Cheng Chubi and Li Ke didn't have the same interest in eating, drinking and bragging.

Pulling his face, he sat in the thatched pavilion and listened to the secret probe as he described the news he had received.

Moreover, Jinwuwei has already sent a large number of soldiers and horses to strictly block Nazong Temple, Sheji Temple, and even the Asahi Temple and Xiyue Temple.

Even if Cheng Chubi, who was able to lift the cauldron with strength now, and the champion of the three armies, jumped over with a bag of explosives, he could only be shot to death by random arrows, a heroic sacrifice.

Li Ke, His Royal Highness King Wu, couldn't help but slapped the case and said angrily.

"How could they be like this? Don't they mean that these aristocratic families are the most concerned about etiquette and procedures?"

Hearing this complaint, Cheng Sanlang, whose face was gloomy and his eyes were rolling, shook his head helplessly, and said to this virtuous brother who still retains a few innocents.

"Hehe, my virtuous brother, when they talk about those things, they're talking about it for others to see, okay?"

"They find that just talking about these will damage their interests, and naturally they have to make the choices that are most beneficial to them."

Speaking of this, Cheng Chubi couldn't help but rubbed his brows with a headache and spat out a sentence.

"It's because we are too self-righteous. It seems that our brothers are really looking for an opportunity to burn all the five altars and one temple outside the city.

They will still figure out a way and find a reason to complete the enthronement ceremony. "

When Zhao Kun heard this, he couldn't help expressing his doubts.

"But aren't they afraid of being criticized by the people of the world that the ninth prince's position is not right?"

"Uncle Zhao, think about it, many scholars in the world are from aristocratic families, and they control the court and the government.

At that time, there will not be too many people who know how they do it, but the people who listen to them will definitely make up the vast majority. "

Li Ke walked back and forth in the grass pavilion a little anxiously.

"Brother Chubi is right. Even if it's a history book, they can make things up."

"Next, what should we do?" Zhao Kun shoved the tableware and chopsticks to one side indifferently, and his eyes fell on Cheng Sanlang.

And Cheng Chubi's eyes fell on the secret probe. "Can you deliver news to Chang'an?"

"Now, Your Majesty should have arrived at Maojindu too."

"At least let His Majesty know what the gang of scoundrels and thieves in Luoyang City did."

"As for us, I'm afraid we have to think carefully about how to find a way to destroy the enthronement ceremony in these three days."

Speaking of this, Cheng Chubi couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

After the secret probe finished delivering the news, he swallowed and returned, and he still needed to send a messenger to inform Your Majesty of the bad news.

As for how to stop the enthronement ceremony three days later, this is not a burden he can bear.

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Li Ke sat beside Cheng Saburo anxiously, frowning and thinking hard, but he had no clue at all.

"Brother Chubi, what should I do? The ancestral temple is such a small building. Now that it is surrounded by heavy troops, there must be no way to destroy it."

"The situation in the other three altars won't be much better. The only way we can now is what you mentioned before..."

Hearing this, Zhao Kun's eyelids jumped wildly. He always felt that this move was a bit too showy.

"Even if the palace is lit up, it is absolutely impossible for that kid to complete the ceremony and become the master of the world. In that case, the father emperor will really become a laughing stock left in the history books."

Zhao Kun had to nod his head to admit this, indeed, if His Majesty was here and received this bad news, I'm afraid he would also make such a decision.

After all, one can't let that renegade son ascend to the throne of the emperor just because of the unfortunate renovation of the palace, and let the Tang Dynasty appear as a joke.

Seeing Li Ke become so angry, Cheng Chubi knew very well that although this royal courtesan was usually out of tune, he truly respected and loved his wise and martial father.

At this moment, seeing that his own father is about to become a joke in three days, it is no wonder that he is not crazy.

But the problem is that the consequences of burning down the palace are too costly.

No matter how concealed he was, in case the rumors leaked, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, in order to prevent the wicked son from ascending the throne, instructed the first handsome cub of the Duke of Lu and the prodigal son of the royal family to secretly set fire to the whole Ziwei Palace.

Cheng Chubi certainly had the confidence to burn the Ziwei Palace, but the problem lies in the consequences of the burn.

...not to mention the terrifying losses caused by such a fire, in the event of a large number of casualties, Cheng Sablang is not happy to see it.

Well, if Li Zhi and that boy were also scorched, who would it be?

Carrying his hands on his back, he began to circle in the grass pavilion. Cheng Chubi began to think about what means to use to destroy this enthronement ceremony.

First of all, the first point is that these gangsters and thieves actually don't pay attention to etiquette, and they don't even worship heaven and earth.

So if you want to destroy it, you must expose them, or it is better to screw up this enthronement ceremony in front of hundreds of thousands of people in Luoyang City.

How to screw it up? It must be a very eye-catching behavior, and it is best to make the whole Luoyang city a sensation...

Wandering around in this grass pavilion for a long time, Cheng Chubi looked at the boats that were not far away, shuttled non-stop in the Luoshui.

Looking at this wide Luoshui, I thought of the deeds I had done for the people of Luoyang in the past few years as the Luoyang Ling.

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"...Brother Chubi, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, what else can I do?" After waiting for a long time, he saw Cheng Sanlang suddenly stand still, and Li Ke rushed forward and asked.

"No, no, no, brother, don't worry, let me think about it, think about it..."

Cheng Chubi waved his hand and looked intently at the Luoshui and the boats passing by. Soon, Cheng Chubi's eyes suddenly lit up.

A big slap clapped on Li Ke's shoulder, with an excited expression on his face.

"You don't need to burn the Lagerstroemia Palace, and you don't need to go to your family's ancestral temple."

Li Ke saw this Xiongtai who had never let him down. The moment he heard what he said, the gloom in his heart was suddenly swept away, but Xuanji twisted his neck uncomfortably.

"...Brother Chubi, is there something wrong with your wording?"

"Cheng Saburo, what else did you think of?"

Zhao Kun over there also came closer and stared curiously at Cheng Sanlang, whose brain was not on the same channel as ordinary people.

"Hey hey, come here, come and sit down, let Rong Cheng have a drink and eat, and then I will tell you in detail."

"..." Li Ke and Zhao Kun watched as Cheng Sanlang sat back with a smug face, ate a few mouthfuls of food and made a glass of wine.

I saw him pick up three chopsticks, put them between the saucers, and then showed a weird smile.

"I want the whole city of Luoyang and the countless people on both sides of the Luoshui River to see that the enthronement ceremony of those chaotic officials and thieves is just a joke."

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