Nanfangbuzhou, Chaoge City.
When the sky rotated around the sky, the night was full of stars, and when the lights were first on, Di Xin sat on the throne carried by nine people and left the Great King's Hall with a tired face.
Recently, the reaction of the princes has become more intense, and the great merchants have abundant military strength, but there are already many hidden dangers.
One hundred of the eight hundred princes rebelled, which was expected.
After all, after a few royal orders, half of the princes have been forced into a path, either to continue to submit to the widowed big business, or to rebel themselves and be beaten to surrender by the widowed big business.
As the grand master said, let the widow temporarily slow down the persecution of the dignitaries in the DPRK and China, so as to ease the pressure they are facing at this time...
Taishi is always too steady and conservative.
change bleeds;
Innovation and punishment.
Dashang's foundation has already had too many problems and too many Shen Kes. If it can't be cut down quickly, it will only be a useless effort.
Today, the reform has achieved initial results. The commercial land has become more and more prosperous, and the people have begun to accept and assimilate slaves. Although there is still a long way to go, this kind of national strength is enough to frighten the heroes.
Ji Chang was imprisoned, Nan Bohou was dead, Bei Bohou had been tamed by the widows, only eight hundred princes remained, the big tree behind his queen, Donglu, and the Jiang family.
This Jiang family... hum!
Considering himself the head of the country, relying on the richness of Lu, he secretly supported the small princes to cause chaos, and on the surface he was kind to the few, so as to indulge in his own fame.
Do you want to be the uncrowned king besides the big business
It is too small to underestimate the ambition of the widow...
"King."
A soft call came from ahead suddenly, making Di Xin turn from his thoughts.
The carriage had already stopped, and not far ahead, a beautiful woman in fine attire, accompanied by a number of maids, saluted Di Xin slowly, and said softly:
"King."
Di Xin raised his hand to signal, and the throne was slowly put down.
But Di Xin sat motionless in his seat, and said calmly, "Why is the queen here?"
That woman is Queen Jiang, and Di Xin was married when Di Xin was still the heir.
As if sensing Di Xin's indifference, the woman sighed faintly, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, I have already prepared the dinner, and I would like to invite you to the palace for a talk.
Your Majesty works hard for state affairs every day, and I don't know what to do for him, I just want to solve his worries and problems. "
Di Xin frowned, "The widow has made an appointment with the beauty."
"My lord, is it a little too much for you to favor sister Daji?" Queen Jiang sighed, "You are the king of a country and the husband of our sisters. We don't ask you to share the rain and dew, but we should also care about the relationship between husband and wife." Point, don't be so cold.
However, there are rumors in the court that Concubine Su Gui is harmful to the monarch, and I, as the queen, should remind the king of this..."
Di Xin leaned back slowly, his burly figure was sunk in the throne, his eyes were like two abysses, his left hand was resting on his cheek, and his middle finger rested on the edge of his bun. Although his voice was light, it revealed an inexplicable majesty.
"Are you teaching me to be a king?"
Queen Jiang trembled all over, quickly took half a step back, bowed her head to Di Xin, "Your Majesty, forgive me!"
"The widow is the king, and you are the queen."
Di Xin raised his finger, and the throne was slowly lifted up by nine warriors, and he walked towards the deep palace.
The figure of Queen Jiang stood there quietly, her eyes closed slowly, her left hand tightly clenched her right hand, her knuckles turned white.
Daji!
You wait!
…
Heavenly Court, too White House.
"Brother, drink tea~"
Calling softly, Ling'e floated over with a teacup.
This little Immortal Immortal, finally seeing Li Changshou out for activities today, immediately put on light makeup, changed into a fringed dress with light green grass and light green, combed her ingenious temples, and held tea He came over with a smile.
With the reminder from Chaos Clock Zhong Ling, she knew that her senior brother was now arranging the critical moment of the catastrophe, so she shouldn't let her senior brother worry about it.
But from another perspective, when people are tired, it is easiest to get closer to those around them.
It is the job of a junior sister who is determined to get rid of the label of a junior sister to give her senior a hard time and let him relax!
In the thatched cottage, Li Changshou raised his head and smiled at Ling'e, then continued to look down at the bronze mirror in front of him.
Ling'e leaned forward with some perplexity, gathered her skirt and tied her slender feet, and quietly moved to the side of her brother's futon, looking at the picture in the bronze mirror.
It was a backyard, and there was a handsome child in shorts and shorts, with two buns on his head, stretching slowly.
"Little Nezha is so big?"
Ling'e sighed softly, and immediately forgot the serious sense of mission she had when she came.
"It's only been a few years, and he looks like a little adult!"
Li Changshou nodded with a smile, and said softly, "Do you like boys or girls?"
"Boys, they are thick-headed and tiger-headed, but girls are also pretty good, you can dress up in various ways... ah!"
Ling'e couldn't help biting her lower lip, and said angrily in a low voice, "How could you start saying this without paying attention, people will always be ashamed."
Li Changshou couldn't help but narrowed his eyes with a smile, and took a sip of herbal tea, which was surprisingly sweet.
"Brother, how is Nezha's evil spirit now?"
"He is now able to control the evil spirit through his emotions and subconscious, and he is not far from completely controlling his own evil spirit," Li Changshou paused, then shook his head with a chuckle.
Li Changshou said warmly: "If Nezha completely releases the evil spirit at this time, it is beyond the control of ordinary golden immortals.
Thinking about it carefully, this is indeed a bit too hasty. Although there is the accumulation of the spirit beads period, and the endless spiritual energy I provided him when he was pregnant, there must be a driving force behind it. "
Ling'e: ...
"Is it possible to directly mention the way of heaven now? Brother, when did you change your temper?"
"Well," Li Changshou said with a smile, "When we were not immortals, what we thought about was how to survive, so we had to face the crisis of survival every day, thinking that if we were accidentally trampled to death by Da Neng, what would happen? How unlucky.
At that time, being cautious and not participating in any cause and effect is the most stable path.
Step by step, you have the ability to settle down, be comprehensive in everything, accept the orders of the heavens upwards, push the power of the heavens downwards, and put yourself in the tide of the rise of the heavens. This is the most stable path.
Now, in order to promote the great catastrophe, Tiandao is desperate to maintain the original route of the great catastrophe and directly intervene in the affairs of the emperor.
I need to clarify my own position, use the name of balance, condense the will of the human race, show some toughness to the Dao of Heaven, and protect you under the premise that the Dao of Heaven cannot kill me. This is the most stable path now.
Silly girl, everything is constantly changing, whether it is too conservative or too loose is the way to death, only adapting to the current situation is the final way to get out of this chessboard. "
Ling'e blinked, a little confused why.
Realm, it really is that my own realm is not enough.
"Okay, you stay here and watch," Li Changshou said with a smile, "I turn my attention away from Paper Taoist, this little general is going out to inspect the law and order again."
Ling'e chuckled, and took the initiative to lean over and hold Li Changshou's arm.
Taking advantage of the senior brother's distraction, secretly taking advantage of something, there is no need to worry about being too shy.
Inside the bronze mirror, little Nezha was about to go out, and the familiar figure appeared behind him. It was Wang Changan, the senior servant.
The surface of the bronze mirror vibrated slightly, and there was a highly reductive dialogue:
"Third young master, where are you going when you go out today?"
"walk around."
Little Nezha said something old-fashioned and authentic, stretched his waist, and the copper and gold bracelets on his hands made a few clear and clear collision sounds, and a little inspiration burst out.
After saying that, he carried his little hands behind his back, held his head high and held his chest high, and he was walking in a majestic and majestic way.
At this moment, a sound came from the backyard:
"Don't be too late for fun!"
Little Nezha immediately shrank his neck, turned his head and shouted: "Understood! Mother!"
Then he walked away quickly, feeling quite ashamed.
Li Changshou followed behind with a smile, holding a bag of gold and silver in his hand, to prevent Nezha from accidentally demolishing houses and walls, and to compensate mortals in time.
The previous method of scattering gold and silver with large pens has been strictly stopped by the Yin family, although Li Changshou wanted to say something at the time...
It's not for your General Military Mansion!
Calm down, calm down, the Yin family is also afraid that Nezha will develop a bad style.
Not long after he left the house, the voices of "Three young masters" came from everywhere, and little Nezha nodded rather maturely, walking in the steps of Chen Tangguan veteran cadres, walking in the eyes of everyone admiring.
Now that the people in the city saw little Nezha, it was like seeing a lucky star, and they couldn't wait to go up and hug him.
It's not for gold and silver property, the main reason is to get good luck.
Walking to Dongshi, with a wave of Nezha's little hand, Li Changshou threw a few pieces of gold and silver to the teahouse that Nezha frequented, and the guy would yell, "Third Young Master will pay for today's tea!"
Walking to the West Market, two rows of young people stood side by side on the street, with their heads held high, accepting the inspection of Little Nezha.
These young men who were originally idle, were rectified by Nezha one by one, and became the reserve team of Chen Tangguan Army.
A woman greeted Nezha to eat some candied fruit, and an old man smiled and said that he would teach Nezha a poem. The little Nezha ran past with a smile and didn’t talk much, but it didn’t make people feel rude. .
After strolling around, Nezha came out of the east gate of Chentang Guandong, stretched his waist, stretched his muscles and bones, and muttered softly:
"Uncle Chang'an, I'm going to find a place to play and come back before dark.
Don't tell my mother I'm out of town! "
Li Changshou smiled and said: "Okay, you can go, as long as you don't fight with others, I will explain to Madam."
"Um!"
Little Nezha gave a thumbs up, kicked his calf, and his body flew up like an arrow from the string. After a few ups and downs, he jumped into the continuous mountain forest.
I don't know if I will bring back a bear today or pull back a long worm.
Li Changshou greeted the soldiers guarding the city gate familiarly, and then walked to his old position, sat on the reclining chair in the shade under the flattering smiles of several guards, and brought the purple clay pot.
Being a fairy became the ordinary Ertian Emperor in the eyes of others;
To be a housekeeper is to be an ordinary second master in the eyes of others.
What are the Chentangguan evil forces
"Puff, cough! Cough cough!"
Li Changshou suddenly choked on the tea, because his immortal sense caught a figure flying out of the waves at the edge of the East China Sea, with a faint smile on his mouth, walking towards the forest not far away, searching for his prey today '.
this
Really do not remember to hit
Last month, he was hit by the little Nezha and beaten for the seventh time, but he still didn't change his mind at this time.
The coastline in the eastern part of Nanbuzhou is so long and so big, is this dragon's brain all muddy? Don't know where to pick flowers
Li Changshou wouldn't believe it if Maitreya was killed without the impetus behind it!
Let's say that Ao Bing was walking in the mountains, and his immortal consciousness swept around the villages, and then turned his attention to the place where the monsters gathered, and wanted to go to the monsters to experience life.
Although seafood is fresh, mountain delicacies are also delicious.
It's a pity that I can't enter the bustling city of the human race, the little lady there is...
"Long worm! How dare you come!"
A cold drink suddenly came to his ears, Ao Bing subconsciously shivered a few times, turned his head to look at the source of the sound, his handsome and fair face was instantly pale at this moment.
In the mountain forest, on the top of a tree, little Nezha stepped on a leaf, with his arms folded in his hands, with long bright red damasks floating around him, and his face was stained with anger.
"you again!"
Ao Bing gritted his teeth and cursed: "You yellow-mouthed boy, how dare you insult my Highness several times!"
Nezha tilted his head: "You rob someone else's wife."
"You're the one who robs other people's wives! All I'm looking for are lonely women."
"You snatch other people's wives ahead of time."
"Bah! Get lost! My Highness can't tell you clearly!"
Ao Bing waved his hand, and a whirlwind blew towards Nezha.
The corner of Nezha's mouth twitched, and his white and tender fingers pointed at Ao Bing. Behind him, Huntianling burst into the air, turned into a rainbow and shot at Ao Bing, cutting off the whirlwind!
When Ao Bing saw this, he turned his head and ran away. He had already experienced how powerful Hun Tianling was.
But his movements were too slow, and just as he was about to transform into a dragon, he was overtaken by Huntian Ling, tied up into a rice dumpling, dragged back to Nezha, and hung upside down on the tree canopy.
Nezha folded his arms and raised his face with some air.
"you you!"
Ao Bing was so angry that he trembled all over and cursed: "You bully people with this magic weapon, let me tell you! Don't think that I don't know your details, or just rely on Taibai Jinxing to support you!
Today, my Highness will tell you clearly, my father, Dragon King of the East China Sea! "
Nezha blinked, as if asking who is the Dragon King of the East China Sea, and who is Taibai Jinxing, then curled his mouth with a hint of arrogance in his eyes.
"Chentangguan is my territory. My mother said that in the future, I can only have one wife."
"My father, the Dragon King of the East China Sea!"
Little Nezha folded his arms and raised his right foot slowly, his eyes were full of light.
Ao Bing stared at Nezha, remembering the fate of being kicked away a few times before, his eyes were a little flustered, and he still sternly shouted: "Father Dong!"
boom!
The moment Nezha's feet kicked on Ao Bing's lower abdomen, Huntian Ling happened to release the restraint by himself, and Ao Bing let out a muffled groan, and his figure had already turned into a shooting star in the sky...
"Hmph," little Nezha clapped his hands, and jumped into the distance with his little hands on his back, with a bit of smugness in his eyes.
To maintain the law and order in Chentang, and to wipe out perverted hooligans, the third young master of the General Military Mansion will do his part!
My father, the old overlord of Chen Tang!
"Um?"
In the backyard of the Li Mansion, Li Jing, who had just returned, touched the tip of his nose and resisted the urge to sneeze. Seeing that the mansion was quite quiet, he knew that Nezha was not in the mansion.
He scanned with his sense of immortality and found the high-ranking servant resting in the tower, so he was relieved and didn't pay much attention to Nezha's whereabouts.
…
"I'm angry too! Cough, cough cough! I'm angry!"
In the relatively remote hall of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, Ao Bing was jumping up and down and cursing. Several guards and two rows of haenyes lowered their heads and dared not speak out, for fear of being used as a venting bucket.
What's the point
Doesn't his reputation as a dragon clan fail
That bastard Nezha is so arrogant and domineering because he is the disciple of Daoist Taiyi and because his grandpa is Taibai Jinxing! Control the world!
There is half a scale on his dragon body that violates the rules of heaven
Pooh!
Still a little hero, but a little brat!
If it weren't for the fact that the blood of the Dragon King in his body, the third prince of the Dragon King, was not too thin, this Nezha could still be so embarrassing at this time!
"Your Highness," a guard asked cautiously, "your injury..."
"Is Your Highness injured?"
Ao Bing raised his chest and raised his head, enduring the soreness where he was kicked, and cursed, "My Highness is just asking that bastard to do a few tricks! If I show my real body, I'm afraid he won't succeed!
snort! Childish children rely on the shade of their parents to act recklessly and unreasonably!
Damn it! Damn it! "
A guard whispered: "Your Highness, why don't you report this matter to His Majesty..."
Ao Bing calmed down instantly when he heard the words, laughed a few times, turned around and walked towards his scallop-shaped bed.
In the eyes of his father, he was not there.
Even today, if I behave like this, I still won't be reprimanded.
From the bottom of my father's heart, the heavenly generals like the second brother are his real heirs.
In the collapse, Ao Bing closed his eyes with a cold face, waved his sleeves impatiently, and the two rows of sea girls and guards bowed their heads and retreated.
Why, then Nezha has so many magic weapons and so much love.
Chanjiao's heels, Taibai's heels, and human race's heels, just like this, he, a Dragon King prince, was overwhelmed.
why...
Why
Why!
Ao Bing opened his eyes, and suddenly two balls of flames burned in his eyes.
He turned over and sat up, with his hands inserted in his long hair, touching a pair of horns that were slowly growing out, the light in his eyes was already very cold.
There is.
Father, my son will let you open your eyes and see, even if the power of your bloodline is far inferior to that of your second brother, this son can still be alone!
"Guard! Pass me the Yaksha Patrol!"