Chapter 110: Candle Rhino
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Dehou's death and Yuhou's madness did not get the expected response, after all, without wearing any swords and soldiers and without an entourage, the princes could only be fat fish to be slaughtered in the edict.
The king wants to take power and establish authority, everyone thought about it and thought about how to deal with it, but they didn't understand that the final solution was so sudden.
Although, before coming, everyone didn't believe that this young monarch dared to risk the world's condemnation, and the danger of subversion of the society and the country left everyone at once.
In the end, I will take two princes with little strength and a little weaker, and start the knife.
But the fact that the slap in the face came so quickly, the blade of the iron guard was in the side of the neck, and everyone didn't dare to roar again, the man had already said it very clearly, and he did it more bluntly.
I don't play tricks with you at all.
That is, after you have done it, I will issue an edict to you, sing praises to you, and turn around and let those who have children under your command choose the weakest heir to succeed to the title, and those who do not have or only children will be selected from your clan.
When this edict was promulgated, the consequences can be imagined, and at the same time as the uproar, those stronger princes and heirs were naturally unwilling to give up the title of dispute, and the weak and sidelines were even more impossible.
After all, even the king was succeeded by the border department.
The upward and downward effects, so why can't the heirs of our princes follow the cat and the tiger?
The princes were silent and did not speak, after seeing this crazy and shameless king, they had dispelled the idea of working hard on their own, and only hoped that a few late princes outside could also create some opportunities for everyone to go out while watching the play.
After all, no one really wants to be a prisoner for a lifetime, and although everyone doesn't believe that the young monarch can withstand all the pressure and lock everyone up in the edict for the rest of his life, the longer the time drags on, the faster the situation in the fief will change.
If you're late to go back, you won't have anything to do with yourself.
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Courtyard.
Lu Ming sat on top of the thick books in the library as usual, taking advantage of the quiet environment to ponder some things that came to his mind in the Fang Cai Palace.
Unconsciously, he was used to staying here, at first it was just because he needed to look for some royal records about the gods and kings, but then he got used to staying, but it was a little unbearable to bear the atmosphere surrounded by palace maids around the front hall.
Knocking down a teacup, carving melon seeds louder, the people next to him had to lower their heads and tremble, making Lu Ming think that he was wrong somewhere, and his conscience was wrong.
Fortunately, the library pavilion is also an important place in the royal family, and the palace maid's entourage is not allowed to come to the courtyard without permission, and the original guards have also been replaced by him with iron guards, and can only wait outside the courtyard.
In the book pavilion, it was quiet and silent, and there was naturally nothing else except the rows of bookshelves.
Lying on his side in the undulating pile of books, his eyes slightly closed, his fingers rubbing his temples lightly, pondering something, when he thought of something urgent, his fingers couldn't help but rub it slightly, and a small red appeared on his forehead.
There was a slight sound of footsteps in his ears, his steps were steady, he didn't hesitate, Lu Ming didn't look up to look, since he moved in this room, no one else except Linglong could come in without being informed.
I thought so, but my irritable and contemplative state of mind suddenly quieted down with the sound of footsteps, like a pool of clear water flowing by, and only a feeling of purity was left in my mind.
Lu Ming sighed, but he couldn't help but secretly glance at the girl who came over, that playful and pink face, as long as he looked at it twice, it could always relieve a lot of boredom in his heart.
The girl wearing an elegant long skirt with a white tunic and a few silver hairpins on her head walked slowly, walked to Lu Ming's side, neither sat down and approached as usual, nor opened her mouth to speak, just watched.
The two looked at each other.
In a haze, Lu Ming seemed to see the girl in front of him change into clothes, wearing a goose yellow skirt, holding a small rectangular box in her hand, and walking on the asphalt road with light steps and looking extremely happy.
The girl seemed to be humming a little song, and seemed to be in a very happy mood, holding a small rectangular box in her left hand and flipping it back and forth between her fingers, and when the box was thrown in the air and was about to be unable to catch it, another emerald green rattan sprouted from her palm and gently extended it to trap the box.
The girl swayed the box gently, and as if she had found something, she paused and whispered something.
Lu Ming couldn't hear it clearly, so he had to subconsciously ask at the familiar figure,
"What are you talking about?"
Linglong was slightly stunned, then stretched out her hand and shook it in front of his face, "Is there too much pressure and hallucinations?" β
"When did I speak?"
Lu Ming: "......"
What's going on?
The girl saw that he didn't speak, and she didn't care about anything, she reached out and pinched both of Lu Ming's cheeks, and then with a slight force, Lu Ming's face was swollen and painful, and she gasped.
Suddenly came back to his senses, and slapped the girl's little hand open, "What are you doing?" Crazy, right, no big or small? β
"How can I say that I am also a king, can I do this to me?"
"Is this appropriate?"
"Not suitable!" Linglong nodded, then reached out and stroked his cheek, and asked again, "It's all red, doesn't it hurt?" β
"You succeeded, and you still asked me?" Lu Ming stared at his sister with wide eyes, seriously suspecting that the girl was stunned, and she didn't have any playful thoughts to play with herself.
Two days ago, the two of them were in the study to compare archery, and the girl was tinkering with the little clever tricks to make some crooked tricks, saying that the good one was better than who could shoot accurately, and the sister did directly take the apple as the target of the target in front of her little pretty face.
Can this be shot?
Can this be?
What a bastard!
Reaching out and pushing the girl away against the girl who was about to stick to his body, Lu Ming walked aside, picked up the red apple on the plate, and gently broke it, and the two halves just stuck on his red and painful face, one left and one right.
Not to mention, there are also benefits to being a king.
I haven't thought about the idea of applying apples to my face before, and it doesn't matter if it has an effect, what matters is the sense of ritual.
In short, it's waste!
Linglong walked over, looked at Lu Ming, who had returned to normal, with a trace of doubt in her eyes, and asked, "Did you dream just now?" Or is there something going on that side of you? β
Lu Ming rubbed his cheeks lightly and snorted, "No, nothing!" β
Can I tell you that I just dreamed of a beautiful big girl with a super sweet voice and whispered to me?
That can't be done!
"Did you just dream of a girl?" Linglong continued, her eyebrows jumping.
Lu Ming was suddenly taken aback, "What are you talking about, I just faced a lot of pressure from the princes in the palace, and I came back to take a nap, and there was nothing!" β
This girl is so evil, doesn't she say that she can only hear her heartbeat, how can she still hear her heart, and there is no royal law.
Can you still give Lu someone a little privacy?
"Goose yellow dress."
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"Humming a little song."
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"And whispering."
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Linglong looked at the red beams and pillars above the hall, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, she said unhurriedly, and she didn't look at Lu Ming, paused, seemed to think of something interesting, and stretched out her hand to summon the little rattan.
Flung forward, the small emerald green rattan stretched over a book, wrapping and tying up.
Before she could pull hard, Lu Ming next to her stretched out his hand to stop it, and regardless of the little apple on his face falling to the ground, he directly grabbed the girl's little hand, and picked up an apple again with the other hand and stuffed it into the girl's mouth.
"Well, the xenomorph apple that I personally cultivated in the back garden of the palace is so sweet that it can't be sweet, you can taste it!"
To Lu Ming's surprise, the girl didn't seem to be annoyed, and she didn't slap the woman like she did last time because she looked at a beautiful woman.
This time, the girl opened her small mouth unusually cooperatively, bit down on a piece of apple, and didn't care about his reckless behavior, but said with a smile, "Yes, it's very sweet." β
She reached out again and took the apple, tossed it lightly in her hand, and took a small bite of the crispy and sweet pulp, chewing it in small bites, looking at Lu Ming generally.
"Princes, officials and subjects, will it put you under a lot of pressure?"
The big straight eyes, indescribably moving, out of concentration.
Looking at the past, it seems to be different from the past.
I can't tell you how different it is.
Lu Ming suppressed the ridiculous and strange feeling in his heart, held back his palpitations, frowned and looked straight at the girl's big eyes, the two looked at each other, Lu Ming suddenly reached out and pinched her small and cute nose unexpectedly, Linglong's eyes were round and angry, and his face changed and he was about to pounce.
Lu Ming was relieved at this time, stretched out his hand and used his divine power to push the girl away, and then lay down leisurely in the pile of books next to him, and then said: "It's a big fart!" β
"I'm a rare Mingjun in Suchuan for five hundred years, these little minions will be suppressed with a flip, what pressure can there be?"
Braggart don't cost it.
Even though the descendants of the subjects of the princes' fiefs in various parts of Suchuan may rebel at any time after receiving the news and star in a new script, Lu Ming still does not have the slightest worry.
It is like a leisurely and idle prince, and in the eyes of the princes, the crazy king who has become frantic and resorts to poisonous schemes in order to seize power.
"However, what you said and did in the palace just now is a little different from what you told me before." Linglong picked up a small stool and sat down next to her, and said seriously: "Originally, we could have adopted more peaceful and secure means, why did you suddenly change your mind?" β
"Although, this plan looks good, but isn't it too hasty, and the princes have not arrived in the imperial capital."
"Can you tell us why you changed your plans?"
Lu Ming leaned on the pile of books, looked up at the girl who was seriously thinking about himself, thinking about everything in the hall, groaned slightly, and said.
"Actually, I don't care about the princes, nor do I care about the officials."
"Even, I don't care about the identity of the king."
"I don't care if I win or lose with them."
"Even if I lose everything, Zhaodu, Scarlet Sky, Iron Guard, and the King, I can live an ordinary life as if nothing happened."
After a pause, Lu Ming looked at those eyes and said seriously: "What I said is from the heart, not comfort, not decadent and frustrating, do you believe me?" β
Linglong groaned like water, and replied with a smile: "Of course, I must believe you!" β
"Even if everyone in Suchuan doesn't believe you, I will believe you!"
The girl's mind is incomprehensible, and she doesn't know why she trusts herself so much.
Lu Ming smiled a little as if he was infected, twisted his neck, changed to a more comfortable position, looked at the beams and pillars of the room, and continued: "I want to know, what is the god lord, and what is the king?" β
"What is the fragmented history of these five hundred years?"
"There seems to be a voice in my head telling me that it is more important than anything else, compared to the minions outside, and the wolves outside the edict, everything seems less important."
Linglong held her little face, looked down at him from above, and asked seriously, "Then what are you going to do?" β
ruthlessly pushed away the girl's little head, Lu Ming said: "I don't know, I don't have any clues, but maybe the princes outside have it, maybe Tianqimen has it, but they won't tell me easily." β
"So, it's still a clichΓ©, let's finish the rite of the other life first."
Linglong pressed down the big nasty hands and leaned over again, "But we went to the Bisheng Pillar last time to try, and I couldn't light the Bisheng Pillar at all, and when the time comes, if I fail again in the Pesheng ceremony, what should I do?" β
"I've read the records in the past, and anyone who doesn't light the pillar will be put to death by the liar, and then hung at the city gate to show punishment, will I be treated like this."
The two hands were slightly forced, and the delicate palms also emitted emerald green fluorescence, Lu Ming reluctantly gave up the struggle, "It must be true, in the history of the Zhaodu, there are at least dozens of hundreds of people who claim to be the gods, after all, there is no one who does not want to restore the glory of the royal family." β
"Ahh Wouldn't I ...... then?"
"Ahh Lu Ming took advantage of her exclamation, shook and struggled to sit up, reached out and pinched the corners of the fleshy mouth and cheeks, and said with a smile when the girl was about to get impatient.
"If you still fail, then I will marry you as queen!"
"There is no precedent for the execution of the queen in the edict, and no one dares to do so!"
"Tianqimen, the Yueling Clan, the Iron Guard, and the Law can't do anything to my queen, whoever comes will die!"
Linglong was stunned, her heart suddenly slowed down, and she forgot to open the big hand that was still kneading her face, and it took a long time to come back to her senses, and she said with a straight face.
"That's ...... Wouldn't it be too fast? β
"My dad, well, my dad hasn't agreed yet?"
"I, I didn't agree to it!"
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Lu Ming chuckled, put down his hand, and looked at the arrogant girl who was chattering, and was amused.
I don't know who is so clingy.
What a ......
Just as he was enjoying the girl's little expression to make her feel happy, there was a knock on the door outside, Lu Ming and Linglong walked out, and it was Ziyuan waiting outside.
"Your Majesty, we have caught an assassin in the palace, claiming to be an old acquaintance between you and the Divine Lord, saying that he wants to bring an important message to the Imperial Capital."
Lu Ming and Linglong looked at each other, both of them showing a blank look, and asked, "What's your name?" β
"She said her name was Wuyuan."
"Wuyuan?!"
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A moment later, the two saw the tied and sturdy black edge.
Lu Ming motioned to Ziyuan to untie the ropes, with strong force in his body, he was not afraid of those little hands being broken.
After Wu Yuan was untied, he looked at the iron guards on both sides, Lu Ming continued to wave his hand to signal Ziyuan to leave, and then asked, "What's the matter?" I don't remember saving people so early. β
"Pingjiang Hou Candle Rhino has secretly arrived in Zhaodu and joined forces with the High Priest of Tianqimen!" Wu Yuan's words are not shocking and endless, and the opening is a big earthquake.
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