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Chapter eight hundred and forty seventh recommendation(2/2)

Lin Feichong's face was serious, and he obviously heard the key.

"Well, you go out first and let Zhang Hanlin come in!"

Wu Ding waved his hand, sent Lin Feichong away, and met Zhang Hanlin again. He suddenly opened his eyes. There seemed to be a flash of light in the quiet room, and there was even murderous aura in his eyes: "Wu Yue, the Minister of Rites, check this person carefully for Gu, remember, and check it to the end!"

"Abide by the order!"

Zhang Hanlin naturally knew the seriousness of the matter and answered solemnly.

...

"The big thing has been done!"

Just when Wu Ding was upset about this, several Taoists secretly gathered in a secret room with joy on their faces.

"Wu Yue, no problem?"

"certainly!"

Another Taoist answered, with a look of pride on his face: "Because he is not our person at all! He even claims to be his loyal minister of the Crown Prince. He is just a little stupid and cannot see the situation clearly. I have a few hints and then indirectly influence him, which immediately made him think that the Crown Prince must make military contributions to consolidate his position... Haha... Yu'er took the bait!"

“Great kindness!”

“Seamless!”
Chapter completed!
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