Chapter 190: Face Saint
It's just that the coincidence in front of me is still a beautiful talk, but the few times I saw it later is not easy to say, Yang Kun is still leading the forbidden army to watch, how could he not be stupid enough to say this to provoke Yang Kun.
But if the prince doesn't say it, doesn't Yang Kun know?
Originally, his expression was still calm, but after listening to the prince's rather ostentatious words, Yang Kun's face was completely distorted, and his eyes were red and terrifying, which frightened several princes, and they thought that he was going to launch a rebellion.
The crown prince frowned, as the crown prince, his status is extremely noble, and he wants Yang Kun's daughter to be the crown princess, but he is promoting him, Yang Kun is still not happy, who can show this attitude.
Yang Kun couldn't bear it anymore, raised the spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear went straight at the prince.
Yang Kun has led the forbidden army for many years, and his body is very warlike, with a pair of eyes as if they have been quenched with poison, and he stares at the prince gloomily like a poisonous snake.
That look made the prince, who was the prince, couldn't help it, and took a step back.
cowardly in front of several imperial brothers, maybe he couldn't hold his face, the prince had a little more anger on his face, and his tone was a little rushed.
"What does General Yang mean by this, the saint is still in the emperor's tent, you monarchs and ministers get along, how much does your father trust General Yang, is this how the general repays his father?"
King Xian stepped forward and pressed the prince's shoulder, showed a peacemaker's smile, and said softly, "The prince should say a few words." β
Isn't that messy enough?
Yang Kun did not do it directly, but chose to come out by himself and confront the princes, perhaps because there were other hidden secrets.
The two brothers are not stupid people, and when they look at each other, they understand what the other party thinks.
King Xian bowed his hand to Yang Kun and said very politely: "General Yang is trusted by his father, this must be a misunderstanding, if the general is dissatisfied, he can also say it, although his father is not there, the prince can do the master." β
Yang Kun sneered, but his face did not dare to agree, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is noble and noble, but he does not dare to let the Prince be the master." β
Although he refused, he could hear that there was something unspeakable.
The prince's mind moved, could it be that this Yang Kun really didn't accept anyone's benefits and wanted to launch a coup d'Γ©tat?
It's just that if he makes such a come, no matter what he asks for and whether the prince agrees or not, neither the saint nor the prince will trust Yang Kun anymore.
What is the matter, Yang Kun has to lose the future of the family, and he has to make such a big fuss.
The crown prince echoed King Xian's words and said, "If General Yang really wants to plead his case, the royal brothers are here, and it is straightforward." β
The prince has always been arrogant, so he is so soft, just because the other party has soldiers under him, otherwise how could he see the prince so embarrassed.
He pretended to be a ball of harmony on his face, but in fact, he was so embarrassed by Yang Kun, and he was already angry in his heart, thinking about letting Yang Kun be arrogant first.
After the army is withdrawn, even if the prince provokes the dissatisfaction of the saint, he will have to make the Yang Kun family pay the price in order to eliminate the hatred in his heart that the prince has been surrounded here.
Yang Kun didn't look at the prince, with a look of disdain, "I was going to see the saint." β
The prince was stunned and almost angry.
King Xian smiled, "It's not that my father doesn't want to see the general, it's just that my father is sick and can't go out." β
"Since it is inconvenient for the saint to be sick, then he will go inside to face the saint."
Yang Kun didn't dislike it, and took two steps forward with a gun, which made the prince's guards nervous, and took two steps back to protect the prince.
The prince's face became even more ugly, and Yang Kun's mercenary made a mistake and let him in, so that the courtiers knew that he was not allowed to scold him to death as a prince.
What's more, what if Yang Kun is either to express his feelings, or wants to kill the king, no matter whether his father survives or not, as long as the prince survives, what awaits him is verbal and written.
Although the crown prince wants his father to abdicate, it is not such an abdication method.
"Joke, is my father something you can see when you meet?"
As soon as the prince was a little stiffer, a flustered palace maid came out of the imperial tent.
Seeing the scene of the soldiers meeting outside, the palace maid's face became even paler, and she bowed to the prince in a trembling manner, and said, "Tell the prince, the saint asked General Yang to go in and reply." β
The prince's expression was a little distorted, and he said angrily: "What does my father think, aren't you afraid that Yang Kun will be bold and reckless and intend to kill the king?" β
King Xian couldn't wait to gag the prince's mouth and tell him to stop talking, for fear that the evil star wouldn't hear.
The princes were surrounded in one place, struggling to walk, and did not dare to go out, but Yang Kun relied on his martial arts skills and was bold, so he came alone.
The prince's eyes flashed, and he had the intention to let the guards take this opportunity to capture Yang Kun, but he couldn't say it, otherwise the forbidden troops who were holding swords and facing them with their edges would not spare him, so he could only pray that the guards would seize the opportunity.
The prince's wishes were soon frustrated.
Most of the guards are from noble families, they have never been on the battlefield, and in the face of the evil star with blood on their hands, even if the other party is alone, they are afraid enough.
Holding the sword at him, but as he walked over step by step, he spontaneously pushed away to both sides, making way for Yang Kun.
Yang Kun walked past the prince, didn't give him half a look, and walked straight into the imperial tent.
The palace maid who came out to deliver the message was frightened by this meeting, and she didn't bother to go back to pass the word, and fell in a corner trembling.
The prince was so neglected, his face was gloomy like the bottom of a pot, and he was dragged in by King Xian, how could the remaining princes dare to stay, and hurriedly followed in, and the front of the imperial tent quieted down.
Mo Changju, who was hiding in the tree, watched this scene quietly, very confused.
Is it a battle for succession?
I thought it was a big show, but although the two parties had some quarrels, the whole process was harmonious, and he didn't even see any blood, and he didn't know what medicine was sold in the gourd, so he was a little irritable.
It's not good to stay on the tree, and the branches are panicked.
Mo Chang was hiding among the branches and leaves, boredly waiting for the people in the imperial tent to negotiate, but unfortunately the imperial tent was very big, and he couldn't get too close, so he couldn't hear what was said inside.
That is, this tree that does not lose its leaves in winter helps, otherwise he really has no place to stay, looking down at the tree, now it is also surrounded by people, it is a guard who keeps coming.
He is in a dilemma now, even if he has seen enough of the play, it is not good to be quiet, and nothing has happened to him.
Fortunately, he took precautions, and when he came out, he changed into the clothes of a guard, quietly slipped down a branch, and stood behind one of the guards.
The guard felt a voice behind him, but when he looked back, he didn't notice anything wrong, but there was a new face in the ranks.
He asked casually: "Which lieutenant general are you, why haven't you seen it?" β
Mo Chang smiled, "I didn't find the team when I came over, I was afraid of delaying the military order, and now I don't know where to go." β