Zhang Junlin stood still, not wanting to bend his knees to the imperial power anymore.

None of the courtiers demanded it, but all of them showed sympathy.

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor said!"

Zhang Junyuan's tone turned from agitated to choked.

"The Three Princes are the sons of the first empress, and they should shoulder the responsibility of enduring the rivers and mountains of Nanyue. From now on, the three princes will be appointed as the crown princes, perform the duties of supervising the country, exercise the responsibility of guarding the country on behalf of me, and live and die together with Jinling, and admire this ......"

Zhang Junlin knew that Emperor Zhang Chengqian didn't treat him as his son, but he didn't expect that everyone would cheat him if everyone escaped!

He did not die, Zhang Chengqian returned to Beijing to change others; He defended the city and died in battle, and the royal family won a good reputation.

Insidious means!

Vicious heart!

Sure enough, if there is a stepmother, there will be a stepfather.

"The crown prince should not be praised first, explaining the reason for the establishment of the crown prince, in order to show the emperor's affection...... It seems that my father made me the crown prince, and he was very reluctant. ”

Zhang Junlin asked half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"Eldest sister, can we not accept this holy decree?"

He doesn't care about the crown prince.

He only cares about the safety of his eldest sister and himself.

Zhang Junyuan rolled up the holy decree and handed it to the maid, but did not express his position directly.

After dismounting, he pulled him aside, and took out a few heavy ingots of gold and two inferior jade pendants from his arms.

"Brother Huang, my father and their party will go north to make a detour and move the capital to Shaoxing in the south, and they will flee according to the sea area, you take these to avoid your father and they will go to the north of Qi, your grandfather's family and Uncle Xiao, the emperor of Northern Qi, have old favors, and he will take you in."

Zhang Junyuan burst into tears with self-reproach.

"Father, the emperor, they took away the valuable objects in the palace, these are my only private possessions, you save some flowers."

"Eldest sister, aren't you going with me?"

The eldest sister, who had just entered the fourth order of martial arts, faced Xiang Hong, who was at the peak of the seventh order.

It is equivalent to a young child who can't walk facing a strong man with a sharp weapon.

It's pure death.

"Eldest sister, when he appointed me as the prince at this time, it was equivalent to breaking the relationship between father and son, what kind of country do you guard for him?"

"I'm not guarding for him."

Zhang Junyuan stretched out his hand to tie up the crown of his messy hair, and a rare gentle smile appeared on his heroic face.

Then he pushed him desperately.

"Let's go."

As long as she stays for a few more moments, she can buy an extra hour for her fugitive brother.

What's more, this South Vietnamese country was fought down by the queen mother with all her might.

She couldn't make her mother uneasy after she died.

Even if she dies, she will do her best to protect the people of South Vietnam!

"Northern Qi is rich in land and abundant products, if you like farming, let Uncle Xiao reward you with thousands of acres of fertile land, and it is not bad to be a rich peasant."

Zhang Junlin heard it.

This is a farewell word.

"Eldest sister, I remember that in the prince's feudal territory, there are thousands of acres of fertile land in Huangzhuang alone."

Zhang Junlin stretched out his hand towards the maid.

"Give me the holy decree, I will be the prince of the prison country!"

The way he learned farming was related to the ownership of the land.

Although his life is not guaranteed, he can increase his strength as quickly as possible.

In addition, the queen's faction could not easily let him leave Jinling, and he could not take the eldest sister away forcefully.

Only to die is born.

"Brother Huang, don't joke!"

The state of South Vietnam will not exist, and no amount of fiefdom will be useless!

Zhang Junyuan reached out and grabbed Zhang Junlin's wrist, and his silver teeth clenched.

It seems that the only way to tie up the emperor's brother to Northern Qi is by strong means...... Huh?!

I saw that the imperial brother struggled seemingly casually, and actually broke free from her grip.

And a powerful dark force forced her back a few steps, and by the time she finally got to her feet, the decree had changed hands.

"Where's the palm seal of the prison country?"

Zhang Junlin pinned the holy decree behind his waist, and it was not like he had received a holy decree lightly.

Instead, he took a roll of toilet paper.

Such an attitude made several courtiers frown and very sorry.

For the sake of the former queen's face, they all planned to turn a blind eye and let people go.

Sure enough, he is the son of the first queen, even if he can't write or fight, he has the responsibility and responsibility.

"The palm seal of the prison country is here with the minister."

A middle-aged minister wearing a purple official uniform and a jade belt hook dismounted.

"The minister is the prince and the prince Dong You, and I have seen His Royal Highness the prince!"

In addition to the palm seal of the crown prince, there are also tiger talismans with 20,000 soldiers and horses.

It is an unchangeable fact that Zhang Junlin became the crown prince of Nanyue.

Other courtiers also hurriedly came down to meet the driver, and the stars surrounded Zhang Junlin in the middle like a moon.

Introduce your official position one by one.

Zhang Junlin responded calmly.

Seeing this, Dong You was very surprised.

"Your Highness is so calm because he has a good strategy to defend the city?"

Since the prince is willing to stay because he knows the danger of defending the city, he will not deliberately seek death.

"Nope."

Zhang Junlin was calm and light on the surface, but in fact, he was panicked.

When he became the crown prince, he didn't feel the increase in strength, but only felt that there was a powerful force in the void.

Waiting for him to develop and receive.

"Master Dong, you tell the guards to open the city gate, and the people will let them flee if they want to flee."

"Those who are willing to defend the city with me, issue armor and weapons, the secretary of the military department is not there, and the matter is urgent, you overstep your authority."

"Captain Xie, you let all 20,000 soldiers gather at the West City Gate, and prepare to fight to the death with the Western Chu army."

20,000 against 100,000, fighting a war of attrition on the premise of losing the people, the chances of winning are not great.

A duel to the death is to let the generals fight in front of the battle first.

As long as you win, you can fight back in one go.

"Fight to the death?!"

When Dong You heard this plan, his face turned gloomy.

Most of the high-ranking martial artists in the south followed the royal family.

Even if there are chivalrous people in the people, they are only at the level of third- and fourth-order martial artists.

How can he fight to the death with Xiang Hong, who is at the peak of the seventh order?

"Taishi, just arrange according to what the emperor said, and I will take the lead when the time comes."

Zhang Junyuan's attitude of treating death as if he were at home made these courtiers who stayed behind to guard the country also have the determination to die together.

"No!"

Seeing that the arrangements were in order, Zhang Junlin turned around and walked back.

"You are busy with yours, and when the time comes, I will go and guard the city gates."

This attitude of throwing off the shopkeeper made Dong You stunned.

"Your Highness, where are you going?"

After giving the order after the prince's addiction, turn around and leave?

Do you want to back down?

"I'll go and inspect my thousand acres of cultivated land first."

Zhang Junlin turned his back to everyone and waved his hand in a chic manner.

The faces of the ministers instantly turned black as the bottom of a pot.

When is it important to cultivate land and defend the city?

"Your Highness's move is very child's play, and the Taishi should discourage it."

"Tomorrow, the prince will die with you and me, let him go."

All the ministers sighed when they heard this.

Their eager eyes finally fell on Zhang Junyuan.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is unreliable, and he still has to rely on the eldest princess.

"The prince should have his success, you and I can just listen to his dispatch."

“…… Be. ”

Zhang Junyuan looked at Zhang Junlin's back, shook his right fist and released it.

The numbness that was impacted by the dark energy has not been completely alleviated.

The imperial brother, who had not even reached the entry stage of a martial artist, not only broke free from her restraint, but also injured her.

Could it be that he has comprehended the Dao Law of Heaven and Earth, and his force has advanced by leaps and bounds?

But she didn't feel any aura of a high-level martial artist on the imperial brother.

Was it her momentary miss?

"Your Royal Highness the Princess, have you sent someone to protect Her Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

"South wind, Zhiyi, you protect in secret."

……

Zhang Junlin walked along the field path and kept walking.

Walking to the rice field where the seedlings were transplanted, the scattered hoes on the ground indicate that the farmers had fled on their own.

"There's no one to show you the way now."

His usual activity area is one acre and three points of land in the queen's circle.

Since I never thought about being a prince, I really don't know where the cultivated land belonging to the prince is.

"You know what?"

He asked, turning to a thick willow tree.

The two Dark Guards in the canopy, Nanfeng and Zhiyi, were taken aback.

They were discovered by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?!

You must know that although they are third-order martial artists, they specialize in the art of lurking, and even fourth- and fifth-order martial artists are difficult to find their traces.

I didn't expect to be seen through by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince at a glance.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, thousands of acres of fertile land one mile to the west are all owned by His Highness."

"Thank you."

Zhang Junlin's voice fell, and his body was already shot out like a sharp arrow.

Wait until the two of them react and then want to chase.

has been thrown off a hundred feet away!

When did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince learn a light skill that could rival the strength of the middle and third order?

You must know that the lower three levels can only assist in internal strength, light power and weapons to enhance strength, but they cannot be integrated into the Dao Law of Heaven and Earth, and they cannot get rid of the shackles of ordinary people.

But His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's speed is far beyond ordinary people, and he has reached the level of the middle third order.

"Here we are."

Zhang Junlin saw the boundary monument erected on the ground, looked at the green rice fields in front of him, and felt a little worried.

"I don't know if I can measure it with my feet."

At the beginning, he realized the way of farming, which is the result of personal practice.

He raised his leg and took a crucial step.

After his feet hit the ground, he still couldn't pry the force.

Another step.

No way.

One more step.

"Still not working?"

He also wanted to rely on his strength to advance by leaps and bounds, so that Xiang Hong would be caught off guard by another beating.

Unexpectedly, the experience of increasing arable land is the increase of strength, but it is necessary to make the power completely belong to him.

"It's careless, we should do more experiments before we come to a conclusion."

Zhang Junlin walked into the rice fields swaying in the wind, breathing the fresh air in the fields with his feet down-to-earth.

Thinking back to the state of mind of the first time I understood the way of farming, my impetuous mood gradually calmed down, and a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind.

"Farming is a point of hard work and a point of harvest, but I want to make rapid progress by not working hard, and I have not yet understood this way before I am lost."

The thought flashed, and Zhang Junlin smiled as relieved.

He raised the scythe in his hand.

Swing towards the rice paddies.

Whew......

As the weeds fell to the ground, a faint force poured into the body from the soles of the feet.

"Sure enough!"