His Royal Highness, he is plotting against me

Chapter 264 The King of England is Back

on the streets of Beijing,
Such vaguely proud and proudly emotional remarks can be seen and heard everywhere.

Those envoys who arrived in Shangjing first were also shocked by all the things along the way since entering Dajing.

They knew that Dajing had always been richer than them, but they didn't expect him to be so rich...

Eyeballs flicked around, wondering if they could take advantage of this Wanshou Festival to make some money and return home.

Anyway, Dajing was very rich.

His Majesty the Emperor: I'm afraid you're thinking of farting!
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"drive!"

"His Royal Highness returns to court, idlers wait to avoid!"

"His Royal Highness returns to court, idlers wait to avoid!"

Several loud voices came from not far outside the city gate.

At the gate of the city, people who lined up to enter the city stepped aside one after another and craned their necks to look.

The sound of violently turbulent horseshoes seemed to shake the world.

The leader was wearing a pitch-black mask that covered half of his face, but he did not conceal his evil spirit.

It was killed in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, so people dare not look directly at it.

When the wind and sand brought up by the horseshoes settled, the people at the gate of the city had a sudden feeling.

"His Royal Highness? I haven't heard of it. Which Highness is this?"

"Ham! Who else is it, the one who was dispatched by His Majesty to the north of Youzhou at the age of 15!"

"Oh~ you're talking about the second prince!"

"How many years has it been? The Second Prince hasn't come back for more than ten years, right?"

"Who says it's not! It's been 16 years, that is, the Tian family, who among us ordinary people is willing to send their son into exile so far, and won't let him come back for more than ten years..."

The second prince who has been away from Beijing for 16 years, also known as His Royal Highness, is back.

All of a sudden, the enthusiasm of the people due to the arrival of envoys from various countries in recent days has attracted them back to Dajing's own people.

After a quarter of an hour,
Royal Palace.

Royal study.

When the King of England came back, he entered the palace immediately.

"My son pays homage to my father, my father, long live, long live, long live!"

Seeing the heroic and powerful second son kneeling in front of him, His Majesty the Emperor was filled with emotion.

He went down himself and helped his second son up:

"It's good to be back, these years, I have wronged you."

It has been more than ten years, and when he left that year, he was still a childish young man, and he swore a military order to him, and within five years, he would take down the military power held by the Xuanyuan family in Youzhou for generations.

But this time, it will be 16 years...

He has made great military exploits, he was born and died, but he was even crowned king later than his younger brothers in Anle Township, Shangjing.

"It's me, I'm sorry, Xuan'er."

His Majesty the Emperor held his son's hand, weeping.

Even if this son is far away in the sky, he can still forget about it. Once he stands in front of him, the long-lost fatherly heart will emerge.

King of England, former Second Prince.

He looked at his father's temperament, but there was no fluctuation in his eyes.

"Father is serious, this is what son-in-law should do."

As a descendant of the Xuanyuan family, it was the most correct choice for him to quell the turmoil in the Xuanyuan family.

Back then, his father sent him to Youzhou on the grounds that he had made a mistake, and after going through all kinds of hardships, he finally gained a firm foothold in Youzhou.

Later, he gradually gained the trust of the Xuanyuan family, and it took five years to finally take the military power of the Xuanyuan family into his own.

It was three years later than the military order he made with his father.

Therefore, he rejected his father's intention to be crowned king after he reached the crown, but he had to wait for himself to make unworldly achievements on the battlefield before he was eligible to receive the title given to him by his father.

Ying, heroic, extraordinary, hero, outstanding and outstanding person.

Knowing that King Ying returned to the palace, even the crown prince didn't bother him in the imperial study, in order to give his father and second younger brother more opportunities to talk.

The emperor took off the dark mask on the king's face with his own hands, his hands trembling slightly.

There is a long scar between his eyebrows, extending from the right side to the back of the ear on the other side, which is very frightening.

The King of England was not used to taking off his mask, so he frowned slightly.

But this is his own father after all, he insisted on seeing it, but he couldn't stop it.

Eunuch Lu swears that he has never seen His Majesty cry so sadly in his life, except for being misunderstood by the empress.

"Xuan'er, you have suffered..."

The King of England frowned even more.

He tried his best not to slap the old hand that was stroking his face.

"Father is the king of a country, you must always pay attention to your manners."

How decent is it to cry like a woman!

He didn't say the second half of the sentence, but his eyes have fully expressed the meaning.

His Majesty the Emperor, who was feeling sorry for his son, stagnated.

who am I?
where am I?
what am i doing?
The emperor sniffed quickly, withdrew his hand, turned around and wiped his face twice indiscriminately.

Then he turned around again, smiling uglier than crying.

"Okay, you are worthy of being my son, you are so heroic!"

"Your concubine mother is waiting for you in the palace, go and see her!"

He was talking about the noble concubine Cui Shi who raised him since childhood.

The King of England was very pleased to see that his father had finally regained the sanity of a king of a country.

"Yes, I'm going to visit my mother and concubine right now."

now it's right.

What he hated the most in the barracks were those white, tender, skinny new recruits who couldn't bear a bit of hardship and cried and cried every day, which annoyed him.

Later, he hung those white and tender recruit eggs outside in the sun for a few days, and all of them peeled off a layer of skin. Afterwards, no matter how hard or tired they were, they stopped crying.

He didn't expect that after so many years of not seeing each other, his father would become so easy to cry.

The king of England left the imperial study room and put back the mask on his face.

Upon closer inspection, the face under the mask was always frowning tightly.

Seeing that the King of England walked cleanly and neatly without dragging his feet, His Majesty the Emperor felt suffocated and suffocated.

"Xiao Luzi, he, he, he, he just disliked me, right?"

Eunuch Lu: How should I put it, Your Majesty is quite old, and it is really ugly when he cries, even he despises it.

But, sometimes white lies are necessary.

"What did His Majesty say? His Royal Highness also loves you, unlike you who are too sad, so he left quickly."

"Really?" But why did His Majesty feel that he was faintly despised.

What Eunuch Lu said was categorical: "Yes!"

Must be, must be!

He also said with emotion: "His Royal Highness has been straightforward since he was a child, and he has not changed for so many years."

Yes.

Qin Xuan has been straightforward since he was a child.

Every time after being mischievous, he is the first to admit punishment.

But after being punished, you should still continue to make trouble. In his words, "The son should be punished for doing something wrong, but it cannot be denied that doing this will make the son happy."

So he was happy while being beaten.

If ever he was in a bad mood and didn't want to beat him, he himself wasn't happy.

Qin Xuan has his own principles in his conduct, which even his father, who is the king of a country, cannot break.

That's why he was relieved to release him to Youzhou.

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(End of this chapter)