Luo Fanchen, who was about to leave, couldn't move his feet when he heard the new prime minister's words. His eyes were shining and he looked at Xuanyuan Bei: "Is this poison under the son-in-law? Who is this son-in-law?"

Luo Fanchen is most interested in poison and medicine in this life, and is crazy. If he can find this poisonous person, he must compete with him.

"Just speculation, before the Prime Minister had an accident, he was in the imperial study room, where only His Majesty, His Royal Highness, and the new prince-consort were present." Xuanyuan Beidao: "These three are all suspected."

Let’s talk about Emperor Yuan, he is the supreme, and there are many things in the palace that are harmful to things and harmful to others. It would be reasonable to say that he poisoned the prime minister invisibly. Princess Jinhua could vent her anger for her husband. That person is famous for being a spoiled and it is reasonable to bully others by virtue of his power.

As for Qin Feng, he was even more suspicious. The prime minister and father and daughter attacked Yu Chunlou, and he had never asked him about this matter. If he had known that the father and daughter were acting like this, he would have stopped him no matter what.

The prince consort and the prime minister and his daughter have an open grudge, and he is even a doctor. It would be reasonable to say that he poisoned him.

The Prime Minister is extremely depressed now. Among these three, the first two cannot afford to offend them. Only the persimmon is soft. It is hard to say whether what he said is true. Xuanyuan Bei's mind is still clear and he bowed and said, "The Prime Minister has not recovered yet. He still needs to rest. Do not get angry."

Tang Xiang felt depressed. At this time, a mouthful of blood seemed to be stuck in his throat, unable to spit it out, swallow it, and even unable to speak.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Bei threw a look at Luo Fanchen. Luo Fanchen muttered: "For the sake of your medical treatment, I will stay for a few more days, but I will say ugly things ahead. Be kind to me, otherwise I will leave at any time!"

Mrs. Tang heard it from the side and moved her mouth a few times. This time she finally realized that she didn't cause much trouble.

She also knew that if it weren't for this wandering doctor, it would be impossible for the Tang prime minister to go to court, and it would be even more impossible for him to keep the position of the left prime minister!

This was the case in the Tang Prime Minister's Mansion. When Bai Beitang and his son got off the court meeting, they did not immediately find a place to fill their stomachs like other officials. After greeting the officials in the Grand Tutor's camp, they got on the carriage and hurried back to the Bai Mansion.

As soon as he entered the mansion, Bai Beitang's face was pulled down, and there was a little helplessness in his eyes. Bai Lianzhou stood beside him and his hands were restrained.

When the wife of the Bai family saw her husband and son come back, she smiled and was about to ask about today's affairs, Bai Beitang waved his hand impatiently, "Woman, don't ask about the court affairs, go to the kitchen to prepare food for me and my two people to the study, Lianzhou, come with me."

Mrs. Bai quickly lowered her head and left, walked a long distance and looked back at the backs of the father and son who walked into the study, and complained: "What kind of temper."

Besides, Bai Beitang had just entered the study room, and he held his hands behind his back and kicked the desk. Seeing that a dragon-tail inkstone on it was about to sway to the ground, Bai Lianzhou quickly stepped forward to catch it and said, "Don't calm down, sir, Father."

The left prince who is here is lost, how can he calm down his anger?

The old teacher who was obviously bedridden suddenly went to court, which made many people excited, but for him, he was really mixed emotions!

Bai Lianzhou has always been a sensible person and can speak eloquently. At this time, he bowed and said, "I haven't congratulated my father on being promoted to the position of Deputy Prime Minister. Although he is Deputy Prime Minister, there is great potential, after all..."

His eyes rolled and he said, "From my son's opinion, the physical condition of the Prime Minister today is worrying. Your Majesty has appointed you as the deputy Prime Minister, so he should prepare for the future. After all, the Prime Minister of Tang has the ability to follow the dragon and wants to give him some face, but who knows what happens in the future?"

Bai Beitang looked at his son. A while ago, Bai Beitang was extremely disappointed because of his failure to select the prince consort.

It would be fine if he failed, but he lost a little ugly, but he was not as good as the sick man in the Taifu Mansion. However, what his incompetent son said today was smooth and he felt not so uncomfortable.

"Don't talk nonsense." Bai Beitang cheered up and said, "Father, I am the Prime Minister, and the Prime Minister has not recovered from illness. I will definitely be a good assistant to the Prime Minister, and I am obsessed with political affairs. Don't mention this in the future!"

Bai Lianzhou was defeated, but was not angry. The two of them were bleeding the same blood. How could he not know what his father was taboo?

"Yes, my father taught me the right lesson." Bai Lianzhou said: "My son will be careful in his words and actions in the future."

At this time, Song Luo, who was already known as the Prime Minister of Song, was teasing his brother with a frown, but sighing from time to time.

The starling was originally human and was taught to repeat the words of others, and said at the top of his voice: "Unfortunate, unlucky!"

With a snap, a stone hit the cage, scaring the starling brother to flap his wings wildly, and the hair fell off in the cage. Song Luo turned his head and saw that it was his old unmarried son. Song Qingming came over and said to the starling brother: "What are you learning a mess."

Song Luo sighed: "What are you angry with the bird?"

It has been a foregone conclusion that Song Qingming is going to become the Minister of Works. He just waited for the process to be completed. The father and son looked to have risen to the top recently.

The old man became the minister of the Shangshu, and the younger man was promoted to the Shangshu. Recently, the letters he handed to the Song Mansion were one after another, but neither the father nor the son was at all happy. Song Qingming was a little better. At least it was his long-cherished wish that he could only look up at the sky.

He was originally a person who was unwilling to get involved in the muddy waters, but he was pushed to the court because of this point, and he was still the right prime minister. This dynasty has always regarded the right as the emperor. Doesn’t this mean that he is above the old master?

Master Tang has a deep foundation and many disciples. He is not at ease in this position. He originally had the intention of resuming his old age in the Ministry of Works.

Now, it's all broken.

Listening to his father sighing left and right, Song Qingming felt particularly uncomfortable. Suddenly he thought of Qin Feng, he asked, "Dad, are you willing to go to the princess's mansion with me to visit the princess's mansion?"

"Aren't you already there with General Guo Shen?" Song Luo asked back.

Song Qingming was a little uneasy. He only felt that the father and son were lonely and helpless now. They were just two small boats in the vast ocean. They could be taught to smack the waves in the sea anytime and anywhere, and the bones remained. For some reason, he thought of the prince-consort now.

Isn’t the origin of this incident precisely because of Qin Feng? And he was a little difficult to say: “If my father doesn’t want to get too close to the court officials, he might as well get closer to the princess, and he should also use it as a guarantee.”

Song Qingming did not expect that he would have such a plan. He felt that he had been slaughtered by the mud. After saying this, his ears were red. He sighed: "The prince consort and the princess are not in the court, but he is favored by His Majesty."

Song Luo looked at his son and knew how difficult it would be for him to say this, so he patted his shoulder with emotion.
Chapter completed!