Magic Punk

Qian Ye looked at Xuanyi, then raised his hand and slapped himself hard on the face.

His force was even harder than what Xuanyi had just hit. As soon as he hit him, his face became thickly swollen.

Then he didn't stop. For the second and third blows, Qian Ye opened his bow from left to right and hit his face like a pig's head. But the man who was nearly forty years old kept looking at Xuanyi and the Crown Prince in front of him.

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

After all, His Highness the Crown Prince was here in person. Even though they didn't know the young man with a beautiful face after taking off his veil, even Qian Mu had already knelt down in front of him, so there was no reason for him not to kneel down.

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

Anyone who can reach this point in the money industry is a person who can bend, stretch, and know how to advance and retreat to the extreme.

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

The young man said softly.

Qian Ye shook his head: I don't dare.

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

There was silence.

So the young man's voice filled the whole place and entered everyone's ears.

Come in. Xuanyi said.

Then Hyacinth pulled the second carriage slowly, drove through the gate, and finally stopped next to the first carriage. The young man with short silver-gray hair stood there without saying a word.

You are very strange, aren't you? Xuan Yi said quietly: I sent my concubine back to her natal home for a visit, but in the end, only two bloody carriages came here, one carrying the concubine herself, and the other carrying There is a dead man pulling a carriage, but where is the horse?

The young man's cold words continued to echo throughout the courtyard. The sun was shining, birds were flying, and the courtyard was full of greenery, but no one dared to make a second sound.

It's weird, right? I feel weird too. Xuanyi continued: When they set off from my palace, there were twelve carriages, thirty-six horses, twenty-four guards, and twelve A maidservant, and more gold, jewelry, shells, and rare antiques, but why are there only two carriages left here?

Can any of you tell me why this is?

Xuan Yi walked up to Qian Ye and looked at the other person's face that had slowly returned to its original shape - after all, he was a strong man in the Dongxuan Realm, and this skin injury was really a minor injury that healed in the blink of an eye - staring at him Those green eyes: Can you tell me?

Pressed by Xuanyi, Qian Yecai whispered: We have been preparing since the day the news of the prince arrived. My father took us here to welcome niece Qian early this morning. We knew nothing about it.

Xuanyi raised his hand and slapped Qian Ye directly to the ground. He was in the Perfection of Objects, and the Zhizhi state was the Qixi Zizhen Zhizhi that enhanced his own quality, so the strength of his hand was much greater than that of the ordinary Dongxuan state. When he tried his best, Qian Ye didn't dare to use his power to resist, so he was slapped to the ground by the young man.

Qian Ye fell to the ground and remained motionless. He did not dare to get up unless His Highness the Crown Prince asked him to get up.

Even if everyone looks down on the prince on weekdays, he is the son of the emperor after all. The man closest to the throne of the Emperor of Os in the world. Unless the Qian family is prepared to be annihilated by the entire family, they can only choose to Here we are doing nothing.

Or to put it another way.

If the prince slaps you on the left cheek, you have to give the prince a slap on the right cheek.

Shit. Xuanyi said softly.

Can you hear the shit I said?

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

I saw the little emperor of an empire being promoted to the throne by powerful ministers.

The power of the powerful minister was so great that the entire palace was under that powerful minister. The little emperor was so frightened that he could not sleep peacefully all night long. All government orders had to be read by that powerful minister before they could be implemented.

He was unhappy.

Just like me who is very unhappy now.

He looked around and found that there was no one close to him, so he lit up the eunuchs and maids in the palace. He wore a sword and armor, hoping to kill the powerful minister and regain his power.

Do you know the ending? Xuan Yi asked around, but 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 one end of the capital to the other. His sword was stained with blood and his clothes were scattered.

No one dares to deal with it.

It wasn't until we were approaching the palace of the powerful minister that someone said something.

That person said that you should take care of a man for a thousand days, so now is the time.

So a small servant of the powerful official took a spear and stabbed the young emperor from the chariot and killed him.

Look, it's that simple to kill an emperor, and it's not that difficult to kill a prince.

Today I sent my concubine back to her parents' home for a visit, but you all dared to send people to intercept her. So now that I'm here myself, I want to ask you something, Mr. Minister.

Where is your dead soldier who has raised his soldiers for a thousand days?

Where is his spear? How can he stab me down?

Who can tell me.

Qian Mu felt cold and trembling all over.

He did not expect that His Highness the Crown Prince could really do such an outrageous thing.

Yes, His Highness the Crown Prince today is just like the little emperor in the story he told. There is no one around him that he can use. There is no one he can use.

Everyone was waiting to see the prince's joke and watch him finally return the prince's seal in despair and send 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 whose recklessness led to his death.

If His Highness the Crown Prince's matter is not handled well today, then the Crown Prince will lose all face and be devastated.

But if His Highness the Crown Prince really kills the powerful ministers as the little emperor thought, then he will be the emperor who eliminates Obai and leads his empire to rejuvenation.

It's all about results.

From this point of view, Qian Mu originally thought that His Highness the Crown Prince's rash move to send Qian Ying back to visit his parents was just a reckless and absurd act of a young man who did not know the rules of the game at all, so Qian Mu did not mind teaching His Highness the Crown Prince a lesson.

But I didn't expect that this itself was a trap for His Royal Highness.

He is just waiting for him to exert his strength and then send the power of disaster into his hands.

But now, the prince has come to ask for this authority, what should he do?

Qian Mu is far from being the powerful minister who holds all the power in the government. Not even Prime Minister Osborne can do this.

But His Highness the Crown Prince is doing what the little emperor did.

Qian Mu grabbed the ground with his head: The veteran is loyal to the emperor and the empire, and the sun and the moon can teach him.

(The protagonist of this story is Cao Mao, the last emperor of Cao Wei in the Three Kingdoms, who is also the protagonist of Sima Zhao’s heart that everyone knows.

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

Where is Mr. Gaogui now? )