Chapter 92 Thunderstorm (Part 2)

"The official was reckless and almost misled the prime minister's major event." Luo Wensu's face seemed to be still a little aggrieved. Hearing this, he immediately knelt on the ground and blushed, "Death crime, death penalty."

"Get up, get up, there is no need to say anything polite." Du Zundao sighed and tried his best with his arms again, "You and I were originally important officials under the throne. Everything we do is to assist the young master. But we have to spend more time in everything and be cautious. After all, now it is not as good as we did back then. At most, we will lose our heads by ourselves. But now, if you and I don't have a move, the young master, the mistress, and the people around you and me will all be doomed."

"Prime Minister." Luo Wensu was so moved that his eyes turned red, he stood up slowly and responded in a low voice, "What the Prime Minister said is so true. Please remember it. Please relax your mind. After all, if you are exhausted one day, let us wait and let the young master let our Great Song Kingdom do what to do."

Speaking of this, two lines of hot tears rolled out in his eyes instantly, falling to the ground one by one, rustling sound.

"I have to devote myself to it. What else can I do besides this?" Du Zundao smiled and shook his head proudly. "You don't have to be sad. The young master is a talented man. He will always grow up. We, we are just looking forward to this family for him before this. It won't take too long, just two or three years. I can still hold on to it in two or three years."

As he spoke, he really felt exhausted. He held the corridor column with his hands and started coughing constantly, "Cough cough, yeah, yeah, cough cough."

"Crack." Another lightning bolt fell into the air, illuminating his gray hair and beard.

"Prime Minister." Luo Wensu shouted again with emotion, leaned over, raised his hand and tapped Du Zundao's back, "Prime Minister, you should take a break and take a break. Only after you have enough energy can you deal with those traitors."

"I can't sleep, I can't sleep." Du Zundao sighed and shook his head vigorously. "I followed the first lord and raised an army, and wanted to rebuild the Song Dynasty. It's not like this now. As soon as I close my eyes, I will see the first lord. If he asks, what the Song Dynasty looks like, is it really like the legendary one? I really don't know how to explain it to him."

After saying that, there were another series of coughs, and he was half lying on the pillar, panting like a bellows in the workshop.

Seeing this, Luo Wensu quickly increased the strength of his hands and pounded Du Zundao's back. He hit him dozens of times in succession, and finally stopped the coughing. Looking at Du Zundao again, his face turned from pale to purple and black, and his upper and lower lips were also as dark as ink.

"That thing is not something that cannot be done, but to do it, it must be done cleanly and not leave a trace of the end." He pushed Luo Wensu away vigorously, and he supported himself to walk toward the desk. "It is best to fall on Chahan Timur and Li Siqi, and even Pan Laizi and Peng Da are fine. Elders in the sect, haha, you must not give them any hope for those useless things."

"Prime Minister?" Luo Wensu did not expect that Du Zundao was the most dissatisfied with him, not that his plan was too vicious, and he did not turn around for a moment and was stunned.

"It is not difficult to deal with Liu Futong. It is rare to deal with Zhu's surname. If you can't do it well, you and I will be the second Ni Wenjun." Du Zundao turned his back to him, as if he was guiding him, and seemed to be cheering himself up. "If you don't provoke him, as long as we move fast enough, we will move the young master out afterwards and personally testify to Liu Futong's unjust crime. Even if Zhu Chongjiu is not satisfied, he will be bound by Gaoyou's appointment and will not dare to attack him easily. If you want to take the initiative to attack first, then Sui, Qiao, Xu, and Su Sidi are just optional. When the water recedes in winter, there will be a situation between him and you and me. No matter who comes forward, it will be useless."

These words were indeed all on the point. Luo Wensu couldn't help but bow his head and bowed for the third time. He said with conscience: "The left minister is far-sighted, and the lower officials admire him. Now he will choose the dead soldiers and re-plan. He will definitely not let anyone think of us."

After saying that, he turned around resolutely and walked towards the door like a escaping, but Du Zundao suddenly called him from behind, "Come back, there is no hurry to do this for a day or two."

"Yes." Luo Wensu's heart shivered suddenly and slowly stopped her pace.

"You're still focusing on Liu Futong these days." Du Zundao thought about it and added in a dark way. Although his itinerary was blocked by the wind and rain, he would come to the city sooner or later. As long as he enters Bianliang City, I will not want to see him go out alive again."

"Yes." Luo Wensu shivered by the cold air in his words, and stood up and bowed.

Killing Liu Futong and seizing control of the Bianliang Red Turban was a "big event" that Du Zundao and his confidants had planned for a long time, but Luo Wensu always had a premonition in his heart that this matter would never be as simple as when everyone planned it.

First of all, Liu Futong was surrounded by at least four hundred guards, and except when he entered the palace, he was almost inseparable from the incoming step. Secondly, even if he could successfully kill Liu Futong, Zhu Chongjiu would not be bound by Gao Youzhi as Du Zundao analyzed. After all, this would be the best opportunity for him to intervene in the center. As long as he led the Huai'an army to Bianliang in the name of avenging Liu Futong, at that time, there would probably be few people willing to come out to resist his military attack.

However, at this moment, Luo Wensu did not have the courage to persuade Du Zundao to stop. First of all, this matter was already on the string and had to be fired. If he dared to show any hesitation at this critical moment, he would definitely be the next person to be pushed out by Du Zundao's order to behead him.

Secondly, even if Du Zundao can stop his horse, Liu Futong may have a killing attack on Du Zundao in the near future. After all, Bianliang is the capital of the entire Song Dynasty. When Liu Futong could not tolerate his troops outside, there was still a thunder in the palm that had already ignited the lead.

While he was nervous, he heard Du Zundao ask in a low voice, "You are going to see Peng Da again today, Zhao Junyong and Pan Laizi and the others? What do these three guys say? Are you willing to work with us to assist the young master in power?"

"Peng Da took his confidant out of the city to hunt in the rain this afternoon. It is said that he would not come back within half a month." Luo Wensu's heart was trembling, and he quickly told the matter that should be reported tonight. "Zhao Jun gave his younger brother half a piece of military talisman, saying that as long as the prime minister needs it, the three thousand armors under his command can be pulled out to support King Song at any time. Pan Laizi has been sick recently and dared not see the wind. The people we sent to visit only left gifts and did not bring any news back." The first release of this book comes from 17K Novel Network, and you can read the genuine content as soon as possible!
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