Chapter 137: Revision of History
The prince was actually very unhappy.
He didn't know much of himself, and he had to ask Umon as he went, but he had to tell Blusch such a top secret, how could there be such a good thing?
Again, he also looks down on this so-called uncle, he always feels that this person is too greedy, and there are too many benefits in his hands over the years, and the most hateful thing is that he still picks the door.
It's been a few days, and he's a prince living in Brook's house, but this man is like a blind and deaf man, and he doesn't say anything at all, if it weren't for the affection of the Fulun family, and the constant persuasion of his advisers, the prince would have moved out long ago.
He is the future emperor of the Dajin Kingdom, why should he run to the house of a corrupt official? The corrupt officials should beg to see him.
Wumeng was originally following closely behind the prince, and when he heard what the prince asked, he hurriedly stepped forward two steps, and said in a very low voice: "Go back to Your Highness, I found it." ”
After speaking, he quickly wrote the word "six" in the palm of his hand, and said in a voice like a gnat: "The table is correct." In addition, Chang Li said...... Recently, I had a wind, and I haven't been out of the house much. ”
"Hah! I knew it! I knew it! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince immediately opened his hands and waved, and his feet stepped heavily on the ground a few times, as if he still didn't understand his hatred, and spat on the ground several times.
This sudden movement did not alarm anyone, and the members of his entourage behind him all looked as usual, and several of them even smiled.
It is a good thing that His Highness is willing to lose his temper, which shows that he is not in trouble, and when his old man suddenly loses his temper and is quiet, then he has to be careful, maybe he has stabbed some big basket.
After venting, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince gathered his robe and continued to walk forward.
At this moment, the expression between his eyebrows and eyes could be said to be both smug and annoyed, and the face that could be called delicate became a little distorted by this strange expression.
"I knew this thing popping out of Ushijiri's eyes wasn't a good thing." His voice seemed to come out of his throat, thin and high-pitched, and whispered over Umeng's ears:
"Look at the guts of this dog and bird thief, that's the dung splashed, you really dare to be unedicted......"
"Your Highness." Wumeng's face turned white with fright, and he didn't care about the possible reprimand, so he stopped the inappropriate words that the prince was about to say in time, and gestured desperately ahead with his eyes:
"Your Highness, look, right handsome! The right handsome is here! Your Highness, you see he's going this way! ”
Please don't say a word, what can we say when there is no one around?
This is Wumeng's unspeakable bitter heart, but unfortunately, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can't hear it.
"I know, I know, it's not that I don't have eyes." The prince glanced impatiently forward, but he was still pacing at his feet, even slower than before, apparently wanting to take advantage of this opportunity to say a few more words to his subordinates.
Whether Blusch came or not, he really didn't care.
He refuses to pay money, and he is not a descendant, but he is just a dog raised by Fulun's family outside, and now he is the prince of Jinguo who has come to the lonely building to take a look, which is to give Bulush a long face, and at this time Mo said to speed up the pace to greet his uncle, and he even owes a smile.
But Umon did not dare to pretend not to see, and when he had finished speaking, he saw that the prince was a little quieter, and he immediately bowed to Blusch from a distance with a smile on his face.
Because the distance between the two miles is really far, and out of etiquette, Wumeng is not easy to shout loudly, so he can only say hello silently, and at the same time, he also feels in his heart that the pattern of this place is really too strange, there is only this large piece of sand within a radius of two miles, which can be seen and cannot be said to the ground, so that people don't know how to see the courtesy.
Bulusch must have seen Umeng's movements, and his head moved slightly, as if he was bowing his head, but Umeng didn't dare to look closely, and quickly buried his head again.
"You can find out the old ...... Is he really in the barracks? His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was still asking about Fang Cai, and when he spoke, the expression on his face was full of changes, one moment excited, one moment tyrannical, and one moment unsafe.
He didn't expect that the sixth child would really have the courage to run to White Frost City.
When he first heard about it, he thought it was pure nonsense.
The prince left the capital without an edict, this is clearly disobedient to the holy will, if the father is angry, the head is light, and he has to punish the prince's mother, who is impatient to find this trouble for himself? How bold does this have to be?
Anyway, the prince didn't think he had the courage to do this, even if he had always been known for his boldness, he had never thought of disobeying the holy will.
It wasn't on his radar at all.
But he never expected that his Sixth Emperor Brother, who was the most obedient and sensible, the most sensible and sensible, the most sensible and polite, would have such a great courage and really dare to go against the holy will.
And at the moment when he knew that the six princes were likely to be hiding in White Frost City, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was actually very, very unconvinced.
He, the crown prince of the Jin Kingdom, is the most daring and reckless of all the princes, and he is not happy...... No, he doesn't allow anyone to be bolder and more arrogant than him.
Isn't that just stealing the limelight from him? This also makes him, the first person to be the prince, how to mix in the imperial city in the future? His reputation ...... Well, reputation aside...... In short, he was very angry, very unhappy, and felt that he had been taken advantage of for some reason.
Therefore, when Umon quietly presented the barrel of the musket and told him that he had found a mark from the barrel that was suspected to be unique to the Hezhe clan, the prince ordered someone to investigate it in detail with the strange feeling that it belonged to the sixth child and that it was a misunderstanding.
Now that the conjecture has been confirmed, the prince's idea is still divided into two extremes:
On the one hand, he was happy to see his sixth brother, including the Hezhe clan, fall to the ground, and the scene must have been extremely pleasing to the eye; On the other hand, he was worried that it would probably go down in history.
Although he doesn't like to read much, the prince also knows that such perverse princes and relatives will definitely leave a mark in the history books.
It made him very depressed.
The first person to leave a name in history is not him, the prince, but a mere sixth prince, how can this be endured?
"Ah, I forgot." The prince suddenly screamed, as if he remembered something happy, and a smile gradually appeared on his face: "I can cultivate history." ”
He nodded his head delightfully, as if he was proud of such a remarkable discovery. Wumeng next to him was frightened out of white sweat on the spot, and said in a trembling voice:
"Your Highness, only Your Majesty can cultivate history!"
You haven't ascended the throne yet, have you? Please wake up, this is not the Prince's Mansion, and it is not even in the Imperial Capital, this is outside! Outside! There are many people, many eyes and tongues, Your Highness begs you to be cautious, be cautious!