I really became a prince

Swinging whips and galloping all the way, Jiang Zhongshan's hundreds of retinues followed closely behind. The sound of rumbling horseshoes resounded through the official road, and many merchants and pedestrians who came and went hurriedly stepped aside.

"Who is this? Why are you so domineering?" Someone said angrily, patting the dust off his body.

The people next to him glanced at him, and said unwillingly, "Why are you so domineering? This is an official road, and it is very spacious. You can ride a horse and run wild."

"That's right, otherwise how can we convey the military information." A person next to him echoed.

At first, the man was a little dazed, feeling that he seemed to have provoked the anger of the public. He was a businessman out of town, but he didn't dare to offend these local households.

He couldn't help laughing and said: "Yes, yes, I'm speaking out loud, I don't know who that person is?"

"Haha..." Another peddler who was on his way came over, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "It's normal for you outsiders not to know, but listen up, this is our Prince Yi from Dali!"

"Yijun King? But that Yijun King who became famous in the Longmen competition and then dominated the sects outside the world at the Famen Conference?"

"What do you think, the Dali Dynasty and even the entire Manghuang Continent, there are still several Yi County Kings!" A sweaty porter replied while walking.

Dang first complained that the man cupped his hands, while apologizing to the surroundings again and again: "It's very, very, it's unrestrained, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, if you forgive me..."

"Haha, it's good to know." The person next to him wiped the sand splashed on his face by Jiang Yi and his party with a towel, and said with a smile: "If someone else dares to do such a big thing, I can't say it, but I have to curse behind my back, but This County King Yi...hehe, it's okay, it's okay!"

The people passing by all gave out good-natured laughs, and that person also smiled on the surface, excited and somewhat expectant in his heart, secretly said: "My master's prestige is higher than expected, it seems that my choice is indeed right. !"

Let's talk about the bullfighting army camp, the atmosphere at this time is a bit weird.

In front of the gate of the camp, there were dozens of generals in battle armor, and behind them were more than a thousand sergeants in an orderly formation.

At a distance of [-] meters from the left of the camp gate, there is a courtyard covering an area of ​​several acres. Two groups of people stand there clearly, with different expressions.

This courtyard was originally a temporary supply station for the bullfighting army camp. Because the military camp is an important place, the usual supplies cannot go directly to the camp, so they can only be transferred here.

After the Dharma Gate Conference, it was freed up to accommodate those martial artists whose martial bases had been abolished.After all, it is far away from the hustle and bustle of the crowd in the imperial capital, so it can avoid many discussions.

"Hehe, why are you sticking around here? He's just using you to gain fame." A well-dressed young man stood there and said something.

On the opposite side, there are dozens of pale-faced people, they are the warriors whose martial foundation was abolished at the Famen Conference.

Hearing this, the dozens of warriors didn't make a sound, they just stood there quietly, but the bitterness on their faces became a little bit heavier, and it also made the already pale complexion turn paler.

Jiang Shihuai tried his best to maintain a friendly smile on his face, and tried his best to suppress the violence in his heart. He was a dignified prince and son, and the people on the opposite side still didn't express anything after being humbled for so long.

"Coax you over here first, and then we'll make it up!" With his mind made up, Jiang Shihuai continued to say kindly:

"I am the son of Prince Zhong's mansion. I am grateful to you for your steadfastness at the Famen Conference, and I want to help you no matter how I can deceive you."

When he said the words, son of Prince Zhong's Mansion, a faint smugness flashed in his eyes.

Whether or not it’s a blessing, luck can’t stop it. At the beginning of the Longmen War, Prince Zhong’s Mansion became the embarrassment of the emperor’s grandmother, and even the father was deprived of the post of governor of the "Kuiziying".

At that time, Prince Zhong's Mansion really had a downgraded family, living in fear, fearing that the usual enemies would take the opportunity to retaliate, but luckily nothing happened.

Although their palace has fallen, it has been calm.

A few days ago, after the Famen Conference ended, the father and son, who had been neglected for two years, were summoned by the queen again. They had a long talk, which meant that they would be reactivated. How could they not be excited.

What made him most proud was that the emperor's grandmother personally put pressure on his father on the spot, insisting that he become the heir of the palace.After some hesitation, the father agreed.

With a decree, he also officially became the son of Prince Zhong.

And the first thing he did when he became the crown prince was to drive the eldest brother who had been in seclusion from the secret room and directly into the cold courtyard.

A former disabled person who can't practice martial arts, relying on the pity of the emperor's grandmother and father, has been a son for so many years, and he has enjoyed everything he should enjoy. What qualifications do he have to enjoy so many resources!

Today is the first task entrusted to him by the emperor's grandmother after her appointment as her son, so it must be completed!

"What are you waiting for? How can the Plastic Pulse Pill be so easy to get?"

"Even if you get one or two once in a while, it's definitely not your turn!" Jiang Shihuai was already extremely impatient. This was the third time he came here. grandmother's request

"Presumably you already know that just yesterday, King Yi Jun personally sent a pill of plastic pulse to King Su's son Jiang Hai." Jiang Shihuai smiled and continued:

"This is probably the only one he has offered as a reward in the past few days. Even if there are one or two more, it will definitely not be your turn!"

"Don't forget, Jiang Shang, Jiang Chuan and other royal children, even Jiang Xuehen, are far more valuable than you, why should I give it to you?" Jiang Shihuai didn't say a word, and the faces of dozens of warriors on the opposite side turned pale. one cent.

Many of the dozens of battle armor generals watching from afar were frowning, and one of them asked the three leaders: "We just watched like this. If he really wants to be agitated by him, how can we explain to the prince?"

The leader of them, with a long beard reaching his neck, was gentle and refined, and said with a smile: "No hurry, if he succeeds in instigating it, it won't be too late for us to make a move."

"That's right, no matter what, he can't let him take away one person today!" said the second middle-aged general headed by him. He didn't look good, but his eyes were shining with wisdom.

"How to stop it?" The last burly man with a half beard and bushy eyebrows said in a naive voice.

"How else can I stop it? Naturally beat them all to the ground!" The unattractive man answered.

"Okay, I like it!" The burly man licked his lips, as if looking forward to it.

"What do Commander Lin think?" the gentle and elegant man with long beard turned his head to the side and asked what he thought was a golden armored veteran.

"Yes!" The golden-armored veteran didn't talk much, calm and restrained. At his signal, more than a thousand soldiers behind him put their hands on the shoulder knife.

Jiang Shihuai didn't notice this, but a general behind him swallowed subconsciously, looked at the hundreds of guards behind him, and smiled wryly to himself.

When he first came to ask for it, he suggested that the prince should bring more people, and it would be better for the empress to send her confidantes to sit in the town, but he was rejected. It seemed that the bullfighting army was determined not to make a move, after all, they took them away in full view a few days ago. two people.

"Alas..." Sighing lightly, the general suppressed his dissatisfaction.

The bullfighting iron cavalry is rampant on the nine sides, which is not comparable to the flamboyant soldiers of the Zhongwang Mansion, and he always feels that the new crown prince in front of him is taking it for granted.

If a conflict really broke out, the hundreds of personal guards of my own might not be able to stop even the other 100 people.