Yes, yes, the seventh brother is one of the best in riding and shooting, why isn't the thirteenth brother better than riding and shooting? ”

"What? Seventh brother, don't you dare to compare swordsmanship with me? The Thirteenth Prince said with a smile.

"Thirteenth brother, do our brothers have to make a fuss like this!" The Seven Princes looked like they were a little sad.

"Why, what Brother Qi said, my brother didn't make trouble with you, Brother Qi, it's not that my brother said you, do you think that a slave's child really has the ability to ascend the throne and can really govern Beirong?" The Thirteen Princes approached Rong Huai and whispered, but this voice could be heard by almost everyone.

"Seventh brother, this is the last time I call you that." Rong Huai suddenly spoke.

The Thirteenth Prince was stunned for a moment, and turned his head away indifferently.

The seventh prince Rong Huai ascended the throne, everyone really didn't expect it, after all, Rong Huai was really the son of a female slave, at that time, a female slave who served the king of Beirong was favored by the king of Beirong, forcibly occupied after drinking, and finally gave birth to the seventh prince Rong Huai, so Rong Huai's birth may be a joke in the eyes of many people, and no child born by a slave can become a prince.

Unexpectedly, when Rong Huai was ten years old, he rescued the king of Beirong during a hunt, and the king of Beirong began to pay attention to this son from then on.

But the children born to slaves really can't be on the stage, and Rong Huai is still subjected to the white eyes and sneers of others in Beirong.

Thinking of this, everyone had a terrible thought in their hearts, is it that over the years, Rong Huai has been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger to recuperate.

If that's the case, none of them can play Rong Huai at all.

"Let's go out and have a try." Rong Huai said. When the thirteen princes heard this, they were overjoyed, and began to gear up, and followed Rong Huai out of the hall, and everyone followed out.

The thirteenth prince said that he was offended, raised the knife in his hand, and rushed towards Rong Huai, seeing that the knife was about to cut Rong Huai's head, Rong Huai still did not move.

"Seventh brother, be careful!" The prince reminded him. Rong Huai nodded.

Before the thirteenth prince could react, he was already lying on the ground.

"Thirteenth Prince, how are you?" The eunuch next to him greeted him in a hurry. Unexpectedly, the thirteenth prince didn't speak, he bounced up directly and rushed over with a knife in his hand, which was a red eye.

Just now the thirteenth prince fell to the ground, and he didn't see the means of the seventh prince clearly, but the other princes on the side could be regarded as seeing it clearly, the seventh prince Rong Huai's move just now was very exquisite, on the one hand, he directly pushed away the thirteenth prince, and on the other hand, he gave the thirteenth prince a fierce blow.

That's why the Thirteen Princes fell to the ground. So the thirteen princes have actually lost, and now it is actually unruly to rush towards the seven princes with a knife, but there are not a few princes to stop them, everyone is selfish, if this battle, both of them are defeated, it is best that the seven princes and the thirteen princes can become crippled, in that way, there are two fewer contenders for the heir to the throne.

But things are not as expected, of course, the seventh prince will not let the thirteenth prince get his wish, when the thirteenth prince rushed over again, the knife in the hand of the seventh prince turned a strange arc, and it turned towards himself, everyone thought that Rong Huai was crazy and wanted to commit suicide, but in the end, he stabbed the thirteen princes in the stomach.

The Thirteenth Prince fell to the ground, his eyes still wide open.

Everyone didn't react, but they didn't expect the thirteen princes, who had always been arrogant and domineering, to die like this.

The Seventh Prince's move just now also made everyone fall into deep thought, it was difficult for a few of them to be able to compete with the Seventh Prince's martial arts, this was the only thought that came to them when they just saw the Seventh Prince and the Thirteenth Prince fighting.

That is to say, the Seventh Prince has actually been disguising himself all these years.

Thinking of this made people's backs chill, at that time, they thought that talents such as the third prince and the thirteenth prince were the most favorable contenders for the throne, but in fact, compared with Rong Huai, the two of them were much inferior.

"Thanks to the care of the brothers, now that the third brother is dead, and the whereabouts of my father are unknown, we in Beirong must unite and defeat Daqi, as for our own affairs, it will be too late to talk slowly in the future." Rong Huai looked around, looked at the expressions on everyone's faces, and said lightly, but his heart had already begun to be ruthless, none of his brothers, he actually didn't plan to stay, he would do it step by step in the future, and if he did it now, he would only startle the snake.

"Listen to the seventh brother." The second prince has always been a person who meets the wind and rudder, and now that the overall situation has been decided, they have no way to refute it, so the second prince might as well show favor first and leave a good impression on Rong Huai.

"Thank you, brothers and sisters," Rong Huai said with a smile, but everyone could clearly notice that Rong Huai's smile at this moment was different from before.

A wolf has to be raised like a dog, and in the end the wolf will not become a dog.

After everyone left, Rong Huai walked step by step to the seat symbolizing the king's power.

"Mother, have you seen it? The son did it. Rong Huai muttered to himself, and then sat directly on the king's chair.

A tear slipped from the corner of Rong Huai's eyes, and it took a long time for Rong Huai to get up from his seat.

"Come, preach the message." Rong Huai said loudly.

"Yes, Your Majesty." The squire walked in and said respectfully.

"Beirong immediately withdrew his troops from the territory of Daqi, there must be no mistake, and sent someone to negotiate peace with King Gaoyang, saying that our Beirong is willing to make friends with Daqi forever, and will never betray Daqi, in order to show our hearts, we are willing to give all the fifteen cities north of Daqi to Daqi." Rong Huai said.

The attendants who came to deliver the decree were stunned when they heard Rong Huai's words.

"What? Didn't get it? Rong Huai looked at the honest attendant and asked coldly.

"Yes, your king, the slave will go." The attendant nodded hurriedly and retreated.

It is conceivable that Rong Huai's holy decree of course set off a monstrous wave, and the next day the Beirong Palace was crowded with royal relatives and nobles.

"Seventh brother, are you serious about this holy decree?"

"Seventh brother, you're too childish, what's the matter?"

"Seventh brother, why should we talk to Daqi, Daqi is too deceitful!"

Not only the prince of Beirong, but even some princesses and relatives of the emperor came to the palace.

Rong Huai didn't speak, and listened to everyone's chatter.

"Finished?" Rong Huai asked.

"Seventh brother?"

Everyone was stunned, and someone keenly found that Rong Huai's mood was no longer good.

"In the end, am I the emperor, or are you the emperor?" Rong Huai asked.

Everyone looked at each other and said nothing.

"But the seventh brother ......," someone still wanted to refute.

"Do you think it's inappropriate for me to make peace with Daqi?" Rong Huai asked.

Someone nodded.

"Okay, so what's wrong with you?" Rong Huai continued to ask.

"Seventh brother, we Beirong are all good men, we have been galloping on the battlefield for many years, and now we are halfway through the fight with Daqi, you suddenly make peace, do this, where is our Beirong's face?" Someone said.

Rong Huai snorted coldly when he heard this.

"Face? Face is more important than life? Rong Huai asked.

The crowd was silent.

"We fight with the strength of the entire Beirong and the Great Qi, what is the final outcome? It's just a lose-lose situation, don't forget that there is a southern Xinjiang in this world. At that time, as long as the southern Xinjiang uses a little troops, can Beirong and Daqi still be good? If you don't make peace, if you don't talk about peace, do you think we can fight too much? It's not that I'm so ambitious that I'm going to destroy my own prestige, Daqi's explosives are far better than ours, so I don't need to remind you about this, right? What do we use to fight with the Great Qi! Tell me, what to fight with! Rong Huai said a lot in one breath, and after finishing speaking, he looked at everyone in front of him like a torch.

Everyone was silent, what Rong Huai said was not wrong, and they had no reason to refute it at all.

The crowd came and went.

Rong Huai stared at the ground of the main hall for a long time.

After Zhang Jirin killed Rong Zhang, he did not return immediately, but went directly from that place to the Beirong Palace, and went to the mansion of the Seventh Prince Rong Huai.

"Who?" Rong Huai asked.

"Sure enough, none of the rumors can be trusted." Zhang Jilin came out of the shadows and said that almost as soon as he entered Rong Huai's study, he was discovered by Rong Huai.

"King Gaoyang?" Rong Huai stared at Zhang Jirin for a while, and immediately recognized Zhang Jirin's identity.

"Seven princes, fortunately." Zhang Jirin arched his hand.

"I don't know what King Gaoyang has to do when he comes to me at this time." Rong Huai didn't look nervous at all, not surprised at all, which made Zhang Jirin even more sure that the Seven Princes were different from the rumors, and there were also a few people in this world who didn't live with masks, and even he was different from the rumors in the outside world.

It is rumored that King Gaoyang is more than eight feet tall, with a beautiful appearance, bloodthirsty and brutal, and can tear apart the Beirong soldiers, and the children cry when they hear it, Zhang Jilin can only twitch the corners of his mouth when he hears such rumors, in fact, he is not so terrifying.

"I heard that recently, all the princes of Beirong have been anxious about the throne." Zhang Jirin walked up to Rong Huai and sat down casually and said.

"King Gaoyang is really well-informed, and I admire it." The Seventh Prince also sat down opposite Zhang Jirin, and now the two of them are just testing each other.

"Don't dare, don't dare, what's the matter with the Seventh Prince? Don't fight? Zhang Jilin asked.

"No, I don't care about the throne, I just like to ride horses and tease birds." Rong Huai smiled and said,

Of course, Zhang Jirin would not believe what Rong Huai said, because he saw the ambition in Rong Huai's eyes when he said this.

What people are most afraid of is that they have no ambition, and people without ambition also mean that they have no desire, and such talents are even more difficult to control, as long as they are ambitious and have desires, then they are very easy to handle.

"In this case, this king has no choice but to find other princes to cooperate." Zhang Jirin smiled slightly, got up and was about to leave, and just walked to the door, the voice of the Seven Princes behind him sounded.

"King Gaoyang stays," the Seventh Prince said.

"What else?" Zhang Jilin asked.

"I want to ask King Gaoyang, is the third brother okay now?" The Seventh Prince said.

"The Third Prince? It's dead. Zhang Jirin said unabashedly, Rong Huai was shocked, and on the surface he still looked unfazed.

"Why don't you sit down a little longer?" Rong Huai said that Zhang Jirin knew that Rong Huai's heart was moved.