Your Highness, pamper me!

The little general Jiang Shao Lingjiang was very frightened by making His Royal Highness the crown prince work hard every day, and he was full of hope that the big figures of the Fengsheng religion would appear quickly so that they could start an in-depth investigation.

Five or six days later, the legendary big man finally came.

A middle-aged man who patrolled with them relied on his seniority and often put on a superior posture in front of the two of them.

"You two are new here, and you don't know the rules yet. When the leader arrives later, you all stand back, and your tails must be clamped!"

The prince held his head up and held his chest high. Although he was wearing a coarse cloth blouse, it did not hinder his noble spirit.

The middle-aged man looked at the prince suspiciously, "Are you the son of a down-and-out family, why..."

"Brother Liu!" Jiang Shaoling was afraid that the middle-aged man would be entangled, so he hurriedly stood in front of the prince, bowed his head and asked: "Brother Liu, you have been a teacher for a long time, if there is anything wrong with us, you must give us your advice. By the way, you said today is the leader, have you seen his old man before?"

The middle-aged man surnamed Liu shook his head, "The leader of the church has never shown his face, and the major affairs in the church are handled by the guardians."

Jiang Shaoling nodded, "By the way, I haven't asked Brother Liu yet, why did you join Fengshengjiao?"

"Aren't you local?"

Jiang Shaoling shook his head, "We are from Jizhou!"

The middle-aged man sighed, and began to talk, "It's not that last year there were continuous natural disasters, and the crops failed. This year, there was a famine. The local officials in Yuzhou were all fat and strong, but they refused to open warehouses to release grain. , watched the common people starve to death one by one. Hmph, after all, it’s the stupid guy above!”

Jiang Shaoling couldn't help but widen his eyes, criticizing the Holy Majesty in private is a serious crime, if someone else hears this and reports on the government, he will suffer accordingly!

But the middle-aged man in front of him was still talking, not shy about it.

"I heard that the prince is sympathetic to the people, and has asked the Holy One to help the victims more than once, but the Holy One was angry in court."

The prince frowned when he heard this.

In fact, the imperial court distributed funds and food for disaster relief, so why did he plead for the victims, not to mention being a judge in court.

"What can we poor people do? We can only watch our relatives starve to death one by one. It is not an exaggeration at all. My wife and two daughters died of starvation, and there is only one child left in the family. Son, at the time when he couldn't catch his breath, he survived thanks to the offering of rice porridge from the holy religion. In fact, the holy religion was built by the prince. The people who established this Fengsheng religion gave out winter clothes to help the victims survive." Speaking of this, the middle-aged man said with emotion: "The emperor's life is too long, and I don't know how to get over it." In which year and month, if he does not die, our Highness will not be able to ascend the throne, really..."

What audacity, Jiang Shaoling almost didn't shout out this sentence.The key point is that when they said this, the prince was also involved. He didn't dislike the emperor's life, but he disliked the prince's immortality!

"The prince is a god who came to the world and came to save all living beings. We joined the Fengsheng religion to serve His Royal Highness, so as to prove the way of heaven and escape from the sea of ​​suffering."

Hearing this, Jiang Shaoling took a deep breath, and looked at His Royal Highness, his face was already very gloomy.

In fact, this trick is really not very clever, as long as the Holy Majesty wants to check, he can find out.But when a needle penetrates into the flesh, although the needle can be pulled out, the needle hole is still there, and the pain still hurts!

The prince and the sage are king and minister, even father and son, but the royal family doesn't have so much family affection to talk about.

"Come on, come on, you two, cheer up!"