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Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"Qingxun, why did you do this?!" Mo Yuanxing, the emperor of the Mo Dynasty, was very embarrassed at this time. He was wearing a bright yellow pajamas, and there were only Mo Yuanxing and Mo Qingxun in the huge Hall of Mental Cultivation. .One is the 50-year-old emperor, the other is the ten-year-old Prince Jing's son, and there is no one else.

Mo Yuanxing's face was full of shock and anger, his eyes were fixed on Mo Qingxun, and his voice was hoarse.

"What did Grandpa Huang say?" Mo Qingxun smiled slightly.Mo Yuanxing was nice to him, but only nice.He thought he could tell the difference between the truth and the falsehood.What Mo Yuanxing liked was only his talent, and he didn't really like Mo Qingxun.That being the case, why should he be merciful? "Who doesn't want this throne?"

"But there are not many people who mutinied and seized the throne like you!" Mo Yuanxing scolded fiercely, "You are treason, you are disloyal and unfilial!"

Just as Mo Qingxun thought, Mo Yuanxing's feelings for Mo Qingxun were not pure, but any child of the royal family did not have truly pure feelings, not to mention the royal family, but the same was true for the children of all prosperous families. Emotions are mixed with interests.What Mo Qingxun didn't know was that Mo Yuanxing had feelings for him already, but for the other sons and grandsons, such as Prince Mo Zhaoyuan, Mo Yuanxing didn't have any feelings at all, it was purely a relationship of interest.

But Mo Qingxun didn't know.

Hearing Mo Yuanxing's scolding, his face darkened.

"Grandfather, I am not the only one who wants to rebel." He said gloomily, "Your good prince, Mo Zhaoyuan, the ninth prince who is the descendant of Empress Chu, is also planning to change the palace!"

"Impossible." Mo Yuanxing retorted, "He is the crown prince. After a hundred years, the throne will be his. How could he rebel?"

"Who knows?" Mo Qingxun sneered, "Maybe the prince can't wait and wants to be emperor soon!"

Mo Yuanxing fell silent.Based on his understanding of the prince, it is not impossible for the prince to do this.

However, the prince is definitely not impatient and wants to become emperor soon, but he has completely seen that he may decree to abolish his position as prince.Although he has no feelings for this youngest son, Mo Yuanxing understands him very well, just as the other party understands him.The prince knew that the emperor didn't like him, and the emperor also knew that the prince didn't like him.

They didn't like each other, and they knew it clearly.

"The prince wants to rebel because he knows that I don't like him, and thinks that I might depose him." Mo Yuanxing sighed, and looked at Mo Qingxun again, "But what about Qingxun, why are you rebelling? You are the one I like the most among all my children and grandchildren!"

"But my father is a concubine, and the prince is a concubine." Mo Qingxun said coldly, "Because of this, if you let him be the prince, he can be the next emperor by virtue of his birth. With me, if it wasn't for treason, I would never touch the dragon chair in this life!" At the end, he almost roared.

When Mo Yuanxing heard Mo Qingxun's words, his expression immediately calmed down.

What Mo Qingxun didn't know was that Mo Yuanxing really didn't like the prince, and also really liked him.Mo Yuanxing even thought that if something went wrong with the prince, he would be abolished and made him the grandson of the emperor.

Anyway, he is the eldest of his grandchildren, and it is justifiable that he "establishes the first son and establishes the eldest son".

Mo Qingxun didn't know.

Hearing Mo Qingxun's words, Mo Yuanxing's heart was completely cold.

He felt that the eldest grandson he liked before was completely different from this slightly crazy young man with powerful eyes.

The 50-year-old emperor felt a little disheartened.

"Grandfather, let's stop here for the greetings!" Mo Qingxun saw that Mo Yuanxing didn't speak any more, and he didn't want to talk to him, and said, "Now, please write an imperial decree for the Zen position and pass it on to me. !"

"I have a few questions I want to ask." Mo Yuanxing said in a very calm tone, "Where did your army come from?"

"It belongs to the Wucheng Bingma Division, what's the matter?" Mo Qingxun sneered, "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"Why did the army of Wucheng Bingma Division follow you in rebellion?" Mo Yuanxing asked.

"Because the deputy commander of the Wucheng Bingma Division, Wen Youxiang's eldest son, Wen Pinghe, led them to rebel against me!" Mo Qingxun laughed again when he said this, "How is it? Think? I really want to see the prince’s reaction! After all, the Wen family is also his future in-laws, but his brother-in-law followed me to rebel... Haha, his expression must be very exciting!"

"It's really exciting." At this moment, a third voice sounded in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Mo Qingxun turned his head, his face was very ugly: "It's you?"

It was Mo Zhaoyuan who came.

Mo Zhaoyuan was dressed in golden armor, his long black hair was tied up high, and his face was icy cold.

"Father, please forgive me for being late to save you." Mo Zhaoyuan looked at Mo Yuanxing, nodded slightly and said, "It is inconvenient for me to salute in military uniform, please forgive me, Father."

"What is the prince's crime?" Mo Yuanxing calmly nodded to Mo Zhaoyuan, "You came very timely."

"Why are you here?" Mo Qingxun frowned, his ten-year-old voice was still a little immature, but he couldn't hide the cruelty in his words.

"Gu heard that there was a rebellious party intending to rebel, so he surrounded the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and immediately sent someone to the General's Mansion to find his uncle. The uncle led the Chu family army into the palace, and rushed to the Hall of Mental Cultivation together with Gu's hidden guards from the Eastern Palace. , chaos, come, come." In the last sentence, Mo Zhaoyuan paused every word, although it was a cold look and words without ups and downs, but it was hard to hear a bit of sarcasm, "I saw in the chaos Wen Youxiang's eldest son, Wen Pinghe, Deputy Commander Wen, really surprised Gu Haosheng."

"You..." Mo Qingxun seemed to have never thought about this situation, and was momentarily at a loss for words.

In fact, it was the same. He didn't expect that someone would come to "put down the chaos". He completely ignored these things when he mutinied.

He forgot, or temporarily lost his memory, he forgot that Prince Mo Zhaoyuan's mother clan was the Chu family, that the great general Chu Yunze was his uncle, and that the Chu family army had a total of one million soldiers and horses. There are 100.

In terms of military strength, none of the princes can match the crown prince.

"Do you really not believe it, or are you deceiving yourself and others?" Mo Zhaoyuan said with a cold face, with no fluctuations in the tone.

"Xiaoyuan, you're so wicked!" cn170 suddenly jumped out and exclaimed.

"I really don't want to see you right now," Mo Zhaoyuan smiled tenderly, "If you don't mind, please disappear for a while!"

cn170 broke into a cold sweat from his gentle voice, and immediately fell silent.

Xiaoyuan is still like this, the gentler he smiles, the more unhappy he feels.

What should I do? This time it seemed to make him very angry.

I always feel that I will be cleaned up miserably when I calculate the general account in the future.

But speaking of it, he himself agreed...so I shouldn't be too miserable...right?

For the sake of future happiness, it doesn't matter even if you are tossed once.

Still feeling a little swollen——

"Why does the prince think that the army you bring can defeat my army?" Although Mo Qingxun was worried, he still refused to be defeated, especially in front of Mo Zhaoyuan. It reminds me of how I was insulted by him last time.

"You brought 5 horses, but I have [-]." Mo Zhaoyuan looked at Mo Qingxun calmly, and Mo Qingxun was irritated again by the eyes that seemed to be looking at an ant.

"Do you think you can win if two kill one?!" He shouted, "There are so many battles in history where you win more with less, don't you know Mo Zhaoyuan?" Mo Qingxun simply tore his face, and also No longer called him "Prince", but directly called "Mo Zhaoyuan".

"Historically, there have been many cases of winning more with less, but you didn't consider the gap between the Chu family's army and the soldiers and horses of the five cities." Mo Zhaoyuan heard Mo Qingxun's words, but revealed a shallow, unimpressed look. With an emotional smile, "The army that has been on the battlefield and killed people is completely different from the army that has been kept in the capital."

Although it was two years ago that the Chu family army in the capital killed people on the battlefield last time, but after all, they were soldiers who had killed people who had seen blood, and they could not be compared with the soldiers and horses of the five cities.

Mo Zhaoyuan's smile is very contemptuous - it can't even be said to be contemptuous, because Mo Zhaoyuan seems to have completely ignored Mo Qingxun, that kind of indifference attitude is more irritating than contempt and contempt.

Mo Qingxun was very angry.

But he couldn't say anything in rebuttal.

"Prince, I know what you want to do." At this time, Mo Yuanxing, who had been silent all this time, spoke again, "But there is something I can't figure out. You seem to have come early."

Mo Yuanxing knew Mo Zhaoyuan's intention of coming to save him. Mo Zhaoyuan's rescue was definitely not an ordinary person's rescue. Mo Yuanxing fully understood what Mo Zhaoyuan wanted to do.What Mo Zhaoyuan really wanted to do was to take the opportunity to seize the throne by using the name of rescuer.

But Mo Yuanxing originally thought that Mo Zhaoyuan would wait until Mo Qingxun killed him before coming here.

"What did the father say? Why do you feel that the minister has come early?" Mo Zhaoyuan showed an admiring expression on his face, and looked at Mo Yuanxing very respectfully, "If the father is hijacked and comes out What a mistake, it will make my son regret it for the rest of his life!"

Mo Zhaoyuan answered very clearly, the reason why he came at this time was because he didn't want to gamble with half the possibility.If Mo Yuanxing wrote down the imperial edict of the Zen throne because of Mo Qingxun's coercion, or abolished the prince's edict and established someone else's edict, it would not be so wonderful for Mo Zhaoyuan.Mo Zhaoyuan didn't want such a change. Although it was very likely that Mo Yuanxing would not write such an edict, what if he did?

"So that's how it is." A gratified smile appeared on Mo Yuanxing's face. He looked at Mo Zhaoyuan benevolently, but the approval in his eyes was genuine, "He really is my good son."

What Mo Yuanxing said was not ironic, as an emperor, he fully agreed with Mo Zhaoyuan's actions.Mo Zhaoyuan is the crown prince, that is, the future emperor, if he doesn't have the means to be an emperor, Mo Yuanxing will feel dissatisfied on the contrary.Although Mo Yuanxing doesn't like the prince, he really agrees with the youngest son.

Originally, Mo Yuanxing thought that Mo Qingxun, the eldest grandson, seemed to have some skills, and he might be able to cultivate a generation of emperors, but now it seems that it is not enough.Not to mention comparing with the prince, even his father and his eldest son King Jing are more royal than him.

The clamor of weapons outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation gradually subsided, and Mo Qingxun's complexion became more and more unsightly.

Mo Zhaoyuan's face was still expressionless, but Mo Qingxun saw a hint of ridicule.

"The result hasn't come out yet!" Mo Qingxun roared angrily. Although he also felt that the [-] soldiers and horses of Wucheng Bingma Division were no match for the [-] Chu family army, but...

Maybe there will be an accident?

After all, he is the absolute hero who came from time travel with golden fingers!

Mo Zhaoyuan seemed to have seen what Mo Qingxun was thinking, and there was a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"What are you thinking?" His voice was soft and calm, with an imperceptible smile, "It should be said, what are you still thinking about?"