Chu Feng looked smug: “If the envoys, the princess, and the prince were killed in Chu Country. Do you think the emperor of the Jin Country will just sit still?”
Song Lang nodded his head: “It’s true, he will not just sit still. If he sends troops to fight Chu Country in a fit of anger. How will you respond?”
Chu Feng replied immediately: “If the Kingdom of Jin attack the Chu, we would naturally send our Chu Kingdom’s most powerful prince, the God of War, to fight. Then next, Imperial Father who was being controlled by the heart-biting gu, won’t be able to handle the state affairs. Among the princes, a prince with both talents and virtues will come forward to supervise the country, and I am the most suitable candidate for that.”
Hahaha. He really made a good calculation. It was just, his plan was beautiful, but he hadn’t counted the variables.
For example, the prince and princess didn’t die, and the heart-biting gu can’t be controlled at all.
Even if Prince Jin was really sent to fight against the Kingdom of Jin, the so-called prince with both talents and virtue may not be him.
Song Lang said: “From what you said, I only saw your benefits, but not mine. Your Highness, you are too selfish. I, Song Lang, have carried such a big black pot for you until now. But I didn’t get benefits at all. How can I continue helping you?”
Chu Feng rolled his eyes and said with a smile: “Song Lang, as long as you help me solve the immediate crisis and wait for me to ascend the position of God, you will have your place in the ranks of the civil and military officials. You can choose whatever vacant posts you want.”
He talked as if the emperor’s seat was already waiting for him to sit down.
Seeing Song Lang’s silence, Chu Feng said again: “You can’t go back to the Kingdom of Jin. You can only stay in the Kingdom of Chu, if you want to gain a foothold, you must have a backer like me. After all, once the Kingdom of Jin sent a word, do you think you can still exist?”
Song Lang sneered: “His Royal Highness, do you think I, Song Lang, will summon the secret guards of our Song Family from the Kingdom of Jin to the Kingdom of Chu, once I am under your protection?”
Chu Feng’s expression changed: “What do you mean?”
“Isn’t it obvious what he meant?” Chu Yan’s voice came from the small door on one side, and it fell in Chu Feng’s ears. It was really ear-piercing.
Chu Yan walked out of the pantry, followed by Bai Zhi, who had walked slowly for a while.
Chu Feng’s bitter gaze fell on Chu Yan, and then, he saw Bai Zhi behind him. He was startled, then his eyes flashed with excitement: “Bai Zhi? Why are you here?”
Bai Zhi: “You can be here, why can’t I?”
Yes, he can be here, why can’t she? But when did they meet? Why doesn’t he know?
Chu Yan: “Fourth brother, I trust you have been well since we last met.”
Chu Feng turned his gaze back and snorted coldly, “No wonder Song Lang refused to help me. It turns out that you have already got on the bridge.”
Chu Yan: “Got on the bridge? Why do I need to build a bridge with him? I’m not you, I don’t rely on others to save me.”
Song Lang also got up and said quietly: “Yes, why should I build a bridge with him? He is not your Royal Highness Prince Xiao. He is the heir to the throne and the most valued prince by the Emperor of Chu. No one is not aware of this, right?”
After a pause, Song Lang said again: “Oh, yes, you said earlier that if you want to sit on the throne, you must shed blood and sacrifice people. I’m sure when you do this, the emperor of the kingdom of Jin, will hold a grand celebration for you.”
These words made Chu Feng annoyed. He really wanted to cut off his broken mouth with a knife.
Chu Feng laughed dryly, “If this is the case, then you continue to talk. I have something to do. I’ll leave first.”
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