Chapter 62: Lost move (1)
He patted Feng Zaitang's heart again: "Old Zaifu, if someone threatens you with this...Are you letting your grandson be exposed and sanctioned, or are you bored to respond to threats from those people?"
Feng Zaitang's pupils suddenly shrank: "Are they here for me?"
"Whether it is directed at you or Fengchenglin, this matter cannot be dealt with... You should know that the human heart is greedy, and if you deal with it this time, there will be another... Lao Zaifu, this truth is not necessary Let me elaborate?"
Feng Zaitang slowly got up and walked towards Fengchenglin with deep eyes, scaring him straight to hide behind Ling Luoyu.
"Cheng Lin, get up..."
How dare Feng Chenglin get up, his head shook.
"Grandpa, it's me who tired you...I still kneel..."
In fact, his knee was about to break, and he was anxious to get up, but thinking of the **** family method of the old man, he still knelt more safely.
"You can realize that you are wrong! Get up!" Feng Zaidang waved tiredly.
If everything is really a tactic, then Feng Chenglin's mistake in drinking flower wine can be ignored.
"Great Duke, this matter... what countermeasures do you have?"
"Me? I have a countermeasure, but it's not the best..." Ling Bufan chuckled lightly, calling Ling Luoyu over: "She has a way...Although it's a bit damaged, she can solve this problem once and for all..."
"He?!" Feng Zaitang looked at Ling Luoyu up and down in disbelief, and shook his head heavily: "Great Duke, to put it bluntly, your grandson is a mess... what good idea can he come up with?"
"..."
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The sky was dark, and the East just showed the white belly, and the ministers who rushed to the early court waited early in front of the middle gate, waiting for the emperor's call.
"Yeah... it's really early today everyone..." Ling Bufan laughed and said hello.
"Great Lord... why are you here today?"
A group of people came up to greet him enthusiastically.
Among these people, eight or nine out of them respect the Ling family.
Everyone knows that without the **** battles of the Ling Family Army, how could they have been on the frontier for so many years.
Therefore, when he saw Ling Bufan, he bowed and bowed and bowed his attitude.
"Great Lord, I haven't seen you some days, how good is your old body?"
"Okay...very good!" Ling Bufan was refreshed and greeted with a big laugh.
Because of Ling Luoyu's relationship, Ling Bufan felt that his back was very soft and not straight, so he rarely showed up in the morning.
Now that he appears rashly and smiles so much, how can he not attract the curiosity of others.
"Great Lord, he seems very happy? I heard that the three young masters have become more sensible recently, and they are no longer going out..."
"What a sensible thing, it's still the same...just no longer tossing outside, tossing at home..." That's what he said, but there was an unconcealable smile on his face.
"..."
A group of people were chattering and messing around, and suddenly heard a rant.
"You get me down..."
In the angrily, Feng Chenglin was picked up by his grandfather's ears, and pulled out of the carriage without an image.
Ling Bufan deliberately greeted him with a surprised look: "Old Zaifu...what are you?"
"This **** has caused a great disaster... I can't control it anymore. Now I bring it to the emperor to convict..."
The middle door opened wide, and the **** shouted to the court, leading a group of ministers and workers to the Enze Hall.
Before the emperor could sit down, Feng Zaitang knelt down with a whine.
