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It has been half a month since the second prince came to the barracks last time, and then the fifth general personally led people to the front line and finally won a few difficult victories. After the victory, these discordant voices gradually faded away.

The news of Wen Renhuang waking up is still unknown, except for Huo Xiao and the others who know the reason for his coma, so he has been suffocated to death these few days, and he can only hide in the tent every day and cannot see anyone, but the only one who let him He was relieved that Ruan Zhengqing, who had returned from the front with Shen Chen, was also under house arrest.

"No, no, I'm a little more familiar than you, and his nose should be straighter!"

"Master Ruan, you must have never observed Shi Zi carefully, his eyes obviously need to grow a little longer!"

"Master Ruan..."

"Your Highness, can you shut up and let your subordinate finish this painting quietly?" Ruan Zhengqing couldn't bear it anymore, put down his brush and opened the door for Wen Renhuang.

"..." Wen Renhuang bit the small handkerchief aggrieved.

"This painting was ordered by the prince to be completed before tonight. Your Highness, please stand by and forgive me for not being able to draw it." Ruan Zhengqing sighed, his face full of helplessness.

Wen Renhuang announced his identity when he was taken back to the palace by Emperor Longbao, so Ruan Zhengqing also had to respect him as His Highness.

"Did you drive me away too? Why did you throw me away when you were all used up!" Wen Renhuang burst into tears.

"..." Ruan Zhengqing thought he didn't hear anything.

"What if you didn't have me to guide you in this painting, what would you do if you didn't draw like Qu Chengluan but Qu Mingkun!" Hearing people complained loudly!

Ruan Zhengqing took a deep breath and picked up his pen again.

"Your Highness said yes, please continue to give advice."

Wenren Huang approached happily.

It was night, and the Jinling Outer Commander's camp was brightly lit and heavily guarded, especially the guards on several floors around the commander's tent, and no idlers could enter.And in the coach's tent, a change that goes against common sense is happening.

Shen Chen stared helplessly as the person in the painting turned into a real person, lying on the bed in a deep sleep, amazed.

"Master Ruan, this is really... a wonderful painting!" Shen Chen stammered for a while, before sighing.

Wen Renhuang cast a disdainful glance, and continued, "I think it's a work of art!"

Huo Xiao, who had been silent all this time, finally stood up and said, "Your Majesty Ruan has worked so hard. Today I finally saw the person in the painting come true. It really deserves its reputation."

Ruan Zhengqing smiled modestly: "My lord is too modest, Zhengqing is already good at this skill, so naturally he needs to practice more."

Wen Renhuang looked at the lifeless "Qu Chengluan" and asked, "Would it be a bit perfunctory to send it to Qu Mingkun like this?"

Shen Chen nodded: "It's indeed too easy."

Huo Xiao thought for a moment, raised his sword and plunged into the heart of "Qu Chengluan". Even though he was a dummy, he had skin and flesh, blood splattered all over in an instant, hitting the heart!

Wen Renhuang jumped back in shock: "Will this... be too miserable?"

Ruan Zhengqing said with a smile: "This subordinate believes that this is enough to express His Highness's weight in the prince's heart."

Wen Renhuang blushed, Huo Xiao calmly said: "Tomorrow Shen Chen will accompany me to Beijing."

"Subordinates obey!"

The next day, the second prince in the capital figured out something again, and ordered to send [-] elite soldiers under his command to Duanwang's barracks to fight against Qihuang Mountain together, and the capital was truly defenseless at this moment.

When Qu Mingkun handed the antidote to Huo Xiao's hands, Huo Xiao stared at the bottle of antidote and asked, "Can your Highness guarantee that Wenren will wake up after taking the medicine?"

"How did I know this?" Qu Mingkun sneered, "My lord is so procrastinating, if the antidote wears off after such a long time, I can't blame Bengong."

Just as Huo Xiao was about to explode, Shen Chen immediately stepped forward and said in a low voice, "My lord, calm down."

The guards of the Eastern Palace were on the alert and paying attention to the actions of the few people. Huo Xiao suppressed his anger and said, "Your Highness, do you think that killing two birds with one stone is what you are thinking?"

Qu Mingkun looked sideways and smiled: "My lord was joking. If I can respect my brothers and sisters, I would naturally wish for it, but who can be like this in the current Daqi?" It was as if others wanted him to die. , but Shen Chen silently thought in his heart that he really wanted him to die.

Huo Xiao's angry appearance really didn't look like he was fooling people, Shen Chen lowered his head and secretly praised his lord's superb acting skills.

"Your Highness, you'd better pray for Wen Renhuang to wake up, otherwise Qihuang Mountain will not be destroyed, and your throne may not be secure!" Huo Xiao roared in one breath, turned and left the hall, Qu Mingkun's expression remained unchanged, But the tone seemed crazy and he said: "Respectfully send off Duan Wang——"

He was sitting alone in the Eastern Palace, and in just a few more days, this Daqi would be his, and that person would be his too.He covered his heart and coughed a few times, his body was gradually exhausted by the deep palace resentment and too complicated thoughts, but he didn't notice it, and sent someone to fetch pen and ink, tremblingly wrote down his thoughts, his mind The great ambitions in the book, his description of the future...

He wanted that person to know that he, Qu Mingkun, was not a heartless person, that he never wanted to hurt him, and that he could share all his best things with him, as long as that person was willing.

But now, Qu Chengluan is dead, even if his cowardly father jumps up, he won't be able to jump to the sky. It's still unknown whether Wen Renhuang can wake up. He fell into a place of eternal doom, until now there is no stumbling block in his way.

The tip of his pen trembled, and his eyes seemed to be crazy.

"You said, Mingkun sent a letter outside the city?" Emperor Longbao sat on a chair and looked up at the sun outside the house.

Zhang Zhong nodded: "The Second Prince has been paying attention to the frontline and the situation in the prince's barracks these days."

Emperor Longbao closed his turbid eyes slightly: "In Mingkun's heart... why is there such a big resentment?"

Zhang Zhong hurriedly lowered his waist and said, "I'm afraid, it's because His Highness has not yet opened your imperial edict."

"No matter how many years have passed, no matter what generation, one cannot resist the throne. This is the human heart." He stretched out a hand, and butterflies flew past his fingers outside the window.

"Your Majesty..." Zhang Zhong shouted in a low voice, "Are you going to make them stop? This old servant is watching, they are all princes..."

Qu Binglong chuckled: "Zhang Zhong, you are old too. You were not so soft-hearted when you fought with me in this palace."

Zhang Zhong smiled wryly and shook his head.

"This deep palace hasn't changed for many years, but it's lonely, Zhang Zhong, go and call Ming Huang, I haven't played chess with him for a long time." Emperor Longbao said quietly after a while.

Hearing this, Zhang Zhong stepped back and sighed inwardly.

Qu Mingkun was summoned by the emperor just after he sent the messenger away. His father hadn't announced it for many days, but he picked it up today. He already thought about it.

"I will see my father." He lowered his eyes and said.

Emperor Longbao set up a game of chess in the garden, said with a slight smile, "I haven't seen you for a long time, the emperor seems to have lost weight, get up and sit down."

Qu Mingkun stood up and said, "Qihuang Mountain is in chaos, and my son should do his best. What's the point of losing weight?"

"The troubles of the secular world have disturbed my father enough for these years. In the end, it was nothing. Come, my son, let's play the next game." Emperor Longbao waved his hand, and the guards and maidservants around him all retreated, leaving only Zhang Zhong to serve.

Qu Mingkun glanced at the chessboard and asked suspiciously, "Father, is this an endgame?"

Emperor Longbao laughed and said: "Exactly, I fiddled with it for a long time last night, and found that I can't get out of the mess I set up by myself, so today I want to invite the emperor to try."

Qu Mingkun narrowed his eyes slightly, wondering what he was thinking about, there were not many pieces on the chess game, but every path of the white chess was blocked very tightly by the black chess, it was as if his father deliberately came to trick him.

"Father, you personally blocked the white chess's way out, how can you solve this game?" Qu Mingkun asked puzzled.

Emperor Longbao was surprised: "Why do you think that I have blocked Bai Qi's way?"

Qu Mingkun frowned, stopped at a few places and said: "Father, although there are obvious ways to survive in these places, as long as you move one step, the black chess can completely block all the openings immediately, and the whole game will be lost."

Emperor Longbao listened carefully and nodded in agreement.

Zhang Zhong looked up at the chessboard, he had a plan in his mind, and said immediately: "Your Majesty, this old slave is going to bring you and the Second Highness some cakes."

After there was no one around, Qu Mingkun's tense nerves seemed to relax a little, and he looked at the chess carefully again.

Emperor Longbao smiled without saying a word, and followed him to calculate which step could really save Baizi.

"Father, excuse me for my ignorance. Even if Baizi can be saved for a while, but Heizi's deployment is too strict, and he will eventually be blocked in a dead end." Qu Mingkun looked at it for a long time, and finally had no choice but to give up.

Emperor Longbao smiled, shook his head and said: "Sure enough, this endgame is a bit tricky, it's not a good endgame."

Qu Mingkun immediately lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty, don't take your son's one-sided words to heart."

"No, Mingkun, this is not a one-sided statement, it is a fact," Emperor Longbao said slowly, "It seems to be besieged by all sides, but in fact there is still life."

Qu Mingkun was stiff all over, looking at the father who suddenly became kind today in disbelief and said to himself: "But this life is also very dangerous, maybe it can survive, and there is no way to know what is waiting for it after it survives." .”

Qu Mingkun felt the cold sweat running down his back. Emperor Longbao had already been said to be under house arrest by him, but now he still has the palace and majesty that made him fear, as well as the ridiculous fatherly love that suddenly became heavy?

"Father, what are you talking about, I don't understand." He smiled and asked softly.

Emperor Longbao took a deep look at him, stretched out his hand and randomly moved a few sunspots and threw them out of the chessboard, saying: "But, I am the emperor, if I want the sunspots to be born, he will be born, and if I want the white men to be born, then the sunspots will be born." If you pick it, you have to pick it off the chessboard."

The black stones that were thrown out rolled on the ground a few times, and finally lay quietly in the grass. The remaining white stones seemed to be all over the chessboard, in perfect shape.

Qu Mingkun sat quietly on the stool and listened to this, then got up and picked up the few sunspots from the grass and sat back again, smiling: "Father was joking, you can throw him out, Ruoerchen will pick him up , put it back on the chessboard?"

After finishing speaking, he made a move, blocking all the good white pieces in the original endgame, leaving no room for survival than the previous ones.

"Father, you see, my son can also decide whether to win or lose a game of chess." He showed a smile, but he didn't see his eyes, but he already revealed the cruelty.

Looking at his son's expression, Emperor Longbao finally closed his mouth.

Yes, he is old now, in the palace he is surrounded by his own son's eyeliner, he still looks free, but he has been emptied, as long as he dies, Qu Mingkun can immediately announce his ascension to the throne.

He had dispatched all the troops in the palace to Huo Xiao, and all the generals stationed in the southwestern border had to obey King Duan's orders. If the Qihuang Mountain rebels could not be destroyed this time, then Daqi would be the one to be destroyed.

He said softly: "I'm tired, you step back."

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