The moon is in the sky, and the royal capital is in the hills. In a five-hall courtyard, the lights are bright, and the seats are full of friends. Two streets and a deep alleyway can't hide the hustle and bustle here.

In the penultimate courtyard, two men stood by the pond, one looking up at the bright moon in the sky, and the other picking out the loose meat foam from the basket in his hand and throwing it into the lake.

There were three black strange fish in the water, fighting for minced meat and biting each other. The backs of the huge fish hit each other, and the thumping sound was incessant.

The two of them have their own thoughts, and the brocade costumes are enough to prove that they are extraordinary. On the left hand side is the ninth brother of His Majesty today, Zhang Dilu, the Tiger Roaring King. Standing side by side with him was his sixth brother, Zhang Dijing, the King of Lingxi.

The canonization of the throne was named after the princes' territories, and the two princes received this title precisely because of the two adjacent hills outside the city.

It's not so much a hill as two small dirt slopes. Considering the royal face, the day before they were canonized, two mountains were temporarily named, Tiger Roar Mountain and Lingzhi Mountain.

"Sixth brother, you asked me to come to feed these three Qinghuchuan?"

Watching the three strange fish break their heads and bleed for a little bit of minced meat, the water in the pond became more and more turbid.

At first, Zhang Dilu was still a little interested, but after a long time, he seemed to be a little tired, so he casually threw away the rake and put it aside. Turning around and walking towards the gazebo not far away, he picked up the celadon wine glass and began to pour himself a drink.

"What do you think about Pinglan's affairs?"

Zhang Dihao by the lake no longer looked at the moon, looked down at the three Qinghuchuan in the lake, and his tone revealed that the wind was light.

"What do I think? What do I have to see! There have been talented people from all generations, each leading the way for hundreds of years. ”

Continuing to drink, Zhang Dilu looked like he had nothing to do with himself.

He really has nothing to worry about, the kind of poor countryside in Pinglan is not something that a prince like him can put in his eyes.

After Emperor Qiu Chuan passed the throne to the third prince Zhang Dihao, he asked for immortality. personally created the illusion of a death, and then worshiped the master of the Fuyu Sect who had some incense with the Luohuan Dynasty, and there was no news again.

The mysterious death of the head of a country has brought immeasurable consequences to a huge dynasty.

Fortunately, Zhang Dihao was ordered to live up to expectations. coincided with the year of great calamity, and it was even more of a royal conquest to defeat the bitter cold demons.

Although the final ending is not so satisfactory, who can guarantee that he will do better than him?

The national teacher broke through the obstacles of thousands of armies, and finally returned to Qiuchuan with the new emperor. After returning to the palace, he recuperated from his injuries for more than a few months, saying that he was recuperating from his injuries, but during this period, many ministers in the court were frequently summoned to the palace.

When Zhang Dihao appeared in the court again and ascended the throne, the powerful people in the court who said that they would assist the regents were abnormal. Even if he didn't support Zhang Dihao, he also said some kind words in a high-sounding manner.

The ninth son of the first emperor, the eldest prince and the second prince died mysteriously at home one after another. Anyone with a discerning eye knows that Zhang Dihao is bound to win! The other princes either asked for orders to be stationed on one side, or took the initiative to give up the power in their hands.

In the next ten years, under the governance of Zhang Dihao, although there was no major development in the entire Luohuan Dynasty, there were no major mistakes.

With the attack of Wang Chao in the bitter cold land, the territory of the country gradually shrank.

The number of Bitter Cold demons is huge, and it is inevitable to lose a city every year. What do you say? There are always people who are not afraid of death to serve the country and the people? Okay, you can do it!

Zhang Dihao doesn't care about those, as long as someone asks for his life, he will reward him heavily.

It is said to be a reward, but it is better to say that the generals have left a chance to live for their descendants.

The repeated wars led to a very serious decline in the overall population of the Luohuan Dynasty, and in order to resist the attack, countless hot-blooded men threw their heads and spilled their blood.

But when manpower is always exhausted, it is better to describe the current situation as a lack of success.

Whether it is a warlock or a ranger, a man who walks the rivers and lakes, or a fairy on the mountain. As long as you have a little ability, you can live a good life in the royal capital Qiuchuan.

Wulin and Xiuzhen bloomed for a while, and the only thing they needed to do was to transport contacts. Disciples, elders, anyone can do it. As long as you pay enough people, everyone will be able to survive until today next year.

When the sect was first established, each sect did have a master who led the team to the front line to support. But the number of demons is too large, and the people who go to support are nine times out of ten and there is no return.

The small sects were disbanded one after another, and the various sects in the hidden world were also broken.

The cruel reality makes people's hearts gradually become cold, dead Dao friends don't die poor Dao! Dead disciples don't die elders!

Someone eats fish, someone must drink soup.

Zhang Dijing and Zhang Dilu are mixed up all day long, and the youngest son of the first emperor really doesn't want to get involved in these things of his brothers. Flowers and wine, warblers sing and swallows dance. Regardless of whether he can keep it or not, Lao Tzu is free for a day.

The sixth prince took a fancy to his good brother, and used him as a cover to secretly repair his underground kingdom.

Tian Rongxuan of Pinglan Fort has looked for him many times openly and secretly. This equally greedy little man has always coveted the position of his stepfather, Kansuke, as the commander of the city.

Relying on reselling the population and paying tribute, the sixth prince finally agreed to see him. When the two met for the first time, what the sixth prince remembered most was Tian Rongxuan's eyes.

Flattery, hypocrisy, and greed.

And the place where the two met was the dungeon where Waitian Rongxuan of Pinglan Fort specializes in reselling people!

The poor little man, boasting in front of himself, and the dungeon was overcrowded.

In Zhang Dijing's kingdom, Tian Rongxuan is not even a fart. But he looked at this little person differently, the ugly face that was flushed with excitement because of his arrival, tsk, that kind of sickly red was one of the reasons why he was most satisfied with Tian Rongxuan.

Looking at Tian Rongxuan's great achievements, Zhang Dijing did not make a clear statement.

For this reason, Tian Rongxuan was still afraid for a lot of time. Zhang Dijing just wanted to see how this greedy poisonous snake would react after he knew his secret and hadn't made any promises to him!

And Tian Rongxuan did not disappoint him, and still conscientiously contributed his energy to his kingdom.

One day, Tian Rongxuan supervised the military practice on the school field. An unattractive soldier walked up to him, and Tian Rongxuan just wanted to scold him for why he left the team without permission.

The soldier smiled at him with ulterior motives, and whispered in his ear The Sixth Prince, I hope you go further!

Greed is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, eroding Zhang Dijing and making him happy. And he, like Tian Rongxuan's faith, guides the way forward for this little person.

Originally, everything was fine, but on the surface he was still the cynical prince, enjoying the pleasure of dominating everything behind his back.

But his dark line in Pinglan Fort suddenly came back, and Tian Rongxuan was actually dead!

How can an elephant care about the life and death of an ant? But that ant is his Zhang Dijing's ant, who ate the bear's heart and leopard gall, and even his people dare to move?

Before he could vent his anger, the news of the urgency of the battle in Pinglan Fort quietly spread to Qiu Chuan.

Although it is a land of projectiles, the people of Pinglan are fierce. Pinglan Fort has been solid and unbreakable for decades. Why is it so sudden that I am in a hurry...

The forces that were more or less involved in Pinglan Fort quietly sent their own men to investigate the situation.

This time the stakes are very high, and if you follow the vine, you will inevitably harm yourself. Once it is found out that the death of the defender of a city is related to himself, it doesn't matter if the prince is not right, he might as well die without his empire.

As the saying goes, if you care, you will be chaotic, and through the Junzi Jian family, they have been sent to Pinglan Fort three times, and the bad news has come one after another.

He doesn't care if these people live or die, what he needs is intelligence, enough to prove that he is safe! He hates things getting out of his control, he craves information, a constant stream of information.

Finally, for the fourth time, he directly invited the contemporary head of the Nangong family. I don't know what means were used, but the old man promised to make a shot for him.

I waited for three days in a row, but there was no news!

Sending someone to Nangong's house again, the old man of Nangong actually closed the door to thank the guests!

On the one hand, he was terrified, and on the other hand, he had to pretend that nothing had happened. But from countless bad news, he remembered a name, a name that had come up countless times.

Tang Qingshan!

All the unfavorable news about himself was provoked by this guy.

Who is he!

Out of which piece of mud came such a maggot. This rat poop has made his pot of good stock extremely disgusting.

Tang Qingshan must die, must die!

"I've met another interesting person. ”

Recalling everything that had happened recently, Zhang Dijing muttered.

"Oh, you and I go together all day long, when has the sixth brother ever paid attention to the people below? I can count the people I know on one hand, okay! Which little lady did you get acquainted with behind my back, tell me quickly. ”

Zhang Dilu came to his senses at once, put down the wine glass, took three steps and made two steps, and came to the sixth brother in the blink of an eye.

"You guy, you are really, I only said that I knew people, and I didn't say that people knew me. I think about you little girls all day long, beware of dying in their bellies one day!"

In the entire Qiuchuan City, if there is one person who really understands the Tiger Roar King Zhang Dilu, it must be his sixth brother.

This is the most carefree little prince in the city, even if he is the sixth brother, he doesn't dare to say how well he understands.

The reason why the two got close was entirely because of Zhang Dilu's wishful thinking.

The two princes hook up shoulder to shoulder all day long, which emperor can let him be presumptuous at will? But Zhang Dihao just didn't care, and chose to turn a blind eye to his sixth and ninth brothers' search for joy in the city.

Zhang Dijing seemed to understand something, stared at the ninth brother for a long time, and suddenly his expression became profound.

"Where did you run away with that shadow all day long?"

Staring at Zhang Dilu's eyes, King Lingzhi knew that this might be his only chance to know the truth.