[Comprehensive martial arts] Protect our little prince

Zhao Mingning's tone was gentle, and he said that the bamboo is like jade and the gentleman is elegant, but Yu Luocha would not really think that this person would be as harmless as he appeared.

It's not right to say that, His Majesty the Emperor has shown his sharp fangs under his gentle face, there is only one well-behaved little sheep in the palace, and the others are wolves in sheep's clothing.

In a place like the imperial palace, it’s really hard to live without any skills. Either you have skills, or you have thighs to protect you. If you don’t have anything, then it’s over, wash it up and wait to die.

Zhao Mingning is not very old, and he has been on the throne for a long time. He was forced by the situation to swallow his anger when he was young, but after he got real power, his swift and decisive measures made the officials in the court turn pale. After all, few people in the court think that he can stabilize so quickly. In the hearts of the people, not many people think that the young emperor can hold too much power after the death of the queen mother.

According to their guess, it should develop like this.

The little emperor was depressed for too long when he was young, and he endured it for many years until the empress dowager died. He would definitely do whatever he wanted. He didn't want to do what he didn't dare to do before. No matter what, as long as it makes him happy, he can do it.

He is the emperor, and there are no elders above him, who can control him?

There are not a few ministers who think this way, and the leader is Cai Jing and Prime Minister Cai. Who would have thought that Zhao Mingning not only did not let himself go, but was still able to take the throne with ease?

Cai Xiang was not reconciled, so he united with the Liao people to rebel. The emperor can't force people to be stupid if he is not stupid.

Rebellion and treason are the great crimes of punishing the nine clans, so Cai Xiang's family finished playing together.

Yu Luocha took a deep look at Zhao Mingning. Fortunately, he has achieved good results in self-cultivation and self-cultivation these years. If someone dared to speak like this in front of him 20 years ago, even the emperor would have to become a dead emperor.

No wonder the little ancestor never showed any fear in front of him. It turns out that the crux of the matter is that his temper has changed too much over the years. The little ancestor was young, and the child was not born when he became famous. It is normal not to be afraid .

It may also be that the moonlight is so good tonight, and his mood also improved, so even if he was offended, he didn't feel angry.

"Whatever you think, the purpose of coming here today has been achieved, the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, there will be a period later." The big devil who had no self-knowledge raised the corners of his lips, and he smiled softly, looking a little weird in a daze.

Gong Jiu's back felt cold, and when Yu Luocha's figure disappeared over the palace, he turned his head and asked in a low voice, "Brother Huang, what exactly does he mean?"

Zhao Mingning's complexion was not very good, he clenched his fists and wanted to beat up his restless younger brother again. He didn't know Yu Luocha's real purpose, but he could be sure that the man came to the palace late at night not to arrest the six doors. those few people.

"I don't understand, Mingyu's childish nature, why did he provoke such an evil star?" When the elder brother's heart is broken, shouldn't the little fools of their family be the only ones who care about it? What is it all about?

"No one knows how old Yu Luocha is, but he has a son as old as Ximen Chuuxue, so he must not be young." Gong Jiu gathered up his coat, and the wind in the autumn night was still quite cold, "Probably I am rejuvenated, so I want to find my peers to play with."

emperor:? ? ?

"Ah Jiu, are you serious?" Zhao Mingning looked over indescribably, wondering if this younger brother was fooled by the stimulation.

Is it possible that Yu Luosha, the great devil in the Western Regions, has returned to his old age and broke into the palace in the middle of the night to find playmates?

Whether others believe it or not, he doesn't believe it anyway.

Gong Jiu also knew that what he just said was outrageous, she shrugged her shoulders as if she didn't say anything just now, Yu Luocha had already left, the two of them stayed up most of the night to discuss these things, did they just have nothing to do?

It's already very late at night, he will leave early tomorrow morning, if he doesn't sleep, he won't be able to sleep tonight.

Zhao Mingning got up to send him back, and went to see his restless younger brother. He vaguely saw the young man huddled up on the bed, and he sighed, but he still didn't feel sleepy.

Children are not easy to raise, and it is basically useless to preach. He is very caring when he is caring, and he is really noisy when he is noisy.

Some things, you have to stumble hard to remember them long. If you don't let him suffer, he won't understand no matter what others say.

The night was quiet, even the chirping of insects could not be heard outside, the moon descended from the sky, and soon, the sky turned white.

It's a fine day.

Zhao Mingyu's butt hurts at night, and he was so excited by Yu Luosha's seduction that he couldn't fall asleep. He moved around on the bed and didn't dare to roll around uncontrollably. It took a long time before he could barely fall asleep.

I don't want to sleep in the middle of the night, and I don't want to think about it in the morning. If it is normal, the little prince can sleep until he wakes up naturally. He can see the sun at noon when he opens his eyes and goes out. But today, the warm bed does not belong to him.

Gong Jiu yawned lazily, looked at the little ancestor who was stretched across the middle of the big bed, poked the soft little face, and then stuffed his cold hands into the bed.

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!"

Zhao Mingyu was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, and suddenly a cold hand got stuck in his neck, grinning his teeth and his whole body was in a bad mood, "Ninth brother, can you go and harass my brother, if you don't sleep enough, you won't grow taller, you Do you have the heart to let our family have a dwarf?"

"Do you want to sleep, or do you want to give Brother Jiu a ride?" Gong Jiu squeezed the soft flesh on the little ancestor's face, and slowly opened his mouth to give him two choices.

The brothers get together less and leave more. Is it important to sleep, or to send the elder brother away?

Obviously, of course... sleep is more important.

Waking up late ruins the morning, waking up early is a fool's day. In order to keep the mind clear, the body must get enough sleep. My brother can deliver it at any time. Sleeping can't be done anytime and anywhere, so of course sleep is more important.

The little prince fell back on the quilt sleepily, trying to open his eyes, but his eyes seemed to be stuck with glue, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open them.

Forget it, Brother Jiu will definitely be considerate of his poor younger brother, and when he wakes up, there is still time to explain to Brother Jiu.

Hoo hoo hoo hoo ~

Gong Jiu: ...

The relationship between their brothers for so many years can't resist the temptation of the bed, Zhao Mingyu, Zhao Mingyu, you are really good.

The Ninth Young Master stood beside the bed in a sad state, clenching his fists and making teeth-stinging noises. Unfortunately, the little ancestor slept in the dark and didn't notice the danger at all.

If he had just been woken up, he might still be a little vigilant, but now he sleeps after waking up, and at the beginning of returning to the cage, unless he has slept enough, otherwise the sky will fall and he will not react.

Anyway, when the sky falls, his brother will hold him up, and no one can hurt him.

Zhao Mingning stood by with his arms folded and watched them make a fuss. It was not so easy to get the little ancestor who was lying on the bed to get up. What he couldn't do, others must not be able to do it, "Ah Jiu, Uncle Wang will be coming soon gone."

The movement in the other courtyard could not be hidden from King Taiping. With Uncle Wang's temper, he should not be on the way to kill him at this time, or he had already killed him.

Gong Jiu stood up indifferently, looked at the sky outside, and said goodbye no longer, "If Brother Huang thinks that Ming Yu is really troublesome in the capital, send someone to Wuming Island, where there are delicious and fun things to eat." A lot, sure to satisfy him."

Zhao Mingning smiled and shook his head, "I don't want to see the scene where the two of you go out together at dawn, only to be found out from the corner by the guards at night."

"Not at all." Ninth Young Master was a little embarrassed, "There are many properties of mine around the South China Sea. If you can't find your way, you can just go to a store. There will be no more situations where you can't find your home."

"Okay, let's go, I'll stop Uncle Wang for you first." His Majesty the Emperor patted him on the shoulder, and took the lead to walk outside facing the rising sun. The little ancestor who threw down the blanket continued to sleep in the dark.

When he got up from the bed in a daze, he seemed to feel in his head that someone came to look for him in the room in the morning, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that he might be dreaming, so he lay down and turned over and continued to sleep.

I didn't feel it when I was lying on my stomach, but I turned over and pressed my buttocks. The soreness was simply unbearable.

With tears in his eyes, the little prince rubbed his butt carefully, and was horrified to find that his poor butt was still swollen even after taking the medicine last night.

Oh my god, how much strength did Zhao Mingning use to beat him, no wonder it hurt so much last night, that guy must have practiced Iron Sand Palm without telling him.

The weak little brother suffered domestic violence, whether it is the distortion of human nature or the loss of morality. Welcome to today's palace. I am the person involved, Zhao Mingyu. Next, let me take you to explore the truth of this tragic incident.

The servant waiting outside the hall came in with a washbasin towel after hearing the noise, waited for their little master to wash up, and then told him what the emperor and Gong Jiu had left before they left.

"My brother and ninth brother really came here this morning? Are they dreaming?" Zhao Mingyu opened his eyes wide, and his mind instantly became clear. Separated, but now told him that it was not a dream, what kind of suffering in the world is this?

The little prince took back the foot that had stepped over the threshold, rubbed his empty stomach, and looked at the chubby servant with extra caution, "Yuanbao, when did brother Jiu leave? Did you leave the capital now?"

Jin Yuanbao nodded, "Calculating the time, the prince has already left the Kaifeng mansion."

Zhao Mingyu desperately wanted to hit the wall, oh my god, is he a pig? Why did he sleep for so long? Brother Jiu has already left Kaifeng Mansion. Unless he can build an airplane, he will definitely not be able to catch up.

Ninth brother, I really didn't mean it, our brotherhood is as deep as the sea, you wait, when my brother and I rob Shi Guanyin's treasure, I will go to Wuming Island to see you.

The little prince shouted loudly in his heart, took a plate of snacks to cushion his stomach, and then ran to the imperial study to check his brain, good brother, there is a cute baby outside, is your child lost?

Zhao Mingning was approving the memorial. Gong Jiu's departure was just the beginning. The sons of princes from all over the country have also written letters to resign. They have stayed in the capital for more than two months this year, and the time has been far longer than in previous years.

There was Cai Jing in the front and King Pingnan in the back. There were quite a lot of things this year.

His Majesty the Emperor glanced at the troublemaker who dared not come in at the door, put down the pen in his hand and made a face, and began to sarcastically, "Hey, little piggy is finally willing to get up?"

"Hmph, piggy couldn't sleep because of the pain last night, that's why he couldn't get up in the morning." Zhao Mingyu tried to justify himself, but was swept away by his brother's cold gaze, and immediately fell back, "I was wrong. "

Zhao Mingning sat there without moving. Someone else's child knew how to be honest for a few days after being beaten up. Their family is doing well. There is nothing in the world that can restrain him. "What did Yu Luocha ask you for last night?"

Zhao Mingyu was stunned for a moment, Yu Luocha came and went without a trace, how did his brother know that Yu Luocha came to look for him last night?

Doubts are doubts, small secrets should be hidden or must be hidden, and brothers can't say everything, otherwise it will be easy to get awkward.

The little prince thought that his thoughts were very strict, and he grabbed the door frame pretending to be annoyed and complained, "He knows that I have been beaten, so he came to the palace specially to watch my jokes."

His Majesty the Emperor slowly took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, "Tell the truth."

Little Prince: QAQ~

Zhao Mingyu looked at his brother anxiously, trying to use his big eyes to influence this guy who broke the casserole and asked the bottom line, but unfortunately his eyes are not good at the moment, his eyes are sore from blinking, and his brother is still indifferent.

"Okay, it's Yu Luocha who sees that we are too poor, so he came here specially to help the poor."