Chapter 58 Going crazy for you to see

The bet between Jiang Zhiyu and Lu Daizong spread like wildfire. In the past few days, anyone who saw Lu Daizong had an ambiguous smile on his face.

In Qingfeng Pavilion, two concubines poured wine. Gao Yan held the wine glass and tried to test: "I heard that Miss Jiang has been running between the general's mansion and the prime minister's mansion these days. Every time she went, she brought a carriage of medicinal materials. I am a little worried..."

"What are you worried about?" Lu Daizong raised his eyes to interrupt, and the dark circles under his eyes became more and more obvious: "A twelve-year-old girl, who knows a little bit of medical skills, doesn't know the world."

"Yes, yes," Gao Yan agreed, and looked at his expression: "Yes, even if she is instructed by a miracle doctor, she will come to you crying and begging for mercy in a few days, hahahaha."

Lu Daizong's expression eased slightly, and his brows relaxed: "Of course, now she is in my hands, no matter how she jumps, she can't get out!"

Hearing the meaning of his words, Gao Yan's eyes were filled with lust: "You want..."

The two looked at each other, and everything was self-evident.

Gao Yan laughed "haha", took the strong man and kissed him: "With your means, don't play that girl to death in a few days."

Lu Daizong drank the wine in the glass in one gulp: "When I get tired of playing, you can also have a share."

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"A-choo, a-choo," Jiang Zhiyu sneezed twice while preparing the medicine.

【??? , who is scolding me? 】

Beside her, He Yanting held a scroll in one hand and pushed the hot tea in her direction with the other hand.

"Thank you." Jiang Zhiyu picked it up and took a few sips.

He Yanting had an old injury on his leg, and with the golden needle sealing acupoints in the past few years, recuperation is very important.

If it continues, after a year, the false paralysis will become real paralysis.

Even so, now there are sequelae, both legs are weak and unable to use strength.

After a few days of getting along, Jiang Zhiyu was finally able to ignore his appearance and stay under the same roof with him calmly.

But in her heart, she always complained from time to time.

【Poor child, he was stabbed in the back by the person who saved him, who could have thought of this. 】

He Yanting looked normal, as if he didn't hear anything.

But in fact, he was tired of hearing it.

Seeing that Jiang Zhiyu was about to repeat herself, He Yanting put down the book in his hand and sighed: "Miss Jiang, tomorrow is the last day, and there is still no news of the earthquake."

"I know, I know, why are you in such a hurry."

Jiang Zhiyu frowned impatiently.

【Big brother is urging me, and he is urging me, day by day! 】

【Isn't there only one day left? One less day, it's not even a week. If you keep urging me, I'll go crazy and show you! 】

He Yanting: "..."

Do you still remember that you have two bets?

"That day, the Third Miss told me clearly that there would be an earthquake in Mobei. That's why I went to the palace to ask His Majesty to withdraw his order. But now the news of the earthquake has not come yet, and His Majesty has already complained about it in the court."

He Yanting stared at her with his dark eyes: "You know, the Second Young Master is still in the camp, and His Majesty may order him to go north at any time!"

Jiang Zhiyu frowned.

At the same time, there was a quarrel in the court.

The whole Jinluan Palace was like a vegetable market, divided into two factions - the pro-war faction headed by Sikong Gou Yuanjing and the conservative faction headed by the prime minister, who were swearing at each other fiercely.

The emperor on the dragon chair looked down, his face becoming more and more gloomy.

"That barbarian is extremely rampant. Not only did he slaughter the people of Tianqi, he also wantonly tested the border between the two countries. This is provoking the national prestige of Tianqi. We have to fight, Your Majesty!"

Gu Yuanjing burst into tears. Jiang Zhaorong stepped forward and retorted: "What are you talking about, Sikong? Everything should be based on the overall situation. The barbarian is rampant, but it is just to lure the enemy in. If we really send troops, wouldn't it be a mistake? The barbarian's treacherous plot?!"

Gu Yuanjing's mouth twitched, and his goatee trembled wildly: "However, where do the barbarians come from with such twisted thoughts? It is the Prime Minister who has been opposed since the beginning. Perhaps he is worried about his son and does not want him to go to the battlefield!"

These words were heartbreaking. Without even looking at the emperor's face, Jiang Zhaorong knelt on the ground and kowtowed. He said: "Your Majesty, you are wise. As a parent, it is natural to worry when your son is on the battlefield. But I also know that he is a general of Tianqi first, and then my son. Naturally, I will not ignore the overall situation because of this matter!"

The emperor remained silent. Gou Yuanjing boasted that he had won the battle and raised his eyes: "This Sikong is just a reasonable guess. Why do you get so excited?"

Jiang Zhaorong raised his head: "In this case, the Sikong has always advocated war, completely ignoring the possibility that it might be a conspiracy set up by that barbarian. Can't I also reasonably guess that Sikong has made a deal with that barbarian and colluded with the enemy and committed treason!"

This charge is much more serious than what Gou Yuanjing said. The officials immediately dared not speak. They looked at me, I looked at you, and the air seemed to freeze.

Gou Yuanjing's old face was ashen, and veins popped up on his forehead: "You old bastard, you dare to frame me! Traitors and thieves, everyone can kill them!"

As he said this, he threw the imperial scepter in his hand at him fiercely.

Jiang Zhaorong dodged to the side and didn't hit him. Gou Yuanjing was even more furious, and he snatched the imperial scepter from others and threw it out again, and the important officials next to him were dumbfounded.

The emperor shouted, slapped the armrest of the dragon chair, and stood up suddenly: "How dare you!"

The ministers knelt down like a tide, shouting: "Your Majesty, calm down."

The emperor's facial muscles trembled slightly: "As a minister, you are so disrespectful in front of me. Do you still have me as the emperor in your heart?!"

Everyone's body trembled like sieves, and the emperor exhaled lightly: "Come here, put Sikong into the prison of the Ministry of Justice and wait for punishment. The prime minister came with me and summoned the army back to Beijing. The matter of the Northern Expedition will be discussed later. I am dismissed!"

He said and left, and Jiang Zhaorong quickly got up from the ground and followed.

After the two figures disappeared, the officials whispered to each other.

After this incident, everyone had a new consideration of Jiang Zhaorong's weight in the emperor's heart.

Gu Yuanjing shook off his colleague's hand and walked out of the palace with his back straight.

After leaving the sight of the crowd, the emperor's angry expression disappeared immediately, and Jiang Zhaorong bowed his head respectfully: "In my humble opinion, Sikong is indeed not the one who colluded with the enemy and betrayed the country."

"Why do you think so?"

Jiang Zhaorong couldn't figure out his thoughts, so he replied conservatively, "Although Sikong was angry, his eyes were clear and he had no guilty conscience. I said this in front of everyone. If Sikong really did this, he would be suspicious and wonder if I had evidence. But Sikong didn't doubt it at all and became furious. In my humble opinion, Sikong should have nothing to do with this matter." The

emperor looked him up and down for a while, until Jiang Zhaorong's back was soaked with sweat, and then he chuckled, "Your thoughts are consistent with mine."