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- Yun Zhensong was originally stupid.
Especially at this moment, when he is furious and helpless, his rationality has already left home No, it seems that his rationality has been thrown away by General Yang's pot of piss!
At this moment, Gu Ming seems to be a life-saving straw for him.
How could there be any doubt that Gu Ming was teasing him on purpose?
Hearing Gu Ming's promise, he became incoherent with excitement, "Ah Ming, you, are you really willing to help me?"
"That's great! I'm no, let me thank you first! Tell me first, how else can I win the round?"
Without waiting for Gu Ming to answer, he said dissatisfiedly, "This old man surnamed Yang! How dare you humiliate me like this! If I don't hit him this time so that his teeth are all over the place, I will, I will"
Under Gu Ming's fluttering eyes, his voice gradually lowered.
Beat General Yang looking for teeth all over the place?
Is Yun Zhensong's brain broken? !
Just relying on him, a man with no strength to restrain a chicken, still wants to beat General Yang to the ground?
Gu Ming looked at him as if he was looking at a mentally retarded person.
Yun Zhensong also knew that he was blowing his hair out.
In the end, he closed his mouth tactfully, did not dare to continue, and only asked urgently, "Amin, what else can I do now?"
"Killing and killing are not actions of a gentleman."
Gu Ming's face was pale.
Hearing that he really wanted to give him an idea, Yun Zhensong was full of excitement and joy, and nodded quickly, "Amin is right! Amin is a literati, so the way he came up with is naturally not to fight and kill!"
He seems to have forgotten that, as Duke Ying, he was originally a civil servant
Just a civil servant with no brains!
"General Yang has a straightforward temperament and a high position. Except for the emperor, no one can make decisions for you."
Gu Ming's face was still pale.
Yun Zhensong's face changed slightly, but he followed his words and thought about it.
"Then you mean"
"The prince will definitely not make decisions for you."
Gu Ming glanced at Mo Ye, "You have no doubt about this."
Yun Zhensong's old face turned pale, as if he had been slapped in the face in public, his face was hot, "Yes, I know this in my own mind. It turned out that it was just a matter between Ying Guogong's mansion and the general's mansion, so naturally I dare not Please trouble your lord."
He smiled embarrassingly.
This is what I said!
It was as if he didn't ask him to make decisions in order not to trouble Mo Ye.
But it seemed that he had forgotten, and just now he was crying and begging Mo Ye to make the decision.
It's because people don't want to talk to him!
Gu Ming didn't expose it, but continued, "You can only ask the emperor to decide."
Yun Zhensong hesitated, "But"
Mo Zongran never waited to see him.
Let alone begging him to make decisions, even if he has something to see on weekdays, he is rarely willing to see him Yun Zhensong's face is very embarrassed, "But the emperor always manages everything"
"If you don't want to, just pretend I didn't say anything."
Gu Ming is good at attacking the mind.
Just by hearing what Yun Zhensong said, one can guess what he is thinking.
"That's all I can do."
Yun Zhensong hesitated.
He is a dignified Duke after all, and today is his birthday again.
Invited many guests, not to mention being let go of pigeons, and General Yang spit and pissed on the gate
He touched his face, thinking that he couldn't swallow this breath no matter what.
He gritted his teeth, "Amin, in your opinion"
"The emperor has always bothered you."
As soon as Gu Ming opened his mouth, Yun Zhensong's face turned red.
Good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles - he doesn't invite Mo Zongran to see him, even the cripple Gu Ming, who rarely goes out, knows it!
"If you just go to ask the emperor like this, you will definitely not be able to get his asylum. But if you retreat to advance, you must be able to win the game in front of General Yang."
"Advance by retreat?"
Yun Zhensong also ignored the presence of Mo Ye and Gu Bozhong.
He asked eagerly, "How can a person make progress by retreating?! A Ming, please express your high opinion!"
"You told the emperor that no one came to the banquet on your birthday, so it must be because you don't accept you as Duke Ying."
? When it comes to his official position, Yun Zhensong rarelyBe vigilant.
"Then what?"
"After all, you have nothing to do, and you are still the Duke of the country. It is really unconvincing."
It's not that Gu Ming refuses to accept it.
He is not an official in the court, and he only dislikes Yun Zhensong's jumping up and down.
Instead, the other ministers refused to accept it!
Yun Zhensong's old face became hotter and hotter, he hesitated and said, "I, I'm not doing nothing. It's just that I have nothing to do recently, so I just look a little idle!"
These words are just a scene, just for him to hear.
Gu Ming smiled slightly, "You can propose to the emperor that you are willing to demote yourself."
"For example, to be a third-rank deputy capital envoy"
Hearing this, Yun Zhensong's old face turned pale, "Deputy Imperial Envoy?!"
That's just a third-rank official!
He is now Duke Ying, although he has a name and no real power, but he is a high-ranking official after all!
Let him fall directly from the first grade to the third grade
It was even more uncomfortable than killing him!
What's more, Dou Yushan, the imperial censor, is not a good bird at all How does he rely on his position as the imperial censor and refuses to come down, and how does he uplift Mo Zongran, downgrade the officials, and Yun Zhensong in the court? It's not that I don't know!
Even he was ridiculed several times by Dou Yushan's vicious tongue!
How hard is it for him to work under such an old stubborn and old feudalist? !
Can you still live in the days to come?
"No, no, no, this won't work."
He hurriedly said, "Being the deputy capital envoy, I will definitely lose ten years of life!"
"If you don't do what I say, and just ask the emperor to decide, you will lose your head today!"
The smile on Gu Ming's face disappeared in an instant, replaced by endless indifference, "Now the Empress has died of illness, and it's the time of national mourning. You dare to hold a birthday banquet in secret, but you don't have a queen in your eyes, and you are against the royal family!"
Yun Zhensong choked and was speechless!
"I¡¡"
He opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to explain it!
After a long while, he said, "But the empress was taken away by someone, she didn't really die of illness!"
He thought to himself, Gu Ming belongs to Mo Ye's camp.
Mo Ye knew that Empress Zhao was taken away instead of dying of illness, so Gu Ming must know the truth too!
He was unrestrained, but saw Gu Bozhong's face change slightly, "Bold! You are so tired of working! How dare you say such things!"
"If the emperor finds out, you will have to kill everyone today!"
When Gu Bozhong got angry, Yun Zhensong was bluffed by his aura.
After thinking about it, it seems that only Gu Ming's method will work.
Seeing that he was tempted, Gu Ming exchanged a look with Mo Ye calmly, and got Mo Ye's "approval"¡ª¡ªUncle, this bad idea is not bad! As expected of a black-bellied old fox!
Gu Ming's face did not change - thanks to the high praise of the prince, each other.
Mo Ye smiled meaningfully, "In that case, Duke Ying, immediately follow me into the palace to meet Emperor Father!"
Hearing this, Yun Wanning outside the door knew that today's good show is about to climax! It's tide!
She pursed her lips and smiled, rushing down the road like smoke, "Go, enter the palace!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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