter if I support you. After you leave, I will find a suitable person to take over first. Just look at How's your errand going?"

Ding Lang felt happy, but at the next moment, he suddenly became confused: "Who can do this..."

Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Of course there is a suitable person. What do you think... of Lord Shang's son?"

Ding Lang was immediately shocked: "Shang Chu?"

This person is indeed suitable, and too suitable. Shang Jun is the eldest disciple of the head of Shijiao, and Shang Chu is Shang Jun's only legitimate son. If he comes forward, it will not be difficult to clean up the Za family. But the problem is, what does Shang Chu have to do with himself when he is in charge?

Jiang Fan saw his confusion, "Don't worry, I will make more suitable arrangements for Shang Chu in the future. Although this man comes from a miscellaneous family, he is just like his father who is good at law and is more like a Legalist. He will not compete with you." Zajia. But if you don’t do things well, Zajia... I’m afraid we won’t have any fate with you anymore.”

Ding Lang was slightly relieved. Although I am still a little nervous, this is finally my only chance. After all, the reason why Lord Shang gave up his position as leader to Lu Fu was because he wanted to use the law to achieve his goals. This was a lesson learned from the past. What the other party does is quite similar. Especially now, he is really not suitable to come forward to clean up the miscellaneous family.

"I know your worries, but you have no choice. Unless you seek refuge with the Supreme Emperor again and hope that he can make a comeback, do you think the Supreme Emperor will still want you?"

Ding Lang hurriedly handed over his hands: "I don't dare to think so."

Jiang Fan chuckled: "Of course you don't dare, and you won't. Shi Jiao... I don't want you to be like this."

Ding Lang's expression changed drastically: "I don't understand..."

Jiang Fan looked at him: "I said that you are too evil and dishonest. It seems that you still don't realize it."

Ding Lang's face was gloomy and he was kneeling there, clenching his teeth tightly, and seemed to be extremely conflicted in his heart.

Jiang Fan didn't say anything, just watched quietly as another fish swallowed the bait, withdrew the fishing rod, skewered another piece of dough and threw it down.

Ding Lang looked at it and said slowly: "Fishing with a straight hook, whoever is willing will take the bait..."

Jiang Fan didn't look at him: "Shang Jun and Lu Fu are better than you in one thing. Once they choose a cooperation goal, they will spare no effort, so they can achieve great things. And you..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

Ding Lang looked shocked, and finally kowtowed: "Ding Lang knows his mistake. Yes, the master did leave a letter to his subordinates, proving... proving that he approved the last blow."

Jiang Fan laughed loudly: "Ding Lang, you finally told the truth."

Ding Lang's heart was trembling. This young king was as wise as a demon. How on earth did he know all this? Master, only the two of them are present when doing this.

A deep fear rose from the soles of his feet along his spine to the back of his head, making him tremble all over.

"...Master secretly summoned Ding Lang and said that he knew what I was thinking and was willing to give me a chance, so he left a letter so that I could prove my innocence in the future and be able to take charge of the Miscellaneous Family. This final blow was actually Master's In order to guard against Ying Pei, Zun deliberately left the flaws in the road to serve as constraints in the future."

Jiang Fan nodded: "If my guess is correct, he is going to repeat his old tricks, just like when he instructed Shang Jun to choose King Hui, and at the same time agreed with Lu Fu to choose Proton to win Pei, investing in two places for insurance, it is indeed in line with the Za family His style. And you are the retreat he has chosen. If the Supreme Emperor fails, you will be his back-up to continue the inheritance. And he does not shy away from the competition between you and the Supreme Emperor. The winner is king. He has not always thought this way. ?”

Ding Lang buried his head: "Your Majesty knows everything, and my subordinates dare not hide it."

Jiang Fan looked at him coldly: "So, who do you think this king is? Some mistakes should not be made."

Ding Lang was shaken all over. He finally understood that the person in front of him was not King Hui, not King Wen, or anyone else, but a terrifying figure he had never seen before. Choosing such a person to invest definitely did not allow for so many evil thoughts, and at the same time, he couldn't help but think that maybe only such a person could achieve his goal better and be the best investment target.

"Ding Lang knows his sin and is willing to do anything to forgive him."

After saying this, he bowed deeply to the ground. He knew that it was superfluous to say anything more at this moment. Whether he could still live or not depended on what the superior thought. If Jiang Fan thought he was useful, he would definitely give him a way out. If he was useless, he had committed a crime equivalent to deceiving the emperor.

Jiang Fan said: "This king said that if I give you a chance, I will not break my promise. Go to Nanjiang. What you want, go and fight for it with your life."

Ding Lang's eyes were solemn: "Subordinate, thank you for your grace, Your Majesty."

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Huayang Palace.

Luan Feifei reported the details of Yangdu to Yun Fuyao, who had been worried for a long time.

The latter just listened quietly. In the end, when he heard that the emperor had fled and the traitor was confirmed, Yun Fuyao's expression relaxed slightly.

"Don't worry, he is fine. After His Majesty returns, he will certainly announce to the world that he has now returned to the mortal residence. I think he is tired and wants to rest."

Luan Feifei comforted. Yun Fuyao just nodded, his eyes blank, and seemed a little absent-minded.

After Luan Feifei left, Yun Fuyao found a secret room and sat cross-legged. Her eyes were a little dazed.

"Am I useless... I can only hold you back every time. If you have something, I can't help you..."

"I know I'm stupid, but I don't want to be a little flower in a greenhouse under your protection, watching you fight alone every time. I want to... stand by your side..."

She muttered to herself.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, her face turned slightly cold, and she took out a booklet from her arms. She stared at it for a moment, and her eyes became cold and resolute...

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