"Uncle Ning has been thinking about the two princes lately?" At this moment, Lu Yuan, who had not spoken, finally spoke.

Ning Fengzhi was a little hesitant, because Lu Yuan was just a child who had not yet reached the age of eight, and such a young child knew something.

Lu Yuan has heard a lot of rumors from the palace people in the palace these days, and there are many words that mention the current king, the eldest prince, the little prince, and Ning Fengzhi, so he naturally understands what is going on.

To be honest, it must be difficult to make a sense in such a situation, and the old king's family wants to pass on the favored son, so there is no problem.

However, the youngest son's ascension to the throne must not meet the expectations of the subjects of the kingdom - even the palace can be circulated in the palace that the little prince Kun Sucai is lazy, greedy for pleasure, and has no talent, so it is strange that he can become a master after he ascends the throne.

However, based on the current situation, Lu Yuan suddenly thought of some secret histories of emperors in his previous life.

The situation that most closely resembles this is undoubtedly the famous incident of fighting for the country.

It's also that the old emperor doesn't like the eldest son, and prefers the little prince, and it has also come to this point.

But it's a pity that the reason why the eldest son of the emperor won in the event of fighting for the country is only because Da Meng has always been passed on to the elder but not to the young, plus a bunch of literati are fighting for the traditional arguments of this Da Meng.

But the kingdom of Barack does not seem to have this fine tradition......

At this time, it is necessary to cut through the surface to see the essence.

Kunsu can have this status purely because of the favor of the old king Kundera.

Then Kundera became disgusted with him, and the problem was solved.

But the problem is how to make a king hate his son.

What about it...... Lu Yuan also thought of an example.

"This kind of thing, for Xiao Yuan, you are still too early, don't ask about it anymore." Ning Fengzhi was silent for a while, and then said.

Lu Yuan was only an eight-year-old child now, so Ning Fengzhi naturally wouldn't ask Lu Yuan if he had any suggestions.

But Lu Yuan only smiled slightly, "Uncle Fengzhi, do you know what the character of the tiger is?" ”

"Huh? What? Ning Fengzhi was a little dazed.

"Tiger, I hate it when people treat him like a dog, don't you?" Lu Yuan said, "So the tiger is rebellious, and he doesn't like to be like a dog, listening to people everywhere, so that his behavior can be completely predicted." ”

"The Tiger hates the most is the kind of person who thinks he knows him well and dares to look him in the eye." After Lu Yuan finished speaking, he didn't continue.

And Ning Fengzhi's eyes are getting brighter and brighter......

……

Inside the main hall of the Royal Palace Ballroom.

Walking into the main hall of this party, the glitz and glitz swept in from all directions, and the surrounding pillars were like the temple of the gods imagined by mortals, and the pillars were painted in a gorgeous dark red, supporting the dome-like ceiling.

One after another, the giant crystal chandeliers dispelled all the shadows, and the golden dome and the four walls were painted with the picture of Kundera leading the Barak Kingdom army to disperse the army of the Star Luo Empire when he was young, which is the wise and mighty past of the old king.

With a wool carpet patterned green mandala, red suede seats embellished with gemstones, and a scarlet curtain hanging in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows around it, it seems that when the curtain is drawn, a big show will be staged.

Tonight is a special day.

Master Ning Fengzhi, who had stayed in the Barak Kingdom for two months, was about to leave the Barak Kingdom the day after tomorrow and return to Heaven Dou City.

As a real big man in Heaven Dou City, even the old king Kundera had to give a few thin faces to Ning Fengzhi, and Ning Fengzhi naturally couldn't be indifferent to the departure of the old king.

So the old king gave the order and held this farewell ball.

Only the dignitaries of the Barak kingdom were allowed to attend the farewell ball, where precious stones, food and wine, delicate and pure colors, were infesting people's senses.

King Kundera and several princes and princesses were also at the scene, although it was a farewell, but Kundera took the little prince Kunsucai, but there was not much sadness on his face.

The eldest prince, Quinsim, was on his side, but he was like a servant following the king compared to his younger brother, who was closer to his father.

Ning Fengzhi was wearing a white dress, and then he was smiling and talking to the old king, "Why does Your Majesty have to make such a big move? ”

"How can it be a big fight?" Kundera said with a smile, "It's just that the master is about to leave, and I'm a little reluctant." ”

Fart reluctantly, you've never heard this laugh at all! Ning Feng slandered his stomach.

Kun Sucai also smiled happily, he thought that after Ning Fengzhi left, Kunsim had no helper, and with Kundera's favor for him, the position of crown prince was not in his hands?

His smile was more presumptuous than Kundera's, and he seemed to be close to saying "Let's go!" Open champagne! ”

"I'm more reluctant than Your Majesty, but before that, I want to examine some questions about the two princes." Ning Fengzhi said with a smile.

"Questions? What's the problem? Kundera frowned.

"It's about Your Majesty." Ning Fengzhi said with a smile, "Your Majesty's two princes are quite close to Your Majesty, so I have to study how well the two princes know Your Majesty and respect Your Majesty." ”

Hearing this, Kundera couldn't help but laugh, "Naturally, this is my Kirin'er-mustache!" ”

"Sucai follows me day and night, and naturally understands me best."

Hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Kun Sucai was still a little nervous, but when he heard who knew Kundera best, he suddenly raised his head again.

Quincime was even more submissive.

"Those two princes, I'm going to come up with some questions to study you." Ning Fengzhi said with a smile.

"Of course, it doesn't hurt!" Kun Sucai said confidently.

Quincime squeaked a few times, and finally nodded with pale lips.

Ning Fengzhi smiled and asked, "So, may I ask what is Your Majesty's favorite color?" ”

"Naturally, it's white!" Kunsu said without hesitation.

"I think it should be white, too." Quincim didn't answer as fast as Kunsu, but he got it right.

Kundera's old face on the side showed a satisfied smile.

"And what about His Majesty's favorite food?" Ning Fengzhi asked again.

This time, Quinsim couldn't answer, and didn't say anything with trembling lips.

"It's sesame blossom meat from Heaven Dou City!" Kun Sucai suddenly looked at her brother and smiled, and then replied.

Kundera smiled even more.

"And what about the time when Your Majesty sleeps?" Ning Fengzhi then asked.

This time Quinsim seemed to be really completely unaware and had no idea at all to say.

"From 11 o'clock in the evening to 3 o'clock in the morning, my father will get up once in the middle to read the scrolls in the library, and then go to sleep again at 5 o'clock in the morning, and the court meeting will begin!" Kunsu said proudly.

But at this time, Kundera, who heard Kun Sucai's detailed answer, smiled a little stiffer without Kun Sucai noticing.