Qian Ye looked at Xuan Yi, then raised his hand and slapped himself in the face.

His strength was heavier than the force Xuan Yi had just hit. As soon as he knocked it down, his face became thick and swollen.

Then there was no stop. The second and third ones, Qian Ye opened his bow left and right, slapped his face like a pig's head, but the man, who was nearly forty, kept looking at Xuan Yi and the prince in front of him.

Everyone listened to the harsh slap, and no one dared to persuade him.

After all, it was really the presence of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince himself. Even though they didn't know the young man with a beautiful face after pulling down the mask, even Qian Mu had already knelt down in front of the other side, so why would he not kneel down?

Xuan Yi nodded with satisfaction at Qian Ye's red, swollen and bulging cheeks.

Those who can achieve the level of money industry are all people who can bend and stretch their minds to advance and retreat to the extreme."

"I'm very satisfied, so there's no need to hit me." Xuan Yi smiled slightly: "It's just that you are dissatisfied, right? You should feel very humiliated, right?"

Young man said lightly.

Qian Ye shook his head: "I dare not."

"You don't dare, I dare." Xuan Yi said softly: "I feel even more humiliating than you now, more humiliating than you kneeling on the ground, and more humiliating than you slapping yourself."

There was a silence in the presence.

So the boy's voice filled the audience and entered everyone's ears.

"Come in." Xuan Yi said.

Then Hyacinth slowly walked over with the second carriage, drove through the gate, and finally stopped beside the first carriage, where the young man with short silver-gray hair stood without saying a word.

"You are strange, right?" Xuan Yi said quietly: "I sent my concubine to her parents' home to visit her. In the end, there were only two blood-carriages here. One carriage carried the concubine himself, one carriage with a dead man, and the man pulled the carriage. Where did the horse go?"

The boy's cold words continued to echo throughout the courtyard. The sun shone, the birds rose, and the courtyard was full of green, but no one dared to make a second sound.

"It's strange, right? I feel very strange, too." Xuan Yi continued: "When they set out from my palace, there were twelve carriages, thirty-six horses, twenty-four guards, twelve maids, and more gold jewelry and rare antiques, but why did they get here only two carriages?"

"Who can tell me why?"

Xuan Yi walked to Qian Ye and looked at the other party's face that had slowly recovered from its original state - after all, he was a powerful man from the Dongxuan Realm, and this little skin trauma was really a minor injury in a blink of an eye - stared at the other party's green eyes: "Can you tell me?"

After being asked by Xuan Yi, Qian Ye whispered: "Since the day when the news of the prince came, we have been preparing. My father took us here to welcome Qian's niece early this morning, and we know nothing about it."

Xuan Yi raised his hand and slapped Qian Ye directly on the ground. He was a perfect study of things, and the realm of enlightenment was also a Chinese Purple Box Zhizhi that enhanced his own quality. Therefore, the power in his hand was much greater than that in the ordinary cave mysterious realm. At this time, he used all his strength, and Qian Ye did not dare to use his power to resist, so he was slapped to the ground by the boy.

Qian Ye fell to the ground and did not move. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince did not let him get up, so he did not dare to get up.

Even if everyone looks down on this prince on weekdays, he is the emperor's son after all. The man closest to the throne of the Os in the world, unless the Qian family is ready to be destroyed by the clan, he can only choose to spit on his face here.

Or to put it another way.

If the prince slapped you on the left face, you would send your right face up to the prince to beat you.

"Dog shit." Xuan Yi said softly.

"I said shit, can you hear it?"

"It doesn't matter if I can't hear it, I saw a story in the book a few days ago."

"Seeing a little emperor of an empire, he was helped to the throne by powerful officials."

"The powerful minister is so powerful that the entire palace is full of the powerful minister's subordinates. The little emperor was so scared that he couldn't rest all night. All the decrees could only be implemented after the powerful minister had seen them."

"He's very unhappy."

"Just like I am very unhappy now."

"He looked around and found that there was no one around him who could be close to him, so he lit up the eunuchs and maids in the palace, wearing swords and armor, and wanted to kill the powerful minister and regain his power."

"Do you know the ending?" Xuan Yi asked around, and of course no one dared to answer.

"If no one knows, then I will tell you myself."

"He fought bloody battles all the way, from this end of the capital to the other end of the capital. His sword was stained with blood and his clothes were scattered."

"No one dares to deal with it."

"Until about to reach the powerful minister's house, someone said something."

"That man said, "You should support a man for a thousand days."

"So a small servant of the powerful minister stabbed the little emperor from the chariot with a spear and killed him."

"Look, killing an emperor is that simple, and killing a prince will not be difficult."

"Today I sent my concubine back to my parents' home to visit my relatives. You all dare to send someone to intercept them. So now I am here by myself. I want to ask, Minister."

"Where is your dead man who has been a thousand days old?"

"Where is his spear? How can I stab me down?"

"Who can tell me?"

Qian Mu felt chill all over and trembled all over.

He did not expect that the crown prince could really do such a thing that could be seen through.

Yes, the current crown prince is like the little emperor in the story he told, and there is no one around him who can use it, and no one can use it.

Everyone was waiting to see the prince's joke, watching him finally handing over the prince's seal and sending his sister to the throne.

But he didn't.

He chose to use the simplest and most direct method to deal with the problem, just like the little emperor who was reckless and died.

If the matter of His Royal Highness of the Crown Prince is not handled well today, then the Crown Prince will lose all face and be in a slump.

But if His Royal Highness really killed the powerful ministers as the little emperor thought, then he would be the emperor who eliminated Oboi and led his empire toward Zhongsheng again.

Everything is only based on the results.

From this point of view, Qian Mu originally thought that the prince's prince's rash silence to send Qian Ying back to visit his relatives was just a reckless and ridiculous act of the boy, and he had no idea about the rules of the game, so Qian Mu didn't mind teaching the prince a lesson.

But unexpectedly, this is a trap for His Royal Highness.

He was just waiting for his efforts to deliver the authority of the disaster to his hands.

Now that the prince is coming to seek the return of this authority, what should he do?

Qian Mu is far from that powerful minister who is in power, and even Prime Minister Osborne cannot do it.

But His Highness the Crown Prince was doing what the little emperor had done.

Qian Mu robbed the land with his head: "The old minister is loyal to the emperor and the empire, and the sun and the moon can be seen."

(The protagonist of this story is Cao Mao, the last emperor of Cao Wei in the Three Kingdoms, and the protagonist who is well-known to everyone in Sima Zhao.

The emperor is also a human being. Whenever I see such a story, I can't help but think like this.

Where is Gaogui Township Gong now?)
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