Tianjun Chasing His Wife Crematorium

In Yong'an City, there was an extra imposing Prince Ping's Mansion. The threshold was painted black and shiny, but it didn't take long for the continuous stream of guests to trample the paint off.The common people know that the master of Prince Ping's Mansion is the only remaining child of the Li family's royal family - His Highness the Ninth Prince, Li Cong.

The common people of the current dynasty had received the grace of the founding emperor Li, that is, to implement the policy of recuperation, greatly reduce the amount of taxes, and the widows and widows were exempted from taxes. At the same time, military service was reduced and business was encouraged. The world reached an unprecedented prosperity.Envoys from various countries came to the Central Plains, which promoted cultural and commercial exchanges and further promoted the prosperity of the world.

The queen is currently in power, although she continues the national policy of the Li family's royal family.But the tribal neighbors who once obeyed the Central Plains, since the queen ascended the throne, they are ready to move on the grounds that the queen has stolen the Li family's world.Years of wars and turmoil along the border have resulted in increased military service taxes.Therefore, the common people complained about the queen in their hearts.

This time, the appearance of Ping Wang Li Cong gave the people hope.The common people all hope that King Ping can win his breath, take the world back from the Queen's hand, and kill those barbarians who are looking for opportunities to make troubles.Continue the previous national policy of low taxes and light military service.

However, when the third small incense sedan chair was carried into Prince Ping's mansion, the hearts of the people were beating.After all, the prince who recruited three male favorites within a month is not like a serious prince who can take the lead.

In the Lake Pavilion of Prince Ping's Mansion, two figures sat facing each other on both sides of the chessboard.

"Hey, I won again." Si Ling smiled and looked at Xian Yun.

Xianyun withdrew his gaze from the figure beside the rockery, glanced at the chessboard, and said calmly, "Oh."

Su Ling followed Xianyun's gaze, and saw a slender figure rushing towards the pavilion in the middle of the lake, bowing to each other.Seeing this, Su Ling smiled lightly and nodded in return.That figure was the one brought in by the first small fragrant sedan chair, Mr. Luoyan from Yongle Pavilion.

Su Ling knew why Xian Yun was unhappy.Then he leaned over, approached Xianyun with a shy face, and said with a smile, "It's too bad to make such a bad plan. It's not like you haven't seen, those old ministers, like crazy, want to stuff their daughters to me."

Xianyun raised his sleeves, picked up the chess pieces one by one from the chessboard, and sorted them into the chess basket.Without raising his eyes to look at Li Ling, Feng Qingyun smiled lightly, "Well, I know, you can't help yourself. You have to recruit a handsome young master every ten days, and show off to outsiders."

Su Ling grabbed Xian Yun's hand which was picking up the chess pieces, and explained, "You have wronged me. This first Luo Yan was indeed found by me. We have agreed, I will redeem him, and he will accompany him." I'm acting, and he will be free after it's done. The green leaf in the back, and Xue Lian, who was brought into the mansion today, were all forced in by those old ministers."

Ji Ling paused, took out the chess pieces that Xian Yun was holding in his hand, threw them into the chess basket, interlocked his fingers with Xian Yun, and said affectionately, "I wanted to say no to the promise of marriage, but I didn't expect it to turn into the current situation." .Are you mad at me?"

Xianyun raised his eyes, and met Shang Lingling's spring-like eyes, and felt an itch in his heart.Xianyun looked away, pulled out his hand, took a sip from the teacup on the side, and said in a deep voice, "I naturally hope that you will come out of this muddy water sooner."

After Xianyun put the teacup on the table, Su Ling came over to touch the slender hand again, looked at Xianyun with sparkling eyes, and said seriously, "Ying Bo said, the dragon's pulse has indeed changed in the past month, and I will confirm it. I will not be the next emperor. I made an agreement with Ying Bo that in another month, I will help him find the real emperor. After one month, no matter what the situation is, we will return to the barren mountain."

According to Ying Bo, since Suling arrived in Yong'an, the dragon aura in Yong'an has changed drastically.And based on the changes in the dragon energy, the real emperor is someone else, and that person is in the capital, but for some reason, the destined next emperor does not have the royal dragon energy body protection, so he cannot be found.The most likely scenario is that the next emperor is not a member of the Li family's royal family.In Yong'an City, there is fear of a mutiny coming.

Although Su Ling was familiar with these things by heart, she still had to present an image of a masculine, playboy prince.While dealing with the queen and the ministers of the court, he secretly searched for the "grassroots" emperor.

Xianyun and Su Ling privately speculated about the "grassroots" emperor.Currently, there are two suitable candidates.One is Ling's cousin - Zhong Min, and the other is the empress' nephew - Wu Chengyou.These two people, on the one hand, are the founding heroes who supported the Li family, military generals with great military exploits;This Zhong Min and Wu Chengyou, both at a young age, have achieved impressive political achievements. They are in their prime, and they both have their own loyal party members.

Su Ling firmly insisted that the Son of Heaven was definitely one of the two, and he did not run away.Xianyun is noncommittal about this.

Xianyun was about to speak, when suddenly there was movement above his head, a piece of golden glazed tiles slipped from the top of the pavilion into the lake.

"Who is it!" Su Ling raised her head vigilantly and looked up.

"It's me, it's me, Your Highness Prince Ping, don't panic." The owner of the voice grabbed the cornice of the Huxin Pavilion and jumped into the pavilion.But the moment he landed, his foot slipped and he fell.

"When did you go up there?" Su Ling's eyes were complicated, she looked at Wang Jiu, who was sitting on the ground rubbing her buttocks and grinning, reeking of alcohol.

Xian Yun waved the folding fan and said leisurely, "Before we came in, Wang Jiu slept on it."

"Hey, I was feeding the fish on the pavilion, but I accidentally drank too much and fell asleep." Wang Jiu raised his head, grinning at the two of them.

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