Dajing Sun and Moon

Chapter 149 New and Old Alternate!
The sage ordered: The crown prince Xia Houchun was abolished as the "supervisor of the country", and he still lives in the East Palace.

Jinwang Palace, deep in the pavilions and pavilions, in a study in a warm pavilion.

The old man in brocade clothes held the decree in his hand and burst into tears, his face furrowed like the roots of a horned dragon tree. He said to himself, "Could it be that the Xiahou clan is really going to perish at the hands of our generation?"

The door was knocked lightly, and there was a soft beep, but the old man ignored it.

Then, a middle-aged man with a large forehead pushed the door open and entered, leaned over and kowtowed at the old man, knocked his head a few times, and then raised his eyes to take a look.

After pondering for a while, he said in a low voice: "The prince is unscrupulous, I'm afraid he won't be able to bear the burden."

The old man was dazed, his cloudy eyes seemed to return to his senses, he turned his head slowly, leaned over to stare at the middle-aged man in front of him, and said hoarsely, "Children, what do you think the fourth child has been thinking all these years?"

After the middle-aged man was silent for a while, he said in a majestic voice, "Your Majesty must have hidden the ambition to swallow the sky, but I don't know what plans he has made."

The old man nodded slightly, his eyes seemed to be clear, and said softly: "If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight."

A look of joy flashed across the eyes of the middle-aged man, and he immediately bowed down and said in a deep voice, "No!"

Immediately after a question and answer visit, the old man seemed to be tired, and the middle-aged man immediately withdrew respectfully.

After he left, the eyes of the old man gradually turned dark, and the sound of footsteps walked away, he just murmured softly: "The century-old country will be destroyed once, once it will be destroyed."

The middle-aged man outside the house paused, his face restrained respectfully, and he waved his sleeves expressionlessly.

After the surrounding pavilions and verandahs fluctuated for a while, dozens of black shadows prostrated themselves on the ground, bowing silently.

The middle-aged man kept his eyes fixed, walked forward indifferently, and said lightly: "The old prince is fine, let's go away."

The black shadows froze, some remained silent, some remained respectful, some looked sideways into the room, and some slowly straightened up, staring at the middle-aged man with a large forehead.

The candlelight in the house was flickering, illuminating the rickety figure in a wobbly, precarious situation.

The old man remained silent, and there seemed to be murmurs coming out, vague and muddled.

The black shadows looked at each other silently, and bowed for a while, thus establishing the ritual of master and servant.

The middle-aged man with a broad forehead relaxed his brows, seeming to be in high spirits.

Having been the son of the eldest son for more than [-] years, he finally 'ascended the throne' today.

The middle-aged man muttered to himself: "In the spring and autumn of the [-]th year, I walked on thin ice, only looking at the palace to know my fate. The spring breeze is full of pride, and the beautiful face is not hesitant to say goodbye."

After singing, he stretched his sleeves and robes, blowing wind, and the Jin Palace seemed to have realized something, and they all bent down and knelt down, with pious and respectful expressions on their faces.

On this day, the Jin Palace completely completed the alternation of the old and the new without making a sound.

From then on, the old prince Xia Houxu lived in seclusion behind the scenes, and the '20-year-old son' Xia Hourong inherited the throne of King Jin and became the veritable Lord of Jinzhou.

After ten months, report to Taikang.

Wanning Palace silently agrees.

In Wei Maoyi's room, the woman squatted on the ground in pain.

Xia Houchun pursed his lips, and after a moment of silence, he said in a shy voice, "My condolences have changed. Although Lingtang is gone, his love for your father has not disappeared."

He said silently: "Instead of crying bitterly, it is better to join Master Wei as soon as possible."

Wei Maoyi raised his head, with tears in his eyes, but his tone was cold and sharp: "According to His Highness, since the little girl's mother is gone, instead of being sad and unable to hold back, why not calm down and continue to serve the prince faithfully?"

Xia Houchun sighed secretly, it was his fault for this matter, it was only right for others to hate him, and he was about to open the door immediately.

"Someone arranged for me to stop you from going north!"

A cold voice sounded.

Xia Houchun paused, turned his head to look, and saw Wei Maoyi looking away expressionlessly, as if the words just now did not come from her.

He nodded lightly and said, "I see, you should rest well."

Wei Maoyi remained silent.

She hated secretly in her heart, hated herself for being soft-hearted just now, hated Wei Boyu's stupid loyalty, and even more hated the injustice of fate.

But what can she do, she was just a boudoir lady with no power to restrain her. If it weren't for the great changes in her family, she might still be leaning against the window at this moment, looking at the mirror and combing her hair.

But all of this was ruined by a single sentence from the high and mighty Crown Prince.

"If a broken mirror cannot be reunited, how can the dead be resurrected?"

The woman in the room hugged her knees in pain, she didn't hear the sound of crying, but she saw her shoulders trembling and her clothes were wet.

Back in the room, Murong Yan lowered her brows and narrowed her eyes, she was gentle and offered a towel to wipe.

Tian Xinqing just took a fluttering glance, then looked away, admiring himself alone, proud and outstanding.

"Brother, how is that Miss Wei?" Murong Yan asked.

Xia Houchun sighed for a moment, his eyes were complicated, and then he told about Wei Maoyi, and Murong Yan suddenly felt pity.

She sighed quietly, "It's hard for her."

Tian Xin said coldly: "I think it might be her fate."

Xia Houchun's heart moved, but before he could speak, he saw Tianxin's figure fluttering, and broke into Wei Maoyi's room from the outside window, causing a burst of exclamation.

Indistinctly, there seemed to be the sound of accepting disciples on behalf of the master, and the corner of Xia Houchun's mouth twitched immediately.

Murong Yan covered his mouth and smiled, "It seems that this one is also restless."

Xia Houchun's forehead darkened, and he muttered to himself, it would be inhuman to spoil my good marriage!

The fragrant wind hits, and the faint fragrance of the virgin body permeates the tip of the nose.

Xia Houchun looked at the nose and the heart with his eyes, he recited the formula of purity in his heart, and his face was righteous.

After Murong Yan approached, his eyes flashed, he stared at Xia Houchun, and said softly: "Brother Shi, there will be no delay in the north."

Xia Houchun's heart was swept away instantly, and after a little silence, he said slowly: "I know."

She raised her head slightly: "Then Shixiong is thinking about that matter?"

Xia Houchun remained silent, as if hesitating.

On the way, Tianxin once made a suggestion to Xia Houchun.

If the Jinzhou garrison cannot be mobilized, it is better to have another "palace change".

Breaking into the palace, coercing King Xia Houxu of Jin to order the Jinzhou army to go north.

The good thing is that it is obvious that the Jinzhou Army will be under his control temporarily.

As for the disadvantages, it is natural that Xia Houxu's line has completely turned against him, and even the entire Jinzhou army may mutiny in an instant.

At that time, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will die under the horseshoe of the rebellious army.

Grinded into a meat paste.

Slightly dodging Murong Yan's scorching gaze, Xia Houchun raised his eyes to look at the Jin Palace, his eyes dim.

"Brother Shi, are you worried?"

Murong Yan couldn't help asking.

Xia Houchun smiled wryly: "This is a palace change, can you not worry?"

With a flutter, Tian Xin turned over and entered.

Outside the door, Shen Guangyin and the masked man focused slightly, and gradually relaxed after sensing the breath in the room.

Tian Xin paced closer, lifted his chin proudly, and said in a low voice: "The four half-step infant refining realms are enough to run across the entire Hanoi Road. What are you afraid of?"

She stood by the window, with her sleeves down and her head raised, exhaled a breath of fragrance, and said leisurely: "I won, and I earned tens of thousands of Jinzhou troops for nothing."

Xia Houchun sneered and said: "If you lose, I will die. Anyway, you will not lose."

Tian Xin was calm and unhurried, Xu Sheng said: "Bet, naturally there will be losses and gains."

After she glanced at Murong Yan, she hoped that she would persuade him.

But after Murong Yan lowered his eyebrows a little, he shook his head lightly:

"Brother, I think we should contact the son of Xiahou Rong first."

Tian Xin sneered: "The prince is useless, what can the prince do?"

Murong Yan's eyes flashed, she stared at the Jin Palace shrouded in candlelight, her gaze was faint:

"For some reason, Murong always feels that His Royal Highness is not simple."

Xia Houchun nodded slightly, and stood side by side with the two of them, looking at the majestic palace together.

He swung his sleeves lightly, moving with the wind, and said softly: "I can sit in the position of Shizi for more than 20 years, how can I be easy to be with."

His eyes were gradually bright and decisive, his face was calm, and he said slowly:
"I want to visit that uncle Wang who hides his secrets tomorrow!"

　Sorry for the lateness. (ps: I was stuck in a traffic jam yesterday, and today is my first day at work, so I am exhausted~)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)