Empress, your husband is invincible

Before Ye Cheng could speak, the old man walked over slowly and bowed solemnly to him:
"Young master Ye, can you spare the dog just once for the sake of the old man?"

"Old Shangshu Zhuang?"

Almost instantly, Ye Cheng guessed the identity of the old man and frowned for a moment.

He does have a great friendship with the Zhuang family, but that friendship only belongs to the Wuhou Mansion who is also the Zhuang family, and has nothing to do with Zhuang Xiaojing...

Before Ye Cheng could continue to make a sound, he was startled by Zhuang Xiaojing's sound again.

"The old man thinks that he has some strength in the court, if you want to help His Majesty reorganize the court—forgive me, the old man will help you.

It needs to be known that the old man can talk to the major clans and generals..."

"Of course, Mr. Ye is a smart person, so he naturally knows how to choose.

Killed the dog in front of the old man?According to Mr. Ye's strength, it is naturally possible.

——But the old man privately thinks that is not something a smart person should do..."

This Zhuang Xiaojing really deserves to be a member of the Zhuang family, and he even immediately pointed out his next intention - to focus on the Daling government...

According to the information leaked by Zhuang Shuanglin and others, Ye Cheng also knew about Zhuang Xiaojing's transcendent status in the Great Ling Dynasty Hall.

He doesn't belong to the imperial power, nor does he belong to the aristocratic clan or any side of the military, but he can move freely among the three parties, and he can get in touch with any party, and he can also talk to each other...

After a moment of silence, Ye Cheng frowned and glanced at Zhuang Han who was kneeling on one knee.

Ye Cheng cupped his hands vaguely towards Zhuang Xiaojing, and Ye Cheng turned around and left.

"Since the old Shangshu pleaded for mercy, if the younger generation refuses to agree, then he would be somewhat ignorant of current affairs.

The banquet in the palace is in full swing, so the junior will take his leave for the time being.I also hope that Lao Shangshu can remember today's words.If the younger generation is in trouble in the future, Lao Shangshu don't forget to lend a helping hand to make things right. "

Zhuang Xiaojing stood on the spot with her hands behind her back, watching Ye Cheng's back for a long time without saying a word.

Zhuang Han waited for a long time before he staggered up from the ground.

But before he took a few steps, the soles of his feet softened, and his body suddenly tilted to the side.

An old but powerful arm stretched out from the slant and grabbed his wrist.

Zhuang Han's face and body froze, and his eyes dimmed for a while.

Supporting Zhuang Han again, Zhuang Xiaojing took off his cloak and put it on him.

"Father will carry you home, tonight, let's have a good talk."

With a low voice, Zhuang Han was not allowed to refuse, so Zhuang Xiaojing squatted down in front of him.

Zhuang Han stood on the spot without moving for a long time, but his two fingernails hidden in his sleeves were deeply sunken into his palms.

He didn't move, so Zhuang Xiaojing didn't move either.

There was an inexplicable silence between the father and son.

But I don't know if it's old age and frailty, or an old injury from the battlefield, Zhuang Xiaojing only lasted for a while, and his legs trembled slightly.

The moonlight is like snow, reflecting the earth.

Even though he was seriously injured, Zhuang Han, who is a top-notch expert, still has keen observation skills, and he discovered it almost instantly.

His body trembled unconsciously, but Zhuang Han still pressed his lips together to keep his body still.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhuang Xiaojing suddenly sighed, her voice full of trills and helplessness:
"Son, your mother's last words were nothing more than her obsession, so why did you force them on you?
If you really want to talk about it, it's because your father and I didn't live up to expectations and didn't meet your mother's expectations.Why do you bother yourself? "

Zhuang Han's thin lips were suddenly bitten, and he roared:

"What obsession? It's obviously him, Zhuang Xiaoyun, who is treacherous and deceitful! The glory that belongs to our family is also attributed to their family!

My mother is right!It's your fault you coward! "

Zhuang Xiaojing's body shook violently.

In his whole life, he has had only one married wife, Ye Yazhi.

But Ye Yazhi is good in every way, but there is only one thing that is not good—too much comparison and jealousy...

After he was seriously injured and retired from the military, Ye Yazhi was instigated by someone to treat the winner of that battle, Wuhou Zhuang Xiaoyun, as a villain who was jealous of his cousin's military exploits and deliberately made a stumbling block...

Ye Yazhi spends her entire life instilling Zhuang Xiaoyun's black spots and the ideas and thoughts of climbing up by any means...

On the other hand, Zhuang Han's temperament is very similar to hers, narrow-minded, jealous, unscrupulous in order to achieve his goals, and at the same time extremely good at forbearance.

Especially in the growth experience with the empress Ling Xuejian who was close to her childhood sweetheart, it gave birth to her incomparable ambition to ascend to the throne through Ling Xuejian...

But even knowing this, Zhuang Xiaojing never thought of interfering.

It's not that he doesn't want to interfere, it's that Zhuang Han didn't give him this chance at all——

Ever since Ye Yazhi passed away with regret, Zhuang Han has never been with him for a moment...

As for Zhuang Han's courtyard, he has never stepped into it.

The only time he stepped in, it also caused Zhuang Han to run away from home all these years.

After a long silence, Zhuang Xiaojing slowly straightened up.

Turning around, he stared seriously at his only son for the first time.

In Zhuang Han's eyes, madness and sadness mixed together, converging into a river.In the depths of the river, there was still a faint sense of powerlessness.

"Snapped!"

Without warning, Zhuang Xiaojing suddenly raised her hand and slapped herself!

His slap was extremely heavy, and his left cheek swelled rapidly, almost visible to the naked eye, and a few strands of blood ooze from the corner of his mouth immediately.

"Come up!"

Turning around again, Zhuang Xiaojing slapped the back and whispered to Zhuang Han:
"Your father and I have spent half our lives on family and fame, but neglected you two, this is my fault.

Your mother wants to be admired by thousands of people, and you want that chair.

Your mother's wish was not fulfilled...

But since you want that chair, Dad will fight for you at the worst! "

"If it doesn't last forever, then it will be a bad smell forever!"

After Zhuang Han heard this, his body, which had not moved for a long time, finally moved.

Slowly leaning down, sticking to Zhuang Xiaojing's thin and old back, Zhuang Han whispered quietly:
"father……"

……

"How? Finished dealing with Zhuang Han?"

Seeing Ye Cheng enter the hall, Ling Xuejian immediately waved to him.

Ye Cheng was stunned for a moment, but immediately realized and nodded.

With the height of the dragon chair in the hall, no movement of anyone in the seat escaped her sight.

"I wanted to call you to discuss it after I dismissed the meeting, but after thinking about it, I still feel that this matter is a bit mysterious... So, can you help me make an idea?"

Ling Xuejian probably didn't realize it either, but she had unknowingly regarded Ye Cheng as her think tank and backbone.

Hearing Ling Xuejian's tangled tone, Ye Cheng immediately became interested.

"What makes you feel mysterious?"

Ling Xuejian subconsciously glanced at Qin Yu below.

But he found that Qin Yu had gathered together with several ministers at some point, and they were exchanging cups and cups.

Pursing her lips, Ling Xuejian slightly raised her chin towards Qin Yu:

"Qin Yu told me just now that Prime Minister Qin wanted to borrow his illness to beg for his bones to return home..."