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The magnificent and majestic palace of the King of Han is full of green lanterns.

Since the second prince came out of the palace, he returned to his palace and returned to his study.

A bronze ancient lamp on the purple and red sandalwood table illuminates this dark room brightly, and also illuminates the faces of the two people in the room clearly.

The second prince was sitting on his wooden chair full of walking patterns at this time, and the sadness and unwillingness had long since receded from his face.

What was left behind was a deep self-confidence and incomparable arrogance, just like the beast wooden chair he sat on, with teeth and claws.

"Since my father has said that we will discuss it in the future, this matter has come to an end."

For the last words of his father at the time of the court meeting. He wasn't very satisfied, but it was a good result.

Because, at least he can stay in the capital, so this shows that he still has a chance.

"Your Highness, this is a temporary relief. But after all, it's not a long-term solution, is His Royal Highness still ready to go to this Qingzhou? ”。

The person who spoke was none other than Wang Yan, the head of the household who spoke for the second prince during the court meeting.

He always felt that the two places proposed by the Holy Lord today did not really want the second prince to go.

Instead, it was something else, but it was not something he could have imagined.

"The fief is no longer harmful, since my father asked me to stay in the capital, I want to see how this king can sit on the throne of the East Palace. Let's see what kind of virtue and ability this king can make, so that my father can remove the crown prince and set up this king instead." There was a deep confidence and even arrogance in his words, as if he had already sat on the throne of the crown prince, as if he was about to sit on the dragon chair on the Jinluan Palace.

"Your Highness is very true. It's just that if you take a step back, Your Highness still needs to prepare for it with another hand." Wang Yancai said worriedly.

Because if the Jingshi fails to set up another prince, the second prince will eventually go to the fiefdom.

But compared with the worried look on Wang Yan's face, the expression of the second prince did not change his arrogance and confidence.

Obviously, he had already thought about the decision, only to see him say coldly, "Hubei." If the Beijing master fails, this king will ask his father to go to Hubei."

The confidence is still there, and his words seem to indicate that this Hubei place is already in his pocket.

When Wang Yan heard the second prince talk about Hubei, he already knew the reason.

So, I saw him say meaningfully, "Su Wushi, the contemporary disciple of Minshan, has been called by the imperial court to go to Fujian and prepare to go to sea."

"Hahahaha".

For Wang Yan to guess his thoughts, the conceited prince did not show a trace of displeasure, but he laughed out loud. It's as if I'm laughing at someone.

"The King Has His Own Arrangement"

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At noon the next day, it rained in Kaifeng.

The dripping rain fell into a gorgeous deep palace.

It stands to reason that such an atmospheric royal mansion should not appear in Kaifeng at this time.

Although it was once known as Bianjing, and although it was the ancient capital of the Eight Dynasties, it was only once.

Since the iron hooves of the Mongol army stepped into the Central Plains, the people of Kaifeng Mansion have not seen such a gorgeous palace for nearly a hundred years.

The court is full of osmanthus yellow.

In a garden in the deep palace of the palace, the osmanthus trees in the courtyard are already full of yellow osmanthus flowers. The breeze blows on the face and the fragrance is fragrant.

The rainwater dripped down the golden tiles to the red walls, into the blue bricks on the ground, and finally to a pond in the garden of the deep palace.

And next to the pond, there is a wind and rain pavilion, which is also the name given to this pavilion by the owner of this deep palace.

Because the owner here loves the rain and loves to listen to the sound of the rain.

"His Royal Highness King Zhao, the second prince has never been to Yunnan. And the saint changed the title of Qingzhou for it, but the second prince still refused a word." A man in armor and a military hat was kneeling on one knee in the pavilion, bowing his head to the man in front of him.

"Hahaha". The man smiled, and he smiled naturally, as if he was smiling without a hint of emotion.

He was very handsome and had picturesque eyebrows. His skin was very white, white like most of the literati of the Southern Song Dynasty.

But it is precisely because of the whiteness that his facial features look more distinct, especially the lips, which are almost as rosy as rouge.

Although he looked beautiful, he did not have the slightest femininity, especially those eyes, which looked both intelligent and proud.

"My royal brother is still the same, and he is still so obsessed with the position of this prince."

The man just smiled and ate a bite of the pastry, and only after the pastry was in his stomach did he speak again, "The imperial brother relied on his meritorious service to save his father, so he is so arrogant." It's just that I don't know how long my father can indulge him? ”。

"Oh yes, I've heard that it's been going on a lot of fun lately, right?" The man seemed to have suddenly thought of something, so he asked casually.

"Returning to His Royal Highness, the imperial court has issued an edict, hoping that all major sects can send their disciples to accompany General Zheng's fleet to all countries. Therefore, in recent times, some sects on the rivers and lakes have been dispatched."

"To the nations?". He silently recited these four words in his mouth, but his heart lit up, and he thought, "Father's plan is simply powerful and lofty." It seems that I am still a lot worse than my father."

But even though he thought about it, he didn't feel depressed. He just continued to say as if he didn't care, "Who is the disciple sent by the Buddha Sect?" ”。

"Returning to Your Highness, the disciple of the Buddha Sect on this trip is a disciple of Master Kongzhi, a fifteen-year-old little monk of Wunian."

"A disciple of the Master of Empty Wisdom?".

The man slowly picked up a piece of pastry and put it in his mouth.

He had been in this fiefdom for almost half a year. And the place where the sect of Buddhism is located is the place where he was sealed.

So, how could he not have visited him?

It's just that when he climbed the mountain three times to meet the master of Kongzhi, who was older than Emperor Taizu, he was ruthlessly rejected by the other party.

For this nearly 100-year-old old monk, he was a little curious.

Because he knew that his father also had an unfathomable monk beside him, and that monk was also one of the important reasons why his father was able to ascend the throne.

It's just that the monk has another unknown identity, that is, he is also the apprentice of Master Kongzhi and the senior brother of the little monk.

"Interesting, interesting".

"You let Tang Xideng also go to sea with the fleet, and by the way, take a look at who the other master of the empty wisdom master is."

Since you can't see that master, you should meet his apprentice for a while.

"Yes, Your Highness".

…….

"Ah ..... Ah ..... sneeze".

"Hahaha, it's cold. Little monk, I asked you to wear more clothes, but you just won't listen."

I saw Su Wushi sneering triumphantly at the little monk who was blowing his nose and was dumbfounded.