usatvline Chapter 491 Mao Hour
Chapter 491 Mao Hour
Prince Dongping finally managed to tear the naughty kid off his body. Looking at the Third Prince, who was just as tall as his sword, he felt a little toothache.
"Third Prince, I am old. I can't teach you anything. Find another master..."
"I won't change!" The third prince's eyes were as bright as a wolf that had been hungry for three days, green and luscious, "You are the best!
"I've never had a master before, because I don't want one unless it's the best! From now on, you are my master!"
A prince is a prince. He has the pride that belongs to a prince, but also the tyranny and roguery that is unique to the royal family.
The Eastern King laughed and calmly offered a delaying tactic: "In that case, when Your Majesty returns, the Third Prince and this old minister will tell Your Majesty about this matter together!"
Is this a promise?!
The third prince was so excited that snot bubbles almost popped out of his nose!
The sound of elegant music could be heard from outside, indicating that the ceremony had already begun.
The Third Prince's mind was filled with the East King's powerful aura and unfathomable martial power. He didn't care how important the so-called "First-time His Majesty" was, and just kept pestering the East King.
Seeing his enthusiasm, the Eastern King felt a little soft-hearted, and he boasted to the Third Prince about his most proud battles in the past.
The little fellow couldn't sit still after hearing this. The cumbersome formal dress on his body did not stop him from jumping around in the side hall and gesticulating with his fists and feet.
The sun was just rising at this moment. The light shone in from the door of the side hall and fell on the Third Prince's beaming face, shining brightly.
The King of the East smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed and he stroked his beard.
He had only one son and one daughter in his life.
His daughter... He raised her to be too dazzling and outstanding, so she died after suffering a lot of torture...
His son... He was afraid of violating the royal family's taboos, and he raised him too spoiled and too fragile, so he died of a cold.
He, Mu Shi, Prince of Dongping, has no descendants.
That was why the Supreme Lord and the Emperor were so confident in letting him stay in the East China Sea for more than twenty years.
But today, at this moment, I suddenly saw a little child looking at him with such admiration, so full of life force, so shining -
If I had a grandson like this...
Then I will definitely teach you all my skills!
Humph, little kid has to learn even if he doesn’t want to!
The Eastern King's expression changed, and finally settled on kindness.
The old man and the child were just laughing happily when Xie Changqing poked his head in and called to them in a low voice: "Someone from the Ministry of Rites is here! Your Highness the Third Prince, Prince Dongping! Get ready to go to the main hall!"
The two of them quickly became solemn, straightened their clothes, and sat upright waiting for the officials from the Ministry of Rites to come and invite them.
Although Emperor Zhaoming and the Emperor Taishang were not present, the rules were the same and all the complicated procedures were followed.
The third prince sat on a bright yellow official hat chair next to the emperor's throne for a whole hour. He then followed Zhai Daogong's whispered instructions and "proclaimed" a number of festive words in a loud voice. Only then was the matter over.
However, before the Third Prince could breathe a sigh of relief, there was a sudden commotion outside the hall!
The King of the East, who was standing in front of all the ministers, narrowed his eyes, turned around and looked towards the entrance of the hall.
The sun is already high at this moment.
A group of people came against the light.
It was not until he stepped over the threshold of the hall and walked a dozen steps forward that the King of East could clearly see the person leading the group:
Prince Zhongshun!
The Eastern King raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "That's incredible! Even though the palace was surrounded, he was still able to get out!"
"He and Wan Fu are close friends!" Prince Dun finally reacted and gritted his teeth, "No wonder Wan Fu behaved so strangely today!"
If Wan Fu was by the side of the Third Prince when Prince Zhongshun came, how many words would they not be able to say and how many things would they not be able to do? ?
The King of the East nodded in understanding.
Cao Feng subconsciously glanced at the side hall and asked in a low voice: "Where is Minister Wan?"
"Don't worry. My people are watching you, you can't get away." King Dong curled the corners of his mouth and put his thumbs on the jade belt around his waist.
Then he turned around, looked at the Third Prince who was sitting on the chair and looking down in surprise, and winked.
The Third Prince imitated him and raised his eyebrows as a response. A childish voice spoke in surprise:
"King Zhongshun?!
"I heard that the emperor ordered you to be confined to the palace for self-reflection, write a letter of apology, and make amends to Prince Yu before he would release you from the palace.
"Why did you leave the palace without the emperor's order?"
No order, breaking the ban.
This is already a crime that can be considered "high treason".
But King Zhongshun flicked his sleeves and ignored the young Third Prince. Instead, he looked coldly at King Dong and said:
"Prince Dongping, I heard that you were in a coma for ten days due to the so-called 'poisoning'.
"But as soon as His Majesty left the capital, he woke up and killed the Prince of Xining with a single sword without asking any questions. Is that right or wrong?"
The East King raised his lips slightly and said, "When the Supreme Lord and His Majesty left the capital, there was no decree to order Prince Zhongshun to govern the country.
"What the king did, right? Does it have anything to do with you?"
Prince Dun and Cao Feng also reacted at this time and looked at Prince Zhongshun with frowns.
Prince Dun looked at Prince Zhongshun. After all, they were all relatives, so he softened his heart and advised, "Brother Prince Zhongshun, today is the Shangyuan Ceremony.
“If you have anything to say, please go back to the palace and wait for His Majesty to return.
"If there is an emergency, I think the imperial guards will not sit idly by, so you can just order them to do it.
"Brother Wang, please don't make the mistake!"
Prince Zhongshun looked at him with contempt and sneered, "Duncheng, you've been idle for half your life, and finally got a job guarding the Taiji Palace. Do you think you can just take a chicken feather as a token of approval?"
Prince Dun was so angry that his face turned red!
Cao Feng narrowed his eyes, took a half step forward, and said in a loud voice: "Today is the Lantern Festival, and the Third Prince will preside over the Lantern Festival on behalf of His Majesty the Emperor.
"At this moment, the prince is asking questions on behalf of His Majesty. King Zhongshun, if you are still a minister of our dynasty, how dare you not answer?!"
Well, one more charge.
The King of East looked at Cao Feng and was very satisfied.
As if by chance, he glanced up at Zhai Daogong again.
Zhai Daogong was a little confused: Why is the King of East looking at him?
The third prince also looked up at him.
Zhai Daogong's waist was already bent, and now it was even more bent, with embarrassment and fear on his face.
The Third Prince's lips moved slightly, and a voice as soft as a whisper reached Zhai Daogong's ears:
"Go out quietly from the back door, find someone smart to go to Daming Palace, and ask Princess Zhaoqing to come over with the gold medal!"
Zhai Daogong's heart, liver, spleen and lungs were all trembling. He trembled and whispered, "I obey your order."
Prince Zhongshun was about to raise his head and speak, when suddenly there was another clear shout from outside the hall:
"Zhongshun, since the emperor asked you to apologize to me, why didn't you go to the Dali Temple during the past few days I stayed there?"
This voice... Prince Yu!?
Prince Dun’s eyes suddenly widened!
"He, he's not in the Dali Temple prison!? How did he get out?!"
Prince Dun's voice was so loud that everyone heard it and couldn't help but look over.
Prince Yu was carried in, grinning grimly, "My limbs are broken, so I need medical treatment.
"Can the Dali Temple's small defense stop me?!"
For a moment, the atmosphere was tense.
At this tense moment, no one noticed that a middle-aged man beside the Third Prince knelt on the ground with weak legs.
Slowly, slowly, he crawled behind the throne.