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Chapter 799 Mrs. Ma Who Wants to Protect Her Son ([-])

(twenty)
Unlike him, at least he has self-knowledge.

At this moment, Xindi was extremely arrogant.

Gritting his teeth, the great prince watched the new emperor leave, his back was like a peacock that had successfully courted a mate, arrogant and complacent, and also cheap.

He has provoked someone, the person is sitting at home, and the injury comes from the sky.

His conspiracy plan was killed in the cradle by such a simple and rude plan before it had time to put it into practice.

The new emperor's heart has gone to the sidelines, and Ma Wencai is open and closed, and the left sentence is good-looking, and there is a clever mind...

Show love and die fast.

The great prince muttered indignantly, and he didn't know whether he was lamenting the decline of the world or paying homage to his grand plan that died before he could even take a step.

Asking himself, he felt that he was still doing it quite covertly, but why did the news reach the third brother's ears, and even his plan was clearly known.

Could it be that he made another slip of the tongue after drinking and yelled everywhere?

woo woo woo...

He doesn't want to be a rich and idle prince who eats and waits to die. He wants to carry the banner of the Sima family and lead the Sima family to the peak and be honored for a hundred years.

However, neither the father nor the first emperor gave this opportunity, so who do you look down on?Why can Ma Wen be the generalissimo of the world's soldiers and horses, but he can't?
Just like Ma Wencai's thin, weak, white-faced scholar, commanding thousands of troops?Go into battle and kill the enemy?Are you sure it's not sending someone's head from thousands of miles away?

The great prince deeply felt that he had been insulted.

No, I can't think about Ma Wencai, the more I think about it, the more painful it will be.

Hmph, I really didn't see that the third brother is still so protective of the calf.

I don't know if there will be a male queen in the world of Sima's family one day. The national teacher will never allow his favorite son to be a child...

Sitting casually on the ground, the Great Prince, who was breathing in pain from time to time, still couldn't control his divergent thoughts. The more he thought about it, the more he thought about it, even thinking about the succession of the throne.

It is impossible for the third brother and Ma Wencai to have a child, so he doesn't mind working hard to adopt his own child, and his biological son succeeds him, rounding it up, it is equivalent to reaching the pinnacle of his life.

Just now, the great prince who was dejected and lamented that he died before he was able to become a teacher, is now once again full of fighting spirit and devoted himself to the birth of his eldest son.

"Princess, princess..."

The grand prince's slightly exaggerated shout resounded throughout the Grand Prince's mansion.

As for the iron ore, he will not struggle anymore. Since the third brother has put down all his words, he will naturally send someone to take over the iron ore.

Besides, the small iron mine is nothing compared to the future Supreme Emperor, so why should he pick up the sesame seeds and lose the watermelon.

I have to say that the great prince is as simple-minded as ever, cheerful as a comedian.

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The new emperor, who returned to the palace with a bruised nose and a swollen face, frightened everyone. Could it be that Master Guoshi has returned to Beijing?
This is the idea that everyone agrees on.

After all, in this world, only Master Guo Shi has the courage and power.

Concubines: Is this coaxing or not?
All the officials: If it was the national teacher who fought, it would be considered to be in compliance with the rules, but can the national teacher not just greet you in the face next time?
After all, the emperor is also a symbol of the face of the country. With bruised noses and swollen faces, they couldn't help but laugh out loud when they watched them go to the court in a serious manner.

Since it was the national teacher who beat them up, they should quietly stop playing and make fun of themselves.

Silently waiting for the caring Xindi: ...

Is he invisible or transparent?
Especially these concubines in the harem, they all seem to be blind and deaf, and they automatically avoid him.

It's fine if the power is not his, even beauties shy away from him, unless it is time to persuade him.

Who would have thought that the majestic emperor of a country is still a pure young boy, and his concubines were all pointed out to him by his father when he was in power. These beauties who are as beautiful as flowers and jade are not so much his concubines. Rather, his ancestors.

You can't beat them, scold them, or touch them.

Obviously, when the father was here, he could hug the left and right of the Sangong and Sixth Courtyard. Why did all the beauties become masters of advice when he came here, and each of them did not eat the fireworks of the world, let alone compete for favor.

The beauties are united, and the harem is naturally harmonious.

Even the maids who tried to climb into the bed were basically invisible, and they all waited for the age to get the reward and get out of the palace to marry, begging for consideration.

It seems that he has to choose a queen.

The queen, his justifiable wife, can always play harmoniously with him, let's be a normal couple...

The wish of the new emperor is already so humble and insignificant.

But who should we choose?
After the election, the emperor, adhering to the principle of being obedient and obedient and living a long life, sent a letter to Shengge in a special way.

At this time, Shengge found Wang Jiulang's tomb according to the location in his memory...

The location remains the same, but the situation is quite different.

She vaguely remembered that in Zhao Shicheng's world, it was Wang Jiulang who brought her amnesia to meet at the grave in the middle of the night.

At that time, Wang Jiulang said that it was the place where he stayed the longest.

She did not doubt the authenticity of this sentence. It is an amazing thing for a person who is dying to come back from the dead and walk in this world again.

This is the tomb in front of me, which is very different from the desolate and gloomy barren mountains and mountains in my memory.

Well, who let the Wang family at this time still hold the real power.

There are dedicated mausoleum guards and even guards who take turns patrolling. The lights are brightly lit. It doesn't look like a mausoleum at all, but more like a magnificent palace with carved beams and painted buildings.

The corners of Shengge's mouth twitched slightly. The geomantic omen of this mausoleum is excellent, but isn't it too lively?
Shengge avoided the crowd, followed the path in his memory and entered Wang Jiulang's tomb without any risk. Everything in front of him was still priceless.

Looking at the exquisite and luxurious but heavy coffin, Shengge got into a tangle. Is it really okay for her to open it now?

But what if Wang Jiulang's chance is ruined?

It has to be admitted that Shengge hesitated and entangled a little closer to the nostalgia.

She came here because she wanted to find Wang Jiulang. The most important thing was that she wanted to help Wang Jiulang as much as possible.

zombie...

Even the zombie kings of the past dynasties did not end well.

As strong as the emperor's daughter Hanba, wasn't she also decapitated in the end, and was destroyed by the emperor's Yinglong?

Although Jiulang is neither a human nor a zombie, but more like an existence that jumped out of the bounds condensed by the Dao of Heaven, Shengge still has some hidden worries.

In Zhao Shicheng's world, everything is a foregone conclusion, and she has no power to change anything, but now that everything is still in the process of being conceived, she can and has the ability to make Wang Jiulang's journey smoother.

It was regarded as repaying Wang Jiulang's kindness for the companionship of the two generations.

There are certain things that cannot be said, not to be said for a while, and not to be said for a lifetime.

(End of this chapter)