Looking at the cold-faced man in front of him, Emperor Yuan Cheng's question made Mu Xiyao and the family members of the Prince's Mansion stunned.
"Liu Liu, training soldiers at night will expose you more deeply, and take care of yourself more. Don't be too hasty with the soldiers. Wu Jian, the chariot and cavalry battalion, how is the situation now?"
Zong Zhenglin stepped out, his steps were steady, and his face was calm. "Erchen, be more sympathetic to the emperor. Regarding the riding camp, please report back to the imperial study later by Rong Erchen."
Yuan Chengdi was slightly surprised, stared at him for a moment, and nodded in agreement. "I'll see you in the study later." Zong Zhenglin rarely avoids others, but now that he asks for orders, there must be a reason for it, and it's okay to let him report back in detail.
Concubine Shu's face was calm, and the worries in her heart completely dissipated. It was late, because it was training all night. Now that he has been summoned by the emperor again, it can be seen that the old six saints have not diminished, and they are always much better than the incompetent prince.
Both Helian Minmin and Su Linrou had a stagnant expression. Although they were unwilling, they had to swallow their anger and did not dare to utter a word.
His Royal Highness clearly brought the Mu family here from the east. If they were training soldiers, could it be that they would not enter the house and make a special detour to pick up the Mu family first, and then return to the Prince's Mansion? Even so, it can only show the Mu family's favor, so that His Highness does not hesitate to damage the face of the main office of the mansion for her. It's out of the question, neither of which is appropriate.
Mu Xiyao stood behind Helian Minmin, her expression as usual. Only she knew that the two people above were talking, and she was almost so shocked that she couldn't hold back her face.
"Practice"! ... Your Highness, last night you pressed your concubine on your body because you came here to form an army! The concubine said that you are so fierce, no wonder, the person leading the troops is indomitable and powerful!
Mu Xiyao's eyelids drooped, and she couldn't stop laughing. The boss has a tough personality and is not moved by foreign objects. Now that he is bullying the king in court, he is not even half ashamed and short of breath.
"Deeply exposed," the concubine felt her face burning with panic when she heard it. As far as you look like yesterday, you were fierce and sweaty, if the old man knew about it, he would be so angry that he vomited blood and was bedridden...
Zong Zhenglin replied, seemingly inadvertently swept over where Mu Xiyao was, and saw the woman huddled, cuddly hiding behind her, her head lowered, only to see her bun swaying up, and the fringe between her temples trembled slightly.
Excellent, no need to ask questions to know what she's thinking now. Glancing at her deeply, His Royal Highness looked back and took his seat.
After that, everyone followed the imperial car and went to the chanting hall of Qiyuan Hall. The princes and clansmen worshiped incense one by one and prayed, while the concubines and concubines recited Buddhist scriptures with scrolls.
Seeing that seven or eight little eunuchs offered Miaoxiang, who was half a person tall, came forward in turn, Mu Xiyao was still indifferent, only to feel that the scene was swaying, and it was enough to deal with it. Until one of them walked in front of him, there was a sudden itching on his hand, Mu Xiyao's brows twitched, and he rolled up his cuffs without a trace.
Rash! The pale pink rash on the wrist is getting darker in color. Although it is not very dense, it has gradually spread along the arm.
How can things go wrong at this time? Looking at the fragrance on the little eunuch's hand, Mu Xiyao suddenly realized.
This body is only allergic to one type of incense, and there is nothing else other than the incense of lupus. Fortunately, he never touched it directly, otherwise, on such a serious occasion, tears would be shed, and Yuan Chengdi would not have been greeted by many.
Lu Yelei... His heartbeat quickened in an instant. Among the wonderful incense, there is a spice that is extremely difficult to ignite. If you worship the incense on the spot, but you can't light it... In that case, Mu Xiyao's eyes gradually darkened.
Who is it, the person behind it intends to murder, who is it among the princes
Because the confession was too far away, Mu Xiyao could only see that the little eunuch with low eyebrows and squinting eyes released Miaoxiang and followed the crowd, backed away, and left the side hall.
It's a pity... I can only watch people escape!
Turning his eyes to Zong Zhenglin's place, seeing the man with a straight back and an impressive appearance, Mu Xiyao was anxious, but there was no way he could take his life and secretly deliver news under the eyes of Emperor Yuan Cheng.
Miaoxiang, she actually put her mind on praying for blessings and framed the prince, what a big ambition!
and many more! Mu Xiyao was startled, and the drooping eyes flashed light. If there is no fainting of the queen mother, where does the prayer come from!
With such a mobilization, the goal is to point directly at that person! Or Zong Zhenglin, he doesn't have to! It is not impossible that the men in the family are too capable and jealous.
The person who designed this game has a clever mind, and the secret power is even more shocking. Sweeping the backs of the two people in front of her lightly, Mu Xiyao only felt too sorry. These two people are now, but no one can have an accident. Zong Zhenglin needless to say, the big boss is her parents, and she must not be trapped by others. As for that person, it is his own fault, he deserves what he deserves, but when the timing is wrong, it is a pity!
If you want to let the prince learn a lesson the most, Mu Xiyao is none other than Mu Xiyao. It's a pity that the lesson is too much. If Zong Zhenghui's position as the crown prince is abolished, a big change is about to happen, and Yu Zong Zhenglin does more harm than good.
Wu Jiansi has been approved by Emperor Yuancheng, and he will rush to the three states in a few days to be the pioneer of the Great Wei Dynasty and fight against the Mobei Royal Court in the first battle. Zong Zhenglin's secret guard has long been transferred from Shengjing, and many arrangements are also planned for Mobei.
Even if Zong Zhenghui was abolished, Emperor Yuancheng would never allow the battle of Mobei to be slightly wrong. This battle will not be decided in a short period of time. That is to say, within a year or two at least, most of the forces under His Royal Highness Sixth Highness will be transferred from Shengjing and will be firmly contained in the land of Mobei.
When the prince is abolished, the city of Shengjing will be turbulent. If someone takes advantage of the emptiness to enter, when Zong Zhenglin leaves the capital, a strange army will rise... Mu Xiyao frowned.
However, the more courageous, for the sake of power and ambition, human relations in the world, and the blood of father and son, it may not be impossible to give up and force the palace to rebel! As soon as he thought of this, his eyes turned completely cold.
Zong Zhenghan! Other than him, Mu Xiyao could never think of anyone else who could have such patience. Zong Zhengming has absolutely nothing to kill and fight decisively. If he has such a disposition, and he had the help of the fifth dynasty in his previous life, how could he be succeeded by Zong Zhenghan!
I never thought that Zong Zhenghan was really bold and dared to move the prince. The wolf's ambition is really underestimated!
It's just this game, no matter how reluctant she is, she has to try her best to keep Zong Zhenghui's position as the crown prince and be safe. Feeling aggrieved, Mu Xiyao's heart is full of fire!
After he made up his mind, a pair of eyes fell firmly on the confession, the brilliance in the eyes flowed, and the brain twitched quickly.
Because praying for blessings does not involve political affairs, it is only about blood and kindness. The first person to worship incense is not the prince, but the first prince Zong Zhengchun, who has not seen for a long time and faintly gave birth to white hair.
I saw that his face was white and beardless, his figure was slightly blessed, and his former arrogance was lost between his eyebrows. Just like this, he stepped forward, lit the incense candle respectfully, and then leaned over to pay homage. From the beginning to the end, the rules and etiquette are observed, and the old hostility is no longer seen.
Mu Xiyao lightly swept across the figure on the kneeling futon in front of her, and turned her eyes away for a moment.
Winning the king or defeating the bandit, if he can be imprisoned for the rest of his life, it will be a blessing for him to be born in the emperor's family.