The snow in the prince's mansion was getting thicker and thicker, the chill in the study became thicker and thicker, and the formation seemed to have lost its function.

I don’t know how long it took, Prince Jing Xin spoke again, his voice a little cold, and said, “I really don’t know what to do to satisfy my father.”

Taifu Liang said: "Just like now, it is best to do nothing."

Jing Xin glanced at him, but he stopped talking.

He understood the meaning of the Taifu. If he did nothing, he would naturally not do anything wrong, so his father would have no reason to expel him from Chaoge City.

With the support of the Zhongzhou Sect and Yi Maozhai, it is naturally equivalent to the support of civil and military officials in the court. No matter how powerful the father is, he still needs to rely on all officials to govern the country. He always needs to consider their attitude and even more about the discussions of the world.

But now after receiving this letter from Bu Lao Lin, can I still do this?

Grand Tutor Liang said: "This matter cannot be concealed. Your Highness personally wrote a letter to write down all the details of the matter clearly. Then please send a letter to the immortal master Yunmeng Mountain."

A hint of determination appeared in Jing Xin's eyes and said, "That's it, but this letter must be delivered to Bai Zhenren in person."

Taifu Liang said: "There is also that this matter must not be known to Zhaili."

Jing Xin stood up and bowed to Grand Tutor Liang, saying, "I can only trouble you here."

Mr. Liang said: "I will communicate with Mr. Bu in private."

He studied in a Maozhai for many years and had the same friendship with the current zhai master Bu Qiuxiao, but he had no confidence to convince the other party.

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In the blink of an eye, two years have passed, and Chaoge City ushered in another spring.

The fat shopkeeper appeared in the prince's mansion again and seemed to have become fatter. I don't know how a person like him can be more open-minded.

This time he directly gave Bu Lao Lin's conditions: "Please help us send someone to Bu Lao Lin."

Hearing this sentence, Taifu Liang's eyes became a little cold and he said, "You tried to enter Taichang Temple, which made the righteous sect angry, and the Yuntai destroyed it. Do you think I might agree to your request?"

"This is not the time, and if the Taifu is not at ease, he can use the ban."

The fat man smiled and said, "We just wanted to send a letter to someone inside, and we wouldn't do anything else."

Grand Tutor Liang was silent for a moment and asked, "That's all?"

The fat man said, "That's all."

Taifu Liang looked at his eyes and said, "You should be very clear about the outcome of the sender."

The fat man said, "The sender himself knows very well."

Grand Tutor Liang said: "You are also a sender, so are you ready to die?"

The fat man was fearless and said with a smile: "You can write a letter paper when you turn it over, but you may not have to tear it off on the spot."

Grand Tutor Liang also laughed and said, "What's the point of wasting some letter paper in such a big deal? When you go back, you will definitely end up being torn off."

The fat man thought for a while and said, "Maybe that's the case."

Taifu Liang took a step forward, got closer to him, and said, "Are you willing?"

"Twenty years ago, I was seriously ill and had no medicine to cure. I couldn't find Yunmeng. Moqiu was far away and I saw that I was going to die. I only survived by chance after I gave the elixir from the superiors."

The fat man said: "I have lived well with my family over the years. Even if I die now, I will make a profit. How can I not give up?"

Taifu Liang said: "I can make you live better."

“I’m best at being a dog-legged.”

The ancestor smiled and patted his shoulder, turned around and left.
Chapter completed!