Dajing Sun and Moon

Chapter 155 Ming Xiu Plank Road
"Wait a minute, nephew!"

Xia Hourong called out.

He took out a volume of documents, handed it to Xia Houchun, and said softly, "This is an edict from Taikang."

The edict is bright yellow, and the material is silk brocade, which is soft and fire-resistant and not easy to tear. It is dedicated to the royal family and is often used in imperial edicts and book making.

Xia Houchun frowned slightly, feeling uneasy in his heart.

He took it with his lips pursed, opened it up for a look, read it carefully, skipped most of the rhetoric, and finally stayed on the words "abolishing the position of Prince Xia Houchun".

His pupils shrank suddenly, his hands clenched tightly, and his breath became extremely dangerous.

King Jin said softly, "Are you still thinking of compromising?"

Xia Houchun lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Xia Hourong walked out of the sandalwood table with his hands behind his back, walked to Xia Houchun's side, and said earnestly: "Those who achieve great things don't care about small things. If you want, uncle can help you ascend the throne!"

Xia Houchun raised his eyes and met a pair of piercing eyes.

There seems to be a flame burning in the eyes, and that flame is called ambition.

Also called desire.

Xia Houchun laughed.

He threw away the edict in his hand, and said with a snort, "Abandon me? Isn't Xiao Mei afraid of being caught in the net?"

Jin Wang narrowed his eyes, his heart moved, and he said softly: "Could it be that His Highness still has a backup?"

Xia Houchun turned around and left, leaving behind a faint sentence, "Without him, the general trend is mine."

Xia Hourong watched the thin figure walk out of the study and fell silent.

general trend?

You have been abolished, and there is still a trend of fart.

But what if there is?
Now there is no news from His Majesty, Taikang City rooster is in the morning, if they, the Xiahou clan, do not want to wait for the slaughter, they must "clean the king's side".

Xia Hourong's face is uncertain, can't afford to fight?

Suddenly, Xia Houchun, who was about to step out of the threshold, turned his head and glanced at him, and said meaningfully: "I advise uncle not to act rashly, the truth of the matter is still unknown."

Xia Hourong looked indifferent, "I'm afraid my nephew is worrying too much."

Xia Houchun smiled and stepped out, leaving only a chuckle echoing in the study.

Xia Houmo said with a smile outside the house: "Brother Wang is really envious of being a brother."

Xia Houchun glanced at the cold Tianxin and the smiling Murongyan, secretly pursed his lips, and said with a light smile: "I have heard that Mrs. Wang is a celestial being, and her fairy appearance is spread all over Guanzhong. Brother Wang is the one who enjoys the beauty of all people." Good luck."

He smiled and said: "It is said that dumplings are not as delicious as dumplings. I don't know if Mrs. Wang is willing to satisfy my little brother's appetite?"

Xia Houmo's face darkened, and he stared at Xia Houchun with cold eyes for a long time, then he let out a cold snort, then flung his sleeves away.

"Brother Wang came from a long way, and the journey is exhausting, so let's go back and rest as soon as possible."

Xia Houchun smiled, and greeted Murongyan, Tianxin and others to leave the mansion.

After a little effort, there was a bang, and the gate of the Liukai Palace was closed.

The bloody mouth of a ferocious beast withdrew its fangs.

Maybe the next time I open my mouth, I will swallow thousands of miles.

Murong Yan said softly: "Brother?"

Xia Houchun waved his hand and said, "Let's go to Bailong Temple."

Recalling the conversation in the study in his mind, Xia Houchun frowned slightly. His uncle was really ambitious. Even if he was, he would not expose it so easily. He really thought that Taikang was a vegetarian.

He stroked his chin. It wasn't scary for a tiger to take a nap. What was scary was that it closed its eyes and fell asleep.

Tsk, the old guy actually played this trick with me.

Xia Houchun suddenly realized that the old man seemed ambitious, but in fact he had the mentality of fighting between the snipe and the clam for the fisherman's profit.

Once he raises the banner of 'Qing Emperor's Side', the Demon Empress and Zhang Shoufu will definitely put aside their party disputes and extinguish this prairie fire as soon as possible.

As far as Jinzhou's family background is concerned, how can it stand up to the cooperation of Taikang and those two? He believes that Xia Hourong will not be able to do the suicide.

He smashed and smacked his dry and cracked lips, and he just wanted to watch from the sidelines, but if you still want to pick peaches, the young master can't bear it.

Murong Yan beside him gritted his teeth lightly, lowered his head and said softly: "Brother Shi, just now he asked us when we will get married and about going north, but he didn't say much about the rest."

Xia Houchun came back to his senses, and said with a smile: "It's okay, my elder brother likes to engage in some conspiracies and tricks, and he will specialize in this kind of small way all his life, and he won't be able to achieve great things, so don't take it to heart."

Tianxin suddenly said: "Your brother Wang is not like a person who indulges in wine and sex. You have to be careful. Although things can't be done, bad things are not difficult."

Is there more than enough success to fail?

Xia Houchun glanced at her, chuckled lightly, nodded and said, "That's right, there are a few of those surnamed Xiahou who are simple."

Tianxin glanced at him sideways, and said with a sneer, "Yeah, didn't someone still want to eat dumplings just now? I really didn't realize that there is such a hobby in the past."

Xia Houchun's smile froze, and he laughed dryly again and again.

Bailong Temple is located in the southwest of Jinzhou City. It is full of incense and bells.

Cycling along Wangfu Street, half a quarter of an hour away.

There are monks sweeping snow outside the temple, and the monks are having a great time rolling snowballs and making snowmen.

Accompanied by the sound of horseshoes, they immediately became affectionate and solemn, solemn and sacred.

There was an old man meticulously sweeping the snow and picking up the leaves, with a compassionate expression on his face.

Puji put down the broom and stood up smiling.

Xia Houchun got off his horse and clasped his hands together, "Master has kept you waiting for a long time."

Puji patted the snow on the common clothes, and said with a smile: "Either sooner or later, sooner or later."

Tian Xin sneered, "The old monk likes to talk nonsense."

Xia Houchun smiled and said: "The master is an expert outside the world, so his thoughts and thoughts are naturally different from us ordinary people."

Anyone can say beautiful words, Puji smiled and stretched out his hand to invite: "Your Highness, please."

Xia Houchun took the reins and climbed up the steps.

Looking around, the white snow is pressing on the tiles, the red walls are buried with blue bricks, and the ancient trees are deep and secluded. He praised: "Cultivate one's body and mind, worship Buddha and worship Taoism, it is indeed a Buddhist resort."

A young monk burst out from beside him, with a bright smile on his face, "Even the little prince said that this is the most holy place in the world for Buddhism."

Xia Houchun's heart skipped a beat, his face remained unchanged, and he glanced at the old monk.

Pu Ji scolded softly: "How can you lie in front of your nobleman? You will be fined to copy the Heart Sutra ten times."

The little monk immediately retreated sickly.

After he left, Pu Ji smiled apologetically, "Your Highness, please don't pay attention to the words of a childish urchin."

Xia Houchun laughed and said: "Your words come from your heart. It seems that my brother Wang often comes to Bailong Temple to offer incense."

Puji hesitated for a moment, then said softly: "Your Highness once ordered that if His Highness comes to worship the Buddha in the temple, you must not stop him, but you must leave within a quarter of an hour."

Suddenly, the wind stopped snowing.

Xia Houchun was expressionless.

Tian Xin's cold eyes were narrow and long, as if there was evil spirit lurking.

Murong Yan frowned slightly and snorted coldly.

Jin Wangfu's control over the territory under its jurisdiction has reached such a level that it can be said to be pervasive.

Even Bailong Temple bowed its head and proclaimed itself a minister.

After Xia Houchun was silent for a long while, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It's actually Ben Gong who is being abrupt."

Puji sighed secretly, bowing his head slightly, "If Your Highness wants to enter the chamber to worship the Buddha, the poor monk can guide His Highness."

Xia Houchun turned around and left, said in a low voice: "No need, the threshold of Bailong Temple is too high, how dare a derelict crown prince of this palace dare to climb up, leave."

Watching several people get on their horses, the silent monks beside the old monk raised their heads.

Staring at the figure on horseback, there seems to be sarcasm.

Puji said expressionlessly: "You can send a letter to the prince."

A certain ordained monk smiled slightly and folded his hands together, "I would like to obey the abbot's order."

On the snowy road, Xia Houchun and the others whizzed past at lightning speed, heading straight for the inn.

A thin and lonely figure was trembling at the door, with a miserable expression on her face.

If it's not Wei Maoyi, who else is it?

There seemed to be a few bundles beside him that were thrown on the ground in a mess.

Like being kicked out.

Tian Xin was furious: "Too much deceit!"

Xia Houchun's eyes were calm, and he took a deep look at the direction of the palace, before he said to Murong Yan: "Please take Miss Wei with you."

Murong Yan pursed her lips and nodded slightly.

Wei Maoyi bowed his head, "It's the servant who caused trouble for His Highness."

Xia Houchun waved his hand, "It has nothing to do with you, the other party came after me."

Tianxin glanced at him, "What should I do now? Kill and return to the palace?"

Murong Yan's pretty face turned pale, and she whispered, "No!"

The masked man supported Murong Yan, and said with a snort: "You are the only prince in the world who is a dignified prince."

Xia Houchun resigned himself to it, with a calm face, but he turned the horse's head without saying a word.

Let the horse go.

Tian Xin was furious: "Where are you going?"

"Go north!"

Go north now!

Since it is difficult to get aid here in Jinzhou, it is useless to stay for a long time.

After a while, the horseshoes stepped on the snow and headed north, leaving the city.

At the same time, in the Jinwang Mansion, the study room.

Xia Hourong's sick book at his desk is like a picture of Jiangshan Sheji.

The 'dandy' little prince Xia Houmo stood silently.

After a long time, the new Jin King let out a breath of foul air.

Throw out a freshly baked edict.

The above is exactly: Restore the position of Prince Xia Houchun, and demote the head of Tianqiong Pavilion.

boom!
With a ferocious face, Xia Hourong roared in a low voice:
"Zhang Jiangling, you should die!!"

(End of this chapter)