Pass through passers-by, blast the protagonist and villain

Daxia people have been indoctrinated with the idea that "king" is more important than anything since childhood.

This king does not only refer to the Great Xia King, but also includes the royal family, kingly law, royal power, and kingly land.

Kingship is supreme.

The royal family is sacred and inviolable.

This is the core idea of ​​Zhongjun Education.

When Jiang Li just crossed over, he was busy making a living and gaining a foothold, and didn't understand the world deeply. For a long time, he regarded this place as a country with a constitutional monarchy like Britain.

But later he discovered that the royal family has executive power, legislative power, and military power. His perception of the world has changed from England to Thailand.

It wasn't until recently that he really figured out that Daxia is a modern feudal country with an absolute monarchy.

This made him feel incredible.

However, what he couldn't understand the most was people's attitude towards the royal family.

Outside the gate of the Huangsha Manor, while preparing to greet the prince and the East Palace Lord, Jiang Li took the time to do a detailed research. He randomly interviewed two passers-by, Yang Ying and Tang Youliang, and asked them how they viewed the royal family.

The result is as follows.

The royal family is the guardian, the embodiment of justice, and a noble existence.

People depend on the royal family, fear the royal family, respect the royal family, and regard the royal family as gods.

And the law stipulates.

The royal family cannot look directly.

The affairs of the royal family cannot be discussed.

It is taboo to call members of the royal family by their first names.

Tang Youliang, a low-level citizen who did not want to be named, burst into tears when talking about the royal family and spoke incoherently.

He said with a cadenced tone and an exaggerated expression:

"Without the royal family, there would be no Daxia, and without the Daxia, there would be no family. The royal family is a benefactor who is closer than my father. My father only gave us life, but the royal family gave us jobs so that we can live a good life."

"I am grateful to the royal family. My spirit, my body, my cecum and duodenum are all deeply grateful to the royal family like my father. I have supported the royal family for generations."

"The royal family's kindness will not end with Smecta in the next life!"

A passer-by surnamed Tang whimpered several times when he was excited, and finally passed out due to lack of oxygen.

Jiang Li kicked the fat man who fainted due to lack of heart to one side, and then interviewed passer-by Yang Ying who asked for a mosaic.

"I want to ask, how would you feel if I called the royal family an idiot?" Jiang Li thrust the phone into Yang Ying's mouth.

Yang Ying lowered her head and said in a low voice: "It is illegal to insult the royal family, I will not be happy."

As he spoke, he saw no one around, and whispered that the royal family was a fool.

Yang Ying said: "Nowadays no one takes the royal family seriously, they are just pretending. Those bastards of the royal family have ruined their character by themselves, and the common people don't believe them. Now there are only two kinds of people who really support the royal family, one is The upper class, the vested interests."

Yang Ying pointed to the group of high-class people in front of the manor, and said, "That's them."

"There is another kind of person." Yang Ying patted Fatty Tang on the head: "The low-level idiot he acted just now, his brain was washed with hypoxic leek cannon fodder."

"The feudal cancer of the royal family should not exist!" Jiang Li said.

"Hush~~" Yang Ying hurriedly signaled him to keep her voice down: "If you lose your head, don't say so loudly."

"Oh, then let's talk quietly!" Jiang Li lowered his voice.

is talking.

On the street outside the manor, sirens sounded.

At this time, the street in front of the manor has been closed under martial law. Pedestrians and vehicles are not allowed to pass through the entire street, and all intersections are guarded by Lingwu police.

Jiang Li looked at the street through the iron fence of the manor.

Dozens of spirit police cars were seen leading the way, followed by a heavily armed regular army, with a scale of 500 people, from the most elite iron-blooded army in Shacheng.

After the Jagged Legion, followed by a thousand-strong escort.

"did you see it?"

Tang Youliang exclaimed excitedly: "There is a tulip logo on the armor of the spiritual weapon, that is the royal guard. My childhood dream was to be a royal guard!"

"Oh?" Jiang Li looked at Fatty Tang with surprise in his eyes: "I didn't expect that our childhood dreams were the same."

"Do you also want to be a royal guard?"

"I want to be a royal family!"

"Depend on!"

Jiang Li smiled and said, "Speaking of which, half of your dream has come true if you hang out with Brother Li. Don't forget, our nickname is Second-hand Prince!"

Yang Ying hurriedly reminded: "In front of the royal family, don't say anything about second-hand princes. Slandering the royal family and usurping are serious crimes. If you cross the border, you will be judged directly by the Chaoge King Power Court!"

"Is it that serious?"

Jiang Li shrank his neck. It was too unworthy to be convicted of a joke. It seems that in this magical world, one must always maintain awe of the royal family: "I am the second-hand Wang Mazi, right?"

"It's safer to call second-hand meatballs." Tang Youliang suggested.

While speaking, the Lingwu Police and the Jagged Legion blocked all the intersections in the front, back, left, and right sides of the Huangsha Manor.

Afterwards, the royal guards arrived and surrounded the entire manor, completely enclosing the ancient castle building, making it difficult for even a fly to enter.

Next, fifty royal security advisors in black clothes inspected the manor from the inside to the outside, and used face scanning equipment to check the identities of the guests in the manor. After the environment was finally confirmed to be safe, the prince's car drove slowly. into the manor.

The reporters at the scene, at the request of the security adviser, turned off their cameras and recording equipment.

Royal portraits are sacrosanct.

In the territory of Daxia, except for King Daxia, all the images, names and other information of the royal family are confidential. Even on the Internet, there is no word about the royal family, because the search engine restricts the search for the royal family, and even the two royal families All of these words are forbidden words, and they are not allowed to be spoken, checked, or discussed.

Wait for the black limousine to stop.

Hundreds of gentlemen and ladies of high society at the scene bowed their heads respectfully and bowed their waists to greet them.

Jiang Li stood at the back of the crowd.

He is also bent over, but instead of lowering his head, he raises his head to maintain a shy face posture, which feels like bending over and stretching out his face to be slapped.

He was full of curiosity about the prince and couldn't help but want to have a glimpse.

Two black-clothed consultants gently opened the car door, and the first thing Jiang Li saw was a leg.

After that leg stretched out from the car and landed on the ground, then a 80-[-]-year-old man appeared in his sight.

Jiang Li grinned in surprise.

I am old and obedient!

He had only seen such an old prince in his previous life.

Jiang Li felt that he was doing it again.

Although he is a second-hand prince, but the shelf life is long.

And the first-handed old prince in front of him is due!

Jiang Li felt that this old prince was very ordinary, no different from those retired veteran cadres who hang out in the activity room all day, and he was not as spiritual as his masters.

Jiang Li was thinking wildly. In front of the prince's car, the five city chiefs went up to greet him, and said respectfully, "Welcome the master of Dong Palace to the Five Cities Seeking Dao Banquet."

"The five city chiefs are polite!" The old man clasped his fists together, and then gave way to the car door.

He heard the words Dong Palace Master.

Jiang Li realized that he had misunderstood, this old man was not a prince, but an old man called Dong Palace Master.

He didn't quite know what Master Dong was doing, and he wasn't interested in knowing, he raised his head again with a shy face, and looked towards the door of the black driving car.

Following his gaze, a middle-aged man in Chinese clothes got out of the car.

Jiang Li thought he had sharp eyesight, and immediately concluded that this person was the prince.

Can't go wrong!

Because in this world, apart from Zhang Wan, who is the face value of Fengcheng, no man can be so handsome.

That tall and slender figure!

That elegant and noble temperament!

That handsome and exquisite facial features!

He has the most perfect appearance and identity background in the world.

The second-hand prince felt that compared with the first-hand prince, he was on par with the first-hand prince in terms of appearance, but his status was a bit inferior in the world. If he could confer a title on himself, it would be perfect.

Suddenly!

Jiang Li's heart of gold trembled violently.

He saw a dark red dragon pattern between the prince's eyebrows.

The dragon pattern is about half an inch long, resembling a vertical eye, the color is neither light nor light, giving it a vague sense of hazyness.

"It's him!"

There was a storm in Jiang Li's heart.

It turned out that the person that good brother Yue Nanchen asked him to kill was actually a prince.

Yue Nanchen really thought highly of himself.

Kill the prince?

I want to go blind!

He is escorted by the army when he travels, and there are so many experts around him, can he be killed with a gun?

Of course, whether or not he kills the prince is not the point.

The point is, Yue Nanchen wants to kill the prince.

If the prince died in the five cities, how would he explain it to Chao Ge?

Thinking of this, Jiang Li looked up at the night sky.

He intends to observe the good and bad fortune of the prince from the astrology.

He bent over and twisted his neck to observe for a long time, and suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to know astrology or fortune-telling.

"Hey! Meteor!"

"I just want to make a wish, and ask the gods to bless me, let the prince give me a title! The requirements are not high, the duke will do!"

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PS: Tell me about your suffering, please believe me, I was crying when I wrote this passage, just one chapter~~~ As for the reason, it is hard to say....