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Li Chongming, the prince of King Jia, who was dancing the sword, jumped up and down, and a long sword was so bad that he couldn't splash it, only to see him like a swimming dragon, and the sword light rolled in the field like mercury. A middle-aged attendant standing on the sidelines nodded as he watched, his face full of relief.

When Li Chongming gathered his strength and stood up, the entourage stepped forward to serve with a soft towel, and seeing that his son wiped his face casually, he said in a low voice: "Your Royal Highness, the representatives of all factions who went to Beijing to rebuild the martial arts record have almost all arrived. As soon as he got the news, Prince Yue Jiu took Zhou Jiyun, the sect leader of the White Lotus Sect, to the Eldest Princess's Mansion, and Shaolin, Emei, and Qingcheng also sent people over. ”

"The emperor has several sisters, only Dongyang's aunt and grandmother are blessed, but she has never fought for any real power for her cousin, who has always had a reputation for fooling around in the first years. Who would have thought that such a person who runs away at every turn and deviates from the norm would be able to join forces with the current Boss of the Second Xiangyue six years ago to bring down Wu Renyuan and Gao Zezhi? ”

The middle-aged entourage is Li Chongming's grandmother Liu Da, who has always been very measured, and when he heard Li Chongming's emotion, he said very cautiously: "What His Royal Highness said is that Yan Gongzi, as the son of the eldest princess of the hall, has served as the head of the Xuandao Hall. ”

"That's why I admire my aunt and cousin."

Li Chongming didn't say anything after all, what he admired the eldest princess of Dongyang and Yan Xu's mother and son. When he returned to the warm room from the cold martial arts arena, took off his sweat-soaked clothes, changed his clothes after scrubbing, and combed his hair again, when he went out of the house again, he had the momentum of a noble son.

King Jiawang has not made a pilgrimage for many years, and this huge King Jiawang Beppu has no owner for many years, and now the house looks neat and bright, but Li Chongming knows that except for the few retinues he brought, the rest of the people cannot be trusted, so he only tells Liu Da the truth in private. At this moment, when he left the mansion, he felt that even his breathing was much easier.

He once again confirmed in a low voice to Liu Da behind him: "Elder Shengong Menqu's side, it is indeed all arranged?" ”

"Your Royal Highness, rest assured." Liu Dawei smiled, "The ranking of the Divine Bow Sect is only before the White Lotus Sect and the Xuandao Hall, and there are nobles like His Royal Highness the Prince who are willing to favor him, how can they not agree to teach His Royal Highness the Prince of the World to shoot arrows?" ”

"Back then, the archery skills of the Divine Bow Battalion were unparalleled, who would have thought that now the Divine Bow Gate would have fallen to such a point?" Li Chongming looked at his right hand, which had been cocooned by practicing swords since he was a child, and only felt that his chest was filled with a passionate spirit.

If the little fat man is really the only son of the emperor, then the father who was once carried to the palace and raised really has nothing to complain about, because it is like Liu Feng, and most adopted sons are abandoned after their adoptive father has a parent. However, someone actually revealed a shocking secret, the little fat man, like his father King Jia, was just raised!

In this case, why can the little fat man be the king on another day, and their father and son can only be ministers?

When Li Chongming galloped to meet the people of the Shengong Gate, planning to choose a suitable person from the Shengong Gate as his master in the name of practicing archery, the little fat man Li Yiming was playing with the inner servants in the Baofu Palace.

Although this is the place where Feng Guifei was once under house arrest, and Feng Guifei also died here, after Feng Guifei passed away, Li Yiming told the emperor to remember his mother and moved here. When countless people secretly talked about the little fat man's stupidity and boldness, gloating and waiting for him to be killed, the little fat man ate and slept soundly, and he was a little fat in the first year, and there seemed to be no psychological barrier.

Because of this, the emperor once commented very satisfied with his close ministers such as the old lady Yue in private, saying that the king of England is bold and careful, filial piety to his mother, does not avoid ghosts and gods, and is a good boy. But even the little fat man only heard about the emperor's evaluation, and as for what the old lady Yue and others said to the emperor, he didn't know at all.

At this time, the little fat man and a few chamberlains were playing with a monopoly man. The various games that Yue Qianqiu took out at the birthday banquet have been all the rage in Jinling in the past six years, and they were all launched by the Qin family brothers, the third wife of Yue. As for what kind of cooperation there is and how the profits are distributed, that is the Qin family's trade secret, and even the third wife didn't ask about it, let alone others.

Seeing that he had lost all his chips again, the little fat man threw down the dice in his hand angrily, and said angrily: "Don't play, you win, today is over!" ”

Although he won the little fat man, several of the chamberlains were not sincere and fearful, but they were noisy, and the gratitude of the thanks, and they quickly divided the lottery that the little fat man had taken out before.

Ever since the little fat man became obsessed with these games, and often dragged them to play, they found that the emperor's only son did not like to be let by others, and preferred people to win him with all their strength - as long as he did not let his shaved head lose to the end, the one who won the most was often rewarded handsomely. Over time, accompanying the British king has become the most popular job in the entire palace, and there is no one.

And the one who won the most today was Huang Jiu, the inner servant who had been transferred to the Baofu Hall for more than half a year. Unlike the others who scattered in a hurry, he stayed alone and meticulously packed up these various chess sets. When there was no one else, he said with a smile: "Today, it was the slave maid who took the biggest share of His Royal Highness the King of England." ”

"Know you're cunning!" When the little fat man saw that he put the bag full of gold beads into his private box, he scolded angrily, "If I don't come to this set, I will still lack this money?" ”

"Yes, thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness."

Although the little fat man said this most of the time, Huang Jiu still likes to make gestures, so as not to be overly spoiled and disliked. At this time, he took the bag and put it back in his arms, and then put the private box back in its place, and he accompanied the smiling face to stand next to the little fat man with his cheeks, and said in a low voice, "According to His Highness's orders, I sent all the things to Ren Guiyi and them." ”

"What did you say?"

"A few of the ladies said something complimented or said hello."

The little fat man shrugged his shoulders, not surprised.

In other words, he was once rushed to the door with a whip, and the palace maids around him were whipped for fun, but now that time has passed, people come to the door to apologize and pretend to be a good person, which is also generous on the face, and will never accept it in my heart. Anyway, he was just doing superficial work, and he didn't expect people to really think that he would change his past mistakes and say a few good words to him in front of the emperor.

As long as the father knows, it is enough.

And every time at this time, he hated Feng Guifei very much. I think at the beginning, if it wasn't for Feng Guifei's instigation, plus he always thought that he couldn't do without Feng Guifei's protector, how could he be so stupid?

Facts have proved that as long as the father wants to eradicate it, the Feng family is a paper tiger. His real protector is only the emperor, only the emperor.

In the past few years, in addition to reading and riding horses, he will come to a game or two of games wherever he goes, and he doesn't know how much money he throws out, but it is not all to bribe people to find out the news for him, nor is it all to let people say good things for him in front of the emperor, but more to establish a generous and tolerant image. Originally, he felt that the initial results were being achieved, but now he felt that there was a bit of a crisis.

Back then, the Golden Branch was finally closed with the Beiyan Mission fabricating rumors, and he and Yue Qianqiu were unscathed. But now the palace is full of rumors that Li Chongming looks like the emperor, what is this? Is he Li Yiming the biological son of his father?

"Your Highness? Your Highness? ”

The little fat man suddenly came back to his senses and realized that he was in a daze again. He stretched his waist, and then yawned again, and when he saw Huang Jiushen mysteriously coming over, he instinctively frowned.

"Your Highness, the slave maid got the news that Li Chongming, the son of King Jia, went to see the people of Shengongmen and wanted to hire a teacher to teach him archery. He was clearly ill-intentioned and plotted against him. You must know that the reason why the Shengong Gate was demoted to the lower grade in the first place was originally for a reason. Moreover, the slave heard someone in the palace secretly chewing his tongue, saying that Li Chongming was actually the emperor's flesh and blood......"

"Shut up!"

Huang Jiu was stopped before he finished speaking. Immediately after, he fell down suddenly, and when he reacted dizzily, the collar had been grabbed by the little fat man, and the next moment, he was slapped several times by the crackling.

"If you sow discord in this way, lest the world be chaotic, you dare to say it in front of me?" The little fat man's eyes burst out with a chilling light, "Although I'm not the one who has countless twists and turns in Yue Qianqiu's head, I'm not stupid!" ”

didn't give Huang Jiu any chance to explain, the little fat man directly gave someone a head hammer with his brain, and fainted when he heard the other party's scream. He rubbed his head and stood up, rubbing his chin to think about what to do next.

Fortunately, he has quarreled with Yue Qianqiu a lot over the years, and he has fought a lot, and his thinking has broadened a lot. Otherwise, he would have to scream angrily at this time, and immediately go to find Li Chongming's stubble? Therefore, it is still very useful to have an opponent on the surface and a wise man in the secret.

He turned out a hemp rope and tied Huang Jiu into a dumpling, and then plugged this guy's mouth again, and then dragged the person out in a hurry.

After the violent vibration of the threshold and steps, and being dragged on the ground like a mop, Huang Jiu woke up unconsciously, but he struggled and begged for mercy, he actually watched himself being dragged into the vertical arch hall by the little fat man under the suspicious gaze of countless people.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard the little fat man's loud shout: "Father, the son has found a bastard with bad intentions and instigating discord!" ”