"Oh, are you pretending to be garlic with this king! If I don't hit you, I'll kill you! Don't give me tomatoes, don't do it! Where are my oranges?"
"His Royal Highness Your Highness! Calm down, you must calm down!"
The Orange King was even more annoyed by the small soldiers, but it was Long Zaitian who patted His Royal Highness's dragon's back to give him good luck.
"A servant, what's the use of Your Highness arguing with him. I have something to tell you."
The Orange King was furious, and was comforted by Long Zaitian, but he still squinted at the soldier.
"My temper, if it weren't for Long Qing to intercede with you, I would tell you... Hmph, Long Qing, please tell me."
"His Royal Highness, the key point is not these shrimp soldiers and crab generals. Of course, these miscellaneous soldiers on the rivers and lakes are no match for our elite soldiers."
The Orange King nodded frequently when he heard 'Oh oh oh, that makes sense'.
Fu Xiang raised his eyebrows when he heard it. Unlike these private soldiers, he wanted to rely on the imperial court and the Orange King in the future. This dragon in the sky is too harmful to people. Conspiracy in the heart to strive for performance somewhere. While thinking so, there is a faint sense of injustice.
With Mingtu's status in the arena and his ability to hold the elephant, he was able to win the favor of the Orange King at first, and it was his mind that he came up with this overall plan to help the Orange King rise to power. How could this little dragon Zaitian be his opponent. However, the villain used some means to hold him back, and after a few words, his status as a military advisor in front of the Orange King disappeared. Teach him to use the method of making small gangs, and clearly distinguish the two factions of the Jianghu faction and the imperial court faction. And before Fu Xiang completely entered the court, I am afraid that the brand of Jianghu people on his body is enough for him. Can not help but also secretly worried.
"His Royal Highness, the key lies in the master hiding in the imperial kitchen." Long Zaitian slowed down his tone when he said this: "With the confidentiality of our actions, all the capable people in the palace are here. The minister handled it himself, of course you know this, right? This is a small credit of Wei Chen, right?"
The Orange King nodded: "Yes, yes, of course it is."
"Yes, yes, let's not mention it. We are not good at this credit. This is all the credit of Wei Chen, so let's not mention it."
"Alas, Long Qing is humble!"
Fu Xiang heard his jaw drop on the side: I have never seen such a brazen person!
"What Wei Chen wants to say is that we have already controlled the masters in the palace. If we miss one, there will be changes. These people in the rivers and lakes really don't know what they will do? Take control."
"What mysterious master is hiding in the imperial kitchen?" The Orange King sneered, "The palace is where this king grew up. I don't know anything about the imperial kitchen? Can't even take it."
"The so-called great hidden in the city, Your Highness must be guarded."
"This... is also true. According to what Longqing sees, what should be done?"
"One Weichen warrior, naturally..."
Fu Xiang suddenly took a step forward and cupped his hands: "His Royal Highness, the old...I would like to go and capture this beast alive. Use his head to lay the foundation for my new dynasty, Lord Chengkong!"
The Orange King said happily: "Oh? Fuxiang you..."
"Mr. Fu has a heart." Long Zaitian stopped his words, and said solemnly: "I also know that this was originally your fault. Your subordinates are incompetent, and you can't deal with others, that's not what hurts you, Teacher Fu. Face? But this is a national matter, how can you intervene because of personal grievances?"
"… "
Fu Xiang's heart exploded: the dragon is in the sky! Sooner or later, this old man will cut you into pieces!
Before waiting for the Orange King to speak, Long Zaitian committed: "I want to send some reliable, efficient and brave soldiers, but unfortunately I can't find anyone."
When King Orange heard the words 'a brave and extraordinary soldier', he suddenly had an epiphany: "Why not? Aren't these forbidden troops under this king an elite soldier?"
Long Zaitian clapped his hands and said, "Hey! There are foreign enemies in the palace, and His Highness sent the Imperial Army to expel them. It really is the style of a king!"
As soon as the Orange King heard it, he had a good plan, and immediately gathered his troops and sent out most of the Imperial Army guarding the warriors to go to the imperial kitchen to find the mysterious master.
Long Zaitian was favored by the Orange King, and glanced at Fuxiang triumphantly.
Fu Xiang and him glared at each other, feeling extremely sad and depressed. It is not only this great contribution that he has made. Today's situation is not only designed by him with painstaking efforts. There was even an incomparably strong Yeluo Fort Lord, and Fu Xiang took a lot of hard work to expel him. But the Orange King doesn't know. The Orange King had never heard of Yeluobao, and of course he didn't even know the difficulty.
"The wind of the king? Hey, it's ridiculous."
Just when the Orange King was beaming with joy, he heard a cold female voice like a wind chime and a jade knocking on ice.
"You're a son, and even your own father is arrested for the sake of the throne." Shen Yiren, who was sitting on the ground slumped, stared coldly at King Orange, a sneer escaped from the corner of his mouth: "You are not even worthy of being a man, and you are the one who is the king. wind?"
The princes and ministers who heard this not far away were horrified, and they hit the sore spot in King Orange's heart. The Orange King gritted his teeth, strode forward and slapped him, and with a slap, Shen Yiren's snow-white Jun face was already red and swollen.
"Bitch! Take back your words, otherwise it doesn't matter what your identity is, this king will break your tongue today!" The Orange King grabbed her hair, "Speak! Say you are wrong! Say that you Shen Yiren will surrender in the future. to me."
Shen Yiren was so powerless that he was slapped on the ground by the orange king. She was originally taller than ordinary women, with a straight chest and back, and slender legs. When he fell to the ground, not only was a pair of fragrant jade pears pressed on the ground, but the soft and milky white circles that were as soft as tofu spread outward, and even the curves at the waist and buttocks were indescribably moving.
She frowned painfully, revealing a wild fox-like charm.
When Fu Xiang saw such a charming style, his lower abdomen suddenly became hot, and the evil fire rose up: How can such a goblin who is so fascinated and does not lose his life can let Long Zai Tian succeed.
The Orange King grabbed her hair and shouted sharply, "Speak!"
Shen Yiren's hair was disheveled, and her voice came out from her rain-like black hair, with a chilling composure.
"...Take your hand away." The voice was blocked by the long hair, and it was a little dull, but it had a kind of murderous intent: "... If you don't want your mother to lose a son, just let go of your hand."
King Orange did not expect this woman to be so arrogant and angry in this situation, only to hear Fu Xiang suddenly offer advice: "Your Highness, this daughter doesn't know how to praise her, and it's really a sin for her to collide with Your Highness today. To die."
"No, after she is a hero, she is in a high position." The Orange King is still a bit clear, and he knows what to do and what not to do. "This dynasty has never used a knife to kill such officials."
But Fu Xiang originally used to retreat to advance. When Long Zai Tian saw Fu Xiang's half-smiling expression, he immediately knew that it was not good, but it was too late to stop it.
"So it is. But this woman can't let His Highness offend you so much." Fu Xiang smiled: "This woman has no other strengths, but she is a rare beauty. So the minister suggested... it is better to demote her. Become a prostitute, become an official prostitute, learn how to serve men, and restrain her wild temperament!"
The Orange King listened reasonably and nodded with a sneer: "That's it!"
Chapter 31 Xue Zhao hidden worries, Fu Xiang sorrow
"Traitor! How dare you!" But the speaker was Song Ou who was thrown into the queue of princes and ministers after he woke up. Brother Bird has been awake for a long time, and seeing his fiancee in trouble, why not hurry: "His Royal Highness Orange King, you are also a noble prince, how can you listen to the slanderous words of these savages."
Since the dragon has clearly distinguished the boundary between Jianghu people and court warriors, Fu Xiang is most taboo about this. He is secretly angry in his heart but his face is calm, sneering: "Who am I talking about? It turned out to be the Song family. Eldest young master. Your Highness, this young master Song came from a family that is one of the seven crowns of the White King, and is deeply favored by Emperor Yuan Sheng. It may not be our help."
These remarks were repeated, and they wanted to break Song Ou's position in the heart of the Orange King.
In fact, there is no need for Fuxiang to talk too much. The Orange King has always looked down on Song Ou.
Song Ou and Orange King are actually somewhat similar. Both of them have a noble origin, and it is also because of their origin that their destiny has been affected in their lives. The difference is that the Orange King thinks that he has the ambition and talent that matches his background, but Song Ou is just a big pustule.
In the same way, King Orange also understood that Song Ou was the eldest son of the Song family, but he was also an abandoned son because of his own experience. Even if his court needs to win over the Song family in the future, Song Ou is not a necessity. As the Orange King, there is no need for Song Ou to connect. That's just surrendering his status. If the Song family is sensible, they should send important people to congratulate them. That is the way for a king to establish a relationship with the White King Seven Crowns. Relying on one person to win over a relationship is a natural thing for people like Fuxiang to come to, but they ignore the fact that if the Orange King ascends the throne, he will be the emperor of a dynasty. . After all, Fu Xiang has been in the arena for a long time and cannot understand the thoughts of the Orange King, but this sentence is nonsense.
Seeing that King Orange didn't speak, Song Ou became anxious: If Yiren was demoted to an official prostitute, I would not want Song Ou's face in the future! Even the Song family, don't even think about raising their heads in Jiangnan Wulin!
"His Royal Highness Orange, let Yiren go, we can talk about everything. I don't want anything else, as long as Yiren is safe."
Fu Xiang smiled and said, "Just with one word from you, Song Ou, do you want the lord to change his mind?" Although his tone was light, but he wanted her to be a prostitute! prostitute! prostitute! 'The urgent state of mind is ready to come out.
"No matter what it is! My Song family will open the conditions, you can say whatever."
"Just you?" The Orange King also sneered: "What can you give this King? Even a daughter-in-law who hasn't been through the door is pressing you to death. This King is going to kill you. I think the Song family is reluctant to pay twenty taels. The ransom. Talk to you about how to be a wife slave? Go away!"
After saying that, he kicked his feet and kicked Song Ou aside. Although Song Ou didn't catch the thorns and tears, he was tapped by Fu Xiang himself, and his internal energy couldn't function, which was worse than the situation of Shen Yiren and others. Teach King Orange to hit his temple with his foot, and he almost fainted from the kick, and he didn't even have the strength to turn over when he was lying on the side.