When a Cultivation Boss Dresses Up as Cannon Fodder [Quick Transmigration]

Two months after the prince was imprisoned.

"How about the East Palace?"

"If you go back to the emperor, the abolished concubine died of illness a month ago, and the third prince... the third prince did not act in grief or indignation."

Emperor Kang Ping was already old, his wrinkled face was like a walnut shell, and because he often frowned, the folds between his brows would not unfold even when he laughed heartily, and his every move made people around him tremble.

"Tell me what he has been doing during this time."

Hearing this, the chief steward who had followed Emperor Kang Ping for most of his life bowed down again, his head almost touching his knees.

"If you go back to the emperor, His Highness, he was drunk all day for the first month and locked himself in the room. He only came to the gate of the palace when the princess was seriously ill."

The emperor should still remember what he did at the gate of the palace, so there is no need for him to talk too much.

"In the past month, His Highness no longer stays at home. He takes the maids and eunuchs to pick wild vegetables in the back garden, climbs trees to touch bird eggs, and also hunts birds that fly past the East Palace. People tell stories, and what they tell is all here.”

The imperial steward carefully presented the book. The emperor had ordered the East Palace to be surrounded, neither entering nor exiting. It was nothing more than to force the abolished prince to commit suicide. Otherwise, the reputation of the father killing the son would be too bad.

But the abandoned prince really has a lot of tenacity. He was decadent in the first month, but in the second month he had the leisure to do these things.

The emperor's plan may not be realized for a while, unless...the false crown prince commits suicide.

Emperor Kang Ping opened the book, and he didn't know whether his son was talking about the emperor's family affairs or the sage's words. He couldn't just teach two children how to read, wouldn't he use stories to express his sorrow?

Since Pangu opened up the world, there has been heaven and earth, and a prehistoric world. At that time, there were no human beings in the prehistoric world...

From Pangu opening up the world, to Nvwa creating man, Nvwa mending the sky, from the lost sky-pending stone, to the stone monkey worshiping a teacher to cultivate immortals and making troubles in the heavenly palace...

In Emperor Kang Ping's impression, he was a regular and well-behaved prince. Even the side concubine had to follow the rules before accepting him.

When would such a person listen to such stories of ghosts and monsters?

"Send someone to find out where this story came from and how it got to the East Palace."

***

Inside the East Palace, only Emperor Kang Ping's people were watching inside, but outside the East Palace, several princes released them.

They didn't know that the deposed prince was still there to tell stories leisurely. They only knew that the deposed prince had accepted his fate in the past two months.

The majestic prince of a country, even the abolished prince, has no reason to dig wild vegetables by himself.

"Brother, you can rest assured now. The abolished prince can't even care about his face now. Although he doesn't have the courage to commit suicide, he also has no fighting spirit. The prince abolished by the father himself will not be released easily, let alone The princess and concubine died inside, so it is even more impossible to let the third brother out."

Although the Ninth Prince is the youngest prince, he knows that his father, the old man who controls the world, is just a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

Tossing the abandoned prince's family into what it is now, the old man can only kill them all, and there will never be a time when he cares about the father and son. Unless the abandoned prince is dead, the old man may show some kindness to the two children of the abandoned prince.

The eldest prince is thirty-five this year, he got married early, the eldest son is 19 years old this year, and the eldest grandson was born last year, he is already a grandfather.

In the past 20 years, he has been staring at the position of prince all the time, and every day he wants to pull the third child off the horse and get on by himself.

Abolishing the crown prince has long been a thing of the past, but two months have passed, and the old man has not revealed anything about the establishment of the crown prince.

"Ninth brother, do you think the old man is more interested in me? Or is he more optimistic about the second, fourth and sixth son?"

Or, they don't want to choose from the older princes at all, but choose the younger ones.

The young prince has no wings, even if he is established as the prince, he can only rely on the old man for a long time, and because of his young age, he will not be in a hurry to take the throne.

Just thinking about it like this, the eldest prince's heart burst into flames, he managed to pull the deposed prince off the horse, and he couldn't take advantage of the people behind him.

Why did the old man have so many sons a few years ago? If he was the only one, or if all the children were younger sisters in the future, he wouldn't have to be a grandfather and plan all day long.

"Since ancient times, the establishment of a prince has always been a matter of opinion. The abolished prince is the son of the Yuan empress, and his status is different from that of the other sons. Now he has no hope. The possibility that the father will choose a new prince is the greatest." The nine princes said insincerely .

Although he was with the boss, it was because he had no choice. His biological mother, Concubine Li, and the eldest's biological mother, Concubine Xian, were half-sisters, and they belonged to the same camp in the palace. People who belong to the concubine Xiangui's group, when they start studying, they are the boss, and they can never be chosen by him.

However, the abolished prince has been the prince for 20 years, and there is no one who does not boast about his talents, learning and virtue, so he is still abolished.

The boss is the eldest son of the old man, but is the old man the one who likes this thing? If he really likes it, the courtiers have asked for the crown prince again and again after two months. Whenever the old man has any ideas, he will communicate with the people below.

He hasn't communicated with the people below, which means that the old man hasn't made up his mind yet, and he must be dissatisfied with the eldest son, the boss.

Right now, the position of crown prince is vacant, and the old man has no one who is very satisfied. If he is not tempted by such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, he will be a prince in vain.

When the abolished prince was in power, for the princes, he was a living target. Anyone with a little idea wanted to trip up the abolished prince. Finally, the abolished prince was eliminated, and the people who stared up and down became The emperor, the ultimate ownership of the crown prince is not the final decision of the emperor.

In the past two months, there was a dark tide in the court, and people from various factions were asking for a crown prince. Sometimes even Emperor Kang Ping, who was sitting on it, couldn't tell which son a certain of his officials belonged to.

The loudest voice was not the eldest prince, but the fourth and sixth princes who came after him. Both of them were legitimate sons with outstanding literary talents. One was good at poetry and the other was good at prose, and was highly respected by literati.

In the Yong Dynasty, literati ruled the world, and even literati who did not enter the court still had great influence.

Emperor Kang Ping asked about the abolished prince after two months, not because he cared about the so-called father-son relationship, but because he was annoyed by the courtiers and princes, and suddenly remembered that when the abolished prince was still in power, he was a living target, and Isn't it a shield for him to block the gun.

If he knew today, he shouldn't be so eager to abolish the prince. A prince who committed the crime of treason is a more suitable shield.

Outside the East Palace, there was a storm of wind and clouds, but inside the East Palace, there was a lot of cheers and applause, not like a closed place, but like a folk tea house, like a theater, like an acrobatic troupe.

He Zhinian would tell stories to everyone every day. After finishing the long story of Jiujiu81, he told the love story of foxes and ghosts, which was scary and exciting.

Ruyi didn't dare to sleep alone at night during this time, she had to be accompanied by Nanny Yu to be willing, but even so, she didn't want to miss the story told by the king, and she was the one who listened most enthusiastically.

He Yu had heard so many stories about gods and ghosts. Although he knew that they were just stories, he wished that he could possess supernatural powers like Monkey King. By then, the guards surrounding the palace would not be able to trap them. Just pull the emperor's grandfather off the horse and let the father take the throne. Whoever dares to be disobedient can blow people away with one breath.

The little boy didn't know how to possess the supernatural powers in the story, so he could only practice martial arts every day. The two masters who taught him martial arts had already been killed by the emperor's grandfather.

His grandfather, grandmother, uncles and cousins ​​were all killed by the emperor, and his mother and concubine also died at the hands of the emperor.

He knew that there were people watching in the East Palace, so he couldn't tell anyone these words, he could only drag his father to practice martial arts every day, and only when the father and son broke out, could they avenge their hatred.

Little did he know that although his father was also practicing martial arts, he practiced crazily without sleep every day.

The luck of the original body is not low, and after he came here, the luck has been increased, and this world is rich in aura, comparable to his sect in the cultivation world, and it is much easier to cultivate than the previous world.

He Zhinian is like a fish returning to the ocean. This body is a mutated Thunder Spirit Root, and he is even more blessed in cultivation.

After only one month in this world, He Zhinian has advanced from a mortal to the sixth level of Qi Refining, which is much faster than his legendary cultivation speed in the cultivation world.

After telling so many stories about gods, ghosts, and ghosts, He Zhinian felt that he had prepared the groundwork. On the night of the day when he broke through the sixth level of Qi refining, he cast a spell to shield those people who were being watched by the Eastern Palace, and called the others to the front hall. , is the place they usually use to tell stories and listen to stories. It is big enough and bright enough not to mention, and the aura is also the most intense in the entire East Palace.

However, compared to the front hall of the East Palace, He Zhinian was more envious of the Golden Luan Hall, where the aura was majestic like a huge wave, making him want to drown in it.

Not everyone in this world can cultivate immortals, they need to have spiritual roots, and the more dense the spiritual energy, the greater the possibility of having spiritual roots. The sects in the cultivation world will also accept disciples from the mortal world, and few can accept them. When it comes to single spiritual roots, most of them are double spiritual roots and triple spiritual roots, and the more complex spiritual root sects will not be retracted.

Although the East Palace has layers of monitoring and guards, it can't stop He Zhinian. He has found all the materials for the refining tool, and he has already refined the spiritual testing tool. This time, he called everyone here to test Ming Lingen.

Even if it is a miscellaneous spiritual root of the five elements, he is willing to teach the method of cultivation, but if there is no spiritual root in the body, then don't waste time on cultivating immortals.

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