Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 62: Lost move (1)

He patted Feng Zaitang hard on the heart: "Old Zaifu, if someone threatens you with this matter...will you let your grandson be exposed and punished, or will you accept the threats of those people and suffer the consequences?"

Feng Zaitang's pupils shrank suddenly: "Are they coming for me?"

"Whether it's for you or Feng Chenglin, you can't accept this matter... You should know that people's hearts are greedy. If you accept it this time, there will be another one... Old Zaifu, this truth doesn't matter.

Shall I elaborate?"

Feng Zaitang stood up slowly and walked towards Feng Chenglin with a deep gaze, which scared him so much that he hid behind Ling Luoyu.

"Cheng Lin, get up..."

Feng Chenglin didn't dare to get up, his head shook violently.

"Grandpa, it's me who has caused you trouble...I'm still kneeling..."

In fact, his knees were about to break, and he wanted to stand up, but thinking of the old man's bloody family skills, it was safer to kneel down.

"As long as you realize that you are wrong! Get up!" Feng Zaitang waved tiredly.

If everything was really a conspiracy, then Feng Chenglin's fault of drinking flower wine can be ignored.

"Duke Daguo, do you have any countermeasures for this matter?"

"Me? I have a countermeasure, but it's not the best..." Ling Bufan chuckled and called Ling Luoyu over: "She does have a way... Although it's a bit damaging, it can solve this matter once and for all..."

"Him?!" Feng Zaitang looked Ling Luoyu up and down in disbelief, and shook his head heavily: "Grand Duke, to put it bluntly, your grandson is just a loser... What good ideas can he come up with?"

"..."

——

The sky was bright and bright, and only the white fish belly was visible in the east. The ministers who were rushing to the morning court were waiting in front of the Zhongmen early, waiting for the emperor's call.

"Hey...it's really early today, everyone..." Ling Bufan laughed and greeted.

"Duke Daguo... why are you here today?"

A group of people came up to greet him enthusiastically.

Among these people, eighty-nine respect the Ling family.

Everyone knows that without the bloody battles of people like the Ling Family Army, how could they have enjoyed the health of the borderland for so many years.

Therefore, when they saw Ling Bufan, everyone bowed and saluted with a respectful attitude.

"Master Daguo, I haven't seen you for a while. How is your health in old age?"

"Okay...okay, very good!" Ling Bufan was refreshed and greeted with a big smile.

Because of Ling Luoyu's relationship, Ling Bufan's spine became very soft after he realized that he could not straighten up, so he rarely showed up in the morning.

How could he not arouse curiosity from others when he suddenly appeared now and smiled so cheerfully?

"Duke Daguo, you look very happy? I heard that the third young master has become more sensible recently and doesn't go out to cause trouble..."

"What a sensible person, I'm still the same as before... I just don't bother outside anymore, I just bother at home..." He said this, but there was a smile on his face that could not be concealed.

"..."

A group of people were chattering about randomly when they suddenly heard a burst of yelling.

"Get down here..."

Amidst the angry shouts, Feng Chenglin was grabbed by his ears by his grandfather and dragged out of the carriage in an imageless manner.

Ling Bufan walked up to him with a deliberately surprised look on his face: "Old Zaifu... what are you doing?"

"This bastard has caused huge trouble... I can't control it anymore. Now bring him here to convict the Emperor..."

The middle door opened wide, and the eunuch shouted to go to court and led all the ministers to the Enze Hall.

Before the emperor could even sit down, Feng Zaitang knelt down with a whimpering cry.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next