The princess is above: the power minister's palm favor

Li Mohan shook his head and dropped his last son.

"Uncle Huang, since you can't go this way, why do you have to make fearless sacrifices?"

"If I were you, I would let go."

He looked at the plate full of white stones, and the corner of his mouth raised a hint of complacency.

The old emperor squinted his eyes, and said in a mocking tone, "It seems that you really pretended to be like this before."

He really thought that he was persuaded by Li Huang that he wanted to stand with the royal family.

But never thought that those were just their delusions.

Li Huanghan didn't take his taunting seriously: "Uncle Huang, I have no choice but to, and you also know that once some things are done, there is no turning back."

Moreover, if he enters, he can still earn a place for himself.

On the contrary, he might be liquidated by the royal family and die without a whole body.

His left and right hands were also covered with blood, and he didn't mind getting more blood.

After thinking about this, he no longer has any scruples in acting.

The old emperor snorted: "The spies and hidden stakes buried in the capital have almost been pulled out by the prince, what else do you want?"

Li Mohan glanced at him strangely: "The Turks that Prince Mo has brought down need to be managed by officials sent by the imperial court. Isn't the emperor afraid of those who have nephews among them?"

The old emperor sneered: "If you have the ability, feel free to do it. It's just that I want to remind you that after the incident fails, don't blame me for not thinking about blood and family."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and summoned the forbidden army, and ordered him to be sent back to the palace.

It is said to be sent back, but in fact it is taken back.

Inside and outside the entire palace, there are all the old emperor's people.

Without the old emperor's order, Li Mohan can't go anywhere.

At night, a figure came over the wall with a jug of wine in his hand.

Li Mohan seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and when he saw him coming, he frowned: "The food and drinks are cold, and you came too late."

The person who came came sat down at the table and said: "Who is like you, an idle prince, who eats and drinks all day long, and I have to be on duty every day."

Li Mohan sneered: "As far as your idle job in the Imperial Academy is concerned, what work can you do?"

This person is none other than Qin Rui, the second place in the new division this year.

Before Li Huang left Beijing, he specifically told the old emperor not to assign him any official position with real power, so the old emperor let him enter the Imperial Academy to compile books.

Originally, Li Mohan didn't know that he was the person behind the scenes, but Qin Rui needed his help, so he took the initiative to confess his identity.

"You don't have to taunt me, the surrounding countries will take action soon, and the border gates will be too busy to take care of themselves. Do you think that the crown prince can really hold the capital?"

Li Mohan was startled, the wine that was just delivered to his mouth almost choked his throat.

He widened his eyes: "You want to seize the imperial city?"

Qin Rui smiled without saying a word, but the murderous look in his eyes was not concealed.

He has been waiting for this day for so long.

at the same time.

The Baili people who escaped from the Sanzhou underground palace originally wanted to detonate the explosives and destroy the entire Sanzhou.

But the gunpowder that had been hidden in advance failed to ignite for some reason.

Then, the people responsible for lighting the fire were all arrested.

The generals of Sanzhou looked at the Baili people who had been captured again, with a mocking arc on the corner of their mouths, brandishing their horsewhips, and shouting in full spirit.

"Let's take care of this general, and we can't let them run away. The prince said, how did they dig out such a big underground palace, let's fill it in for us."

"If you can't fill it all in, then the Baili people will have to serve Dayuan as our slaves for generations!"

After the words fell, a whip was drawn.

None of those Baili people ran away, and they were all beaten to pieces.

If it was said that Da Yuan was more polite to them before, then this time, he really didn't treat them as human beings at all.

The fight ahead is in full swing, and as the rear, the people will also start planting the next season's grain.

However, the climate at the border is relatively dry, and grain can only be grown for one season, and the output is not high.

Li Huang just wanted to see if he could grow something else.

Today, she was leading people to patrol the field, when there was a commotion over there.

Yang Liu stretched his neck over there, and asked for instructions: "Your Highness, why don't I go over and have a look?"

Li Huang nodded, and said: "Be careful, don't get into conflict with others."

Yang Liu responded and trotted away.

Holding an umbrella, Ling Yuan pointed to the shade of a tree nearby: "Your Highness, let's go over there to cool off for a while."

Li Huang nodded.

After a while, Yang Liu came back.

"Your Highness, those villagers seem to be saying that the seeds they bought back last time are ripe, and they can't grow food at all. It's been two months since they were planted, and not even a single weed has emerged from the field, and they are clamoring to go. Let’s settle accounts with the person who sold the seeds.”

Li Huang's heart skipped a beat when he heard the words: "What did you say? Are the seeds ripe?"

Yang Liu nodded, and spread his palms towards her: "I even brought some here specially, take a look."

In fact, Li Huang can't tell whether the seeds are good or bad, but Fan Xiaoling can.

She took the seeds and chewed them in her mouth: "Your Highness, these seeds are indeed cooked."

When Li Huang heard this, she couldn't sit still.

"Lingyuan, go and find out if this village bought the ripe seeds, or if the whole Jade City has such seeds."

Ling Yuan responded, turned around, tapped her foot, and flew over.

At this time, a couple was fighting in the nearby field.

The woman was so strong that she pushed the man into the ground, and roared: "I will be unlucky for eight lifetimes if I marry you. People say that marrying a man, marrying a man, dressing and eating, and marrying you will not only give birth to children, You have to take care of your own food, what do you think you are good for?"

The man was not happy when he heard this, and replied: "Aren't you women just used to have children? You are not happy, you have the ability to stay in your mother's house for the rest of your life."

The woman was so angry that she bent down and picked up a handful of dirt, and threw it directly at the man's face.

"Bah! A man loves you when you give birth to a child. What about you? If my mother doesn't go to the field for a day, the whole family will have to drink the northwest wind. It's hard to drag you back to the field. You are doing my mother a disservice. My wife will marry you , might as well marry a pig!"

As she said that, she slammed hard, and knocked the man back who had finally got up.

The man spat out the dirt in his mouth, and cursed: "Don't make it seem like you planted the whole family's land, I don't plow the land, can you do it?"

The woman became even angrier when she heard that, and she wanted to bury the man as she pawed the soil in the field.

"You motherfucker, what else can you do besides plowing the field. There is no water in the field, and you won't move if you are asked to fetch some water. If you work for half an hour, you can't wait for two hours."

"Why did I marry such a lazy man as you!"

The man couldn't stand it anymore, he got up and ran away, and the woman chased after him with a long-handled water ladle.

This scene stunned the few people under the shade.