"Say it quickly!" The prince leaned forward, his face full of impatience, and his tone was hurried, urging.

Uncle Jiang lowered his eyes and said in a cold voice: "The prince knows that the goddess is your concubine. ”

The prince was a little drunk, frowned, and reacted for a long time: "Goddess? Which goddess? Oh, oh, you said that little fool of the Lin family."

Uncle Jiang nodded: "Exactly." ”

The prince disagreed: "What's wrong with her, what did you suddenly mention her?" ”

Uncle Jiang said calmly: "Do you know what she has done recently? ”

The prince was inexplicable: "She is someone else's wife, why do I care about her?" ”

The corners of Uncle Jiang's lips twitched, suppressed the irritability in his heart, and continued: "She was rumored to be a goddess five years ago, and now the limelight is sweeping again, do you know? ”

The prince narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, then nodded: "It seems that I have heard a little, but so what?" ”

Uncle Jiang's voice was not in a hurry, and he said softly: "She is by no means a fool, our people have investigated what she has done since she married into the Thirteen Emperors' Mansion, and her actions must have deep meaning." ”

"Uncle Jiang. What does this mean? The prince sobered up a little, looked at Uncle Jiang fixedly, and asked puzzledly.

"According to our analysis, Nalin Acha should have returned from the divine realm, and she should be the real goddess.

She had prophesied seven things on Cheung Ling Street, and today, she has won the first one. ”

Uncle Jiang looked at the prince and said slowly.

The crown prince frowned, and then snorted disdainfully: "What's this, isn't our Xuan Immortal also one of the prophecies?" ”

Uncle Jiang snorted coldly, his dark eyes were bottomless, and he said coldly: "His Royal Highness the Prince, do you know what is going on with the Immortals. ”

After speaking, he paused, stared at the prince and said in a slow voice: "That Lin Acha, there is no background of the immortals."

As soon as these words came out, the prince sat down in a trance, yes, the prophecy of the immortals was all they helped deal with the aftermath.

Even what prophecies should be made, one after another, were arranged and designed by them.

But that Lin Acha, not to mention that she is just a woman, her first fifteen years, obscure, a fool, in the courtyard of the deep house to die or not, where did the background come from?

If it was the Thirteen Princes who cleaned up the aftermath for her, how could they not find any clues?

Uncle Jiang looked at the prince's expression and knew that the prince had already reacted, and his face softened slightly: "If she is really a goddess, by mistake, the prince will personally send his most powerful assistant out." ”

Uncle Jiang's voice was neither loud nor small, very calm.

But it also has the power to hit people's hearts.

The prince raised his head suddenly, looked at Uncle Jiang, and said in a weak heart: "Uncle Jiang, don't be sarcastic about me, nothing happened, and no one knows what the future will be."

Now that she has the sign of a goddess, we feel that it is a pity.

But if she is really a fool's lonely concubine, should she be taken by a fool? ”

Hearing this, Uncle Jiang smiled, but did not smile, and his expression was a little hideous: "Today, Lin Acha is collecting cow dung and horse dung everywhere in the villages on the outskirts. ”

The prince frowned, as if he had asked about the taste through the space, and pointed to his head: "Her brain is not good?" ”

Uncle Jiang sneered: "I heard that she took thirty personal soldiers, rode fierce horses, wore helmets and armor, and galloped all the way. Now many among the civilians say that she went to rob the village."

The prince looked confused: "Why are you telling me this?" ”

He quickly asked, "Aren't you going to offer a plan?" What do you do all the time mentioning Narim Acha? ”

Uncle Jiang looked at the prince who couldn't be helped, lowered his eyes, and said in a slow voice: "Since the people think that she is going to rob our prince to eliminate harm for the people, take her down with her own soldiers."

"Let the goddess be strangled in the cradle, okay?"

The prince understood, understood thoroughly.

Uncle Jiang's words have been said so bluntly, if he still doesn't understand, he will really be like a three-year-old idiot.

Uncle Jiang's meaning is that since this goddess can really help, she can't use it for her own use. It's better to kill it.

What you can't get, how can others be blessed?

The prince laughed wildly, clapped his hands and shouted, "This is very good! Very good! Come on, pass on the lonely's own soldiers! ”

Uncle Jiang looked at the crazy prince in the palace and sighed.

After all, there is no way to have both in this world, if the crown prince is half as smart as the thirteen princes, he can't handle it.

But so stupid, and it seems that he is stupid.

Uncle Jiang lowered his head and shook his head, no matter what, no matter what, after the crown prince ascends the throne, such days can be over

Unbeknownst to her, there was a crisis to come, and she was there quickly picking up cow dung.

Not to be outdone, the thirty sturdy soldiers were full of energy.

"Eh, what are you doing, this is obviously the I saw first."

"You said it was yours when you saw it first? Then I said I saw it first! ”

"Why did you come to this area when you were picking up dung in that area?"

"What, this dung belongs to your family, you pulled it? What a family heirloom! ”

“.”

Ah Cha felt funny when she heard these bickering, and she set a reward line for these soldiers, how much is the bonus for the first place, how much is the bonus for the second place, and how much is the prize for the top ten.

Of course, she didn't set a punishment, just said that everyone is a young and strong young man, and it would be a bit embarrassing if she couldn't even compare to her two dogs.

This sentence was enough to arouse their fighting spirit.

After all, any normal man would not want to lose to a weak woman who is powerless and looks delicate and soft.

And it's still more than manual work.

So, now everyone is trying to fight for 'cow dung' in earnest.

Chu Xingbai picked up cow dung for a while, and he couldn't stand it anymore, he trotted all the way to Ah Cha's side: "You said you want to take these things to water those lands?" ”

Ah Cha nodded: "Yes." ”

Chu Xingbai's expression was complicated, his little face was wrinkled, and he said after a long time: "What are you going to plant?" ”

Ah Cha said casually: "I don't know, plant some flowers and plants?" ”

Chu Xingbai looked desperate: "What do you like, it's good to let your subordinates find it, why do you suffer so much." ”

Ah Cha smiled and hinted: "The next person is not a person, why should I leave it to others if I can do it myself, I am not a disabled person." ”

Chu Xingbai always felt that there was something wrong with this sentence, but he couldn't say it, he choked for a while, and stared at Ah Cha for a while.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and simply pulled Ah Cha's braid, and ran away after pulling it.

"Huh? No big, no small, you stop. Ah Cha threw the sack in his hand and chased after him as he spoke.

As everyone knows, not far away, there is a pair of master and servant who are standing from a distance and watching them.