Chapter 364

Xu Ke frowned anxiously. If according to Jiang Pengji, when will they leave the capital?

Is it difficult to wait until the emperor dies and several princes compete with King Changshou?

It is estimated that by that time, the world will be divided.

It seemed to see Xu Ke's inner worry, and Jiang Pengji sneered.

"It won't take that long. We'll just wait for the opportunity."

Apart from anything else, as long as Huijun gets close to the emperor and fascinates him, it's not difficult to leave the capital.

"But..." Xu Ke's heart was full of hidden worries. He always felt that things were not so simple.

Jiang Pengji said, "do you think... Several princes and the ambitious King Changshou have the patience to wait for the emperor's death?"

Xu Ke smelled the speech like thunder and lightning, and something burst in his mind.

"Lang Jun means... Forcing the palace?"

"I'm not sure. But throughout the short history of Dongqing royal family, there is no criminal record of Killing Father and brother?"

Jiang Pengji said sarcastically that except for the founding emperor, several other emperors of Dongqing came from a wrong path. This scandal is well known all over the world. Today's emperors seem to repeat the fate of their ancestors and are eyeing their younger brothers and sons.

This game depends on who can't help but start first. If the gun hits the head bird, whoever stands out first will be set on fire.

Compared with Xu Ke's restlessness, Jiang Pengji is just like sitting down on the fishing platform, leisurely and complacent.

Suddenly thinking of something, she showed a strange and cold smile, "If you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, what about house arrest in Shangjing? The emperor hasn't the courage to attack the aristocratic family, and it's even more impossible to close it all his life. Just one opportunity, we can leave Shangjing safely. Before that, Xiaoyu thought he was on vacation and traveling in Shangjing. Let's have 10000 hearts... When the sky fell, I was still holding it."

Xu Ke smiled bitterly and was calm in his heart. "Lang Jun is calm, and Ke will naturally accompany him to the end."

As soon as the voice fell, the carriage fell into silence again. Jiang Pengji's fingers were opposite, her eyes were slightly drooping, and her indifferent expression could not see the slightest emotion.

The carriage went another way, and she suddenly asked.

"Xiaoyu, under what circumstances did you say the emperor would call the king Changshou who lived in the back cover to Shangjing?"

Xu Ke was stunned. Subconsciously, he thought about it and said categorically, "it's impossible."

"Why?" Asked Jiang Pengji.

Xu Ke replied, "King Changshou's trip to form a party for personal gain is well known in the whole dynasty. Even if the officials indulge in beauty and neglect the government every day, how could he summon this ambitious wolf to Beijing? If so, wouldn't he lead the wolf into the house?"

"Yes, I think so, too."

Jiang Pengji nodded in agreement. She didn't see any advantages from the emperor, and there were countless defects.

Although the emperor is now fatuous, it is impossible for him to kill the former Emperor and obediently ascend the throne from Hejian.

If your mind is normal, how can you summon King Changshou to Beijing at such a time of panic?

Xu Ke asked her, "why did Lang Jun suddenly ask?"

"I suddenly remembered the advice of a friend before he left." Jiang Pengji's expression was faint.

After saying that, a light, tall and straight figure like pine and bamboo appeared in my mind.

Wei CI is not aimless. Since he asked her to prevent King Changshou from being ordered to lead troops to Beijing, he must have a certain reason.

Xu Ke thought repeatedly and twisted his eyebrows, "If it is true, there may be three possibilities. First, the official's favorite candidate is not the fourth son, but the young son king Changshou left by the former Emperor. Considering the events in recent years, the possibility of this guess is almost zero. Second, if something happens in Beijing, 100000 forbidden troops are useless, forcing the official to summon King Changshou..."

However, the probability of these two possibilities mentioned by Xu Ke is too low to consider the scope.

"What about the third?"

Xu Ke said, "false preaching of holy meaning."

Jiang Pengji's heart clicked, "it's really a way to fake preach the holy meaning."

Have good ears and eyes, and high officials and noble lords are living in the area. The eyes of Jiang Pengji are filled with a lot of eyeliner. These Eyeliner disguise themselves as small and medium-sized servants, or female servants or dealers in all walks of life. They are always staring at twelve hours a day.

Approaching the mansion, Jiang Pengji glanced and stopped Xu Ke from speaking.

They got off on the sedan chair one after another and returned to the mansion as usual.

At this time, the audience in the live studio also smelled an unusual smell and kept asking.

[Doraemon]: anchor, have you been unable to leave Shangjing recently?

[old driver Lianmeng]: anchor, it seems that they are under house arrest. Emperor Dongqing lives and dies.

[sneaking into Africa]: Gee, I bet 50 cents. According to the careful temper of the anchor, I will definitely find a way to get back.

Most of the audience are ordinary melon eaters. It's no problem to watch the excitement, but when it comes to this brain burning thing, the reaction is slow.

The audience in the live studio seems to have a blind trust in Jiang Pengji. After chasing the live broadcast for several years, they haven't seen anyone who can really eat flat for Jiang Pengji. Even if there is, it's also a joke and funny nature, and the anchor is broad-minded.

Of course, there are many voices against it.

[favorite spicy food]: fart, are you all stunned? The anchor has no fame now. I'm afraid there's a noisy father on his head. Now, far water can't save near fire. If the emperor of the feudal dynasty wants to attack her, can she go to heaven?

[mythical Alpaca]: Well, I like this live studio best. I can always see more than 100000 evil writers blowing an ordinary anchor.

[old driver Lianmeng]: hehe, I can see that there are a lot of staff making in this live broadcasting room. Do any of you remember the skill of the anchor? Let's not talk about flying over eaves and walls. At least we can leave the capital safely. This is not a question of whether to go, but when to go.

Jiang Pengji ignored both the worried barrage and the slandered barrage.

Strength is an empty thing to say. Only when it is really done, can it have a real hammer.

Although she was under "house arrest", she did not restrict her personal freedom except that she could not leave the city. In fact, she was very happy.

More than half a month later, Jiang Pengji and Huang song, who visited Kyoto, met by chance several times. Once they came and went, they also made a friend. They brought a bear child Feng Jue. They didn't mix together to drink tea and watch a play... It's not suitable for children to drink tea and watch a play.

Feng Jin, who learned about it, was speechless and choked: "...."

A row of musicians played and sang in a corner of the room. Wu Nong's soft song was sweet to the bottom of his heart.

Jiang Pengji peeled peanuts and stuffed them into her mouth one by one.

It's said that it came from the barbarian land north of the imperial edict. It's fried and crisp.