"Master Zhao!"

Chu Qingluan had a smile on her lips, but her eyes were cold.

"As a senior official, how do you explain the rampage of the White Lotus Sect in Youzhou City?"

Zhao De's body trembled, his eyes rolled, but he said calmly: "Your Highness, this kind of evil cult is best at deceiving people. I have sent troops to wipe it out many times, but..." He raised his eyes and glanced at the guard Wu Yong, "but the troops are limited."

Guard General Wu Yong immediately responded, "Your Highness, please understand! Every time I send troops, those evil spirits hide in the mountains. Youzhou is vast and sparsely populated, so... we are powerless."

Chu Qingluan's gaze swept towards the head of the Household Department standing beside him.

The head of the Household Department kowtowed immediately and said, "It is all my fault! Your Highness, please forgive me, but Youzhou City has been paying taxes for many years, and I really can't afford to spend more money to expand the army..."

There was a lot of shirking of responsibility in the hall, and everyone cooperated perfectly.

Qi Che stood in the corner with his eyes downcast, a barely perceptible sneer on the corner of his lips.

The Third Prince has been operating in Youzhou for a long time, and his influence has already penetrated into every corner. How could Chu Qingluan, who has just arrived, take over smoothly just by relying on her noble status?

Chu Qingluan played with the teacup, a dark light flashing in her eyes.

She had long anticipated that the officials of Youzhou might not cooperate, or even pretend to obey but actually disobey, but she had not expected that they would protect each other to such an extent.

She suddenly chuckled and said, "You gentlemen are in sync."

"But I heard that the lotus pedestal used in the White Lotus Sect's main altar is made of top-grade red sandalwood?"

Zhao Dequan's expression changed slightly.

Before he could finish his words, Chu Qingluan said, "And the gold lacquer on the altar, it seems that it was also purchased with the official silver that the Ministry of Revenue allocated to Youzhou for building the dam last year?"

The head of the Ministry of Revenue was sweating profusely and raised his hand to his forehead.

"Your Highness!" Prefect Zhao Dequan suddenly kowtowed heavily: "There must be a misunderstanding. I will go down and investigate thoroughly. I will definitely give Your Highness a satisfactory answer..."

"No need."

Chu Qingluan stood up slowly, and her gorgeous clothes seemed to sparkle with colorful light as she moved.

She walked slowly to Zhao Dequan and said condescendingly, "I have already sent someone to deliver a message to Prince Rui. Why don't we let him explain these things in person?"

After he finished speaking, the whole room fell into dead silence, and Zhao Dequan's face turned extremely pale.

At this moment, everyone realized that Her Royal Highness the Princess came well prepared.

——

At the same time, in the capital.

The third prince, no, he should be called Prince Rui now, was currently leaning in the No. 1 box of Zuixian Tower, playing chess in one hand and sipping tea in the other.

At this time, the door of the box opened, and Gu Tingyuan, dressed in a blue suit, walked in with a cautious look on his face.

"My Lord, something bad has happened in Youzhou."

Chu Hong paused holding the chess piece, the white jade chess piece glowing with a warm luster at his fingertips.

Without even raising his eyelids, he placed a chess piece on the board. The two sides, who were originally fighting fiercely, suddenly saw the situation reversed with the addition of a white chess piece.

"What is it?"

His voice was still calm, without any emotion.

"Secret report from Youzhou: Her Royal Highness the Princess and the Phoenix Feather Guards suddenly showed up at Langanju and exposed the White Lotus Sect's tricks in public. Something has happened to the White Lotus Sect."

"oh?"

Chu Hong finally raised his eyes, and a hint of interest and admiration flashed in his eyes.

"My royal sister is becoming more and more interesting."

He slowly placed the chess piece on the board, making a crisp "pop" sound.

"What's even more difficult is that the princess, holding the imperial decree, has taken over the defense of Youzhou as an imperial envoy. Zhao Dequan and his men have written to ask for help, so I'm sure the prince has given instructions."

Chu Hong didn't say anything and pondered for a moment.

After a long while, he suddenly chuckled and said, "My brother has been in the clan residence for a long time, right?"

Gu Tingyuan's pupils shrank slightly: "What the prince means is..."

"Prepare the sedan chair!" Chu Hong suddenly stood up, "It's time for me to go meet my good brother."

Half an hour later, in the deepest wing of the clan residence.

Under the dim oil lamp, the deposed Crown Prince Chu Lang was leaning against the wall with disheveled hair, surrounded by a pile of empty wine bottles and jars.

The originally luxurious brocade robe had long been dirty, with frayed cuffs, and the whole person exuded an indescribable dejection.

At this time, the iron gate opened with a creaky sound, and Chu Hong walked in holding a lantern.

Chu Lang glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and the next second, his hand holding the wine jug paused, and he struggled to get up.

But he drank too much, and fell to the ground as soon as he stood up. The wine jug also rolled to the ground, turned around, and stopped right at Chu Hong's feet.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. Brother, are you planning to...give up on yourself?"

Chu Lang's eyes were red as he stared at Chu Hong: "You...you still dare to come?"

He staggered towards Chu Hong, but when he was three steps away from him, he was tripped by the hem of his clothes and fell heavily to the ground.

He struggled to stand up and roared, "It's all your fault! If you hadn't framed me in the hunting ground, how could I have fallen to this point?"

Chu Hong bent down calmly, picked up the wine jug on the ground for him, and sighed softly:

"My brother is drunk!"

"Bullshit!" Chu Lang knocked over the wine jug that he handed over. The sound of the ceramic breaking was particularly harsh in the room.

"You have been scheming for so many years, isn't it just to get that position?"

"I'm telling you! Impossible!"

"The emperor has always favored Chu Qingluan. No matter how hard you try, you will never get that position. Hahahaha..."

As Chu Lang spoke, his face was filled with madness.

Chu Hong was neither anxious nor annoyed. Instead, he sat down in front of the table, took out a jug of new wine from the food box, and filled it for Chu Lang.

"Brother, have you ever thought that if I hadn't taken the initiative, I would be the one imprisoned here now."

Chu Lang was startled and looked at him with red eyes.

Indeed, he originally wanted to kill Chu Qingluan in the hunting ground and put the blame on Chu Hong.

But he didn't expect that he was outwitted by someone and ended up losing the rice instead of the chicken.

Who can be blamed for this?

Is it Chu Hong’s fault that he chose to protect himself?

"Brother, do you still remember the hunting trip three years ago?" Chu Hong pushed the wine glass in front of him.

"At that time, you and General Zhao had a secret conversation in the tent, saying that you wanted to kill me during the hunting trip."

Chu Lang's expression suddenly changed: "How could you?"

Zhao Mang was clearly his man, and he was the same three years ago.

Did Zhao Mang betray himself?

"Brother, don't be suspicious of your own people. I overheard this by accident, so I was prepared in advance."

Chu Lang suddenly realized.

No wonder Chu Hong volunteered to go to Youzhou and take the lead in developing the economy and people's livelihood there.

It turns out that he was trying to temporarily avoid the limelight and retreat in order to advance.

He secretly ran to Youzhou and recuperated for three years. Now, once he entered the capital, he was crowned king.

After figuring it out, Chu Lang suddenly let out a loud, shrill laugh.

"Hahaha! Great! What a good way to strike first!"

"Then what are you doing here now? Are you here to see me make fun of myself?"

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