"Speak, do you think that killing you by the neck will make up for your sins? You owe me a explanation! Give me a thought, think carefully, think hard, I can't remember that I put a sword on your neck to force you to think, I'll give you a cup of tea, and if you can't remember any clues, I'll cut your dog's neck with a sword!" [No pop-up novel network]

It's not so much that he's angry, but that there's more to it than fear. In the previous head-to-head confrontation with the Holy Emperor, Prince Zhong and his family suffered a big defeat, losing the first assistant of the cabinet and the three major secret service divisions, which is not unmistakable. This time, he swore in front of Prince Zhong to ensure that the tribute would not be lost. He also knew that this time the tribute was very important to Prince Zhong, so he sent the most elite troops under his command to escort him, but he didn't expect something to happen.

As the saying goes, blessings are incomparable, and disasters are not singular. If the news of the robbery of the tribute reached the ears of Prince Zhong, it is not known what kind of anger it would cause. King Jing was apprehensive in his heart.

The sharp long sword rested on his neck, Wu Tiecheng's mind turned fast, as a soldier who had experienced countless tests of life and death, he was not afraid of death. But there is an essential difference between dying on the battlefield and dying under the sword of King Jing, and he doesn't want to die like this. So he desperately remembered the details of when the tribute was robbed.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, like lightning splitting through the heavy clouds, and he grabbed a certain detail at once.

"White Mist! Long Whip!" Wu Tiecheng suddenly opened his eyes: "There is a problem with White Mist and Long Whip!"

"What's the problem?" He had already heard about the robbery of the tribute beforehand, so King Jing knew what was going on with the white mist and the long whip.

"The weather today is nice and there is no fog, so the white fog that is in the trap is definitely man-made. I remembered now that there was the smell of medicinal herbs in the white mist, which should have been a mixture of several medicines. Ordinary people don't have this ability, and I think that at least an intermediate alchemist can prepare such a thick white mist. Wu Tiecheng's tiger eyes widened, and the essence flashed: "That black long rope is very fast, although it was swept away by the big flag when I was caught off guard, but with my reaction speed, if the other party's realm is a little worse, there is no way to succeed in front of me." But this person's movements are very fast, at least not slower than me, I am the realm of the second layer of qi induction, so I boldly speculate that his realm is at least the level of the second layer of qi induction. ”

"An intermediate alchemist of the second-layer realm of the Qi Induction Period!" King Jing's eyes burst out with two cold lights, he withdrew his long sword, and said coldly: "Check for me, even if you dig three feet into the ground in the Holy Lion City, you have to dig this person out for me!"

Wu Tiecheng took the warriors of the Iron Blood Battalion all over the world to find the person who plundered the tribute, but King Jing fell into distress. It was hard for him to imagine that after Prince Zhong learned the news, he would be angry with him and give him an ugly look on the spot.

Although he was worried in his heart, King Jing Song Xingguang knew that he couldn't cover this kind of thing, so he still came to Prince Zhong's mansion honestly and truthfully reported the robbery of the tribute.

What surprised him was that after Prince Zhong heard the news, his expression was like that of Gu Jing Bubo, and he didn't show any abnormality, but just said lightly: "If you lose it, you will lose it, just go and find it back." ”

King Jing stared at Prince Zhong's face in amazement, and secretly praised in his heart, no wonder among so many princes, only the fifth child is the most powerful candidate to compete for the throne, just this realm where Mount Tai collapsed in front and remained unchanged was not comparable to him.

Prince Zhong took a sip of tea slowly, then slowly put the teacup on the table, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said lightly: "Old Seven, the most important reason why this tribute was robbed so easily is that they obtained accurate information. Have you ever wondered how such a secret message was leaked out of the snow-capped black mud stems hidden in the flagpole?"

King Jing scratched his head and replied, "This is also a question that I have been unable to figure out. The robbers were very cleverly arranged, apparently prepared. Their purpose was obvious, that is, to target the big banner in Wu Tiecheng's hand, and the rest of the property was not touched. If they hadn't had accurate information in advance, they wouldn't have been able to get out of the way with one hit. After all, the Iron Blood Camp is not vegetarian either. ”

"They can get such secret information, and the intelligence ability of these people is not trivial. Guess who in the imperial capital has such a skill?"

"Fifth brother, you mean...... Did it do it by the people of the Maoyan Division?" King Jing Fuzhi said, "In addition to the Maoyan Division among the three major secret service divisions, what other agency has such a strong intelligence ability?"

Prince Zhong's expression was still calm, but there was a cold glint in his eyes, as if he was talking to himself: "Sixth, sixth, it seems that you can't hold it back, so anxious to deal with your fifth brother." ”

King Jing slapped the table and said angrily: "What's it, I can't get used to his villainous face." ”

Prince Zhong said lightly: "Anyone who has been discriminated against for so long and is in power will be eager to prove himself." ”

"Waste is waste, it's not that the Holy Emperor has given the title of King Ming, he is really qualified to be a prince. If it is found out that he is really responsible for the robbery of the tribute this time, I will raze his Ming Palace!" King Jing waved his fist to show his anger.

Prince Zhong glanced at him and sneered: "Don't forget, the three major secret services are now in his hands, it is easy for him to investigate us, and it is not so simple for us to investigate." ”

"Then what should I do, do you just swallow this breath and watch him show off his might?"

"If you can't find out what you can't find, you don't need to investigate," Prince Zhong said meaningfully: "Who do I want to deal with, do I need a reason?"

This sentence leaked domineeringly, and King Jing heard it in his heart. Prince Zhong is a kind person on the surface, but in fact, the city government is very deep and ruthless. If it weren't for a person who was full of ** and ambition in his heart, how could he never forget the throne? In the last head-to-head confrontation with the Holy Emperor, although Prince Zhong lost a lot, the government and opposition forces he had managed for many years did not hurt the fundamentals. The forbearance during this period of time is not that he is afraid and retreats. With King Jing's understanding of him, he was just brewing a more violent counterattack.

This tribute robbery incident is just an introduction. gave Prince Chung an excuse to act. Whether this matter was done by Maoyan Si or not, in Prince Zhong's heart, it no longer matters. He said that it was Song Xinghai's fault, and that was it. As for whether this is the case, there is a relationship with Mao? As Prince Tongzhong said, who is he going to deal with, does he need a reason?

"Fifth brother, what are you going to do?"

"In a month, the Holy Emperor will go to the autumn field to hunt, according to the custom, the sixth child, as the leader of the three major secret services, will go to the hunting ground in advance to investigate, at this time he will not bring many people, I don't want to see him come back alive. Prince Zhong took a sip of tea gently, paused with an expression of enjoyment, and then said, "You and Lao Jiu will arrange this matter." You don't need me to teach you how to do it, do you?"

"I understand, fifth brother, you can rest assured and wait for the good news. King Jing took the order and said goodbye with his fists in his hands.

After he left, Prince Zhong slammed the cup in his hand on the ground, the tea splashed everywhere, his face was pale, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Sixth, you even dare to rob the little princess's medicine, I can't spare you!"

Thinking of the strong family behind the little princess, Prince Zhong broke out in cold sweat on his forehead. This kind of rare treasure of the hundred-year-old snow-capped mountain black mud stem can be met but not sought, and even the inventory of the palace of the king of Angzang is very scarce, if it is not for the king of Angzang and he has a secret agreement, people are reluctant to offer this kind of national treasure. The reason why he made this request to King Aung Zang was to please the little princess. Only by serving the little princess well and controlling her illness can he get help from that huge family when he does things in the future. If that behemoth is willing to make a move, then he will have an overwhelming advantage in the duel with the Holy Emperor. It is precisely because of this that he takes such care of the little princess and spares no effort for her condition.

The hundred-year-old snow mountain black mud stem has extremely cathode cold attributes, which is very effective for suppressing the "poisonous fire" veins in the little princess's body. Unexpectedly, he was robbed near the imperial capital, if it weren't for Prince Zhong's deep city, he would have smashed the teacup on the door of King Jing's face just now.

He really killed Song Xinghai.

Although there was no evidence, Prince Zhong's intuition told him that this matter was done by Song Xinghai. The Holy Emperor's refusal to send tribute from the Kingdom of Angzang to the Imperial Palace, but directly to Prince Zhong's palace, has always been in the throat, and it is regarded as a great shame. This time, he regained control of the three major secret service divisions through Song Xinghai's hand, and if he didn't make great use of it, wouldn't he be worthy of the prestige of the three major secret service divisions? After learning the news, the Holy Emperor sent Song Xinghai to send people to make targeted arrangements in Langya Town, and then calmly took away the black mud stems of the snow-capped mountains. The purpose of this is both a warning and a blow to Prince Zhong.

The meaning tells you that the tribute originally belonged to the palace and the treasury, and you Prince Zhong is only a prince, so how can He De receive the tribute on behalf of the Holy Lion Empire? Prince Zhong has countless reasons to believe that the black mud stem of the Snow Mountain must be in the palace, maybe the Holy Emperor Lao Er is playing with it in his hand at the moment.

For a conspirator like Prince Chung, every action of his opponent is analyzed in terms of political purpose. But he didn't know that this time his guess was far from the real truth. The person who robbed the tribute was neither the Holy Emperor nor Song Xinghai, but just a sixteen-year-old boy who wanted the alchemy of the black mud stem of the Snow Mountain.

If he had known that the tribute escorted by three hundred and sixty brave and skilled soldiers had been robbed by a group of sixteen or seventeen-year-old half-grown children, perhaps he would really be unable to hold back and smash the teacup on King Jing's head. It's embarrassing to call it "Iron Blood Battalion", it's better to simply call it the Dumb Battalion.

The maidservant waiting outside the hall heard the crisp sound, hurriedly walked in, and when she saw the fragments of the teacup and the tea on the ground, her face turned pale with fright, and she hurriedly squatted down to clean it up.

When she finished cleaning up, Prince Zhong said in a low voice: "Go and invite the little princess to ......"

"Yes. The little maid respectfully agreed, retreated to the door, and was about to go out, when Prince Zhong sighed and said, "Forget it, it is better for this king to go and see her in person." ”

When Prince Zhong walked away, the little maid breathed a sigh of relief. She was very curious in her heart, how could a figure like Prince Zhong, under one person and above ten thousand, be so respectful to a young girl? That little princess was very mysterious, and she didn't know what it was.