Jinyang City, inside the majestic palace, inside and outside.

King Jin Shizi squinted at the young man in front of him, suddenly grinned, and slammed his shoulder, "What do you think, you and I are of the same blood, sharing weal and woe, honor and disgrace, how can we be in the inner wall?" ”

Xiahou Chun smiled freely, "What the elder brother said is very true, but it is the heart of the little brother and the villain." ”

The solemn atmosphere eased, and the trace of hostility wafting around gradually dissipated.

Xiahou Chun turned a deaf ear and walked into the living room with Xiahou Mo talking and laughing.

But between the corridors and pavilions, the twists and turns, the pond water is full of waist, the ducks are playing, and the feathers are swimming.

Hundreds of flowers compete for beauty, rare birds goose necks stand upright, elegant and proud, there are strings fairy song floating between the buildings, lingering in the ears, endlessly.

Jumping over the purple belt and red scarf, the graceful Miaoman woman danced, her movements were smooth, seductive, and Murong and the others blushed.

Xiahou Chun stroked his palms and praised, "Sheng's singing and dancing, my brother can be said to have vividly interpreted the true meaning of 'Merry'. ”

His Royal Highness stood with his hands in his hands, smiled indifferently, and said softly: "Mu Xiuxiu is in the forest, the wind will destroy it, since you and I were born in your family, we know that everything can't be avoided." ”

Xiahou Chun smiled slightly, glanced at him sideways, and smiled.

It's really a thief.

It's just a matter of talking about rebellion in front of the master, after all, he Xiahou Chun is not a good person, but Lao Tzu's rebellion is our family's business, what is it that you are a 'prince of Jin' mixed in?

What about the struggle for family property?

Heh, you still borrow soldiers, you don't really think Lao Tzu is stupid, right?

With a smoke in his mind, he asked with a smile: "By the way, I have been in the mansion for so long, and I haven't seen Uncle Wang yet." ”

Xiahou Mo glanced at Xiahou Chun deeply, and said, "Father is waiting for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the study. ”

After the personal relationship is over, it is a business matter.

Xiahou Chun said with a smile: "There is Brother Lao Wang to lead the way." ”

Half an hour later, under the leadership of Xiahou Mo, several people saw the new king again after passing through the heavy guards.

Before entering the study, Xiahou Mo turned his head and apologized to Murong Yan and the others: "Bother a few people to wait for a while." ”

Murong Yan, Shen Guangyin and the others didn't care, but Tianxin snorted lightly, "What, I'm afraid that I will reveal your plan for rebellion?" ”

After Xiahou Mo looked Tianxin up and down a few times, he said with a smile: "If the Ruthless Dao Pulse wasn't for the high level of the eye, it wouldn't have fallen to this. ”

Tianxin's face was cold, and he was about to have a seizure.

Several astonishing aura immediately surfaced around her, instantly locking her in.

Tianxin's expression froze, and after snorting coldly, he died down.

The situation is not as good as the people, and I have to bow my head.

Xiahou Mo stretched out his hand to invite, "Please!" ”

"Thank you."

After thanking him, Xiahou Chun stepped into the study with his robe in his hand.

As soon as Fang entered, there was a thick aroma on the tip of his nose.

Xiahou Chun is silent, it is a mixture of medicinal incense and sandalwood.

Sandalwood is easy to understand, calm down.

As for the medicinal fragrance, it is intriguing.

It is rumored that the old prince Xiahou Rong has been ill for a long time and it is difficult for Shen Ke to return, but now it seems that it is not a lie.

There was a glimmer of light in his eyes, it seemed that the 'hereditary replacement' of this new prince was much more sudden than the rumors.

He silently thought in his heart, a generation of new people give the old, but it is a new peach for the old.

In the study, the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were all ready, and Xiahou Rong, who had changed into a brocade robe, said without raising his head: "You go down, I'll talk to His Highness alone." ”

Xiahou Mo respectfully retreated.

With a squeak, the door was closed, the snow outside the room was darkening, and the atmosphere in the room was slightly condensed.

The new king did not speak, and Xiahou Chun was silent.

He watched the other party twist the wolf's hair, and scolded Fang Xuan on the ruler rice paper, vertical and horizontal, quite a trend of iron painting silver hooks.

Less, put down the pen.

He exhaled softly, a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

Glancing at Xiahou Chun, there seemed to be a different color, "What, don't you say hello?" ”

An abrupt voice sounded, and Xiahou Chun raised his eyes.

A middle-aged face came into view, and his person was five points similar to Emperor Jing, but he did not have the supreme temperament of looking down on Jiuzhou.

However, the aura of the prince lingers around the body, and with the blessing of the Xuanmen cultivation, the thick majesty slowly spreads, which is not much better than the emperor.

Xiahou Chun's face did not change, don't say that the prince will be angry, even if Emperor Jing is in front, he is also calm and calm.

After hearing Xiahou Rong's words, Xiahou Chun bowed down without humility or arrogance: "Nephew to see uncle." ”

Xiahou Rong nodded lightly and nodded indifferently, "No need to be polite." ”

The corners of Xiahou Chun's mouth twitched, and he swallowed this sullen breath.

"Tell me, what is the matter with this king?"

Xiahou Rong's face was calm, as if it was not him who had just made a move with Xiahou Chun.

The atmosphere in the room was weird, Xiahou Chun lowered his eyes, and said softly: "Father and Emperor sent his nephew to ask Uncle Uncle, have you let go of the things back then?" ”

Xiahou Rong looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes were gloomy, and he was silent.

Xiahou Chun looked at each other calmly and smiled gently.

If you oppress me with your elders, I will suppress you with my old man.

If you have the ability, you'll kill me.

The middle-aged man's face softened, as if he was satisfied, and suddenly praised: "It is worthy of being a child of my Xiahou clan." ”

He glanced at Xiahou Mo, who was laughing and chatting with Murong Yan and the others outside the door, and secretly snorted coldly, he waved his hand and said, "Say, what is the so-called matter of coming here to this king?" ”

Xiahou Chun restrained his smile and bowed to Xiahou Rong, "This palace asks the prince to send troops for the sake of hundreds of thousands of Dajing people in the north." ”

The hand in the room can be heard falling suddenly.

The middle-aged man looked calm, looked at Xiahou Chun, and after being silent for a long time, he slowly spit out a sentence:

"You're not qualified enough."

Xiahou Chun got up and said softly: "The identity of the prince is not good? ”

The other party sneered, "Unless you come, I won't give you a single one." ”

Selfishness is nature, but to see hundreds of thousands of people die tragically under the iron hoof, that is to hurt the conscience of heaven.

Xiahou Chun was not annoyed, but said softly: "Uncle didn't think about sitting north and facing south?" ”

Xiahou Rong was furious: "Presumptuous!! ”

The deafening explosion exploded instantly.

There were many people inside and outside the study in an instant, and there were twenty people who appeared in an instant.

A suffocating aura enveloped Xiahou Chun at the same time, locking him to death.

Any action is bound to be devastating.

This is the accumulation of the Jin Palace's savings for many years.

Seeing that Xiahou Rong looked like he was devouring people, Xiahou Chun knew that he couldn't find anything out of this old fox.

He sighed secretly and smiled apologetically, "Uncle, don't blame me, it's my nephew talking nonsense." ”

Xiahou Rong waved his hand lightly, and the figure gradually became alienated, and then disappeared.

But Xiahou Chun's eyes drooped and he was cold.

As soon as he inherited the throne, he completely controlled the Jin Palace, which shows the high means of it.

It seems that the past 20 years have not been in vain.

After Xia Hou looked at this nephew steadily, he suddenly said, "My nephew is not worried about my father and son? ”

Xiahou Chun scolded in his heart, isn't this nonsense, your son was still plotting a rebellion with me just now, do you think I can't worry?

However, it was a personal grudge before, and talking to this new king at this moment is to represent the one behind him.

This is a game between the two main veins of the Xiahou clan, and it is also a mutual temptation.

It is also a kind of contest and compromise that even Xiahou Chun can't see.

It's just that Xiahou Chun is a marionette, while Xiahou Rong is a chess player.

A faint sigh sounded in his ears: "Nephew, when do you say Your Majesty will return?" ”

Xiahou Chun's eyelids jumped slightly, and after a moment of silence, he smiled lowly: "Father's destiny is in his body, how can a little deceptive thieves stop it?" ”

Xiahou Rong's face was unfathomable, and Gu Zuo said to him: "I don't know how His Highness plans to do it?" ”

Xiahou Chun squinted slightly: "I don't know what my uncle meant?" ”

The middle-aged body leaned forward slightly, as if there was a sign of aggression.

His eyes were deep, and he said word by word: "Now that Your Majesty is fighting against Xuanshou, and the demon concubine is too good, hasn't the prince thought of starting a new stove?" ”

Xiahou Chun's heart jumped suddenly, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

For a moment, he was silent.

It's false.

Even what he did after he came out of Taikang was all for the sake of 'two flowers'.

But it's about himself, not a puppet.

So he refused with dignity, "Uncle's words are wrong! ”

"Since this palace is the prince of Dajing, how can he disrupt the country with selfishness and corrupt the ancestors?"

He flicked his sleeve robe, "My nephew came here today just to visit his relatives in the clan, and he has no other intentions." ”

He turned around and wanted to leave, "Today's words, this palace should have never heard it, and I hope that my uncle will do it." ”

Since we can't talk about it, then withdraw, and it's useless to talk more.

Xiahou Rong squinted slightly, a little hesitant in his heart.

He was thinking about whether to ban Xiahou Chun here?

Immediately, he shook his head secretly, if this was the case, it was undoubtedly a handle for Taikang.

Big things are coming, don't lose big because of small things.