Jiang Fulai heard the fatigue and self-blame in Song Zhiyuan's voice, and couldn't help but feel blocked, tears also poured into his eyes, and he took a step forward.

"Prince, don't blame yourself. You just have a brotherly relationship, so you will show mercy again and again. I just didn't expect that the third master would be so crazy. Besides, since the beginning of summer, there have been constant disasters. You are busy dealing with the government affairs in the palace. When did you go out of the palace soon after you get off the palace? In a few days, you didn't even leave the palace gate, and then go to the morning court again?"

Jiang Fulai sighed: "As the saying goes, the clone is too skilled, the prime minister is worried about the country and the people, and his mind is not enough in the government. Naturally, he ignores the others. How can he blame himself?"

Song Zhiyuan laughed at himself: "You are just trying to excuse me for my mistakes, but I seem even more incompetent."

"I'm telling the truth. If you didn't think of his surname Song, you wouldn't have just deposed him back then, but..." Jiang Fulai said: "Don't talk about Prime Minister, I can't understand. Why did the Third Master do these evil things? Even if I hate him, I should hate Prime Minister. What is the way for the Grandpa, but the Grandpa is blocking him?"

Jiang Fulai really felt that Song Ci was innocent. Song Zhiqing had resentment in his heart. Shouldn’t he have a wronged and debt-to-debt? What’s wrong with Song Ci?

This is something he couldn't figure out. Could it be that it was just to avenge his biological mother's death inexplicably? That shouldn't be. He used to be very energetic and didn't even think about taking revenge, but now he's just thinking about it when he's useless?

This is illogical.

Could it be that this man has done nothing all day and has more thoughts to commit suicide?

Song Zhiyuan still didn't reply to this. If the third brother had that dream, he naturally felt that Song Ci had blocked his way, changed his luck, and his whole life had been reversed.

But he couldn't explain this ridiculous dream, even if his confidant was Jiang Fulai.

Song Zhiyuan said vaguely: "If a person recognizes something and moves on with one stubbornness, he will only become more and more obsessed with it. If he recognizes it, he will only think that he is right."

This is the so-called heaven and hell.

And good and evil are not static, but will continue to change with the individual's situation and position.

"No matter what, the prime minister never attacked him. It was a complete brotherhood, but the third master...ah."

Song Zhiyuan laughed at himself and sneered.

He used to want the third brother's life, as Jiang Fulai said, but he thought that his surname was Song, even if he was half-brother, he was also a brother. The most important thing was that the third brother was a fool, but he did not cause any substantial harm to the Song family and did not cross his bottom line, so he only broke his wings.

But after this incident, he realized that he was outrageously wrong. His kindness and mercy were all fed to the dog.

Some people are not worthy of being the Song family.

Song Zhiyuan watched a light go out in the darkness and said, "Even if I deliberately let it go, I will give you the opportunity I should give. He still goes to the dead end, and then he will be unreproached."

Jiang Fulai's heart was thrilled, he licked his lips and said, "Does the Prime Minister want it?"

"The disasters in various places are not dispersed, and refugees are pouring into Shangjing everywhere. Among them, there are mobs taking the opportunity to cause chaos. Some remote villages were forcibly broke into by mobs, losing money and life, which is not new."

Jiang Fulai and he had been with him for many years, and he instantly understood what he meant. He wanted to use a mob to cover up and deal with Song Zhiqing.

"Prince, please don't worry."
Chapter completed!