Chapter 145: Winning 1

Jiang Lang felt very touched by the third prince's words. He was somewhat clear about the situation in front of the court, but he was not as thorough as the third prince. Moreover, the third prince's words forced him to examine his plan again. In fact, whether Wang Zhen himself killed or not. According to history, the person who killed him was Fan Zhong, but Fan Zhong died in the end. The biggest problem now is obviously to find a balance between killing Wang Zhen and saving Yingzong. He can save Yingzong and eliminate Wang Zhen. The most important thing is to use this to advance.

Jiang Lang is not a person who loves power, but in this society, when you enter the court, you have to follow the customs. If you don’t want to be trampled by others and act according to other people’s faces, the best way is to trampled by others and let others act according to their faces. Therefore, Jiang Lang has to listen to the words of these three princes and think about how to do this in the future.

However, these thoughts were only kept in his heart, and they were not expressed on Jiang Lang's face. In the eyes of the servants of the royal palace, it was just the prince and his son-in-law chatting there. Knowing that night was coming, after dinner, Jiang Lang complained to Zi Ling, got on the carriage, and walked towards his house under the escort of the guards arranged by Sun Yuanbiao. After all, Jiang Lang is also the prince's son-in-law and a general in the court. It is understandable that there are a few soldiers escorting him.

The house given by the third prince is also in a prosperous area and has a very good geographical location. It has been a bustling street along the way. Now night is coming, and the streets have not become deserted. People come and go on the streets, hawkers' hawkings, and inn waiters' greetings are endless, which makes them extremely lively.

The carriage was not very soundproof, so the sound outside naturally came in without any effort. Jiang Lang in the carriage was now listening quietly to the lively sound outside, and he felt a little moved: This is at the feet of the emperor, and it is indeed singing and dancing to bring peace and peace to the country and the people are safe. But as the third prince said, the emperor could see only the feet of the emperor, and the rest of the place had to rely on those officials. After Wei Zheng passed away, Emperor Taizong of Tang lamented that he had lost a mirror, but in fact all these officials were the mirrors of the emperor. The only difference between these mirrors was haha ​​mirror. The Ming Dynasty, which had already gone downhill, was always peaceful and the people lived and worked in peace under the illumination of these mirrors.

"You have something to worry about?"

Zi Ling's concern sound came to her ears.

Opening his eyes, Jiang Lang smiled slightly, gently embraced Zi Ling's waist, letting him lean against his shoulder, and then said, "I have nothing to worry about, but I'm a little tired."

Zi Ling leaned on Jiang Lang's shoulder and said quietly: "Don't lie to me, your thoughts are written on your face. I am your wife now. Don't hide your thoughts from me if you have them. Maybe I can come up with some good ideas."

Jiang Lang shook his head slightly. He still didn't plan to let Zi Ling know about some things, and said softly: "Don't think too much, I have nothing to worry about."

Zi Ling raised her head, looked at Jiang Lang faintly, and suddenly said, "Because of Wang Zhen?"

Jiang Lang couldn't help but be shocked.

Seeing that Jiang Lang did not answer, Zi Ling continued: "Last time you said you would deal with Wang Zhen in one year or something, I also know that you are a person who can speak and do it, but everyone in the court now knows that with your strength, can you destroy him? And even if you kill Wang Zhen, you will be unable to protect yourself."

Speaking of this, Zi Ling couldn't help but show a hint of worry on her face. A few days ago, because of the wedding, she buried her questions deeply in her heart. After the wedding, she slowly calmed down and Zi Ling slowly became worried. Today, after seeing the third prince talking to Jiang Lang for a day, Jiang Lang was also full of worries now, Zi Ling couldn't help but express her questions.

Jiang Lang gently patted Zi Ling's hand and comforted him: "Don't worry, things are not as difficult as you imagined. Besides, now that I have married you, I promised the prince that I would wait for you for the rest of my life. How could I do that kind of thing that would cost my life? So don't worry, some things will happen naturally. What I have to do is to make a move and turn this thing into my favor."

Zi Ling looked at Jiang Lang with a strange look, then said in a strange way: "You give me the feeling that you know what will happen in the future, and you are so confident that you can get rid of Wang Zhen, as if you know when Wang Zhen will die."

Jiang Lang smiled slightly and said, "Some things, when I should tell you, I will naturally tell you that it is not time yet, so don't worry, I will not deceive you and will not leave you alone to die..."

Before he finished speaking, Zi Ling reached out to cover Jiang Lang's mouth and said, "Don't say anything that is immortal. It's so unlucky. I believe you are."

Jiang Lang nodded and didn't say much. The two of them kept in this position, sitting quietly in the carriage, listening to the hustle and bustle outside.

When the two returned home, it was not too early. After asking the coachman to stop the car, Jiang Lang took Zi Ling's hand and walked into the house. As soon as he walked into the door, Sun Yuanbiao came over and said, "Sir, someone is looking for you today."

"oh?"

Jiang Lang responded faintly and asked, "Who is it?"

"It was the one sent by Wang Zhongshu."

Sun Yuanbiao hurriedly said, "I came to see you this morning, but you are not here. He left a post asking me to convey it to you."

After saying that, Sun Yuanbiao handed Jiang Lang a post.

Jiang Lang took it and saw that the vermilion red post wrapped in gold edges, which looked very luxurious. When he turned it on it, he saw that it said that Jiang Lang was invited to go to Fengya Pavilion in Beihai tomorrow. As for the words used in the post, he seemed very respectful, and the signer was Wang Zhongshu.

Looking at the content of the post, Jiang Lang couldn't help but frown slightly. As the third prince said, Wang Zhenduo wanted to win over him, and Wang Zhongshu asked him to tell him now, and he must have other meanings, and he might showdown.

Seeing Jiang Lang frowning slightly, Sun Yuanbiao couldn't help but ask: "Sir, what's wrong with Wang Zhongshu looking for you? Should we take people with you tomorrow?"

Jiang Lang was shocked, closed the post, then smiled slightly, and said, "No need. Wang Zhongshu invited me openly, so he would not play any tricks. Moreover, I am also the official of the court and the Ma Master of this county. Wang Zhongshu is bold and does not do it openly. If I bring a lot of people to the appointment with a huge momentum, it would seem that I would judge a gentleman with the heart of a villain."

After saying that, he turned his head to the invitation in Zi Lingyangyang's hand and said, "You will go with me tomorrow. This Wang Zhongshu is inviting us to go with him by name. You can't be rude."

Zi Ling smiled softly and said, "I'm just listening to you. Now, Lord Wang sincerely invites you. If we don't go, it will be rude."

However, Sun Yuanbiao was obviously still worried and said, "Sir, this open gun is easy to avoid, but it is difficult to prevent hidden arrows. I will still line up a few brothers to follow me just in case."

Jiang Lang waved his hand and said, "No need. Brothers, I will step up training these days. I guess the imperial court's order will come down in the next few days. You will all go with me. You are brothers who have been through life and death with me. You cannot lose your face at that time. You must let those people see what elite soldiers are."

Sun Yuanbiao immediately patted his chest and said, "Sir, don't worry, brothers will naturally not lose your face. I have trained very hard during this period. We will definitely give those guys whose eyes are on their foreheads good-looking. Let them know how powerful we are."

Jiang Lang nodded and said, "This is the best way to do this. Then we should speed up training tomorrow, so we don't need to send people. And if there are a few thieves, I can handle it. It's still late now, so you can rest sooner."

Seeing that Jiang Lang was so determined, Sun Yuanbiao was not at all easy to say, so he had to arrange the person and go back to sleep.

After Jiang Lang took Zi Ling back, he asked in a low voice: "What do you think Wang Zhongshu is so openly invited me?"

Zi Ling smiled softly and said, "Don't you know? You still come and ask me, are you trying to test me?"

After saying that, he pulled Jiang Lang and sat on the stool in the room, gently shook Jiang Lang's shoulders, and said, "To put it bluntly, our wedding is still a matchmaker by Wang Zhen. Otherwise, I don't know how long I can wait until your elm-head is enlightened. When I think of me, you may not be enlightened even if you die of old age. At that time, I will only congratulate your princess on flying together, old age, and having children and grandchildren. I will find a place where no one knows me to last forever."

"Now you are my wife."

Jiang Lang grabbed Zi Ling's hand and said, "If you want to live your life, I will accompany you. You are not allowed to live your life alone, and...!"

Seeing Jiang Lang's face was mysterious and he was about to speak but stopped, Zi Ling couldn't help but say strangely: "And what?"

Jiang Lang smiled badly and exerted a little force. Zi Ling fell into his arms, then kissed Zi Ling gently on the cheek, and then whispered in her ear: "I want a child."

Zi Ling was stunned, then her face flushed and said, "Why are you not serious? Are you explaining what happened to you when you meet Wang Zhongshu tomorrow?"

"What is Wang Zhongshu?"

Amid Zi Ling's scream, Jiang Lang picked up Zi Ling and smiled, "Let's talk about tomorrow tomorrow. Now the most important thing for us is to give birth to a daughter?"

"Why is it a daughter?"

Zi Ling couldn't help but wonder.
Chapter completed!