Silk Book also quickly said: "It is true. After hearing that Song Fuxin suddenly left the Ministry of War, King Liang sent someone to wait for several days, asking for news about Song Fuxin every day. If what happened today had happened before, King Liang would not have intervened. After all,
We didn’t disclose our identities, and Prince Liang is not a nosy person, but Prince Liang not only took action, he also took the two brothers from the Song family to Prince Liang’s Mansion!”
King Cheng sneered: "I know this third brother very well. He can't afford to start early without benefit, and he is not a person who cares about others casually!"
King Cheng glanced at the silk book: "Where is Lu Zhaoen?"
"Always at the Ministry of War!" Silk Book said.
"Let him investigate, it's best to find evidence!" King Cheng curled his lips coldly, "I, the Third Emperor's brother, are good men, but there is no evidence. Maybe Song Fujin is the evidence!"
The silk book was a little embarrassed: "But Song Fuxin seems to have noticed something these days. He is not close to Lu Zhaoen!"
"Then find a way to get the two of you close!" King Cheng's eyes darkened.
The silk book had to be written accordingly.
Since Song Fujin moved into Prince Liang's Mansion, Prince Liang came to visit Song Fujin every day to play chess and talk about poetry and lyrics, which was a very leisurely time.
Song Fuxin was a little puzzled. He looked at Prince Liang and asked, "His Royal Highness Prince Cheng is very active now in wooing the ministers of the court. Why is His Royal Highness Prince Liang not in a hurry? After having fun all day long, has the prince lost the confidence to compete for that position?"
Prince Liang slowly put down the chess piece in his hand and smiled slightly at Song Fuxin: "Do you know how many princes in the court are vying for that position when the prince is here?"
Song Fuxin had heard Master Jin mention these things.
Master Jin not only taught him how to take exams, but also told him many past events in the court, because in order to be an official in the court, the intricate relationships had to be sorted out.
When the prince was on the throne, there were still four princes who coveted that prince. However, in the end, the prince died, and the other princes were imprisoned and exiled. In the end, only King Liang was left in the court.
A prince.
If King Cheng does not return to the court, the position of prince will definitely belong to King Liang.
"There were so many princes back then, why did I remain the only one left?" King Liang smiled faintly, "Because I know my father. He seems peaceful, but he hides his secrets and doesn't like to be too smart.
As a child, unless he waits until the day when he is unable to do what he wants, he will not be willing to delegate power. So when I let Lao Ba come back, I didn't think of him again, how good it was to him, but this time the government needs someone to check and balance this.
Just a king!"
Prince Liang leaned back on the recliner and swayed slowly, "And over the years, I have also understood that the most positive person is not the one who laughs last!"
Song Fuxin said: "That's it!"
Liang Wang raised his body and looked at Song Fuxin: "Actually, sometimes, I feel that there is nothing good about that person. How many people will miss you if you sit on it. It is better to be a prince comfortably and hang out with the one you love.
It's good to play chess, drink and indulge in the mountains and rivers, what do you think?"
Song Fu confidently thought of Qiu Miu Miao who was still waiting in Seoul, and his eyes suddenly became much gentler: "King Liang is right. If King Liang had figured this out a long time ago, maybe..."
Song Fuxin sighed when he thought that the source of the plague was King Liang.
In fact, Song Fuxin admired King Liang's knowledge very much, but it was a pity that King Liang made a wrong move.
"Yes, if I had figured it out earlier, maybe I wouldn't have..." King Liang sighed quietly.
Seeing him like this, Song Fuxin could only comfort him: "As long as you can correct yourself, Your Majesty, there is no greater good!"
King Liang smiled, raised his eyes and stared at Song Fuxin closely. His dark eyes seemed to be able to suck Song Fuxin in, and asked: "If I am a good person, are you willing to stay with me all the time?"
Song Fuxin was stunned. Could it be that King Liang wanted him to assist him?
Song Fuxin thought for a while, if he had to choose between King Liang and King Cheng, now King Cheng has lost himself for that position, and now he may have to rely on King Liang, but he also thought of Song Tuanyuan's warning to him...
Seeing that Song Fuxin had not made a decision for a long time, King Liang couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Don't worry, the days are long, I am waiting for you!"
Song Fuxin smiled, dropped a chess piece, and raised his eyes: "My lord, you seem to have lost!"
King Liang looked at the chessboard and slapped his thigh: "We have lost. Let's go. I am willing to admit defeat and treat you to a drink of flower wine!"
Song Fuxin quickly waved his hand: "The Ministry of War still has things to do, so I'll go and do it first. Your Majesty, do whatever you want!"
After Song Fujin finished speaking, he stood up, bowed, and turned to leave.
Prince Liang looked at Song Fuxin's back and smiled bitterly. When did he, the prince, become so humble that he wouldn't even invite people to drink wine?
Lu Zhaoen entered the Ministry of War, and when he saw Song Fuxin, he immediately came up to talk to him: "Brother, we haven't had a drink and chat together for a long time. I wonder if we are free today? I even called him Lao San!"
Song Fuxin glanced at Lu Zhaoen: "No, I have other things to be busy with, so I won't go with you!"
Lu Zhaoen stretched out his hand and stopped Song Fuxin: "Brother, I know that I did many things wrong before. Now I know that I was wrong. Can't you give me a chance to correct it? You also know that I did it for my father, and I didn't mean to do it.
Framing big brother!"
Song Fujin said quietly: "It's good that you have your own position, but I also have the right to get close to or stay away from a person."
Lu Zhaoen's face was full of shame and anger, and he turned and left.
Song Fuxin looked at Lu Zhaoen's back and sighed. He didn't know why his once good brother ended up in his current situation.
It was getting late, Song Fuxin left the Ministry of War, and as soon as he walked into the alley, four men in black appeared in the alley.
Song Fuxin was stunned. Could it be that King Cheng had not given up and wanted to arrest him?
While Song Fujin was stunned, those men had already drawn their swords and struck at Song Fuxin.
Song Fujin's eyes darkened, and then he realized that these people were not trying to arrest him, but were trying to kill him!
Song Fujin quickly retreated, and the men followed him closely. The tip of their swords swiped at Song Fujin's neck several times, only missing him a little.
Song Fujin's heart suddenly rose to his throat. He kicked one of the men in black away, but was pushed against the wall by another man.
Song Fujin's head hit the wall, and stars suddenly appeared in front of Song Fujin's eyes.
A cold sword stabbed Song Fuxin in the neck.
It was too late for Song Fuxin to dodge, so he could only raise his arm and risk catching the sword. At this moment, a figure appeared and kicked the man in black away.
Song Fuxin was stunned, it turned out to be Lu Zhaoen.
Lu Zhaoen dragged Song Fuxin behind him and kicked away the cold sword of the man in black who rushed up.