That night in the Daming Palace of Tiandu City, Emperor Ji Tianquan of Longwu feasted and the ministers washed the dust for Ji Chengqing.

At first, the singing and dancing were staggered, and it was still festive and lively, and after three rounds of wine and five flavors, Ji Tianquan suddenly took off his yellow robe on a whim, and danced his sword in the hall.

As soon as he took the lead, where could the generals who had come up from the wine still be able to hold their temperament? First, the general of Zhengdong, Hu Jiansheng, grabbed the neck of Chen Tailong, the general of Zhenbei, and then Li Xiangru, one of the guards of Jiuqing, went into battle shirtless to compete with the servant Xu Kejian, and then Chen Zhao, the general of Zhengxi, jumped out and pointed at the nose of Zongzheng Ji Tiangui, who was in charge of the internal affairs of the palace, and scolded......

Thinking that Zongzheng was a civil official, he would not fight? It was a big mistake, which of the close ministers and important generals around Emperor Longwu was not experienced in a hundred battles and killed people like hemp? At that moment, Ji Tiangui stopped doing it, rushed up and hugged Chen Zhao and threw him to the ground.

Ao Jianghai and the others, who participated in the palace banquet for the first time, were dumbfounded, and they never dreamed that these princes and important ministers in the court would be so drunk and crazy.

Unexpectedly, Emperor Ji Tianquan of Longwu was not only angry or annoyed, but applauded with great interest.

Dou Bao was stunned and asked, "General Lian, you adults have often drunk wine like this...... Why?"

Lian Heguo smiled and said: "Today's meeting is quite small, the last time General Zhennan Ju Chongde returned to Beijing to report on his work, and there was a quarrel with General Meng Haishan Meng at the banquet, both of them were hot-tempered, and they rolled up their arms and sleeves and fought. General Meng's strength was not as bad as that of General Ju, and he was so angry that he almost burned down the Daming Palace with the strength of wine, and as a result, His Majesty was so angry that he punished him for two years. ”

Ma Zhu'er was surprised: "If anyone is beaten and his nose is swollen, won't he hold a grudge in the future?"

Lian Heguo disagreed: "What kind of grudge? If you really want to hold a grudge, you won't fight in the main hall." They are all old brothers who have been fighting bloodily for decades, and who still doesn't know who? Don't look at the dark night when they fight tonight, and when they wake up from the wine tomorrow morning, they will put their arms around and call themselves brothers, and discuss where the court will disperse and be happy. ”

Ma Hanguang was itchy and unbearable, and couldn't help but say: "Straight lady thief, this is called enjoyable!"

Lian Heguo said with a smile: "Didn't you have a holiday with Lord Lin? Don't blame me for not reminding you, now rush up and beat him up, it's okay to keep it." ”

Guan Yingwu touched his nose and said, "Excuse me, a few of us tied together, I can't help Lord Lin with three punches and two kicks, so I won't lose this person." ”

Suddenly, I heard Ji Tianquan shouting: "Tiangui, work harder, brother is optimistic about you!"

It turned out that Ji Tiangui was impatient with Chen Zhao's scolding, so he picked up the wine table and smashed it on his head.

Chen Zhao didn't regard Ji Tiangui as a relative of the emperor at all, his head rushed forward and blasted the wine table out of a big hole, and the two scuffled.

Ji Tiangui heard that the imperial brother was cheering him on, and he became more and more energetic and turned over to press Chen Zhao under him.

Ji Tianquan was overjoyed and said: "Tiangui, I'll bet you to win! Who dares to play with Lao Tzu?"

There are really some ministers who don't buy it, and Hu Jiansheng, the general of Zhengdong, and Chen Tailong, the general of Zhenbei, who have just finished fighting, immediately responded and said: "We bet Chen Mazi five hundred taels of gold!"

"One thousand taels!" Ji Tianquan waved his hand heroically, "Turtle son's, five hundred taels is considered a Qiu?"

"A thousand is a thousand!" The servant Xu Kejian drunkenly pointed at Chen Zhao and said: "Chen Mazi, if you dare to lose, I will lead someone to demolish the Zhengxi General's Mansion!"

Prime Minister Zhao Yishan is an out-and-out minister, and said with a smile: "Okay, I will take out half a year's money to sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman and bet on Ji Zongzheng." ”

Ji Tianquan applauded and laughed: "Lao Zhao, you can't lose anything by following me!"

Imperial Doctor Sun Siren stroked the two small whiskers on his lips and said hesitantly: "Your Majesty, I lost ten purple light beads with you last time, and it still hurts." I can't listen to you this time anyway, I'll bet Chen Zhao 1,000 taels!"

At the moment, the hall was boiling in the sky, and dozens of princes and important ministers were clamoring to bet, optimistic about Ji Tiangui and Chen Zhao's half.

Ji Tianquan's face was full of red light, and he grabbed the wine cup and asked Ji Chengqing: "Son, you can also come and play." ”

Ji Cheng glanced at him and said, "No money." ”

The eldest prince Ji who was sitting at the head of him clarified and drew his sword to help: "Chengqing, how much do you want to bet? I'll lend it to you!"

Before Ji Chengche could speak, the ministers suddenly burst into a burst of joy and thunder, but it was Chen Zhao who turned defeat into victory, lifted Ji Tiangui high above the top, turned around twice and threw him out of the palace gate.

Ji Tianquan was disappointed, and scolded: "Your grandma's, it must be a woman's belly that sleeps too much!" But he didn't want Ji Tiangui and his compatriots to siblings, your grandma and my grandma are really the same grandma.

Ji Tianguiren turned over and landed steadily in the air, blushing and saying with a rough neck: "Chen Mazi, you fucking trick and squeak Lao Tzu's armpits!"

The crowd burst into laughter, and they didn't know how many mouthfuls of wine came out.

At the moment, there are people who knock on the table, there are people who shake the wine cup, there are people who stomp their feet, and there are people who scold their mothers, the winners are smiling, and the losers are not convinced, and they are about to stage a big drama of palace group fighting.

At this time, Ji Qingqing suddenly looked at Ji Chengche with a smile and said, "Eighth brother, why don't you and I play to cheer up my father?"

The noisy hall suddenly fell silent, and all eyes were stunned to Ji Qingqing.

But the silence was extremely short, and in an instant there was a lot of noise, and even a few generals who had drunk too much jumped on the table.

Lian Heguo's face tightened, and he said in a low voice: "It's troublesome." ”

Ma Zhu'er was looking elated, puzzled: "What trouble?"

Lian Heguo smiled bitterly: "You don't understand, there has never been a precedent for a prince to fight." ”

Ma Zhu'er really didn't understand, and glared: "What are you talking about, to explain that you will die if you put it bluntly?"

Lian Heguo sighed: "If you make it clear, you will really die." ”

Guan Yingwu realized, and said in a deep voice: "Ma Zhu'er, don't talk too much, just look at it." ”

Over there, Ji Chengche was also stunned, but he couldn't see any discoloration from Ji Qingqing's drunken and hazy eyes, and immediately smiled faintly and got up and walked down the seat to the center of the hall.

Ji Qingqing took off his big sword and walked into the arena, his handsome face flushed with wine red, and teased: "Eighth brother, if you lose this time, you are not allowed to cry your nose." ”

Ji Chengche gave a thumbs up half-drunk and pointed to his feet, and said, "If you can make your little brother move, even if I lose." ”

A strange light flashed in Ji Qing's eyes, and he shook his head and said, "That foolish brother is too cheap. ”

Ji Chengche said disapprerovitically: "It's okay, you are the boss, you should take advantage of it." ”

Suddenly, I heard Chen Tailong, the general of Zhenbei, shouting: "Your Highness, I will bet you on 3,000 taels of gold to win." ”

"Four thousand!"

"A thousand!"

"I'm betting on this jade Ruyi!"

In the shouts of the ministers, Ji Tianquan's face gradually smiled, and he suddenly untied his belt and slapped it on the table: "No matter who wins, Lao Tzu's belt is his!"

As soon as they saw Emperor Longwu release the colorful head, everyone became more and more excited, and they all bet.

Qiu Ying was happy when he saw Hunter and said, "Why don't we bet some too?"

Lian Heguo hurriedly said: "Don't get involved, this game is not something you and I can afford." ”

Ma Hanguang said angrily: "Why, bullying Lao Tzu for less money?"

"No, you don't understand it. Lian Heguo looked left and right, lowered his voice and said: "Do you think these princes and princes are joking? In the end, it was General Chen Tailong and Chen who was alert and relieved His Majesty. ”

Guan Yingwu faintly understood, and said in shock: "Then clarify that His Highness wants to ......."

Ao Jianghai said angrily: "Damn, the bastard has a belly full of flowers, and he is not a good bird at a glance!"

Lian Heguo's face changed in fright, and he covered Ao Jianghai's mouth and said, "Silence, and see how His Highness Cheng Che responds." ”

Ma Zhu'er said disapprerovingly: "Even that kid with thin arms and tender legs dares to compete with His Royal Highness Chengche?"

Lian He Guo said in a deep voice: "Don't talk nonsense, Your Highness is a disciple of Tianchi Zhenren, one of the Seven Heavens of the Heavenly Dao Sect, and it is said that his cultivation has reached the realm of a drop in the ocean, and he is second to none among all the princes. ”

Ma Zhu'er was silent, but the contempt on his face was obvious.

It's no wonder that she has almost blind confidence in Ji Chengche, even Ji Qingqing's uncle Tianbo Zhenren, who is also one of the Seven Heavens, couldn't tell His Highness Chengche at the bridgehead of Wangjing, isn't it boring for this Highness to find trouble?

At this time, Ji Qingqing's eyes glanced at the belt on Emperor Longwu's banquet, and couldn't help but heat up.

He is Chinese New Year's Eve six years old today, and he has been the eldest prince for twenty-three or four years since the establishment of the empire, but Ji Tianquan has been reluctant to appoint the crown prince, and there are many rumors among the government and the opposition.

Unlike Ji Chengqing, who was born with a golden spoon, Ji Tianquan was just a wrangler on the grassland outside the Saiwai when Ji Qingqing was born, and later pulled up a group of brothers to raise the anti-Qin banner, which sounded better called the Righteous Army, but in fact, he was running around and was similar to a rogue.

It wasn't until later that Ji Tianquan formed an alliance with the Heavenly Taoist Sect and raised troops to conquer Qilu, which gave him a place to stand.

Ji Qingqing gradually grew up, worshiped under the seat of Tianchi Zhenren while practicing martial arts, and followed his father to fight in the south and the north, and really made a lot of meritorious achievements, and was quite prestigious in the army.

However, the throne of the crown prince has always been out of reach, especially in recent years, the gap between the imperial court and the Heavenly Taoist Sect has gradually emerged, and his situation has become more and more embarrassing and sensitive.

It stands to reason that Ji Chengche does not pose a threat to Ji Qingqing. Not only because he was born to a side concubine, but also because of the influence of the demon bloodline, it is impossible for him to become the monarch of the Han Empire in the future.

Who knew that as soon as the eighth brother returned from the Northern Wilderness, he made a fuss from the government and the opposition, and his father even broke the precedent and personally led 10,000 horses to welcome the Shili Pavilion, which caused a sensation in the temple and shocked the sky.

Ji Qingqing was indignant in his heart, especially Ji Chengche almost crushed the Heavenly Dao Sect all the way back to Beijing, which made it even more difficult for him to send himself. Fang Cai also drank a little more wine and temporarily got upset, but he wanted to give Ji Chengche a little bit of a sulk in his chest, and at the same time test what his father's mind was.

As a result, instead of showing the slightest annoyance, Ji Tianquan untied the belt he was carrying as a color head, which made Ji Qingqing's heart suddenly settle, and he looked at Ji Chengche with a smile and said, "Since this is the case, the foolish brother will give it a try!"