Dajing Sun and Moon

Chapter 170 Nephew, It's All Misunderstanding!
Jinzhou City, Jinwang Mansion.

The jade tower and pearl pavilion are no longer there, and the golden windows and embroidered households are all destroyed.

Most of the masters of the Hefu were killed or injured, and the servants and maidservants scattered like birds and beasts. Outside the palace, there were thousands of corpses of first-class soldiers, covering the streets and alleys.

Even, there are dozens of alchemy masters and half-step real people.

All killed with one sword.

Obviously, the murderer was a sword cultivator.

As the sword cultivator with the most murderous nature among the three religions and nine schools, once he started to kill, blood would flow into rivers and countless souls would be lost.

Leaping over the collapsed gate of the palace, the old servant fell to the ground slumped, bleeding.

I saw this strong swordsman of the nine streams shaking his sword with both hands, he turned his head and looked at Xia Houmo beside him, and said anxiously: "My son, go to the inner court to escape!"

The old servant was the one who was lying in the snow pit and watched the battle between Xiao Hanchen and Shi Chan from beginning to end. Standing beside him was a young man in a four-clawed boa robe.

He only heard the low and angry shout in his mouth, and said word by word: "I don't believe it, he Xia Houchun really dares to kill me!!"

It's not that he doesn't want to retire, it's that his father Xia Hourong told him that this is a trouble he caused and he must solve it by himself. If even this small trouble is not handled properly, how can the huge Jinzhou be entrusted to him in the future? !
Xiahoumo was helpless, he understood that his father wanted to introduce Xiahouchun to this place to catch turtles in a urn, so he could only stand in here, be a wall of human flesh, and at the same time be willing to be a bait.

On the opposite side, the middle-aged swordsman holding a cinnabar sword slightly raised his eyebrows, nodded and said: "Have a backbone!"

A whimper.

He swung the sword without hesitation.

"My lord beware!"

"what!!!"

Under the toppled Southern Chu granite rockery, the young man in brocade robes rolled all over the ground, screaming shrillly.

I saw his chest was bloody and bloody, staining the dirty snow in the ruined courtyard red, and the scarlet warm blood flowed into the permafrost and residual snow, and gradually solidified. The eyes of the crazy Prince Jin's son were red, and he went all out, shouting :

"Come on, kill me, if you have the guts, kill Lao Tzu, or I will slaughter all your sword disciples, wipe out the line of swordsmanship, and destroy your master's lineage!"

The swordsman was unmoved, and was about to cut again.

"stop!"

The old servant suddenly yelled, and fixed his eyes on the swordsman with deep eyes, the violent aura that devoured people suddenly dispersed, and said sharply: "Aren't you afraid of provoking a war between us and the sword?"

The swordsman smiled indifferently, and said with a snort, "If you have the guts, stop me again and try?"

As soon as he raised his sword energy, the three-foot blue blade overflowed with evil energy.

The old servant's expression was ugly, and his expression was unpredictable. He had no doubt that if he made another move, he would be met with severe revenge from the other party.

These sword repairers are all lunatics.

Madman, what the hell is a madman.

He was employed by the Prince Jin's Mansion, so naturally he couldn't just watch His Royal Highness being beheaded and killed in the Palace, not to mention there are two old and new princes in the inner court watching coldly.

He said bitterly: "Prince Jin's mansion asks itself that it has never offended Jianmen, why are you so tit for tat?"

The middle-aged swordsman stopped, raised his eyes and glanced at the deep and silent courtyard, where there seemed to be a high and indifferent gaze looking down here.

He was sure that the new King Jin, who had an outstanding cultivating Tao and Tianfu, must be included. Once he found out that he really had murderous intentions, he would be suppressed by thunder.

There was a rattling sound.

A brocade-robed young man in a white dragon fish suit came walking through the snow.

The old servant turned his head with a gloomy face, staring fixedly at the young man who came with a smile.

Feng Shui turns around. A few days ago, Xia Houchun still had to be shut down when he came to the door, but today he became an "uninvited guest".

The white robe and brocade brushed the snow, and stepped into the mansion with lingyun boots. The corners of Danfeng's eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth curved up. rebellion."

As Xia Houchun approached, the old servant's pupils shrank, and the wrinkles like tree roots became more and more obvious, and his eyes flicked over the few people in front of him like eagle hooks.

Murong Yan, Tian Xin and other women are naturally familiar to him, but the young monk with the hateful smile on his face made his heart sink, even Pu Ji's appearance never surprised him.

He knew very well the young heroes of Buddhism, and even had contact with them, but the young monk next to Xia Houchun, he had never covered his face, and watching the previous battle, even Puji came to the rescue , it can be seen that this little monk has a long history.

Damn it!When did this little bastard get acquainted with a young hero in Buddhism, God is so unfair.

His dry lips squirmed for a moment, but in the end reason prevailed, and he slapped him in the face: "I don't know where the word 'rebellion' comes from, Your Highness?"

Xia Houchun chuckled, ignored the old servant, raised his robe and walked to the foot of the collapsed rockery, standing beside the eldest son Xia Houmo, watching him pretend to faint and try to get away with it.

He kicked the clan brother, "Do you know why I came here?"

Xia Houmo kept silent, determined to pretend to be dead.

Ah.

After Xia Houchun squatted down, the corners of his mouth were teasing, and he said softly: "Brother Shi, you said that if this palace kills you, will the people in Jinzhou City celebrate with their crowns?"

The behind-the-scenes mastermind who directed "Cui's fake death" and blamed Xia Houchun suddenly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be an unforgettable hatred in his eyes, and he tried his best to suppress his anger, "Then I can guarantee that you won't be able to get out of this Jin Dynasty." Half a step from Zhoucheng!"

The old servant's face changed, and he said quickly: "Prince, please calm down! Your Majesty has offended me a lot before, and I hope His Royal Highness will forgive you and spare his life."

If he allowed Xia Houchun to bully His Royal Highness, no matter what after today, he would lose a layer of skin, so he could only bite the bullet and step forward.

Xia Houchun didn't look back, and said with a light smile, "Don't worry, I'm just renewing the old friendship with the clan brothers."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he patted the prince Jin's cheek in front of the old servant. He stood up, his gaze was instantly cold, "Tell me, where did you hide Miss Wei?"

It turned out that after the first battle that day, Xia Houchun discovered that Wei Maoyi, who was traveling with him, had disappeared, and found out that some masters had captured him into Jinzhou City.

In the entire Jinzhou City, there are not many people who are capable, courageous, and motivated to do this. Except for the Cui family and the Xiao family he just offended, there is only this ambitious Jin Palace.

He simply went straight to Prince Jin's mansion.

It is not only a response to the previous hatred of humiliation, but also revenge for the frame-up.

Moreover, he knew that Xia Hourong's family had colluded with the Xiao clan, so he just took this opportunity to cut off the tail that followed from Taikang.

Directly cut the mess with a sharp knife, and do the bottom line.

He stared straight at Xia Houchun with serious eyes, with a rebellious face, and said with a half-smile: "You can't even protect your own woman, so you have the nerve to ask me? Although she is a concubine who went out from the brother's house, But since he was expelled from the palace by me, his life and death has nothing to do with the palace."

These words obviously mean that you should keep the concubine room that I don’t want as a treasure, and cherish it, and it’s your Xia Houchun’s responsibility to lose it, so what does it have to do with his Jin Palace?
Murong Yan's apricot eyes were full of evil, she snorted coldly, and gritted her teeth, "If there is something wrong with the sister of the Wei family, I will take your life to pay for it!"

"presumptuous!!"

There was a deep shout, and the old servant was furious, "I want to see how brave you are, dare to act wild in the Jin Palace!"

His strong aura burst out, and his body suddenly rose up. He wanted to take this opportunity to teach Murong Yan a lesson, and capture this woman by the way, so that Xia Houchun could use her as a weapon.

Unexpectedly, the figure came and went quickly.

boom!
The old servant let out a muffled snort, as if he had been hit hard, he slumped back dozens of steps, and didn't stop until he knocked down the hollow screen wall.

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his complexion turned pale instantly, his mouth had a pungent smell, he clenched his teeth tightly, and swallowed the violently surging blood.

The person who made the move was the young monk.

The old servant sternly said: "My king and the Buddhist sect have always been on good terms, why did the little benefactor help the evildoers and attack me?"

Shi Chan wore a black headband and a white lotus robe, looking like a white-faced scholar, but saw him put his hands together, smiled slightly, and said nonsense in a serious manner: "The benefactor misunderstood, the poor monk has only a personal relationship with His Royal Highness, and what he does has nothing to do with it." There is nothing involved in the temple."

Naturally, these words were addressed to the person in Prince Jin's mansion.

As for whether he believes it or not, that's another matter. Anyway, Shi Chan said so.

The corner of Murong Yan's mouth smiled, the little monk was interesting, he knew that he was talking nonsense, and it seems that he is not a pure and good person, that's right.

"You!!" The old servant was shocked and angry.

Naturally, he could hear that the other party was playing sloppy, and the big stone in his heart kept sinking. Could it be that His Royal Highness the Prince really climbed into the thigh of Buddhism?

If this is true, it is indeed worthy of serious consideration on what kind of attitude the Prince Jin Mansion should take to face His Royal Highness, who is rumored to be in jeopardy as the crown prince.

Xia Houchun frowned slightly, looked down at Xia Houmo, and squinted, "Why, do you really think you dare not do anything?"

"Now you are suddenly calling at the door. Not only are you blaming my Prince Jin Mansion for the loss of your maidservant, but you also sent people to destroy the pavilions of my Palace and kill my master soldiers. This move is undoubtedly a provocation to my Prince Jin Mansion. Do you really think so?" Is my Jinzhou [-] iron hooves made of mud?" Xia Houmo sneered deeply, and sternly reprimanded him.

It's just that this cold reprimand, in Xia Houchun's eyes, seemed so pale and weak, with a stern look.

He was a little disappointed, it turned out that the heir of King Jin who was domineering in Jinzhou City was just a dude, and his previous arrogance and domineering was just relying on the signboard of King Jin's Mansion.

The corner of Xia Houchun's mouth sneered, since that's the case, then today, this palace will pierce your fake ball that swells to the point of nowhere.

As soon as the mind moves, do what you want.

Snapped!
Xia Houchun slapped him directly.

Xia Houmo was dumbfounded.

The swordsman stared.

It's an iron law to hit someone not in the face, not to mention it's in public, this son is going to offend the Prince Jin's mansion to death.

He subconsciously glanced at the new King Jin, only to see that the other party lowered his eyes slightly, his face expressionless.

Even Tianxin couldn't help but glance at Xia Houchun, raised his eyebrows slightly, it depends on the owner when beating a dog, let alone someone else's own son.

Xia Houmo's eyes widened, and his breathing gradually became short of breath. It was hard to tell whether it was hatred or anger in his eyes.

He suppressed his voice, almost roaring, and shouted hoarsely: "Xia Houchun! If you don't kill me today, I will destroy your whole family tomorrow!!"

"Eat your flesh, eat your bones, sleep on your skin!!"

"If you don't avenge this revenge, you won't share the sky!!"

The voice pierced through the clouds and spread outside the palace, and countless forces from all sides who were secretly watching the movement of Prince Jin's palace were shocked.

Xia Houchun?
It turned out that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had returned.

"Chop off his arm!"

As soon as the words fell, a trace of sharp sword energy flashed in the swordsman's eyes.

Clang!
The sword energy was raging, and the evil spirit pointed directly at Xia Houmo!

His pupils shrank, his complexion suddenly changed, the shadow of severe pain in his chest has not yet dissipated, and at this moment he is facing the danger of death again.

He was finally terrified and yelled, "Father, save me!"

Suddenly, a sigh sounded: "Please be merciful, my nephew!"

Xia Houchun slowly raised his head and grinned, is this stumbling block finally willing to show up?

With a flick of his sleeve, the mountain gradually turned green and slanted down.

barking sound.

The blood splashed and sprayed the old servant's face.

Xiahoumo subconsciously looked down at the silently falling thumb, and he raised his head in disbelief.

Like a devil.

He actually dared to kill me!
"presumptuous!!"

The roaring sound penetrated all directions, buzzing in Xia Houchun's ears.

I saw a powerful aura suddenly erupted from the inner courtyard of Prince Jin's Mansion, and rushed towards it at the speed of a meteorite falling.

The air waves are billowing, and the smoke and dust are bursting, which makes people subconsciously timid and dare not be an enemy.

Zhichan let out a hesitation, and after reciting the Buddha's name, his figure flashed and appeared in front of Anxia Houchun.

The momentum ahead is magnificent, like a tiger coming out of the mountain, and when it comes out, it is a real blow with all its strength.

The majestic mana engulfed the tornado, and with the mighty muffled thunder, it blatantly bombarded and killed.

Shi Chan's eyes narrowed slightly, he gave a soft drink, and swung his big hand in a big arc, as if gaining momentum.

Immediately, he raised his hand and punched out.

Bang! !

After the two strong forces collided, violent air waves rolled away, and Xiahoumo, who was screaming in pain, was directly thrown into the air.

The old servant was so frightened when he saw that the prince had left the field in person, he immediately rushed towards Xiahoumo, grabbed him tightly, turned over with a few kites, and landed on Xiahourong's side.

With a bitter expression on his face, he said in shame: "The humble and incompetent position has hurt your noble body, please punish me."

Xia Hourong snorted coldly, "You take this bastard out first."

The old servant was about to hold Xia Houmo and retreat silently.

"Wait a minute."

Ok?
The old servant turned around, and there seemed to be resentment in his eyes, staring at Xia Houchun firmly, "I don't know what advice does His Royal Highness have?"

Xia Houchun smiled lightly, and shook his finger, "Take back the severed finger of your son, too, and treat it well, maybe this hand can still be used."

The old servant seemed extremely angry, his face was blue and red, and his whole body was trembling.

He gritted his teeth and let out a low growl almost like a beast, with a look of devouring people.

This time his son was robbed, he couldn't absolve himself of the blame, although the prince didn't show any anger, but it can be predicted that if he goes down, he will peel off his skin if he doesn't die, so he can't wait to beat Xia Houchun to ashes.

He hated in his heart, so what about the prince, when he came to Jinzhou, the dragon had to coil up, and the tiger had to lie down.

And after Xia Houchun uttered such almost humiliating words, he kept staring at Xia Hourong, but saw that the other party was expressionless, and he was not at all angry at his son's tragic situation. It seemed that the gesture just now was just for others to see.

I saw him waving his hand at the old servant, not wanting him to cause trouble.

No matter how unwilling the old servant was, he did not dare to act presumptuously in front of Xia Hourong, his resentment gradually receded, and after bowing respectfully, he silently left behind Xia Houmo's back.

Xia Houchun narrowed his eyes slightly, his heart trembled quietly, heh, it seems that this distant relative of his family is also a person with a deep mind and a very deep city.

Similarly, while Xia Houchun was testing Xia Hourong, the other party was also looking at him.

Compared with the hasty meeting last time, the two of them "meet each other more honestly" this time. After all, they both used knives and almost tore their skins. Can they not be honest.

Xia Hourong glanced at Xia Houmo, who had completely fainted on the back of the old servant, a little annoyed, and even more hated that iron could not be made into steel. After all, it was just a flower in the greenhouse, and it had not been honed in battle to become the dude it is today. Look again On the opposite side, Xia Houchun, who has an extraordinary temperament and is handsome and elegant, made a judgment.

It is widely rumored in the world that this prince is synonymous with "stupid" and is ridiculed as the most useless prince in the history of Dongjing. Let countless people laugh and curse.

In their view, the throne will be Xia Houchun sooner or later, why are they so stupid to launch a palace change to usurp power and seek rebellion?Isn't this brain kicked by a donkey?
If Dongjing is handed over to this kind of people, the day of national subjugation will not be far away.

But seeing him today, Xia Hourong knew that this son was definitely not as stupid as the rumors said.

Oh, stupid?

I don't know which bastard spread the rumors, almost cheated them but didn't kill them in Jinwangfu.

If there is a chance to let this king know the person behind the troubled water, he will definitely cut him into pieces, otherwise it will be difficult to dispel the hatred in his heart.

With a flash of his eyes, it's nothing more than reaching the Qingdan stage, and there are many opportunities to cover him, especially this son seems to have a sign of purple light, this is not the appearance of a prince who has lost his country.

That's all, even he was secretly surprised that this son actually abducted Puji, the abbot of Bailong Temple, under his nose.

He even robbed him of his qualifications in the Prince Jin's Mansion and connected with Buddhism.

Is this something a stupid prince can do?
He secretly inhaled, but unfortunately, the more outstanding this child is, the more amazing his cultivation talent, the stronger the killing intent in his heart.

Don't blame him, it's just because this son blocked his way to the Jin Palace.

This time, no matter what, he must stay in Jinzhou!

But he couldn't die in Jinwang's mansion, otherwise he would give Taikang an excuse to attack Jinzhou, and the major event was not yet fully prepared, so it should not be exposed early.

Thinking of this, Jin Wang Xia Hourong forcefully forced a smile on his face, and even took the initiative to give in, cupping his fists and said: "Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings. We must not let this small misunderstanding hurt our own affection."

He was indifferent even when he was bullied, and he could even endure the revenge of killing his son, but anyone who can endure what ordinary people can't bear must have big plans!
So the question is, what exactly is this uncle planning?

Xia Houchun frowned, and looked at him with a half-smile, "Oh? Misunderstanding? Does Uncle Wang really think so?"

Uncle Shi has changed to Uncle Wang, since the other party is not willing to tear up his face for the time being, then Xia Houchun will not humiliate in public again.

After all, just now it could be said that it was a rivalry between peers, if he said something rude to Xia Hourong now, it would be a slap in the face of the entire Xiahou clan.

Well, the minimum decency still has to be given.

Of course, he also wanted to see what kind of medicine this Uncle Wang, who had been in Jinzhou for [-] years, sold in the gourd.

Hearing the piano, Xia Hourong took the initiative to explain it, and let Xia Houchun understand that he did not have any malicious intentions, and hoped that the other party would give Jin Wangfu a step down, so everyone is happy, and everyone can live with face.

He could afford to put it down, turned a blind eye to the dilapidated scene around him, turned sideways and said with a smile:

"That's natural. Your Highness and my son belong to the same generation, and it's normal for peers to learn from each other."

He said this without blushing and without heartbeat, as if he wasn't the one who made the sudden move just now.

Xia Hourong smiled calmly, "Your Highness, I am older than your father. According to your seniority, you should call me uncle, and I will have the audacity to call you nephew, okay?"

Xia Houchun said with a smile: "This is etiquette, there is nothing wrong with it."

Xia Hourong clapped his hands and smiled, nodded and said: "Okay, today's matter is a misunderstanding, I hope my nephew will not mind."

"My nephew dare not."

The other party smiled, and then turned sideways to invite, "Okay, it's freezing outside here, let's stop blowing cold wind outside, nephew might as well follow me to the house to keep warm."

Knowing Zen cage sleeves, laughing without saying a word.

Tian Xin pursed her mouth secretly, as expected of the emperor's family, they all had murderous intentions hidden behind their smiling faces, each one more hypocritical than the other.

The smile on that face made even her feel terrified and goosebumps arose.

She glanced at the piles of corpses of soldiers and people from the rivers and lakes piled up inside and outside the gate of the mansion again, and she felt a little sad for no reason.

These people all died in the schemes of these dignitaries.

She took a last look at the swordsman, and saw him standing silently beside Xia Houchun, like a loyal bodyguard, his whole body was heavily guarded, staring at Xia Hourong as if facing a formidable enemy.

Murong Yan didn't lose heart in the slightest, and secretly sent a voice transmission to Xia Houchun, "Brother, beware of fraud!"

"It doesn't matter." Xia Houchun echoed.

Immediately, he chuckled lightly, raised his robe and stepped forward, "Then disturb Uncle Wang."

After clasping his fists in thanks, Shi Shiran stepped into the Prince Jin's mansion. As the steps deepened, maidservants and maidservants gradually appeared in the inner court. , jumping away like a snake and a scorpion.

Murong Yan followed closely behind, her eyes were piercing, like the hard winter ice, and the cold air penetrated her heart and lungs, she snorted coldly, and didn't care about the rudeness of the maidservants.

He is very interested in knowing Zen, looking left and right, a lively country bumpkin enters the city, but unfortunately, his sight is full of beautiful maids.

Tian Xin cursed secretly, Master is right, men really don't have a good thing, they are all perverts.

Only Xia Hourong, the owner of the palace, took them on a tour like an outsider with his hands wrapped around his sleeves.

But no one noticed that as Xia Houchun went deeper into the inner court, the killing intent in the deepest part of his eyes became more intense.

Until completely cold and indifferent.

When the sky sends out murderous intentions, dragons and snakes rise from the land;

-----

Above the ninefold blue sky.

The vast clouds and mist are churning, and there are low-pitched voices shaking the sky.

The wind and clouds are rolling, the thunderbolt is exploding, the electricity is shining and the rain is dark, and there is a dragon chariot proudly traveling in the void.

The embroidered feathers fluttered on the chariot, and the phoenix patterns of Huazhang were engraved on it, which made all evils change, and ghosts and gods gave way.

"Fifty avenues, can you be one?"

There seems to be a voice of self-talk floating out, faint like a fairy voice, vast and silent.

"Let's wait and see."

As soon as the chariot was swung, the groaning sound like a deer or an ox reappeared, and it ran towards Taikang.

"Unlocking the lottery today is suitable for accepting good students."

(End of this chapter)