[Rebirth] Sovereign and ministers get along

A slap stunned everyone present.

In any case, Yue Xian is the eldest son of Prince Jing's mansion, the eldest son of Prince Jing's most important, and the top son of them who swear to follow them to the death, but now he was slapped across the face by the defeated general in front of tens of thousands of soldiers superior……

It is tolerable, which is unbearable.

With an arrow and a knife in his hand, he stared covetously at the man who despised the dignity of Prince Jing's mansion, waiting for the command from the Lord General.

Glancing sideways, with a sneer on his lips, the man who claimed to be Zheng Dangxian glanced lukewarmly at Yue Xian's swollen face: "You can try to see if it's your mouth or my sword. "

"..." The threat was obvious, but no one dared to risk the life of the prince when he was angry.

"Follow me." With a sneering glance at the forbearing general, the man who called himself Zheng Dangxian said coldly, his natural tone seemed to be used to giving orders.

Frowning and staring at the half silver mask, Yue Xianchu stayed where he was, without saying a word.

"Save some face for you, don't wait for me to catch you..." The man took half a step forward, leaned forward slightly, looked down at Yue Xian, and repeated the order, adding a little bit to his cold voice. Impatient, "Follow me to the main account."

Unable to restrain himself, he weakened his aura. This kind of innate sense of oppression was only experienced by his father. Yue Xian pursed his lips and remained silent for a moment, before compromising in a hoarse voice: "Lead the way."

"Tch!" The man snorted coldly, but he didn't break the last bit of face Yue Xian reserved for himself, and really led the way.

The main tent was not the one imagined by the Jing army, nor the Zheng army's tent, but the luxurious and eye-catching imperial tent in the Pingni Camp.

Yue Xian's footsteps became slower and slower until he was in front of the imperial tent, through the curtained door: "Mr. Zheng..."

"Come in."

It was still a cold and emotionless order, Yue Xian quickly glanced inside the tent through the gap, and saw the figure of his father, Yue Can, and then inexplicably felt relieved, and entered the imperial tent.

The person who claimed to be Zheng Dangxian entered the account calmly, without kowtowing or worshiping, he sat down in the first place on the left hand, tapped a few tables with his fingertips, and signaled Shen Lanqing to replace the tea on the table with wine.

Just looking at the reactions of the three Yue family members in the account, the monarch, An Wang and Jing Wang, one can know that this person's identity is not simple.

Respectfully and obediently, he removed the teacup and replaced it with the jug.

Shen Lanqing simply stood behind the man, observed the man's behavior without any trace, and silently speculated about the man's real identity.

Maybe this is the twin brother of the former emperor whom he never met in two lifetimes——Prince Yi...

Shen Lanqing could still make a guess in his heart based on the scattered clues, but Yue Xian was a little dazed by the battle in the tent.

Stuck in the tent, he raised his eyes to look at the young emperor sitting on the main seat with no joy or anger.

Bye, unwilling.

No thanks, but the gentle smile of the royal father was like a knife that cut someone, making his whole body ache.

Embarrassed, awkward, tangled...

All kinds of emotions were mixed together in his heart, and he rolled around in a hug. For a while, Yue Xian's face was swollen and swollen, and he froze in place while covering the sword wound on his left rib.

"You don't bow down when you see His Majesty..." King Jing Yuecan raised his eyebrows and stared at Yue Xianyu nonchalantly for a moment, finally put down his wine glass, and opened his mouth slowly, "Could it be that I'm waiting for my father to lay out a fur mat for you?"

"My son dare not."

The father's self-proclaimed self-king has changed back to being his father, and Yue Xian's heart overflowed with joy.

He understood the profound meaning in his father's eyes, he hesitated a little, followed his father's will, knelt down on the ground in a timely manner, and kowtowed, "Yue Xian kowtowed to the emperor, and wished the emperor peace."

This kneeling was a complete admission of defeat.

With a wooden face, he stared at Yue Xian, whose forehead was touching the back of his hand, without joy or anger, until the sweat oozed from that crooked face, and then Yue Yu opened his golden mouth unhurriedly: "Everyone It’s a family, so why be so heretical.”

If there is really no need for heretics, and they can be stopped before prostrating, naturally they won't let people kneel on the ground with injuries for so long.

However, as a monarch, you are born with the capital to make people feel dumb and have to thank the Holy Grace.

Yue Yu sat steadily, and pretended to blame: "The third brother is also, the nephew is injured, why force him to do this empty ceremony for me?"

"Your Majesty, your nephew was deceived by lard earlier, and he did some incomprehensible things. For no reason, people saw the excitement of our Yue family. Not to mention that he only suffered some minor injuries, even if his bones were broken. It's gone, I have to worship this time..." Wen Ya's eyes turned sharply, Yue Can looked at Yue Xian, "Although my family doesn't need to stick to these small details, but the state etiquette cannot be discarded, and the righteousness of the monarch and his ministers must not be lost in my heart. Otherwise, outsiders will not only read the joke, but also think in their hearts that I, as a father, did not teach him well."

Talking about national etiquette, family affection, family education, and a long story without haste or haste, Prince Jing didn't mention the national law at all, which shows that the Yue family is a fine person.

Of course, King Jing, my lord is not a cheap lamp, even if it is not good to punish Yue Xian with the law of the country, it will definitely not make him feel better.

My lord never had the kind of soft temper that would let himself be disadvantaged by his size.

Thinking of my lord's vengeance, she frowned even more, Shen Lanqing quietly stood behind "Zheng Dangxian", taking the time to watch my lord's sullen face and somewhat childish handling of Yue Xian who was kneeling in the tent .

King Jing pretended to be angry, so the monarch naturally pretended to persuade him.

Yue Yu raised his hand and pressed falsely, stopped King Jing's words, and pretended to be helpless to comfort him: "Third brother, don't get angry, the child made a mistake, just teach him slowly, don't be angry with yourself anymore."

"I'm fine..." the emperor let go, and Prince Jing immediately climbed to the top, "As long as your majesty doesn't really annoy him."

"My nephew, how could it be..." Yue Yu suddenly saw the wounded kneeling in the tent, "Shen Qing, quickly help Prince Jing get up and give him a seat."

"Yes." Yiyan helped Prince Jing's son up, and Shen Lanqing calmly sent him to Prince Jing's side.

There were too many unexpected changes on this day, I didn't want to ask questions, I just wanted to find a free pastime to watch and have fun, to relieve the depression in my heart.

Unexpectedly, he didn't watch enough dramas, but someone got impatient.

"Zheng Dangxian" sipped the wine in the glass slowly, and said in a short and cold tone with Shen Lanqing's voice, which sounded familiar to him, but couldn't remember whose voice it was, "Let everyone who has nothing to do with it stand down."

My lord was not displeased at being ordered, but immediately ordered to clear the scene, even his darling—Shen Qing was no exception this time.

In the end, there were only four Yue family members and a person who pretended to be the wonderful master of Shen Lanqing's family, but in fact his identity was so complicated that people couldn't help thinking about it.

Chaoyang climbed up the mountain, and Chenhui dispelled the fog.

The soft light passes through the dark green leaves that are not sparse, and sprinkles on the smiling eyebrows with dewdrops, reflecting a few mottled light and shadows, and reflecting a few colored light spots.

two hours.

Shen Lanqing had closed her eyes on the branch of this tree for two hours, but none of the people in the imperial tent came out.

Gently sweeping the imperial tent with warm and moist eyes, she smiled with a smile on her lips, not showing any impatience.

Shen Lanqing moved her stiff shoulders slightly, changed her posture, and continued to doze on the unobtrusive tree hidden on it but could clearly see the imperial tent.

The breeze is blowing on the face, it doesn't feel warm, but cold. After all, it's ninety-nine weather, and this wind...

His muscles tensed suddenly, and he opened his eyes suddenly, the smiling phoenix pupils were full of coldness.

The bright red brocade robe covered Chen Hui, and when he raised his head, he could vaguely see the uninhibited smile that he was familiar with and the non-malicious banter in his eyes under the silver half mask.

The cold light faded away, showing a bit of joy, Shen Lanqing went off guard, frowned and called softly: "Master."

"Tsk! It's really embarrassing for Mr. Shen..." Zheng Dang drove Shen Lanqing out of the tree with ease, leaned on the branch that Shen Lanqing had warmed up, and mocked slowly, "Do you still remember My master."

"..." Stabilizing his figure, Shen Lanqing raised his head and smiled innocently, "A teacher for one day, a father for the rest of his life. Lan Qing never forgot the master for a moment."

"Hmm, yes, I haven't forgotten, so after three years of going down the mountain, my daughter-in-law has married, and I haven't sent a letter to Master."

"..." If you write, I will be able to find you!

Even so, when Master Qipa got into trouble, he could only stay low and be a small boy, "Master, don't be upset, because the apprentice, the master has not been able to go out with Mr. Bai for a wandering in seven or eight years, and the apprentice has always felt guilty and restless. Later, I learned that After the apprentice returned to the capital, the master and Mr. Bai came to the south, that's why they didn't dare to disturb the master..."

"Come on, don't talk about those unnecessary things." Zheng Dangxian waved his hands impatiently, Shen Lanqing stopped talking with a smile, and couldn't help but look around. Zheng Dangxian saw it in his eyes, and his eyes instantly became teasing again, " No need to look, Shen Yi is not here."

Shen Lanqing smiled, without the slightest embarrassment of being exposed, and calmly asked: "Why didn't senior brother serve Master by his side?"

"Hey!" Wanting to know where Shen Yi went, he asked why the senior brother didn't serve the master...

Zheng Dangxian sneered, laughing at the Shen family's attitude that his apprentice never spoke directly, "I often want to get a few fish in the Rao water on the border of the Huns, I think the apprentice is so busy that I don't have time to waste time with him... ..."

"I was afraid that my stupid apprentice would be kidnapped by someone irrelevant, so I could only leave Shen Yi there to accompany him, so I hurried over here to guard my apprentice. How is it? Are you moved?"

"..."

"Moved..." Shen Lanqing resisted the urge to twitch the corners of his mouth, frowned slightly, and said hesitantly, "Master, the emergency military situation that came yesterday morning, the border between the Xiongnu and my Dayue is not peaceful, you leave Mr. Bai's side at this time... "

"Don't worry, as a teacher, I only hope that Chang Si can settle down, and don't be so hot-blooded that he will harm the soldiers of the Huns, and..."

"You don't need to worry about your monarch, if you say it's just a distraction, then there's a real war..." Zheng Dangxian raised his finger and pointed to the imperial tent, "With those four guys there, Dayue Jiangshan has also designated That's right."

"Master..." Hearing the master's familiar tone when he mentioned the family members in the tent, his eyes could not help but move to the half mask reflecting the morning light.

There was a dazzling light on the mask, Shen Lanqing squinted her eyes slightly, a guess suddenly appeared in her heart, although it seemed absurd at first thought, but the more she thought about it, the more she felt that this might be the case.

With my lord, maybe he would instinctively not ask questions, but Shen Lanqing lost a lot of scruples when facing Master, and had a guess in his heart, so he simply asked, "Master, do you know who is pretending to be you in the account?" identity of?"

"No one dares to pretend to be a passionate swordsman." Zheng Dangxian jumped to the ground and put his shoulders on Shen Lanqing, "No one pretends to be anyone else. He is a passionate swordsman, and he is also a teacher..."

As if thinking of something interesting, Zheng Dangxian suddenly raised the corners of his lips and smirked, "Apprentice, do you want to take off that guy's mask?"

"..." Shen Lanqing raised his hand towards the mask of his master's wonderful master, "I want to pick this mask even more, so as to see the true face of master."