In an instant, Ning Zheng's heart was in turmoil and he couldn't calm down at all.
His whole heart trembled slightly, and even his whole body was trembling, and then he felt a burst of heat.
This was probably the moment he had dreamed of.
From the moment he was born, he had never received any love except for the eunuch who had taken care of him as he grew up.
His father hated him, and his mother, Su Fei, did not say anything.
He had fantasized countless times about having a mother who loved him.
For a long time, his aunt, Su Peipei, was a mother in his heart.
Because his aunt saved him, otherwise he would have drowned as soon as he was born.
But he had never seen Su Peipei since he was a child, let alone spent time with her, so he could not imagine Su Peipei's role as a mother.
When he was a little older, about six or seven years old, there was a celebration in the palace, and he did not know the immensity of heaven and earth and attended it.
As a result, he was given an unprecedented cold reception.
His father, the Empress Dowager, his biological mother, Su Fei, and his brothers acted as if he did not exist at all.
They did not even prepare a seat for him, and they looked at him with extreme disgust and disgust.
How could a child of six or seven years old suffer such a cold reception? At that time, Ning Zheng was extremely sad. He completely felt the malice of the whole world towards him, and felt that the whole world was extremely cold, without any warmth.
It was also at that time that Bian Fei waved to him and said, "Child, come to me."
Then the eunuch added a seat next to Bian Fei.
At that time, Ning Zheng's heart was extremely warm, as if his whole heart had been saved in an instant.
At that time, he thought that it would be good if Mother Bian was his mother.
He had thought about this for a long time.
However …
From that day on, he never had contact with Bian Fei again.
And he never went to the annual celebration in the palace again.
As he gradually grew up, Ning Zheng knew in his heart.
Bian Fei did not really like him. At that time, she was kind and could not bear to see a child of six or seven years old receive such a cold reception.
In fact, Bian Fei had almost forgotten about it.
But Bian Fei's gentle call was forever engraved in the depths of Ning Zheng's heart.
And at this time.
Finally, his dream came true. This gentle and virtuous woman agreed to be his mother.
Ning Zheng felt that he was enveloped in happiness.
His heart was about to jump out, and he could not wait to agree immediately.
Seeing the excited Ning Zheng blushing, Consort Bian said gently, "Child, what are you waiting for?"
What he meant was that he should hurry up and acknowledge his mother.
Ning Zheng's heart was still burning, but his mind was gradually clearing up.
He did not acknowledge his mother.
Concubine Bian was stunned, "What, you don't want to? Are you blaming me for being indifferent when you begged me to save Shenlang? "
Ning Zheng shook his head and said, "No, no."
He really didn't think that way. He was very clear in his heart.
In this world, no one owes you anything. If someone is willing to help you, it's a favor. If they aren't willing to help you, it's their duty.
What was wrong with Concubine Bian not wanting the harem to interfere in politics?
Moreover, Shen Lang did not have any kindness to Bian Fei at that time. What was wrong with her not wanting to help?
Bian Fei said, "Then why are you not willing?"
Ning Zheng immediately said nervously, "I … I … I …"
He stuttered when he was nervous.
Consort Bian said softly, "Don't rush, speak slowly."
Ning Zheng took a deep breath, took out a stone from his pocket and put it in his mouth.
Trying to calm himself down, Ning Zheng slowly said word by word, "Mother Bian, if it was before, I would have dreamed of having a mother like you."
Consort Bian said, "Then why not now?"
Ning Zheng said, "Because … I plan to fight for the throne."
As soon as this was said, Consort Bian was shocked.
She really didn't know about this, because the Monarch had never told her about it.
How could Ning Yuanxian say it? Because in his opinion, it was more like a dream talk. If he said it, he would be laughed at.
And before he could say it, Consort Bian had already met with an accident.
Consort Bian looked at Ning Zheng in disbelief.
Did this child have such great ambition? She couldn't tell at all.
And how could he fight for the throne like this?
His Majesty didn't like him at all, and his personal image was so bad. The key was that he stuttered and had no power behind him. How could he fight for the throne? Was the fight for the throne a child's play?
Consort Bian's face became serious and said, "Ning Zheng, tell me, why do you want to fight for the throne?"
Ning Zheng thought for a while and said, "To protect the people I want to protect. If I don't fight for the throne, no matter whether my eldest brother or third brother ascends to the throne, they will not let go of Shenlang and the Kim family."
As soon as this was said, Consort Bian's heart suddenly became soft.
He was a good child, but it was too childish.
Consort Bian asked, "Is it because Shenlang asked you to fight for the throne that you want to fight for the throne?"
Ning Zheng thought for a while and said, "Yes and no."
Consort Bian said, "Tell me slowly."
Ning Zheng held the stone in his mouth, so that every word he said was very difficult, but it was not easy for him to stutter.
"I have never thought about fighting for the throne before, not even in my dreams."
"But after talking with Shenlang, I think I can give it a try."
Consort Bian still felt it was ridiculous, but she still asked, "Since you have decided to fight for the throne, don't you need more support? Why do you refuse to recognize me as your mother? "
Ning Zheng said, "If I don't fight for the throne, then recognizing you as my mother is a private matter. If I want to fight for the throne, then recognizing you as my mother is a national matter. I can't ignore the public for personal reasons. "
Consort Bian said, "Don't you want to get my support?"
Ning Zheng said, "Of course I want to, but I haven't shown any talent now. It's too opportunistic to ask you to support me just because I transfused blood to Mother Bian. I am eager to get the support of the Bian family, but that is because Bian sees my ability and potential, and sees that I am a qualified heir, so they support me. It's not just me transfusing blood to Mother Bian. If I recognize you as my mother, it is tantamount to forcibly pulling Bian onto my chariot and letting Bian bear the responsibility that she should not bear. This is not right. "
Consort Bian was stunned.
She looked at Ning Zheng carefully for a long time.
She had to admit that the reason why she wanted to recognize Ning Zheng as her mother was first because he saved her life, second because he was pitiful, and third because he was kind.
But she didn't expect that this child would be so responsible.
Most people in this world will be blinded by greed.
Who can resist such a great temptation in front of them?
And Ning Zheng suppressed his desires in the face of such great benefits. Instead, he chose to be calm and make a choice.
Of course, he looked somewhat childish, but he was really virtuous and strong-willed.
Shen Lang was very, very smart, but also very arrogant. Perhaps his judgment of people was not bad.
Since he was able to choose Ning Zheng, it proved that Ning Zheng definitely had something outstanding about him.
But Consort Bian also calmed down.
Just as Ning Zheng said, if he didn't choose to fight for the throne, then Consort Bian would have no problem adopting him as her son.
At most, she would protect Ning Zheng from being bullied and get the treatment he deserved.
But if Ning Zheng decided to fight for the throne, then she couldn't randomly recognize a son.
That would send a wrong signal to the world and make people think that the Bian family supported Ning Zheng in the fight for the throne.
The consequences were very serious.
At least until now, the Bian family didn't take sides in the fight for the throne.
And Consort Bian was not qualified to represent the Bian family in supporting any side in the fight for the throne. The harem was not allowed to interfere in politics. She really wouldn't interfere in any government affairs.
There was only one person who could make decisions on behalf of the Bian family, and that was his elder brother, Bian Xiao.
After looking at Ning Zheng for a long time, Consort Bian said, "Zheng 'er, you are not only a good boy, but you also make me look at you in a different light. You are very responsible and have good moral character, which makes me very happy."
Ning Zheng lowered his head and said nothing.
Consort Bian said, "But as you said, since you have decided to fight for the throne, then I can't express my position. But … "
She paused a little.
"But I like you even more."
Ning Zheng bowed and said, "Thank you, Consort Bian."
Consort Bian said, "Well, you can go now."
… …
Hearing Consort Bian's retelling, the Monarch was a little shocked.
Ning Zheng actually refused. How could he be so responsible?
As an emperor, of course, he had to be greedy.
But he also had to learn to refuse temptation.
Because the temptation of benefits was likely to be a trap.
"Did Shen Lang teach him to say that?" Ning Yuanxian asked.
Consort Bian said, "Impossible!"
The Monarch soon realized that it was indeed impossible.
That night, when Shen Lang and Ning Zheng met, three people were monitoring and recording.
Since then, Shen Lang had never met Ning Zheng again, so how could he have a chance to teach him?
Consort Bian said softly, "The harem is not allowed to interfere in politics, and I will never participate in the fight for the throne. But if anyone dares to bully Zheng 'er, I will not agree. "
…
After leaving the palace, Ning Zheng returned to the prison of the Imperial Clan Temple again.
But the next day, the Monarch summoned him.
This was probably the first time that the Monarch had summoned him officially.
Ning Yuanxian said, "Ning Zheng, what do you think about killing those officials of the Supreme Judiciary?"
Ning Zheng said, "If a prince breaks the law, he will be punished the same as a commoner."
Hearing this, Ning Yuanxian immediately frowned.
He disliked this kind of righteous words the most. Who didn't know how to shout empty words?
Instantly, Ning Yuanxian sneered and said, "In that case, should I behead you?"
Ning Zheng said, "But I killed the officials of the Supreme Judiciary to save people."
The Monarch said, "What do you mean?"
Ning Zheng said, "At that time, the officials of the Supreme Judiciary went to kidnap two little girls from the Yu Family. Bing 'er, the concubine of Shen Lang, was not willing to let them go, so she blocked the two girls behind her. The officials of the Supreme Judiciary intended to attack the child in her belly. In order to protect themselves and the fetus, it was justified to kill them. At most, it was excessive self-defense. "
The Monarch said, "Did you kill them, or Shen Lang's concubine?"
Ning Zheng hesitated for a while and said, "I killed them."
Ning Yuanxian looked at his son for a long time, and then nodded and said, "I see. Come and take Ning Zheng back to the prison of the Imperial Clan Temple. Tell the Imperial Clan Temple and the Supreme Judiciary to jointly investigate this case. "
… …
The next day, the Supreme Judiciary and the Imperial Clan Temple officially tried the murder case of the Fifth Prince Ning Zheng.
After six hours of trial, the truth was revealed.
The officials of the Supreme Judiciary intended to kill the child in the belly of Shen Lang's concubine. Ning Zheng killed them to save people. Although it was pardonable, his means were too violent, so he was sentenced to 30 lashes!
Then, the Fifth Prince Ning Zheng was publicly executed. He was whipped 30 times.
His skin and flesh were torn open, and he was dripping with blood. When he was carried home, he had already fainted!
…
Three days later!
The Monarch decreed that Ning Zheng was conferred the title of Marquis of Changping. He was allowed to open a government office and recruit a thousand private soldiers.
He also conferred the title of the former Marquis of Zhenyuan's Mansion in the capital to Ning Zheng.
After receiving this decree, Ning Zheng sobbed uncontrollably.
It was not easy. It had been three years since he came of age. His other brothers had been conferred the title of Duke or Marquis. Now it was finally his turn.
Compared to his other brothers, his title of Duke was still one level lower.
But he was already satisfied.
Of course, this decree did not cause too much shock.
Because everyone thought it was a reward from the Monarch for Ning Zheng's blood transfusion for Concubine Bian. He was still the least favored son, and even hated by the Monarch.
Moreover, the Monarch had conferred the Marquis of Zhenyuan's Mansion to Ning Zheng, but half of the mansion had been burned down.
Without choosing an auspicious day, Ning Zheng directly moved into the new Marquis of Changping's Mansion the next day.
Although the Marquis of Zhenyuan's Mansion had been burned down, the remaining half was still very large. It was more than three hundred acres, many times larger than Ning Zheng's original mansion.
When moving, only one family came to congratulate them. It was Zhang Chong's son, Zhang Xun.
Concubine Bian sent a large number of gifts and furniture.
Ning Zheng's entire family, including Shen Lang's entire family, only added up to a mere hundred people.
It was extremely spacious!
Shen Lang officially resigned from the Monarch as the Lord of Zhenyuan City and became the Chief Clerk of the Marquis of Changping's Mansion.
This time, some people were finally a little stunned.
What did this mean?
Shen Lang was actually completely tied to Ning Zheng?
At this point, the first step of Shen Lang's plan to support the Fifth Prince Ning Zheng, the opening of a government office and building a government office, was completed.
… …
But at this time, the Marquis of Changping's Mansion was an empty shell.
It needed to build a structure of civil officials and a structure of military generals. Most importantly, it needed to recruit a thousand private soldiers.
To put it bluntly, Ning Zheng's Marquis's Mansion needed to recruit three registrars, one thousand households, and ten hundred households.
Generally speaking, this was what the Monarch was equipped with.
But the Monarch did not give Ning Yuanxian a single soldier, nor did he give any officials.
Everything had to be done by Ning Zheng and Shen Lang themselves.
So, Shen Lang personally went to the Martial Arts Academy and the Imperial College to recruit.
But nothing.
Then, he went to the Xuanwu Avenue to recruit.
Still nothing.
For three whole days, no one was willing to join Ning Zheng's Marquis of Changping's Mansion.
There were people who would do such a thing.
But Ning Zheng's place was more than a cold stove, it was simply an ice hole.
Not to mention charcoal, even kerosene could not be burned here.
Whoever jumped into this pit was guaranteed to have no future.
You, Shen Lang, are the son-in-law of the Xuanwu Marquis's Mansion and do not lack wealth, but we can't.
Talented people have long gone to the Crown Prince or the Third Prince.
Come to the Fifth Prince's Mansion, do you want to sit on a cold bench until you die?
Eight whole days.
Shen Lang still did not succeed in recruiting a single person.
Because he had requirements.
The Fifth Prince's Marquis's Mansion recruited three registrars. They needed to be a High Scholar or the equivalent of a High Scholar, such as a Imperial College student.
And the thousand households recruited needed to be a High Scholar, and the ten hundred households needed to be a High Scholar.
Who would be willing to come with a High Scholar?
Not to mention a High Scholar, even a High Scholar wouldn't be willing to come!
But Shen Lang became famous.
Because he set up a stall every day to recruit people.
On the ninth day!
As for Shen Lang, he gave everyone a huge fright.
Because he opened a banner.
"Recruiting Dragon Followers!"
"Recruiting Hidden Officials!"
Not only did he write big words, but he also made the Big Fool shout these two sentences.
Everyone in the capital was struck by lightning.
You, Shen Lang, are ignorant and incompetent. Do you know what it means to be a High Scholar? Do you know what it means to be a hidden official?
Only the residence of the Crown Prince could be called a hidden official.
Of course, this was not correct.
To be precise, only the residence of the Emperor before he ascended to the throne could be called a hidden official, because the Crown Prince might not be able to become the Emperor.
On this day, Shen Lang openly recruited people at the Imperial College.
But a supervisor sneered, "Shen Lang, do you know what a hidden official is? Is the Fifth Prince planning to fight for the throne? "
Shen Lang immediately smiled and said, "Eh? How did you know? Our Fifth Prince is planning to fight for the throne! "
Hearing this, the supervisor was so scared that he peed his pants, and then he burst into laughter.
Then, a group of Imperial College students swarmed out and surrounded Shen Lang, "Shen Lang, the Fifth Prince really wants to fight for the throne?"
Shen Lang, "Yes, the Fifth Prince really wants to fight for the throne."
Then, everyone burst into laughter and looked at Shen Lang as if he was an idiot.
Not only the Imperial College students, but even the teachers laughed until their stomachs hurt.
It was really too funny.
Ning Zheng wanted to fight for the throne?
The short, fat, ugly, and stuttering Ning Zheng, the Ning Zheng that the Monarch hated the most, the Ning Zheng who had no foundation, actually wanted to fight for the throne?
What a huge joke.
This could not be described as a toad wanting to eat swan meat.
If the throne was said to be swan meat, then Ning Zheng was not even comparable to a toad.
"Shen Lang, what does the Fifth Prince rely on to fight for the throne? Is it because of you, Shen Lang? "someone asked.
Shen Lang said seriously, "Yes, it's because of me."
Immediately, there was another burst of laughter.
"Shen Lang, you've lost your mind!"
"Shen Lang, was it you who successfully went to the Qiang Kingdom? Was it you who successfully eliminated the Su Clan's main force? "
"Are you, Shen Lang, crazy? Or a fool? "
Even if the world was destroyed and the State of Yue was destroyed, Ning Zheng could not fight for the throne.
All of a sudden.
Shen Lang and the Fifth Prince Ning Zheng became the laughing stock of the entire country.
More and more people were making fun of Shen Lang and Ning Zheng.
In this kind of mockery and ridicule, Shen Lang's previous halo faded day by day.
Over time, almost everyone forgot about the miracle he had created, forgot that he had gone to the Qiang Kingdom, and forgot that he had eliminated the Su Clan's main force.
This world judged heroes based on success and failure.
No matter how successful you had been, as long as you failed, you would become an idiot.
For example, Shi Yuzhu after his first bankruptcy, or Mou Qizhong, who had created a miracle and became the richest man in the country but ended up in prison.
And now, Shen Lang had become this Big Fool.
He had become a frog in a well, a toad wanting to eat swan meat.
After seeing enough of his joke, the Imperial College chased him out and forbade him from going in to recruit talents.
Then, the Imperial College also put up a sign.
They did not allow Shen Lang to enter.
Finally, a few martial arts schools in the country also put up signs, forbidding Shen Lang to enter.
And the Imperial College said that they did not recognize Shen Lang as a student.
There was no other way. Shen Lang was on Xuanwu Avenue, Vermilion Bird Avenue, and he even started to recruit talents on the bustling streets.
"Recruiting officials who follow the emperor, recruiting officials who hide in the mansion."
"Recruiting three registrars, minimum requirement is a provincial official."
"Recruiting one Qianhu, minimum requirement is a provincial official."
"Recruiting three baihu, minimum requirement is a provincial official."
Shen Lang came out every day to set up his stall, and the Big Fool followed him every day.
Others might feel embarrassed, but the Big Fool did not. He thought it was quite fun.
Shen Lang became famous!
Very famous.
Of course, his popularity was similar to Sister Feng and Sister Furong's.
He was laughed at by countless people.
He became famous because he made a fool of himself.
His reputation seemed to have grown wings, flying out of the capital, to the whole State of Yue, and finally to the whole Eastern world.
Soon, people in the surrounding countries knew that a strange person, Shen Lang, had appeared in the State of Yue. He wanted to fight for the throne for Ning Zheng, and set up a stall every day to recruit talents.
So some people asked.
"Which Shen Lang? It can't be Shen Lang, right? "
"Yes, that Shen Lang?"
"How is that possible? He must be crazy! "
"Isn't that right? He must be crazy! "
… …
More than 20 days passed.
Shen Lang still did not recruit a single talent, and the Fifth Prince's Marquis Mansion was still an empty shell.
Not even a ghost was willing to join Ning Zheng.
To be honest, if Ning Zheng was just recruiting people normally, there might be a few High Scholars who were doing extremely poorly who would come to join him and do nothing.
But Shen Lang said that he wanted to fight for the throne.
This scared people to the point of peeing.
This time, they would not have anything to do, and they might even lose their lives.
You may talk about fighting for the throne, but when the Crown Prince or the Third Prince ascends to the throne, they will kill you. When that time comes, everyone who follows Ning Zheng will die.
And the funniest thing was, who would say that he wanted to fight for the throne?
Wasn't the Third Prince Ning Qi awesome?
With the support of the Xue and Zhong families, he could already compete with the Crown Prince. However, he did not dare to openly say that he wanted to fight for the throne, and only dared to say that he wanted to share his father's burden.
You, Shen Lang, are so awesome?
The Fifth Prince Ning Zheng did not even have a single subordinate, and he dared to say that he wanted to fight for the throne?
Did he know how to write ugly?
Did he know how to write stupid?
Every day, when Shen Lang set up a stall on the street to recruit talents, there was a sea of people around.
They were all rogues who came to watch the show.
"Shen Lang, when will the Fifth Prince fight for the throne?"
Shen Lang replied, "Today, today!"
"Shen Lang, when will the Fifth Prince become a Young Prince?"
Shen Lang replied, "Tomorrow, tomorrow!"
Immediately, the crowd roared with laughter, looking at Shen Lang as if he was a clown.
… …..
Inside the palace!
The Monarch was about to explode in anger.
Do you have no shame?
Do you have any dignity?
You, Shen Lang, are not afraid of losing face, Ning Zheng is not afraid of losing face, but I am afraid of losing face.
And you keep saying that you want to fight for the throne, are you looking for death?
Can you shout the words' fight for the throne '?
You can do it, but you can't say it.
You, on the other hand, shout it so that the whole world knows. Are you afraid that the whole world does not know that there is a fight for the throne in the State of Yue?
There were many times that the Monarch wanted to send people to smash Shen Lang's stall, and then drag Shen Lang into the palace and beat him with dozens of boards.
But … he still endured it.
Because he owed Shen Lang two favors.
The first favor, Shen Lang destroyed the main force of the Su Clan's rebel army.
The second favor, Shen Lang saved Bian Fei's life.
Therefore, Ning Yuanxian could only turn a blind eye to it.
However, this would also hurt his reputation. Now, people from several countries around him were laughing at Ning Yuanxian.
Not only would Shen Lang become a laughing stock, but Ning Yuanxian would also become a laughing stock.
Therefore, His Majesty really had a hard time tolerating it.
These days, the sentence that the Monarch said the most in his heart was: Fortunately, Shen Lang is not my son, or else I would really beat him to death.
All the bastards in the world are the same.
The more powerful you are, the more headaches you will cause.
The audience looked at Crayon Shin-chan and thought that he was very cute. But if a parent really had a son like Shin-chan, they would probably only want to stuff him back into their stomach and give birth to another one.
In the end, even the great eunuch Li Sun could not stand it anymore.
"Your Majesty, why don't I send people to smash Shen Lang's stall and drag him in?"
Li Sun was someone who liked Shen Lang very much, and even he could not stand it anymore.
This is too embarrassing!
Are you looking for talent or a fortune teller?
Setting up a stall?
Concubine Bian could not stand it anymore. She had never been involved in politics, but one day, she could not help but say something.
"Your Majesty, why don't you arrange all the servants for Zheng 'er? Let him build the framework of the Marquis' Mansion, so that Shen Lang will not embarrass himself outside every day? "
Look, even a gentle and virtuous person like Concubine Bian could not stand it.
Monarch Ning Yuanxian said, "If it were before, I could secretly arrange all the servants for Ning Zheng, but now I can't."
Now he really couldn't.
Shen Lang and Ning Zheng had almost become a laughing stock, and the Fifth Prince's Mansion had also become a fire pit.
Even if the Monarch issued an edict, it would be useless.
After these people went there, they would immediately claim that they were sick or even run away.
After they went there, they might even lose their lives, not to mention their futures.
In the end, the Monarch said something harsh.
"Let him be. Let him be."
"This little bastard, don't ever fall into my hands, or I will beat him to death."
Hearing this, Concubine Bian couldn't help but laugh.
The fate between His Majesty and Shen Lang was really interesting.
His Majesty had no patience at all, nor did he have a forgiving heart. Now he had to endure Shen Lang so hard that he was reduced to the point of saying harsh words.
… …
In the following time!
Shen Lang still set up a stall every day to recruit talents.
In the beginning, there was a sea of people around every day.
Later, there were fewer and fewer people.
Because people would also get tired of watching ugly dramas, and people would also get tired of seeing ugly people do more mischief.
Gradually, even the scoundrels and idlers were unwilling to pay attention to Shen Lang.
It was quite interesting to watch a fool for a few days, but it was boring to watch it every day.
Because of the wind and the sun every day, the two banners hung by Shen Lang were a little faded.
"Recruiting Dragon Followers, Recruiting Hidden Officials."
The Big Fool was still the best.
He had shouted this sentence tens of thousands of times, and he was still not tired of it.
How could he be tired of it? He was the future number one in the world.
He was someone who had been ambushed millions of times by two Great Grandmasters, and he was someone who had blocked millions of swords.
But the people of the capital were already tired of listening to it, and they were even obsessed and going crazy.
The Big Fool's voice was like thunder, and when he shouted, it could be heard within a radius of two miles.
"Recruiting Dragon Followers, Recruiting Hidden Officials."
Countless people in the capital had to listen to it countless times every day, and they were really about to get sick of it.
And this incomparably sacred sentence had also become the one that would be heard on the streets and alleys of the future.
Buying fridges, color TVs, washing machines at a high price!
Now, when Shen Lang took the Big Fool to recruit talents and shout.
The people around would even roar.
"Don't fucking shout, I'm sick of hearing it!"
"Don't fucking shout, I can't shit because of it."
"Don't fucking shout, I can't even get hard because of it."
A whole month had passed!
Shen Lang still hadn't recruited a single ghost.
He and Ning Zheng had completely fallen from clowns to clowns that no one cared about.
Ning Zheng's Marquis Changping's residence was still an empty shell. Apart from Shen Lang, there wasn't even a cat.
On the thirty-first day!
Suddenly, a person appeared in front of Shen Lang's stall.
"You're recruiting right?"
Shen Lang: "Yes!"
"Who are you recruiting?"
Shen Lang: "Future court officials, officials who follow the dragon."
The person said: "That's right. I originally didn't plan on leaving the mountain for the rest of my life, but seeing your sincerity, I came out. I already said that my price is very high."
Shen Lang: "What price?"
The person said: "Future Prime Minister."
Damn, this person was even better at bragging than Shen Lang.
… … …
It had been a month since Zhuo Zhaoyan's message.
Finally!
She contacted the Bitter Joy again, and they agreed to meet at the old place.
The Crown Prince's patience with the Bitter Joy had run out.
Zhuo Zhaoyan looked at the wine flask in her hand. It was poisonous wine.
If she drank it, she would die without a doubt.
Although she was unwilling, she still had to listen to the Crown Prince's orders.
The Bitter Joy was useful, but martial arts were rare.
But his natural sense of justice was too laughable.
And he was still just a bootlicker.
A figure flashed.
The peerless expert Bitter Joy appeared.
The 18-year-old martial arts champion who had become a legend had appeared once again.
Zhuo Zhaoyan smiled and poured a glass of wine, handing it over. "Brother, the weather is hot. Have a glass of wine to quench your thirst."
The Bitter Joy was still extremely infatuated, looking at Zhuo Zhaoyan passionately.
Then he took the wine from her hand and drank it in one gulp.
… …
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