The emperor, one person in the world, what truth does he need to understand?

When your mind is full of that chair, you can't care about the rest.

Zhu Gaoxu listened to what his brother said, but he didn't listen to it, and he just listened to it. His eyes looked at Zhu Gaochi, as if he was looking at a croaking crow.

Zhu Gaochi's brows furrowed, a little puzzled, he saw a different meaning from Zhu Gaoxu's gaze.

"Big brother, others don't understand you, they think you're just a fat pig occupying an empty seat, and there is a lot of ridicule behind it, but I always know that you have a good brain, more than a little stronger than me, and stronger than the third child, you can do it, but you don't want to show it in front of people.

Since I was a child, I have always respected you and believed in you, but the great truth you just said is specious, you only said Hu Hai, Sui Yang, why don't you mention the Tang Dynasty and Song Ancestors? Zhu Gaoxu stood up, his hands were raised, and his momentum was high-pitched: "What does it mean to be in a bad position? If my father becomes the emperor, he will say that whoever is the crown prince will be, and who dares to say a word!"

"It's not something you can say. Zhu Gaochi also stood up, looked at his speech lightly, and shook his head: "I'm really curious, who are you bewitched, and you can't even care about Fa Li Lunchang." ”

"Big brother, your brain is so useful, why don't you take a guess?" Zhu Gaoxu suddenly smiled weirdly and asked rhetorically.

"The royal bloodline, the words spoken in front of you, and the people who dare to say it, and make you so obsessed and obsessed... Zhu Gaochi lowered his head and thought about it, puzzled, and unintentionally raised his head to meet the familiar face, and another similar, but most unlikely face flashed in his mind.

"Yes ... Father. "The bitter ones are like one or two coptis chinensis.

Excluding all impossibilities, the rest, no matter how incredible, can only be the only answer.

"Shizi!"

Seeing that Zhu Gao was in a trance and was about to fall, Ma Sanbao shouted and hurriedly stretched out his hand to help.

"Go away!" Zhu Gaochi suddenly struggled, pushed Ma Sanbao aside, his eyes were wide with anger, his eyes were red, and there was faint water vapor brewing: "This is impossible! Father will not be so ruthless, father will not, this is impossible!"

"Why is it impossible! If you don't believe it, ask Li Poison!" Zhu Gaoxu turned his head to look at Li Poison: "What did your father say to you before you left Beiping?

"The prince said... Li Poison hesitated a little, but still replied in a low voice: "The prince said that this time when you enter Beijing, you must protect the second son, if there is something discordant... Dissonance... ”

"How?!"

"You can give up the eldest son and the third son. ”

"Poof!"

No matter how persistent but unable to support, he was regarded as an abandoned son by his biological father, Zhu Gao's huge body fell to the ground, he didn't believe it, but he couldn't believe it: "Father... You really hate me so ... Father... Father... ”

"The Son ... Ma Sanbao knelt on the side, patting Zhu Gaochi's back gently, wanting to say something, but couldn't say anything.

"Now, what other big truth can you say?" Zhu Gaoxu said contemptuously, there was a sickly pleasure in his heart, he didn't know why, but he was happy, and he really wanted to yell a few times to be happy.

"Ahh

"Who?!"

"Come on ... Ahh

A few screams were remembered outside the account, and the four people in the tent were shocked, and before they could come back to their senses, the killing outside the account for a moment had ended. There was a body leaning against the tent to push out a bulge, and then it slipped down, and a few places were stained with blood. . .

Ma Sanbao was the first to come back to his senses, and he was about to rush out to check with his body bowed, but he heard a familiar voice sound, calm and low: "Amitabha, everything has a way, like a dream bubble." If dew is also like electricity, it should be viewed as such. If you can't see through it, you will inevitably sink your nose. ”

"Master!"

"Master Daoyan!"

"Master!"

A jagged withered hand reached in, and then the curtain was raised, the moon-white monk's robe was not stained with the slightest blood, the sick tiger walked into the tent, his eyes swept in front of the four people, and finally turned back to Zhu Gaochi, who was sitting in a daze on the ground, and smiled: "Shizi, if you have the heart to swallow the world, how can you be extinguished by others in a few words?"

"Master... Zhu Gaochi looked up, his eyes were stupid, and he was no longer as smart and profound as before: "Father... Father, he ... ”

"Between what we think, what we say, and what we do, words and deeds are visible, but the human heart is invisible. What does the prince think, what does the prince mean?"

"Could it be?" Zhu Gaochi exclaimed in surprise.

"The prince is the ninety-five emperor of the Mandate of Heaven, what he thinks and thinks, he has a deep meaning, and what he sees and hears may not be true. ”

After a pause, Dao Yan looked at Zhu Gaoxu again, and said quietly: "The emperor is not unscrupulous, let alone the prince?

There are unforeseen circumstances, second son, be careful, don't die. ”

As if to cooperate with Dao Yan's meaningful threat, there were steps outside the tent, but there was no shouting and scolding. It's just that from the shadow of the cloth wall, it is easy to deduce what kind of scene it should be outside.

"Do you know why Xiucai rebelled and couldn't succeed in three years?" Dao Yan suddenly laughed softly: "I think a lot, I have a lot of scruples, I don't get things done, but I always think about what happens after I succeed, I deviate from morality, enemies are enemies, friends are not friends, how can I not be defeated?"

Look at the people in front of you, the benefits are in hand, and it's not too late to talk about how to divide them.

For example, now, family affection is not there, but you still have to form a group to survive, what do you say?"

The voice fell, the palms were slowly closed in front of the chest, and with a gentle pat, there was a "snap", the air froze at this moment, and the wind rose from a source,

"Sla!"

Pieces of cloth flew, with the monk as the center, and suddenly a strong and domineering energy was released, and the huge tent suddenly turned into pieces of broken dishes and flew in all directions.

Pointed out in the heavy sword and gun array, Dao Yan had no sorrow or joy, and raised his eyes to look around: "There are two hundred people in front of you, and there are guards and horses coming one after another." Is it intrigue, or is it watching and surviving? The two princes will choose for themselves. ”

After speaking, Dao Yan took a step.

"Stop!" One of the leaders shouted with a knife: "Stop, put down the weapon in your hand, and kneel on the ground with your head in your hands, otherwise you won't blame me for waiting for the sword to have no eyes!"

Dao Yan still walked forward, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a cruel smile: "The footsteps of the poor monk will not stop, the sword soldier is only in his heart, as for kneeling on the ground with his head in his hands... ”

The figure suddenly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, and then, a skull exploded, red and white splashed in all directions, and his moon-white monk's robe was no longer clean.

"Donor, you are not worthy. ”