At this moment, Wumeng almost wanted to kneel down and kowtow to the prince.

He is just a small governor who can't be smaller, he can't do the errand of the minister's staff, and he doesn't want to hear half a word of this kind of talk, let alone participate in it.

However, the treacherous and slippery staff were all lagging behind at this time, as if they had been discussed, and each one walked slower than the other, ignoring Wumeng's eyes for help.

Umeng had to look at the prince with a sad face, hoping that he would wake up.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was mentioned by him, and the joy on his face froze, as if he had been hit very hard, and his whole face visibly turned from sunny to cloudy, seeing that a storm was coming.

However, after a few more breaths, he actually came back happy, and waved his hand happily: "Of course I know." I just suddenly remembered, hehe, sooner or later, sooner or later. ”

Umeng's cold sweat was about to run down to the back of his feet and neck.

Is that what can be said? Is that something that can be said in this place?

At this moment, Wumeng suddenly felt that the strange pattern in some places of the Right Marshal's Mansion actually had its benefits, so it was like this.

In this flat and sandy area, there are no people hiding around at all, and naturally there is no such thing as listening to the corner; In addition, the retinue is also far away (thank goodness); Blusch, who was in front of him, had stopped at this time, and must have seen that they were talking, so he did not approach them with great interest.

The time and place are favorable, and the gods of the sky are blessed, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has made such rebellious remarks, so Wumeng was unlucky enough to listen to it, but he didn't teach others to hear it.

But Umeng still felt that his legs were a little weak.

Your Highness, you've probably heard the word usurpation, right? You should have heard the rhetoric of the abolished prince, right? If what you just said reached the ears of Your Majesty, you would not have enough ten heads to cut off.

At this moment, Wumeng really wanted to kneel down and beg this highness, begging him to use the old man with the guy on his neck, he looked very big and heavy, why had he never seen this highness use it.

Wumeng's heart to vomit blood was almost there, but fortunately, at this time, the prince finally did not continue to go crazy, and finally saw a blusch in front of him, and finally remembered that he was still in someone else's house.

Although he has always been reckless, the prince has been an adult for many years, and is no longer a child who does not understand things, and he knows that there are some things he can say to Umon and his advisers, but he can never say them to Bulush.

So, he moved his mouth again, and asked quickly and softly: "Then tell me quickly, is there anyone hiding in the barracks?" ”

What about hiding people? Can you kill the past and find people out? Don't forget that this is a military camp, and if you stretch your neck there, your Highness, you will not be able to eat all of us.

Wumeng's stomach was about to suffocate internal injuries.

Raising his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his head, he said respectfully: "Your Highness, as long as the one in Changli City is fake, it will be done." ”

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince paused.

Seeing this, Umeng and his entourage immediately stopped.

After standing still for a moment, the prince turned his gaze and stared at Wumeng with a surprised face, and when he saw that the other party's heart was beating, he suddenly laughed out loud:

"Haha, yes, yes, why didn't I think of it, it turned out that it could still be like this, hohaha......"

Yes, as long as it can be proved that the six princes of Changli City are a stand-in, then, isn't it a certainty that the six princes left the capital without an edict? As for where he really is, it doesn't matter at all.

It doesn't matter if you are in the sky or on the ground, leaving Beijing without permission is a capital offense.

As for the verification of the fake old six, it will be handed over to the queen mother for disposal. With the means of the queen mother, it will not take a day to find out about this matter.

Haha, sixth, you're dead!

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince grinded his teeth, as if he couldn't wait to see the scene of the person's head rolling immediately, but then he danced with his hands and feet, laughing so much that he was so happy, and finally pulled Wumeng to turn around in a circle and danced the horse dance of the steppe herdsmen.

Looking closely, His Royal Highness the Prince's posture of shaking his shoulders, shaking his arms, and shaking his head has a kind of rough and free beauty.

The entourage didn't know what he was having fun again, but after a brief silence, everyone laughed.

Don't worry about anything, just laugh and it's over.

For a while, the lonely building was full of laughter of "haha", "hehe", "ho ho", and the sound of applause and admiration one after another, which swept away the silence and desertion here.

Seeing this, Blush, who was in the distance, was stunned at first, and then grinned widely, smiling unusually happy.

………………

"Flutter Leng-"

A few crows flapped their wings and skimmed the treetops in the distance.

The remnant sun on the horizon has gradually dispersed, the green peaks are counting, the evening clouds are better than the fire, and the twilight wind is delaying.

Wang Kuang pinched the letterhead in his hand and turned his head to look in the direction of the camp gate.

A few soldiers were adding firewood to the campfire, and the changing guards had barely finished their dinner, the queue was a little loose, and the vulgar jokes of the soldiers could be faintly heard in the wind.

Wang Kuang retracted his gaze and nodded apologetically at Shu Jiu, who was walking beside him: "I'm sorry, I called you here temporarily, have you eaten?" ”

Shu Jiu still looks like a green shirt, with a pair of wide sleeves rolling in the wind, which looks very chic, but it does not contradict the solemn atmosphere of the barracks.

"Xiao Wu hunted a wild boar and roasted it at night to eat." He took both hands, and his expression and gait were very leisurely.

Yue Bawu has been serving him very diligently recently, and Wang Kuang has also heard about it, so he said with a smile: "Ah Jiu is planning to accept another disciple?" ”

This time out of the village competition, Yue Bawu was almost determined to lose, because his master Hook Eight was killed by Arrow Eleven. Although the body has not yet been found, Ah Fu found traces of a fight in the mountain temple, and dug up Hook Eight's belongings in the pillar, and it can almost be concluded that Hook Eight is dead.

Without the master's suggestion, it would have been impossible for Yue 85 to defeat the gun 83 that was dialed through the book at 9 o'clock.

However, this defeat is not without room for recovery, as long as Shu Jiu is willing to recognize Yue 85 as a temporary disciple, the result of this competition will be recorded as a draw.

The two worship the same teacher, even if they are from the same school, naturally there is no need to fight, and the Tibetan Sword Villa does not encourage blind fighting. Luck, courage, skill, and conduct are also part of strength, and sometimes even far more useful than martial arts.

As long as the master does not object, the villa will of course respect the will of these masters and treat every disciple under his name fairly.