Just as Helanqi was about to speak, he heard Feng Wuyou say: "The matter of governing the country naturally requires a wise ruler with outstanding civilized governance..." Helanqi immediately closed his mouth.

As the chief minister, he has been dealing with all kinds of people's livelihood in Linhuang City for many years. Isn't it just him that the so-called excellent civil and political governance?

It seems that Feng Wuyou is still standing on his side.

Therefore, he felt relieved.

But before his heart fell into his stomach, he heard: "But it is a natural responsibility for the king to defend his territory. If he does not have martial arts, it will not work."

This time, it was Helanrong's turn to smile. He waited for Feng Wuyou to continue talking so that he could directly hold him to the throne.

But in the end, Feng Wuyou spread his hands and said helplessly: "So, this matter is really difficult to deal with.

I am a little girl, and I really can't find a candidate who can do both ways, so I'll leave this important matter to you."

Feng Wuyou said so much, but in the end, he kicked the ball back again.

At this time, the people below had already started arguing again.

One said that civil governance is important, the other said that martial arts is important, the other said that Helanqi is suitable, and the other said that Helanrong is the choice of heaven.

In just a moment, the scene in this hall was no different from the previous few days.

Can you make the throne so noisy?

It was impossible! Helanrong's eyes were fierce and he stared at Feng Wuyou fiercely. Helanqi was not so aggressive, but the coldness only made people feel even more creepy.

At this point, they still don’t understand that they were fooled by Feng Wuyou.

Feng Wuyou made them think she would lean towards her, but in the end, not only did they not help each other, but they also made a fuss under them.

The court talks on this day were like in the past, from dawn to darkness, and nothing happened. Only then did the ministers return to their mansion tiredly and tiredly.

Fortunately, I was not hungry, so Feng Wuyou specially prepared meals for them in the palace to give them the energy to quarrel.

After the discussion ended, Helan Rong rushed out of the palace angrily and was about to get on his carriage when he suddenly stopped him alone.

"It's you?"

Helanrong frowned, and the person who stopped him was Helanqi's confidant.

"General, my master wants to ask the general to have a talk together."

The man bowed and said, "The etiquette is very thoughtful."

"What do I have to talk about with him?"

Helanrong couldn't stop his anger whenever he thought of the way Helanqi put in the palace of Concubine Jin.

The man was not impatient, but just said, "My master asked me to ask the general, do you want to continue fighting like this?"

Helanrong narrowed his eyes.

This was what he said to his sore spot.

They can't break the situation that Feng Wuyou created now.

As long as the heirs who have not been appointed for one day are they will fight like this one day, but if they continue to fight like this, when will the heirs be established?

This is simply a loop without solution.

"Hmph, see me as soon as you see it. Are you still afraid that I will not be a scholar?"

Helanrong said to the man: "Lead the way!"

Helanrong and Helanqi met in a cubicle in an elegant courtyard.

The yard where the compartment was located was carried down, and no one could know what they were talking about.

"What are you asking for me?"

Helanrong asked questions directly as soon as he met.

Although he agreed to meet, he still hated Helanrong and would not have a good face to him because of this.

"Brother Rong is really a straight temper."

Helanqi was pouring tea and said helplessly when he heard this.

"Speak up if you have something to do, and let me leave if I don't say it!"

Helanrong said impatiently.

Seeing him like this, Helanqi stopped pouring tea and stopped looking at Helanrong: "Does Brother Rong think something is wrong with Feng Wuyou?"

Helanrong smiled directly: "Helanqi, are you so idle?

Calling this general over just to say such a destructive thing?

Feng Wuyou has gone from beginning to end, has something happened?"

If she had something against them, how could she keep stuck in their way to ascend the throne?

Helanqi waved his hand and said, "I'm not talking about this.

Did Brother Rong notice that Feng Wuyou has been delaying time?"

"She is not strong in South Vietnam and doesn't want us to take South Vietnam, so it will naturally delay time."

He Lanrong said, showing a disdainful expression: "But even if it is delayed, it is useless. This general has already ordered people to defend the border. Apart from these two thousand Xiao family troops, Feng Wuyou cannot transfer a soldier to Nanyue. Sooner or later, she will hand over the throne."

"Brother Rong's analysis is not unreasonable, but have you ever thought that there may be other possibilities?"

“What is possible?”

Helanrong asked coldly.

Helanqi stroked his knuckles, which was a habit he had when he was thinking, and slowly said: "If Feng Wuyou was really waiting for reinforcements from Yanyun or Fangzhou as Brother Rong said, then Brother Rong blocked the border, he should be anxious, but as Brother Rong saw, was Feng Wuyou anxious?"

He Lanrong's expression changed slightly. Feng Wuyouke has never shown any anxiety these days.

Even when sitting in the hall, the meaning of watching the show should not be too obvious.

Every time he sees Feng Wuyou like that, he wants to go up and hit someone.

If there were too many people around Feng Wuyou to protect him, he would have rushed forward long ago.

"You mean, she has other reliance?"

Helanrong was not stupid, and he could hear what Helanqi meant.

But what else can Feng Wuyou rely on?

Her biggest backer in Nanyue was Helanjiu. Now that something happened to Helanjiu, Feng Wuyou's foundation in Nanyue is equivalent to a complete loss, so Helanrong really couldn't think of what Feng Wuyou could rely on.

Helanqi said: "Does Brother Rong feel that there seem to be fewer people around Feng Wuyou?"

There are few people around Feng Wuyou?

Where is there less?

Aren’t you surrounded dozens of people all the time?

He Lanrong opened his mouth to refute, but suddenly, he remembered something.

Helanqi continued: "Feng Wuyou has two personal maids around him, one guard commander, who has always been with her, but now, there is only one person following her. Where have the other two gone?

And..." He paused for a moment and continued, "When Concubine Jin was surrounded by the palace, the little girl Hongxiu ran out. No need to think that she must have moved Feng Wuyou as a rescuer.

But now Feng Wuyou has arrived, what about Hongxiu?

Where did she go again?"

Helanqi asked two questions one after another, which made Helanrong feel surprised.

He couldn't help but sit down, reached his hand to the teapot on the table, and poured himself a cup of tea.

He had never thought about these things before, but now that Helanqi said it, he realized that they had really ignored such important things.

That Qianyue and Nie Zheng were all people Feng Wuyou trusted very much, and Feng Wuyou actually sent them out at the same time.

Plus, a Hongxiu who is very familiar with Nanyue... Feng Wuyou, what exactly do you want to do?

"What's your idea?"

Helanrong asked with a calm face.

At this time, he was no longer as angry as when he first came.

He still holds revenge on the matter of Helanqi framed him.

But there is no permanent enemy in the world, only permanent interests.

Now Feng Wuyou is blocking their way to ascend the throne and become emperor, hindering their common interests, so it is not feasible for them to join forces for the time being.

Helanqi said: "This depends on Brother Rong's men. I will send a message to the counties and counties around Linhuang to search for these three people with all their strength. Brother Rong also asked to order the soldiers of the county and county governments to cooperate in the arrest."

Helanrong hesitated for a moment, then stood up and said, "Okay, that's it!"

"Thank you, Brother Rong, for being willing to listen to me."

Helanqi narrowed his eyes and said, "I have a premonition that if we catch these three people, we will definitely gain a lot."

Feng Wuyou sat in the hall for a day and was so tired that she stroked Concubine Jin back to the harem.
To be continued...