The people who have been cultivated by themselves are now under pressure, and you can imagine what kind of feeling the royal family has for Pashan.

But that's how the world is......

People go to higher places, and water flows to lower places.

I have the ability, why can't I keep going?

Just because I used to live under people, isn't that why I worked hard?

Obviously, the royal family regarded Phra Shan as a 'rebel' person, but it is important to understand that Siam is no longer an imperial state, and the so-called loyalty is mutual.

If the royal family had praised this person to the throne back then, with the ability of Song Pashan, he might have led the royal family to the peak.

The world is unpredictable, and opportunities are fleeting.

If you can't grasp it yourself, you can't blame others.

And the present.

With Prince Zheng Wen's attitude and temperament, Qin Dong did not have a good impression of the royal family.

With such a person's mind, even if he becomes the head of a country, the prospects of Siam are not optimistic.

At this time.

It's just a greeting of remembrance.

Prince Zheng Wen couldn't help it, and asked the reason: "I don't know what Your Excellency the commander is doing here?"

Between the words, there is a faint hint of aggressiveness.

The surrounding atmosphere instantly became deadlocked, and most of the guests also felt that His Royal Highness the Prince was a little stiff, why bother? Even if everyone couldn't pee in a pot behind their backs, they didn't need to make their faces ugly, right?

What do you really think you are in front of Pashan?

Even, even Azan swallowed, he sighed silently.

He knows Zheng Wen's mentality, and has been instilled with too much imperial thinking since he was a child.

Be!

Since childhood, he has known the hatred of his family and country, and when he grows up, he can restore the country wholeheartedly and pursue the great cause.

But the problem is, overkill is not a good thing.

Pa Shan's eyes narrowed, and he turned to look at Zheng Wen again, and his voice was quite kind: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, is there any restriction on participating in the National Teacher's Festival?"

Zheng Wen was not weak at all: "After all, it is a private place, not only did you come uninvited, but you also brought a sergeant with great fanfare, is it a little inappropriate?"

This sentence can be described as blunt.

Reach out and don't hit the smiling person.

Everyone is here, do you still want to drive people away?

If you say a word, people can't get off the stage, and if it's someone else, forget it.

Who is Pashan?

If you can't let him get off the stage, do you have any good fruit to eat?

Many people in the audience couldn't help but show a little imperceptible disdain, and looked down on Zheng Wen a little.

And outside the crowd in the distance, Deng Ziqing muttered in a low voice: "The Siamese royal family can have today, and it can't escape the control of the old king Zheng Pu, and grandpa also praises the old king, he was in the darkest and chaotic period of Siam, but he led the royal family step by step to today." ”

"If it can continue to be maintained, it is not impossible for the Siamese royal family to return to the throne. ”

"But now it seems that the old king is seriously ill, and this successor is a little too taken for granted and does not take it for granted. ”

In this regard, Liu Wei also shook his head.

Qin Dong didn't say much.

His eyes were fixed on Pashan, and he was curious about what Pashan would do.

Because of the way he coped, he might be able to see what he meant. Qin Dong can be sure that Pashan's visit is by no means as simple as a sightseeing guest, since he has come to the door, he must be doing something.

Countless people also maintained the same thoughts as Qin Dong and waited for Pashan's reaction.

Pashan's smile gradually turned cold, and he said: "I forgot, it seems that the National Teacher Puja needs some invitations, and I don't know if my hearsay is accurate, only if Siam has a lot of power and status, he can be invited, and ordinary people are not qualified to participate." ”

"That's right!" Pashan turned his head and looked at Azan Tunting, "National Teacher, take the liberty of speaking, what are the conditions for participating in the Puja? I don't know if there is any entrance fee? or am I hearsay......

"Those warlords in the Golden Triangle pay a lot of money to the national teacher every year, and many people worship under the national teacher. ”

"Why don't you give a number to the national teacher, let me hear if it's appropriate......"

"Although I am the commander of the army, my salary is not high, but my family has also done some business, and I have a small fortune, but I don't know if I can afford it!"

！！！

The audience was silent.

Zheng Wen trembled all over at this time......

'He found out, he really found out!'

'Does he know all that we have done?'

Otherwise, Zheng Wen would not be able to do it, and now his expression seems to have the four big words 'at a loss'.

And the surrounding guests were also throbbing.

Some people unconsciously looked out of the manor, fearing that there would be an influx of sergeants in the next moment......

Songpashan is here, I'm afraid it's not to copy the old bottom of the national teacher.

Right now.

Azanton smiled loudly: "Hahaha......"

"Commander Pashan, I really like to joke! It hasn't changed at all from twenty years ago......

"I don't know who spread some crooked ways outside, there are indeed corresponding conditions for participating in the meeting, but it is also to avoid the Dharma Festival being corrected, although the common people can't come in, but every year on the Festival Festival, I will open an altar for the people to enjoy the Buddha's teachings. ”

A Tai Chi blow unloaded the strength of Pashan, which is amazing.

But Pashan didn't seem to have any intention of giving up.

As Qin Dong thought, he was by no means a tourist here, and Zheng Wen's attitude gave him an excellent breakthrough.

There is always a reason to be mad.

"Oh, according to the words of the national teacher, why have I never received an invitation? Is it because I am not qualified?"

Azan Tunting continued to smile and said: "Your Excellency the Commander has a lot of opportunities every day, and he is entangled in military affairs, so I am afraid of inconvenience......"

"Hehehe. ”

"What about our Royal Highness the Prince?" Pa Shan glanced at Zheng Wen and stared at him, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, you are a prince, not in charge of government affairs, but dedicated to the Buddha, I'm afraid it's not appropriate, right?"

Isn't Zheng Wen going to be aggressive?

Then I, Pashan, will be more aggressive than you, and I will only exchange courtesies.

Zheng Wenyu stopped, where was Pashan's opponent, raised his hand and pointed: "You...... What do you mean?"

"I, I'm here to pray for my father......

"Prayer?" Before he could finish speaking, Pashan interrupted him again, "If the prayer is useful, His Majesty the King should have been healed after the prayer puja of many mages a month ago." ”

A month ago, there was indeed a prayer for the king.

But birth, old age, sickness and death, where can a puja be controlled?

"And I have heard that the national teacher is highly cultivated and proficient in medical skills, since the national teacher has such great skills, and he has not improved after consulting His Majesty the King many times, what is the use of praying for blessings?"

"Now that His Majesty is critically ill, as the prince, shouldn't His Royal Highness the Prince be more prepared and familiar with government affairs in order to take over the big responsibility?"

A remark.

It made Zheng Wen speechless, and his face turned red.

The surrounding guests had different looks, compared to Pashan, Zheng Wen's level was too low and too low.

But.

Azantun's upright figure suddenly floated, and only in a trance of everyone, he appeared in front of Zheng Wen in an instant, and looked at Pashan-

"Your Excellency, Commander. ”

"You also know that the old king is seriously ill and in danger, His Royal Highness the prince is a son of man, naturally heartbroken, if he is only the prince, he can't have ordinary people's emotions and desires, but it's not right, he came to the festival to relax, I don't think there's anything wrong. ”

"Your Excellency, Commander, I haven't mentioned what you're here for......"

"Do you want to listen to the Dharma of this seat, or is there something else? If not, then this seat will not be delivered, and the puja will begin, lest the hospitality be poor!!"

When the two looked at each other, Azan Tunting also restrained his smile.

After all, this manor is also his dharma field.

Monks have the dignity of monks, which cannot be trampled on.

Pashan's eyes trembled, and the cultivation that Azan Tunting revealed made him feel panicked.

However, at this very moment.

A laugh rang out......

"Hehe, senior brother, I haven't seen you for thirty years, don't come unharmed. ”

"Your Excellency Commander is here this time, but I have asked many times to come and compete with the national teacher......"

The voice fluttered.

When everyone looked back, they saw a person floating quickly.

Every time he stepped on the ground, he leaped more than ten meters, and his body was light.

The person who came was dressed in a robe and monk's robe, with half of his arms missing, revealing a sense of fierceness.

Azan tun's eyes straightened—

"Arondo!"

"It's ?!! you"