Chapter 739: Queen Mother's Birthday Banquet

Only when you have what you want, you will do everything possible to please the superior.
In the eyes of King Xiang, he had no fate with that seat, and he would only be King Qi's follower. Whether you can live a cool life in the future depends on whether the king will become the final winner. Now it doesn't make much sense to please the queen mother.
Hearing what Xiang Wang said, Qi Wang secretly rejoiced.
The old eight was calculated by the old seven, which is a good thing for him.
If he used to be wary of Old Ba, for fear that he would have extravagant hopes, and I don't know one day when he saw the opportunity to bite him back, now he is completely relieved.
Lao Ba was obviously completely discouraged because he missed the status of the queen's son.
In this way, Lao Ba will be his most trusted helper.
King Qi tapped the white porcelain tea cup with his fingertips, and persuaded: "The eighth brother of the birthday gift to the emperor grandmother should be more considerate. Don't ask for success, at least don't make the emperor's grandmother unhappy."
King Xiang nodded disapprovingly: "I know this. But the fourth elder brother has to be prepared, don't let the compare with the old seven."
When Yu Jin was mentioned, King Xiang felt his teeth itchy with hatred.
These days, he has insomnia every night, and it hurts when he remembers that the old seven flickered into the palace to look for his father to talk nonsense.
He thought countless times that if he returned to the house honestly at that time, it was not certain whether the queen's son was him or the seventh.
No, the father is obviously more inclined to him.
Poor, he didn't know anything, and the next day he got the bad news that the old Qi was recorded in the name of the queen.
What's more sad is that the other brothers can still go into the palace to find their mothers and concubines, and he can do nothing except to spend his sorrows in the house.
His mother and concubine are no more than a dancer, because he was born as a concubine, and he couldn't ask anything even if he went to the palace to ask.
Wang Xiang can't remember when he last saw Libi.
For him, such a biological mother can disappear without seeing it, and seeing it is just a reminder of his humble mother's blood.
King Qi put the tea gu on the table and said lightly: "Old Qi is indeed beyond my expectation. He returned from southern Xinjiang in just three or two years, and he became the son of the queen from a prince who didn’t know his father. With time, I can’t even imagine where he will go—"
"Four brother, what do you mean?"
King Qi picked up the tea gu again, took a sip of the tea and laughed at himself: "Don't the eighth brother think that Old Seven is the one who has a great fortune?"
King Xiang narrowed his eyes, and lost his voice: "Four brother, do you think it is possible for the old man to become the prince?"
King Qi's eyes flickered: "My eighth brother thinks it's impossible?"
King Xiang was a little excited: "But why does he—"
"Because he is the son of the queen now." King Qi put the tea gu on the table heavily, his eyes were like ice, "Yu Lang is the son of the empress Yuan, the only son of the father, but in the end he was dismantled. Since everything can happen, why is it impossible for Lao Qi to become a prince?"
King Xiang was silent.
King Qi was also silent, waiting for the tea in the tea gu to cool down, and sighed: "If Old Qi becomes a prince, even further, can the eighth brother be willing?"
Wang Xiang thumped the table heavily, hissing: "He can't think about it!"
The road that has ruined him for the nine days of Long Xiang has to go straight up, as long as he thinks about it, he will vomit to death.
This is also why he is dedicated to helping the fourth child.
Staring at the tea that was shaking out and spreading on the table, King Qi's voice turned softer, and he muttered, "Yes, how can I be willing."
"Four brother, what do you have to deal with?" Wang Xiang recovered slightly, but his face was very ugly.
Qi Wangqi was satisfied in his eyes.
The more Lao Ba hates Lao Qi, the easier it is to realize his plan.
Wang Qi reached out his arms and took out a small porcelain bottle and pushed it over.
"this is--"
King Qi raised his eyes and looked at King Xiang, his words clearly: "Blind medicine."
King Xiang did not touch the small white porcelain bottle, his tone was hesitant: "What medicine?"
The corner of Qi Wang's mouth curled up, and he smiled: "This medicine is colorless and tasteless, it can be dissolved in wine, and people who drink this wine will lose their attitude after at most a quarter of an hour, and make unbelievable actions..."
King Xiang stared at the white porcelain vase and remained silent for a long time.
King Qi simply pointed out the words: "Eighth brother, the old seventh is a big trouble for you and me. Naturally, you have to knock him off before he is full of wings, and you have to rely on you."
"I?"
"Yes. This medicine can make people gaffes. What better occasion than the birthday of the emperor grandmother?"
King Xiang's sword tightened his eyebrows: "Of course it's good to make Lao Qi gaffe on such an occasion, but how can there be a chance to poison Lao Qi?"
Wang Qi smiled upon hearing this: "The reason why I found my eighth brother instead of doing it myself is not because I want to stay out of the matter, but my eighth brother has a better chance than me."
Xiang Wang pursed his thin lips slightly, waiting for Qi Wang to give an explanation.
King Qi played with the little white porcelain bottle, and said without hesitation: "The eighth brother has also seen it, and the old Qi doesn't pay much attention to me on weekdays. If I toast him, I will be pushed away by him if I can't say it. Just mention a little bit about entering the palace with him that day, I want to come to this glass of comforting wine, Lao Qi is willing to drink with you, after all, Lao Qi is the kind of person who even cuts a knife after stepping on someone..."
Wang Xiang's eyes flickered, and he moved a little.
If he could get out of his body after poisoning Lao Qi, he wouldn't mind giving it a try.
After all, everything is risky, and what the fourth child needs is not a helper who just wants to sit back and enjoy it.
But if you miss it--
King Qi knew King Xiang’s concerns, and smiled:
This medicine can dissolve in the wine instantly. The eighth brother only needs to quietly prescribe the medicine while toasting. Later, I will also toast the old man, and others will follow him. If you are crazy, you won’t find it on this glass of wine, but you can rest assured."
Seeing King Xiang's delay in speaking, King Qi sighed: "If the eighth brother feels embarrassed, let's find another chance in Japan. I'm afraid that my father can suddenly put Lao Qi in the queen's name today, and tomorrow he can suddenly take the prince. The position was given to Lao Qi, and then it won’t be easy to shake Lao Qi..."
The words of King Qi finally prompted King Xiang to make up his mind and gritted his teeth and said: "Dang Duan keeps suffering from the chaos, so let's do it."
He helped the fourth child as well as himself. As long as he succeeded, he could sit back and relax in the future.
On occasions like the Queen Mother’s birthday, everyone respects him. Who can find his glass of wine?
Furthermore, when the old Qi got gloomy when the time came, he might just blast him out because of his father's concern for the emperor grandmother. There would be no chance to explain it. What can he check?
King Qi smiled and patted King Xiang on the shoulder: "Then please take care of the eighth brother. When the matter is over, my brother will thank you well."
King Xiang grinned: "Since Brother Si said this, it's too much. We brothers still need to talk about this."
The two shook hands and smiled at each other.
In the blink of an eye, it was the Queen Mother’s birthday, Yu Jin and Jiang Si got on the carriage and rushed to the palace together.
In the car, Yu Jin lazily leaned against the wall of the car and asked with a smile, "Ah, you said that there will be no moths in the birthday party today?"