Chen Ding hurriedly took the bus to the Bei'an Palace. When he saw the door was closed, he suddenly jumped. He was worried that something might happen to his grandson. He thought, if something happened to his grandson, Cheng Mo should send someone to notify him, rather than close the door.

Except for Weiyang Palace, Chen Ding could not stop him from anywhere in the capital. He drove straight in wherever he went. But he still asked the car to park in front of the Bei'an Palace and asked the coachman to come forward and knock on the door to seek a favor. It was not because Cheng Mo was the King of Bei'an, but because his grandson turned from a foolish person to a normal person. All this happened in the Bei'an Palace.

The dog dared not notify him.

When Liu Ze heard that Chen Ding had come, he suddenly changed color. He quickly put the table on the robe with his robe. The bronze cauldron in Cheng Mo's hand was raised and rushed into the bedroom, hiding it.

Cheng Mo was speechless, Chen Ding was still at the gate, and it would take two or three quarters of an hour to get here. Is it possible? Besides, you just now, you were so angry that you wanted to contact the royal family and drive Chen Ding out of the court and let Chen Ding return to your hometown to farm. Why are you afraid of this in a blink of an eye?

"Wulang, after Mr. Shen left, who do you like? Even if you take it away, it's just that, you must not let him know about this." Liu Ze was panicked and said almost in a begging tone.

It is enough to find the dragon tripod from the ancestral home of the King of Jingzhou. The evidence of Liu Ze's rebellion is enough. How could such a good thing be told Chen Ding? Moreover, these things cannot be leaked in the King of Bei'an Palace now. Otherwise, Liu Ze's lack of a lower limit would definitely bite back and say that these things were shown to him by Cheng Mo. This is the King of Bei'an Palace, and Cheng Mo would not be suspicious.

"That's natural, Uncle Shi also said that we are in friendship between two generations." Cheng Mo warmly invited each other: "Uncle Shi, let's see what's wrong with Shen Tingwei?"

"No, no, I still have something to do, so I won't go."

Seeing Cheng Mo looking at him with a strange expression, Liu Ze explained: "I want to write a letter to several uncles and nephews, and make an appointment to submit a memorial to impeach Mr. Shen and harm the royal family. This matter cannot be delayed for a moment."

"Uncle Shi, Chen Tingwei said, don't leave the mansion at will. If you write a letter now, you can't deliver it. Why not question him in person and give us freedom." Cheng Mo kindly advised him. How stupid should I be to let you pass on messages and specialize in rebellion?

Chen Ding is now a professional who takes the blame, and it would be better to deal with Liu Ze.

Liu Ze slapped the table and said, "I have to leave the house, what can he do to me? It's just that I don't have the same knowledge as him for Wulang."

"I also feel that it is unfair to treat Uncle Shi like this. Uncle Shi doesn't have to take care of my face, just teach him a lesson."

Cheng Mo is thinking about how to drive him out and let him take away the five big carts he brought with him. At that time, he can ask Liu Xun to order a search. The dragon Ding must be among the five big carts brought by Liu Ze.

Liu Ze was choked, I just pretended to be a pussy, would you be afraid to expose me?

"Why would my royal family beg you for a little courtier?" Liu Ze looked stern, straightened his chest, and acted like I didn't take the sedentary mind at all, and pinching him to death was like pinching a bed bug to death.

This was a bit too much. Cheng Mo wouldn't let him continue to pretend, and immediately ordered Chen Ding to come to the courtyard.

"This is not needed. That guy, come back quickly, come back quickly..." Liu Ze's face changed drastically. He called Xiaoshuang out to invite people. The more he called Xiaoshuang, the faster he ran.

Cheng Mo was already standing up and ready to leave. Now he sat back on the chair, leaned against the back of the chair, and said, "Uncle Shi will teach him a lesson later, so as to vent his anger for us powerful people who are often bullied by him. Oh, such a grand event, you have to ask more people to join in the fun. Where are the people coming..."

"Wuron, no, really no." Liu Ze was almost crying and said, "It's not that the gate cannot be opened, can the people in the mansion not be able to go out? Don't call people anymore." Why did he die later? Call more people over, wouldn't it be even more ugly to die?

Cheng Mo just scared him, making him unable to continue pretending. He suddenly realized: "Yes, I forgot, oh, it's such a pity."

Liu Ze wiped the sweat from his forehead. It was a great blessing. Thinking of this, Chen Ding was not too disgusting. At this moment, his hatred for Chen Ding had diminished a lot.

Chen Ding did not wait in the flower hall, but went directly to the place where his grandson planted trees. Before he got close, he heard the quarrels of several children, and the grandson's voice was particularly clear.

No matter what the reason is, the grandson, who was originally talking badly, actually quarreled with someone, which gave him too many surprises. His steps were much lighter and he walked closer quickly. After listening for a while, he roughly realized that it was Liu Shi and his grandson quarreling. Liu Zhang and Jia Jia squatted beside him playing with sand. Qingqing, who was so beautiful that he was savage with his slim waist, pouted, and turned his face away.

Xiao Shen is four years older than Liu Shi, but he can't argue with Liu Shi. After tossing and turning, he can only say one sentence: "You are talking nonsense." How can you compare to Liu Shi's eloquent expression?

As he was arguing, Xiao Shen became impatient and pushed hard. Liu Shi, who was normally four years old, fell to the ground. He quickly got up, raised his short legs, and kicked Xiao Shen.

Xiao Shen was immersed in the smugness of the sneak attack, but did not avoid it. He was kicked straight, and his legs hurt and pushed Liu Shi again.

Regardless of height or age, Liu Shi was too little. Even if he was prepared, he was pushed down again. He quickly climbed up the mountain, grabbed a handful of sand and raised it towards Xiao Shen's face, and kicked it.

Who should I help my grandson fight with the prince? Chen Ding couldn't make up his mind. His six sons were gone, and his grandson was only one of them. Logically, he should help his grandson. But for decades, he has only one belief, regardless of his own safety in this life and is loyal to the emperor. The eldest son is the emperor's descendant, and how can he not help him when he fights with others? The target of the fight is his own grandson. How can this be good?

Just when Shen Ding was struggling and at a loss, Liu Shi and Xiao Shen fought together. Liu Shi was short and short, weak and weak, and was completely at a disadvantage. He was pressed to the ground and beaten hard.

Should I help my grandson or the prince? Chen Ding's mind is not enough to judge cases normally, and I feel that my lips are stuck in glue, unable to open, and my feet are as heavy as lead and cannot move.

At the critical moment, Qingqing frowned and said, "You are so noisy." He raised his legs and left.

Liu Shi, who was pressed to the ground and beaten up, shouted: "Don't beat me, don't beat me, let go."

Xiao Shen heard that he was asking for help, and subconsciously let go. Liu Shi pushed hard, but he could push it. Seeing Qingqing go further and further, he was so anxious that he howled in his throat: "Get up quickly, you stupid guy."

Xiao Shen stood up obediently. Liu Shi didn't care about the place where he was beaten and felt unbearable pain. He got up, and the sand on his body was covered in sand, and rushed to chase Qingqing.
Chapter completed!