Mutated Tao Chapter 412: son

Li Huowang sat in a corner of the guest room, silently watching the discussion of those Daqi people.

In order to clear the sidelines smoothly, they seem to be debating whether to win over some eunuchs in the palace.

One side thinks that all the eunuchs in the palace are the same, while the other group thinks that a group of relationships in the palace in the past can still be used now.

Li Huowang's attention was not focused on these people, but mostly on Zhuge Yuan who was at the side.

In the presence of the old god, he sat there sipping tea, like a spectator, and did not express any opinions.

Even with his lofty status in Daqi, this dispute can be quelled as long as he speaks.

Li Huowang walked up to him and sat down, lowered his voice and asked: "The quarrel has become like this, don't you want to persuade me? At this time, there is no leader."

"It doesn't matter, with Mr. Qin here, they won't be able to quarrel for long. Xiaosheng estimates that they can do it tomorrow at the latest. The little emperor is not the key, the empress dowager who is behind the curtain is the most important thing."

"I hope, I'll go out and relieve myself." Li Huowang stood up and walked out of the house.

When he reached the deserted courtyard, Li Huowang didn't wait too long, he left the Liang Mansion directly.

As soon as Li Huowang left the scope of the Liang Mansion, the somewhat faded human-shaped window grilles on the side wall suddenly spoke.

"Why don't you do it? All of us are waiting outside. Even Mr. Jian Cheng."

Li Huowang frowned and said to the overlapping window grilles: "I haven't figured out where Zhuge Yuan's old imperial calendar is, why are you in a hurry?"

"Furthermore, let's act rashly now. You will only startle the snake. It's not like you don't know Zhuge Yuan's strength."

"Try to be as fast as possible. You can't take your time at this critical moment."

"I know, don't worry, the time when Zuo Wangdao troubles Zhuge Yuan again is a good opportunity for us to do something. Facing Zuo Wangdao, Zhuge Yuan will definitely use his old imperial calendar."

"Are you so sure that you will not succeed if you forget your way?"

"Of course, Zhuge Yuan and Zuo Wangdao are already at loggerheads. The relationship between them is either dead or broken. Zuo Wangdao has ambushed twice before, and there will definitely be a third time. That's fine, I will Let's go back first, otherwise Zhuge Yuan will become suspicious."

After speaking to that person, Li Huowang didn't wait for the hand to say anything more, turned around and walked quickly to Liang's mansion.

As the window grilles stopped moving, in a mansion more than ten miles away, a fat woman holding a pair of red rope scissors crumpled the window grilles into **** and threw them into the fire, then turned sideways. The body told Jiancheng everything just now.

Jian Cheng's eyes seemed to be half-closed, and he let the two beautiful young girls hammer his legs and rub his shoulders.

Seeing that the sandalwood on the side was burnt out, the fat woman immediately walked over to re-grind the powder, and light it seriously.

Just as the wisp of white smoke rose again, Jian Cheng spoke. "Order to go down, release the two sitters in the prison, and let them give a message to the other Fengpai Wrigleys. Tomorrow at 3:00 noon, they will attack the storyteller together. Except for the Liuyao Tongshu, Jian Tiansi None."

The fat woman seemed to be intimidated by the other party's orders, Zuo Wangdao has always been Jian Tiansi's life and death enemy, Jian Cheng actually plans to do business with them!

"Master Jiancheng, will they do it?"

"I know these liars, they will, you all think they are reckless lunatics, in fact, they also have something to care about, but they usually hide it very well."

Speaking of this, Jian Cheng seemed to feel a little tired, so he stood up and walked towards the bed.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the two girls in the bed who only wore bellybands quickly lifted the covers.

When Jiancheng lay down, the two girls immediately shrank to the end of the bed, hugged Jiancheng's chapped and skinned feet, and pressed them tightly against their own softness.

Jian Cheng sighed, and turned over on the bed with difficulty, "Go ahead, when we start tomorrow, remind the old man that this matter is of great importance, and I will personally supervise the battle."

"Yes, the servant obeys."

The fat woman picked up the red rope scissors and cut them in the direction of the oil lamp, and the room became dark instantly. She lowered her head slightly towards Jiancheng's bed, and slowly backed out of the room.

The next day, Li Huowang woke up early, didn't eat breakfast, and stood in the courtyard a little restlessly, he always felt that something would happen today.

There were people coming and going around, talking about Daqi people, but Li Huowang completely ignored them and took them as the background board.

After all, compared to Da Qi's matter, Daliang's matter is undoubtedly many times more important.

But with the arrival of a carriage, Li Huowang's eyes couldn't help being attracted, and an **** got off the carriage.

This **** is fat and fair, and younger than the record. He is not wearing gold and silver, but holding a string of Buddhist beads.

As soon as he came in, he didn't even enter the house, and just stood in the yard and talked.

"My lords, don't be too busy. The godfather said that he can't help you. Just pretend that you didn't see it. It's enough to return the favor."

Qin Mengzhe, the national champion of the Great Qi, obviously refused to let go of this help from the palace. "Elder-in-law, Master Zhuge is here too, you really don't think about it? It's Jackie Chan's success!"

The **** saw Zhuge Yuan glanced at him, quickly saluted respectfully, and then said with a self-deprecating face: "Master Qin, what do you think is the most important thing for us servants in the palace?" Huh?"

This rhetorical question stopped the others immediately, and the Miao Jiang woman said with hesitation: "Gold?"

"Wrong! It's my son! You can't help with this kind of thing, but Buddha can help!"

Speaking of which, the **** unbuttoned his clothes, revealing his arrowhead belly full of veins.

As if showing off, he said very excitedly: "Who said that our eunuchs are doomed to have no children if they lose their baby?! See? Do you know what is inside? My son!"

The **** stroked the vein-covered belly over and over again with his hand wrapped with Buddhist beads, as if responding, the things inside printed a small handprint on the tight belly.

Looking at this scene, Li Huowang's back felt chills. What happened to Daqi? How did the monk in Zhengde Temple get the **** pregnant? And is the belly really alive?

Compared to the Zhengde Temple in Daliang, the Zhengde Temple in Daqi is obviously much more powerful.

Seeing this scene, Qin Mengzhe's hands were trembling with anger, "The Zhengde Temple are all demon monks! You will not have good results if you collude with them!"

"Who can help us rootless people to pass on the family line, let alone a demon monk, so what if it is a demon?!"

After saying this, the **** carefully wrapped his stomach with clothes.