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The person who was talked about by Song Ci was also being scolded at this time.

Prince Min, Xiahou Zhe, touched his nose, dug his ears, sat bored on the chair, listening to the old man opposite him saying the same words.

"...I said that it is meaningless to deal with the lady Song. Why doesn't the lord listen and still act on his own? In addition to arousing the vigilance of Song Zhiyuan and Emperor Chu, it will not be of any effect. Why do you still insist on your own actions?"

Xiahou Zhe glanced over and said, "Didn't you say that if Daqing is not in chaos, we will not have a chance? Don't I want it to be in chaos?"

The old man's eyes shone.

"I know, the old man wants to say that a mere woman is not very important, but isn't she Song Zhiyuan's mother? She is gone, and Song Zhiyuan has to follow Ding You. Without him to assist Emperor Chu, isn't there any chance?"

The old man laughed: "There is already a prime minister Ding You. Now that the eldest lady of the Song family is gone, Song Zhiyuan will only be taken away."

"That's nothing." Xiahou Zhe seemed to have expected that he would say this, and said, "Isn't Song Zhiyuan being valued because of an old lady? Mrs. Song was valued by Queen Mother Wang, and even Emperor Chu respected her. The so-called love for the house and the mistress naturally attached and trusted Song Zhiyuan. But if this old lady was gone, the bond between the palace and the Song family would be broken. Mr. Jun, is this love affair? Without contact, it will gradually fade."

Mr. Jun frowned.

"Emperor Chu has been ascending the throne for more than twenty years. He is full of wings and is old. He can't escape the law of suspicion of the emperor. As long as he burys a small seed between the monarch and his subjects, he will take root and sprout as he planted it. Then there will be no bond. If he is suspicious, the monarch and his subjects will always be contrary to each other. Isn't this going to be a mess?"

Mr. Jun smiled angrily and stared at him and said, "That's what the lord thinks? If these two people are so simple, Daqing will not develop to the current situation. Lord, the old minister knows that you are anxious, but if you think of your opponent too simply, you will only be in a defeat."

Xiahou Zhe's face sank coldly, and his eyes flashed with turmoil and anger.

Mr. Jun saw clearly and felt more and more disappointed, but he was still patient and said, "My lord came to Beijing and was impatient. Since Emperor Chu has sent someone to investigate Quanzhou, you should not retreat to the fiefdom of Xuzhou. If there is any difference, Xuzhou can still be the base camp."

"Mr. Jun asked me to retreat?" Xiahou Zhe's voice became colder: "Will you go back, wait for Emperor Chu to find me out, and then I will take the opportunity to raise the flag, or will I escape into the dark place again and huddle up?"

Mr. Jun frowned slightly.

"Or, the sir is already disappointed with me and wants to worship another lord?"

Mr. Jun's pupils shrank and he stared at him tightly.

Xiahou Zhe smiled: "The princess is indeed a good candidate. As long as she gives birth to a son, she is even more orthodox. Just who does the gentleman want to be a father? Is it the real Chu Ze or the Jun family man?"

"You!" Mr. Jun stood up, supported the table with both hands, and made a thrilling sound from his nose, panting anxiously.

Xiahou Zhe did not hide or avoid, and said, "I am very grateful to Mr. Jun for his advice over the years, but you have forgotten the main and secondary. This is wrong. How can a person forget who is the king and who is the minister?"

Mr. Jun didn't speak, and after a while, he laughed and said, "Okay, okay, the lord has grown up, and there is no need for an old minister, and I can really 'rest'."
Chapter completed!