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Chapter 214 Change one by one [1]

"Bao Murong family?"

Ye Ziluo frowned. He had always tried his best to destroy the Murong family. Now Murong Shang has killed Zi Yan again, which is considered as new and old hatreds.

He didn't want to protect the Murong family at all! He just wanted to get rid of it quickly!

If Ye Zhilan had not proposed the conditions this time, he would not have let go so easily... The Murong family could not keep it!

"The enemy's enemy is a friend. Whoever's mouth has entered the Murong family's meat, not the one who has entered. Besides, even without the Murong family, I like Murong Mingzhu very much. She is a rare strange woman. Luoer, what do you think of her?"

"She..." Ye Ziluo thought about it and said objectively: "He is a smart woman with a strong personality."

"In addition, she is also a business genius, with her vision and wrists that are not ordinary. When I asked Yan'er to marry her, I hoped to take it to myself... Now that Yan'er is dead, then you"

"Mother, you don't want me to marry me, right? She won't agree."

It is absolutely impossible to be able to give the position of the princess and want Murong Mingzhu to marry. Murong Mingzhu's arrogance is rather than bent.

"When it is necessary, you have to agree if you don't agree. You can slow down this matter. You can go to Lanque first." The eyes fell on the snack box, and Concubine Feng chuckled slightly, "That's an old fox, be careful..."

Ye Ziluo lowered his head, "Yes."

Just as Ye Ziluo and Concubine Feng were discussing the matter, Ye Jinghao was almost grinding the gold bricks of Zichen Palace. No matter how emperorly he had in front of outsiders, he was just a little boy when he closed the door, especially Ye Zhilan. After Ye Jinghao walked back and forth several times, he looked at the hem of his clothes and was about to shine the gold bricks, and finally frowned, "This must be a conspiracy!



"Hmm?" Ye Zhilan was a little interested and listened to him continue. "She is a princess, the emperor uncle, the princess, the eldest princess!" He was afraid that Ye Zhilan would not understand, Ye Jinghao deepened his tone, "She would not marry Shen Guo and want to marry Biyue, and if the royal family would marry civilians, it was not normal! Which princess would choose like this? Isn't this... reduced her status? And she was reduced to the end?

Not a little or two."

"Why didn't there?" Ye Zhilan said lightly, "If I could choose back then... many princesses would rather get rid of the title and marry a civilian, than pass by and die in a foreign land, and there is not even a place to bury bones."

"..." Ye Jinghao suddenly realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing. Princess Jin'an, by seniority, should be his aunt, and his mother was also Princess Jin'an's maid... I have known since I was a child why the emperor's uncle favored him more, and also knew that Princess Jin'an was the thorn in the emperor's uncle's heart that could not be touched. I didn't think so much today, just

Said...

A little regretful, Ye Jinghao looked at Ye Zhilan's calm face, walked over, and whispered: "I won't do that... The emperor's uncle exchanged his life for everything now. Hao'er would not sacrifice the princess for peace with his father, the emperor and ancestor. The princess of Biyue will never marry like Shen Guo."

Ye Zhilan touched Ye Jinghao's head, and there was a hint of relief in his indifferent eyes.

What he paid for Biyue was more than life...

Sometimes, life is the lightest compared to other things.

"Uncle," Ye Jinghao asked, "What exactly does Xiao Yue want to do?"

"No matter what she wants to do, His Majesty only needs to know one thing."

"What's up?"

"Get and ask."

"I'll ask for it... But even if I want to satisfy her, it's hard for her to make such a request," Ye Jinghao looked at Ye Zhilan a little pitifully, "Uncle, do you think she just made things difficult for me on purpose, but in fact she doesn't want to marry at all?"

Otherwise, there would be a conspiracy, and no normal person would do this anyway.

"Her requirements are indeed a bit tricky, but they are not incapable of meeting them." Ye Zhilan didn't treat it as a problem.

Ye Jinghao's eyes lit up and he couldn't wait to ask: "Is there anyone who chooses the emperor?"

I know that the emperor has the best way!

Having said that, if his uncle is so good and so good, Xiao Yue doesn't consider it, it will definitely be Xiao Yue's loss.

He has no brainstorm for 10,000 years!

Ye Zhilan smiled slightly, opened his thin lips lightly, "It's far away in the sky, and it's near in front of you."

"Huh?" Ye Jinghao blinked, then blinked again.

...

Ye Ziluo left the palace and went straight to Lan's house.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse. He suddenly arrives at the Prime Minister's Mansion, but Lan Que is already waiting for the big carriage.

After seeing Ye Ziluo, Lan Que smiled and said, "Does the Prime Minister's Mansion have some tribute tea given by His Majesty this year? Should Your Highness try it?"

"Then I'll have a hard time," Ye Ziluo refused and put the box of snacks on the table. "This is the snack that my mother personally packed, and let me bring it to the old prime minister."

Lan Que immediately said: "The Empress of the Concubine has ruined the old man. Since it was given by the Empress of the Concubine, I will accept it. Thank you Your Highness, thank you for the Empress of the Concubine."

"You have to be polite," Ye Ziluo smiled. "The old prime minister is a veteran of three dynasties. He is loyal to the country. He works very hard. Both the mother and I respect the old prime minister very much. The mother has always kept this king close to him than the old prime minister, but they are all assisting in the court. If they are too close, they will inevitably be criticized."

This so-called "criticized" implies that it is clear who has already understood.

Lan Que smiled, "What the prince said is that the old minister, the prince and the king of Yong are both ministers of government affairs, and it is their duty to devote themselves to Biyue. I dare not say whether it is hard or not. If the late emperor handed over His Majesty to us, we will naturally do our best."

After a few words, he blocked the little thorn in Ye Ziluo's words, Lan Que said again: "If it were said that, His Highness Yong had paid a lot. If His Highness Yong had not gone to war at a young age, how could he have peace now?"

Ye Ziluopi smiled but didn't smile, "What the old prime minister said is that the emperor's contribution will be recorded in history in the future and will be passed down through the ages. Speaking of which, although I am a junior, I admire the emperor's uncle. Unfortunately, the princess of the Shen Kingdom has poor vision. I originally thought that the princess would marry the emperor's uncle."

Finally putting the topic on this, Ye Ziluo added, "I didn't expect that the princess is such a person. Since Your Majesty handed over this matter to Fengge, it would be like handed over to the old prime minister. I wonder what the old prime minister thinks?"

Lan Que smiled, "The old minister did not expect the princess to make such a request. However, since Your Majesty said that he would hand it over to Fengge, Fengge would do his best to select suitable young talents for the princess."

"Suitable? Could it be that the old prime minister has a choice in his mind?"

"That's not. If the old minister thinks about it, he also asks Fengge colleagues to think about it. It's not too difficult to choose such a person. There is no suitable one at the moment, and it's only for the time being. The old minister will do his best."

"The old prime minister has no choice, but I have one in my heart."

Knowing that Lanque is first-class in playing haha, Ye Ziluo showed his trump card directly, "Your Changsun Lanqingruo is very suitable."

"Oh?" Lan Que was calm and stroked his beard. "Speaking of all years ago, I also met Mr. Lan once. Was Mr. Lan fifteen or fourteen? He is really a young talent. Until now, I have never forgotten his style. Although I have never seen him again in recent years, Mr. Lan's reputation has spread all over the moon. The first one is to be the first.

I am definitely not a fame, but now I am a role model for all students in the world."

Lan Que chuckled and shook his head and said, "Qingruo's child is not worthy of the princess. All the most talented men are false reputations. With talent and virtue, and family, they cannot match the princess." This rejection was as expected by Ye Ziluo. Ye Ziluo said slowly: "Young Master Lan is the eldest son and grandson of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and your grandson of the old prime minister. The Lan family is the aristocratic family of Biyue. If anyone in Biyue is not a royal family, it is only the Lan family. In addition, Lan Gong

The appearance and demeanor of the son are hard to find in the world. Coincidentally, he is also very suitable for his age. Mr. Lan has not married yet. This is God's will." "The prince was joking. How could Qing marry Princess Shen? What kind of appearance, family character and demeanor? Qingru is not worthy of everything. The prince respects him too highly. The old minister's grandson, Laochen, is aware of the child in his heart. The old minister's grandson, is the grandson of the old minister. This time, His Majesty handed over the princess' marriage to the old minister. Of course, the Lan family should avoid suspicion. If Qingruo married the princess, it would be said that the old minister had a backup plan. The Lan family assisted Biyue for generations and never dared to speak out. When he arrived at the old minister, he was already a dying person. He must not be in danger of being protected until the end of his later years. The prince should not make things difficult for the old minister.

Now.”

These words are reasonable and well-founded, and they cannot find any faults.

Ye Ziluo wanted to say it again, but Kelanque had a way to avoid it. The name of the old fox was not in vain.

No matter how much Ren Ye Ziluo said, it was useless, Lan Que just didn't answer.

Speaking of Taoist practice, Lanque is naturally taller, wearing silly openly and regressing secretly, making Ye Ziluo speechless.

In recent years, Ye Ziluo and Ye Zhilan have fought against each other, and Lan Que has never been involved in it, so Ye Ziluo didn't notice him much. Now, it was no accident that Lan Que could become the senior minister of the three dynasties, and his ability was really great.

In the end, he naturally returned in vain.

But at the same time, Murong Mingzhu sat in front of the dressing table, took off the bead hairpin from her bun, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and her name blurted out, "...Lan Qingruo!"

She kept thinking about who could be satisfied with Xiao Yue's third marriage, but she just couldn't remember it. Who knew that the best candidate would appear now.

As soon as Lan Qingruo said the words "Three Words" were heard, he heard a chuckle, and then Ye Zhilan's voice came out, "It turns out that you will also say the names of other men..."

"Prince." Lu'e saw Ye Zhilan coming and immediately saluted.

Murong Mingzhu saw Ye Zhilan in the mirror and glanced blankly. She didn't know which rat hole this guy ran out of.
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