Boom!

I got a kick in the ass.

Zhao Dan grinned in pain, but a smile bloomed on his face.

His Majesty didn't use his strength, and it seems that he is not angry with him.

"Zhao Dan, I didn't do a good job of monitoring Nanyue last time, this time you personally did an errand for Lone, and if you can't do it, don't come back."

Yes?

Zhao Dan, who was rubbing his belly, was dumbfounded.

"Your Majesty, the old slave is your personal servant, and if the old slave doesn't come back, he can only die."

"Then you're going to die."

Xiao Shuo was middle-aged at the time, but his face still showed a youthful heroic face, and there was no joke.

Buried his head and began to write a reply letter to Zhang Junyuan.

This frightened Zhao Dan, and he hurriedly got up and looked at the silk.

After reading the above content, the corners of Zhao Dan's mouth twitched fiercely.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor of Nanyue is still alive, and you are doing this...... Transgression. ”

Thankless efforts will also cause trouble for the prince of Nanyue.

It was precisely because His Majesty, who was usually wise and martial, would be in chaos when he encountered the affairs of this pair of sisters and brothers, that he deliberately did not report the situation in Jinling, and quietly sent someone to hand it over, thinking that he would bring back the pair of sisters and brothers and quietly settle them.

Tiger poison does not eat children, he really didn't expect that the emperor of Nanyue would pit his son.

"King's Landing Kid has become the prince of Nanyue, there is a lonely place, sooner or later let this king eight lambs give the Zen position to King's Landing Kid, or arrogance? If it weren't for Sister Mo Qing's last words, why do you think that Nanyue is weak, why can you still survive between Western Chu and Northern Qi? ”

The overlord is domineering and leaky, and no one dares to compete with him.

Zhao Dan's eyes flashed in front of the heroic Empress Mo, and with a sword stabbed the assassins who pursued him and His Majesty, the grace of saving his life and saving the country was indeed beyond retribution.

"Your Majesty, the old slave is gone."

Although the departure of an eighth-order martial artist from the country was a major event, he believed that His Majesty would definitely find a good reason for him.

Let him go to the two highnesses with peace of mind.

Boom!

Zhao Dan was kicked in the ass again.

Xiao Shuo, who was holding a dripping brush, scolded angrily: "Are you in a hurry to reincarnate? Lonely's reply hasn't been written yet. ”

“……”

Zhao Dan saw the three silk silks written all over and covered his face with his sleeves.

Your Majesty, what you usually say to the queen concubine in a year is not as much as what is written in the letter.

"You bring a hundred elite soldiers of the fifth rank or above as guards, that is, those orphans who were adopted by Lonely Ping, and send them to King's Landing Kid."

"Your Majesty, those are not reserved for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince......"

"Didn't you give him half of it? This ancestral inheritance has been left to him, and who has any objection to sending a hundred elite soldiers to the King's Landing boy? ”

Not.

The grace of saving the country.

No matter how much you send, no one dares to object.

"There is also the new batch of stainless steel and iron in Jinzhong, and a hundred carts will also be sent over."

“……”

"Food...... Jinling produces a lot of grain, so I am afraid that Zhang Chengqian's eight cakes will be taken away and 100,000 stones will be pulled. ”

“……”

"I can't think of anything else to bring for the time being, that's all."

Xiao Shuo put down the brush, dried the ink on the silk, and added.

"If you are lonely and remember, send someone to catch up with you with something."

So should the old slave hurry to Jinling, or wait for the people who come behind?

Zhao Dan sighed secretly and reminded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, you should think about how to explain to the civil and military officials as soon as possible tomorrow morning." ”

"Confess? South Vietnam is a neighbor of Northern Qi and borders on Western Chu, Northern Qi and Western Chu are separated by a big river, but there is not enough sailors, as long as they are friendly with Nanyue forever, they can attack by way, didn't the emperor say so? ”

Zhao Dan thought that the former emperor said this back then, because he wanted to make friends openly and secretly take down all of South Vietnam.

What you borrowed should always be returned, and it is more practical to use it yourself.

This is the truth that the emperor wanted to express the most.

It was only when I met Queen Mo that this accident turned into mutual non-aggression.

Zhao Dan didn't want to discuss this matter anymore, lest the first emperor have a spirit in the sky and crawl out of the imperial tomb to settle accounts with His Majesty.

"Your Majesty decides, if nothing else, the old slave will leave?"

"Let's go, let's go, when Xichu and Da Zhen fight, you will come back when you don't have time to pay attention to South Vietnam."

Xichu did not grab the military rations, and it would take three or four months for the rice to be harvested into the granary.

Coupled with the delay on the road, wouldn't he have to go for a year and a half?

Plop!

Zhao Dan knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Xiao Shuo firmly.

"Your Majesty, the old slave has lived for most of his life, and it is the first time that he has left His Majesty for so long, and I hope Your Majesty will take care of himself."

"Got it."

"Your Majesty......"

"Emperor Chu's small-bellied chicken intestines and the Xiang family are difficult, it's the King's Landing kid who is going to die and not a lonely one, go to Jinling to guard quickly."

"No!"

Zhao Dan wiped his feverish eyes and turned around to leave the council hall step by step.

As soon as he went out, he saw the prince in a gorgeous costume walking forward.

"Manager Zhao, is my father busy?"

"If you go back to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Your Majesty is tired of dealing with political affairs, and you will rest, Your Highness will come back another day."

Zhao Dan looked at the sword eyebrows and starry eyes, inheriting His Majesty's handsome appearance, but he could stay at the peak of the fifth order of martial arts for three years.

I am worried that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will be compared by His Majesty when he goes in and suffer a blow.

Xiao Qian, the prince of Northern Qi, raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the hall, and saw his father's robe flying, and he didn't say anything about it.

He knew that although his father made him the crown prince, just because he was a son-in-law, he didn't like him dangling in front of his eyes.

He's happy to be relaxed, too.

Xiao Qian turned around and was about to leave, when Xiao Shuo's roar came from the hall.

"Prince! Did Lone let you learn the boxing technique to be proficient, and you were shaking in front of the palace? ”

"Come, let Lone take the school test and test you!"

Broken!

Zhao Dan cast a self-begging look at the prince, hurriedly replied with a silk silk, and trotted away.

Xiao Qian glanced at the messenger guards who followed Zhao Dan with deep eyes.

"It's from Nanyue, no wonder my father has such a big temper today, I don't know what kind of abuse the pair of sisters and brothers received in the Nanyue Palace, are they dead."

What if you have the love of your father?

It's not a waste that my father doesn't love and my mother doesn't love?

Xiao Qian showed a gloating expression and walked into the hall with confident steps.

Not much.

There was a pig-like scream inside, and Xiao Shuo hated that iron could not become steel.

"As the prince of Northern Qi, Wen can't rule the country, and Wu should set the world!"

"The Prince of Western Chu is a sixth-order high-grade Wenxiu, the Prince of Da Zhen is a seventh-order middle-grade martial artist, and even the King's Landing Kid is now not only the Prince of Nanyue, but also a sixth-order peak martial artist who can defeat Xiang Hong, Xiao Qian, if you don't work hard, you will be left behind by them and become the one who is beaten!"

What?!

Xiao Qian was shocked and screamed even more fiercely.

I don't believe that the waste three princes of South Vietnam have become an existence beyond him.

Not only was he named the prince of Nanyue, but he also became a sixth-order peak martial artist!

Then what else is he proud of in the eyes of his father?

Zhang Junlin!

Sooner or later, Your Highness will defeat you!

Prove to my father that I am worthy to be his son!

……

"Ahh

Zhang Junlin let out a loud sneeze.

When I opened my eyes, the sunset hung in the sky, and the slightly drunk warm wind blew on my face.

"Your Highness, do you think this iron pot will work?"

Dong Yijiang, who had been waiting for a long time next to him, hurriedly handed the iron pot and punching bag to His Royal Highness the Prince.

Zhang Junlin stacked them together and nodded with satisfaction.

Well, yes.

"Let's go, let's go to the barracks."

Zhang Junlin patted the soil rubbed on his back, took the iron pot to bypass the crowd, and walked towards the barracks.

After he left.

The people who are still registering have exchanged their heads and ears.

"Why did Your Highness go to the barracks and carry the pot in person?"

"You don't know, Your Highness is in Zhang San's bun shop, and he ate ten drawers of steamed buns in one go, and if you don't serve the pot, I'm afraid you won't be able to grab the food to eat."

"Hahahaha...... Sling the bull! Can Her Royal Highness the Princess still be hungry and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince? ”

In the laughter of everyone, Dong You looked at His Royal Highness the Prince, who was walking away, with a melancholy expression.

Food can be snatched and medicine can be snatched, and this fine iron and steel tool is one less piece.

Whether it is the Nanyue royal family or the powerful family, there is no inventory.

"Dong Shilang, Your Highness, this pot is enough to forge an iron sword, right?"

Dong You's heart is dripping blood.

The last time His Highness bought dung, he wanted to advise His Highness not to act like a loser.

This time, I don't know what kind of fame His Highness is going to make, wasting ironware.