Escape to the desert and farming: the doomsday boss dressed as the best eldest sister

Furthermore, he is now different from the past, and this is the closest he is to the throne.

Just as Yu Wensong was thinking about it, Yu Wen Luanfei said: "I invite you two to come here today. It is indeed to seek cooperation. This cooperation is not a peace talk. There is a reason for this. Please listen to me carefully."

……

Yuwen Luanfei sent someone to bring over the secret file. At that time, neither Yuwensong nor Yuwenjun knew what kind of medicine was sold in Yuwenluanfei's gourd, and they couldn't help but feel vigilant when they saw his supernatural powers.

After they finished reading the scroll, they couldn't help but be taken aback: "What is this?"

What is recorded in the scroll is the truth about the cholera in the palace and even the secrets of the rebels hidden in Fahua Temple.

Yu Wensong's eyes widened: "You mean... all of this was planned by Uncle Wu Huang?"

Yuwen Luanfei nodded.

"Impossible." Yu Wensong stood up and said in a low voice, "He clearly..."

Yu Wensong wanted to say something, but suddenly stopped, and then shook his head again and again to express that it was impossible.

"There are witnesses and evidences, that's the fact. And all the concubines were there at the time. If you don't believe me, you can ask yourself after the banquet is over."

Yuwen Luanfei looked at the two of them solemnly: "Now there are only three of us brothers left in the royal family. We continue to suspect infighting. The world will change hands sooner or later. Uncle Wu Huang has been lurking aside, waiting to reap the benefits of the fisherman. .”

Compared to Yu Wensong's shock and disbelief, Yu Wenjun was only surprised at the beginning, and soon regained his senses.

Knowing that Bai Junjun's father was equivalent to the indirect murder of Uncle Wu Huang rather than real rebellion, he glanced at Bai Junjun somewhat complicatedly.

But at this moment, Bai Junjun was like an outsider, without any grief at all, as if he had come out of grief.

Bai Junjun:?

"What do you think, Ninth Brother?"

Currently Yu Wensong is in a mess in the wind, Yu Wen Luanfei can only consult Yu Wenjun who seems calmer first.

Yu Wenjun hesitated at first when he was called, and then nodded lightly: "I listen to the two brothers."

"Okay, okay, the ninth brother really understands righteousness." Yuwen Luanfei was very pleased.

Here Yuwen Luanfei is toasting Yuwenjun emotionally, while Bai Junjun over there is surprised.

Can Yu Wenjun cooperate so easily?

It would be fine if she didn't know what Yu Wenjun was secretly planning. A person who can strategize and set up Qianli and Humingyuan secretly, would he follow the trend like this?

This man clearly has his own plan.

Could it be that he was thinking of waiting for these little fools to wipe out the Fifth Prince, then he would overthrow them and become king himself?

It seems...it is indeed a good way.

Bai Junjun felt that he got the meaning of Yuwenjun all of a sudden.

But Yuwen Luanfei didn't think so much, and was looking at Yuwensong eagerly at this moment: "Brother, what about you?"

"What do you want to do?" Yu Wensong, who finally regained his senses, finally faced up to this second brother who specializes in eating, drinking and having fun.

"I hope we can form an alliance, raise troops in the North to take down the Fifth Emperor Uncle, and expose his true face to the public."

"And then?" Yu Wensong was more concerned about the distribution of benefits after victory.

"To be honest, I'm not suitable for this position. I will hand over the military power when the fifth uncle is brought to justice. At that time, you can discuss whether to distribute according to military exploits or let the courtiers and the common people elect a new king."

Yuwen Luanfei's words were open-minded and free, but Yu Wensong and Yu Wenjun were surprised.

"You don't want anything?"

Yuwen Luanfei nodded.