Wei Shu

Chapter 138 Revision History
The prince was actually very unhappy.

He himself didn't know much, and he had to ask Wumeng as he walked, but he wanted to tell Bush such top secrets, how could there be such a good thing?

Another thing is that he also looks down on this so-called uncle, always feeling that this man is too greedy, has received too many benefits over the years, and the most hateful thing is that he is stingy.

It's been a few days now, his dignified prince is living in Bush's house, but this man is like blind and deaf, showing nothing at all, if it's not for the favor of the Fulun family, there are counselors who keep talking Persuaded from the side, the prince has already moved out.

He is the future emperor of the Dajin Kingdom, why should he run to a corrupt official's house?Corrupt officials should be eager to see him.

Wu Meng was originally following closely behind the prince, but at this time he heard the prince's question, so he hurried forward two steps forward, and said in a very low voice: "Return to Your Highness, we have found it."

After finishing speaking, he quickly wrote the word "six" in the palm of his hand, and said in a voice like a mosquito gnat: "The record is correct. In addition, Changli said...he recently caught a cold and hasn't been out of the house much."

"Ha! I knew it! I knew it!" His Royal Highness immediately opened his hands and waved them, and stepped heavily on the ground a few times with both feet, as if he still couldn't let go of his hatred, he spat on the ground several times.

This sudden action did not alarm anyone, all the followers and staff behind him looked normal, and some counselors even smiled.

It is a good thing that His Highness is willing to lose his temper, which shows that he has not caused any trouble. When the old man suddenly loses his temper and is quiet, then he has to be more careful, maybe he has caused some big trouble.

After venting, His Royal Highness gathered his robes and continued to walk forward.

At this moment, the expression between his brows and eyes could be said to be either proud or angry, and his face, which could still be called delicate, became a little distorted because of this weird expression.

"I knew that the thing that popped out of the cow's buttocks was not a good thing." His voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, thin and sharp, chattering endlessly in Wumeng's ear:

"Look at the guts of this dog, bird, thieves, it's full of feces and water, how dare you go without order..."

"Your Highness." Wu Meng was so frightened that his face turned pale. Regardless of the possible reprimand, he stopped the inappropriate words that the prince was about to say in time, and then desperately pointed forward with his eyes:
"Look, Your Highness, You Shuai! You Shuai is here! Look, Your Highness, he is walking this way!"

I beg you to say a few words less, what can we say when there is no one around?

This is Wumeng's indescribably bitter heartfelt voice, but unfortunately, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can't hear it.

"I know, I know, it's not that I don't have eyes." The prince glanced forward impatiently, but he was still pacing, even slower than before, obviously wanting to take advantage of this Opportunity to say a few more words with your subordinates.

Whether Bush came or not, he really didn't care.

He refused to pay, and he was not a direct descendant. He was just a dog raised by Fu Lun's family outside. Today, he, the Crown Prince of the Kingdom of Jin, condescended to come to the orphanage to have a look. At this time, don't say quicken your pace to greet your uncle, he doesn't even have a smile on his face.

But Wu Meng didn't dare to pretend he didn't see it, after saying those words, seeing that the prince became quieter, he immediately put a smile on his face, and bowed to Bush from a distance.

Because the distance between the two places is really far, and out of etiquette, Wumeng is not good at shouting loudly, so he can only say hello silently. At the same time, he also feels in his heart that the layout of this place is really too strange. There is only this large expanse of sand, which is so invisible that people don't know how to be polite.

Bush must have seen Wumeng's movements, and moved his head slightly, as if nodding his head in greeting. Wumeng didn't dare to look closely, and quickly lowered his head again.

"But it's been found out...is he really in the military camp?" His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was still asking about the matter just now, and when he spoke, his expression changed a lot, sometimes excited, sometimes violent, and sometimes uneasy.

He never thought that the sixth child would actually have the courage to run to Baishuang City.

When he first heard about it, he thought it was pure nonsense.

The prince left the capital without an edict, which is a clear disobedience to the holy will. If the father gets angry, it would be easy to cut off his head, and he might have to punish the prince's mother. Who is impatient to find this for himself? trouble?How courageous is this?
Anyway, the prince thought to himself that he didn't have the guts. Even though he was known for his bold actions, he never thought of disobeying the holy will.

This is not within the scope of his consideration at all.

But he never expected that his sixth younger brother, who is the most obedient and sensible, the most discerning right from wrong, the most gentle and courteous, would have the courage to go against the holy will.

And at the moment when he knew that the sixth prince was probably hiding in Baishuang City, His Royal Highness was actually very, very unconvinced.

He is the crown prince of the Kingdom of Jin who is the most daring and reckless among the princes. He is not happy... No, it is because he does not allow anyone to be more daring and arrogant than him.

Isn't that just stealing his limelight?This also makes him, the prince No.1, how will he hang out in the imperial city in the future?His reputation...well, let's not talk about reputation... In short, he was very angry and unhappy, feeling that he had been taken advantage of inexplicably.

Therefore, when Wumeng quietly presented the gun barrel of the fireball gun and told him that he had found a mark that was suspected to be unique to the Hezhe family in the barrel, the prince hoped that it belonged to the sixth son, and hoped that it was A strange mood of misunderstanding, ordered people to investigate further.

Today, the conjecture has been confirmed, but the prince's thoughts are still divided into two extremes:
On the one hand, he was very happy to see the heads of his six younger brothers—including the Hezhe family—fall to the ground. That scene must have been extremely pleasing to the eye; on the other hand, he was worried that this matter might be recorded in history .

Although he doesn't like reading very much, the prince also knows that such perverted princes and relatives will definitely leave a mark in the history books.

This made him very depressed.

The No. 1 prince left in history is not him, but a mere sixth prince, how can this be tolerated?

"Ah, I forgot." The prince suddenly called out, as if remembering something happy, a smile gradually appeared on his face: "I can edit history."

He nodded joyfully, as if deeply proud of such a remarkable discovery.Wumeng next to him was covered in white sweat from fright on the spot, and said with a trembling voice:
"Your Highness, only His Majesty can compile history!"

You haven't ascended the throne yet, okay?Please wake up, this is not the prince's mansion, not even in the imperial capital, this is outside!outside!There are so many people with mixed eyes and too many tongues, Your Highness begs you to be careful in your words, be careful in your words!
(End of this chapter)