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On the other side, Lin Xi returned to Prince Liang's Mansion, threw the gift box to the servant, and walked to the study with a frown.
Along the way, people in black were still struggling everywhere. Many of them looked at Lin Xi with red eyes and ferocious faces, trying desperately to get closer, but the palace guards also gritted their teeth and blocked her. followed their steps.
Lin Xi glanced at him with disdain and ignored him.
After a while.
In the backyard of the palace, in front of the study door.
An old man with a stooped figure, white eyebrows and short hair, holding a little book in his hand, was sitting lazily in the courtyard and basking in the sun. He was living a very uncomfortable life.
Lin Xi didn't say much when she saw this, and sat down next to the old man, closing her eyes and concentrating.
After one stick of incense, it was noon, and the sun was so hot that it hit my skin, making me feel a little painful.
The old man raised his eyebrows in displeasure and sighed.
"Hey, time flies so fast, the sun is shining on my butt."
With a sound of "Pa!~", the old man kicked the chair under the tree and walked over unsteadily.
Seeing this, Lin Xi opened her eyes slightly, stood up and followed.
"Old guy, don't you have anything to say to me?"
The old man glanced at Lin Xi, tilted his mouth, and said disdainfully: "You don't have to worry about anything, the prince and the old man have already arranged it."
"You only need to live your life in the imperial capital and leave the rest to others."
Lin Xi's face darkened, she tilted her mouth angrily and snorted coldly.
"My prince will not give up. My prince's destiny must be controlled by my own hands!"
Hearing these slightly offensive words, the hunchbacked old man tilted his head, said "seven" with a disdainful expression, turned his head and ignored it.
Lin Xi narrowed her eyes, rolled her eyes with disgust, bowed her head and walked slowly towards the study with her little hands behind her back.
"Lao Deng, one day, I will let you know what it means... blah blah blah~"
"Squeak."
The study door slowly opened, Lin Xi tilted her head and snorted coldly, then closed the door with a bang.
The hunchbacked old man under the tree kicked off his shoes, turned over lazily, and muttered: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, this little waist, this little face, this...*&￥#@￥!*"
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At the same time, a hundred miles away from the imperial capital.
A large golden scroll is embroidered with eight five-clawed golden dragons, soaring in the clouds and mist. The dragon's head is high, its five fingers are sharp, and its body is covered with golden scales, which is lifelike.
One was wearing white battle armor, a white bamboo hat on his shoulders, a war horse on his crotch, and a silk scarf on his face, all white.
Each soldier holds a bright silver spear and carries a crossbow on his back. With his head held high and his chest held high, he uniformly guards the dragon chariot in the middle.
If you look carefully, you will see that the three characters "King of Zhennan" inlaid with gold on the flag are ringing in the wind.
A middle-aged man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, wearing a dark blue nine-dragon python robe, holding a beautiful girl in one arm, eating the grapes handed to his mouth with a smile.
Under the dragon chariot, a general in white armor whispered: "Your Majesty, we will arrive in the imperial capital in one day. Should we find a place to wait for the others?"
After hearing this, King Zhennan raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "What are you waiting for? Could it be that Tianqi dares to do something to this king?"
As he spoke, King Zhennan suddenly grinned, with big yellow teeth that made people feel sick to his stomach.
"Our 350,000-strong army in southern Xinjiang is all under the control of my son. As long as I scratch my skin, he Tianqi will pay the price."
General Baijia heard this and said no more, and quickly bowed and retreated.
King Zhennan squinted in the direction of the imperial capital, with a trace of unwillingness flashing in his eyes.
When the beautiful girl on the side saw this, she came up to her and said softly: "Your Majesty~~~"
Hearing this charming voice, King Zhennan took a deep breath, pulled Meijiao Niang over, and pinched her hard. Meijiao Niang exclaimed, tears streaming down her white and tender little face.
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On the other side, southwest of the imperial capital, a blood-red cavalry, led by a golden-armored general, galloped towards the imperial capital, setting off bursts of dust and smoke along the way.
Behind them, the dragon chariots that were already running fast and falling apart were chasing after them. The eight dragon thrones were empty.
General Jin Kai suddenly stopped and asked sharply: "How far is it from the imperial capital?"
The deputy general on the side quickly drove his horse forward and said respectfully: "It's about a hundred and fifty miles back to the prince."
The middle-aged man pinched his fingers and looked back at the golden dragon flag that rustled in the wind, with the three characters "Prince Jing'an" on it, shining brightly.
"Tianqi, Tianqi, if it hadn't been for my negligence back then, the king's title should be yours today."
After saying that, King Jing'an turned his head with a cold expression, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.
"Send the order and be sure to arrive at the Imperial Capital before tomorrow morning!"
"promise!"
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At the same time, a total of six royal princes from all directions in the imperial capital, including King Zhennan and King Jing'an, rushed to the imperial capital non-stop at starry night.
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Beiliang.
School martial arts field.
An old man wearing commoner clothes and a slight hunchback, carrying two bags of peanuts with a smile, squatted under a big tree, took a sip of peanuts and a sip of wine, and squinted at the Beiliang soldiers who were fighting.
If someone loses, the old man will also complain, "I'm scared of you, so go up and fuck him!"
Not only were the soldiers being talked about not angry, but they were screaming and rushing up as if they had been given a shot of chicken blood, with a rather desperate attitude.
On the side, a little girl of four or five years old, wearing two braids, was holding a bowl of rice cereal and said with a pouted mouth: "Grandpa Lin, little Nono also wants to eat peanuts."
After hearing this, the old man walked forward with a smile and said in a low voice: "Okay, okay, but Nono has to exchange it for rice cereal, okay?"
After hearing this, the little girl pouted and lowered her head, looked at the rice cereal in her hand, and lowered her head with a look of reluctance: "Well, okay, Nono will exchange the rice cereal for grandpa's peanuts."
After hearing this, the old man grinned, rubbed the little girl's head, handed over the peanuts in his hand, and actually took the rice cereal from her.
The guard on the side twitched his lips when he saw this, and sighed softly.
"Your Majesty, I will buy two chickens and send them over right now."
The hunchbacked old man tilted his head when he heard this, gave the guard a look that said you really know how to do it, curled his lips and said, "Go ahead, go ahead."
The guards bowed and retreated after hearing this.
The little girl held the peanuts with a smile and ran back home.
As soon as he entered the door, the little guy shouted excitedly: "Grandpa, grandpa, Nono has given you peanuts in exchange. You can use the peanuts to prepare food and drinks!"
In the courtyard.
An old man who was blind and lame scratched the back of his head, which was covered with white hair, and asked doubtfully: "Nono, what did you use in exchange for the peanuts? Grandpa didn't say that you don't need to eat or drink with us."
After hearing this, the little girl grinned, climbed onto the chair with a happy face, put the oil paper bag in the old man's hand, and said softly: "Grandpa, please don't worry about it. Anyway, little Nono is here, so you can take care of yourself today." It’s time for a drink.”
"But you can't drink too much, otherwise your legs will hurt again!"
The old man smiled bitterly after hearing this, and reached out to touch the sensible little girl.
At this moment, a woman in cloth came out of the house.
The woman was about thirty years old. She was dignified and beautiful, as beautiful as a flower.
A pair of small white hands, slender fingers, a slender waist and long legs. She is tall and has fair skin. She can be called a flower in eight villages for ten miles.
The woman looked at the sensible grandfather and grandson, pursed her lips, walked to the kitchen, and said softly: "Dad, please wait, my daughter-in-law will make you some side dishes."
After hearing this, the old man frowned and said quickly: "No, these few peanuts are enough for the old man. Keep the food for little Nono and you two. Don't waste it. Don't waste it."
After hearing this, the woman bit her lip and said angrily: "Dad, what are you talking about? Why is it a waste to feed you!"
The old man smiled awkwardly after hearing this.
I couldn't help but regret that I had said the wrong thing again.
