King Leng pursues his wife, but abandons his concubine

Chapter 403: Premonition of War (13)
A touch of fiery red suddenly stopped bouncing, ears tilted, delicate little nose wrinkled, sniffing in the air, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he ran towards a direction, that direction was An An The location of the small bamboo house!
Some reunions are destined to be unavoidable, that is a predestined fate!
At this moment in the Zichen Kingdom, the situation in the country is becoming more and more turbulent, and the old emperor seems to have finally realized the seriousness of the problem at this time. Just after lunch, several imperial edicts were issued to the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, including Among the mansions of the princes and princes, they were hastily summoned into the hall to discuss countermeasures together.

Outside the main hall, many ministers met together in twos and threes, muttering together to express their worries and melancholy, as well as their views on the current unoptimistic situation in Zichen Kingdom...

"My lord, who do you think is in front of us?"

A boy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks followed behind the man in a black robe, and he saw the blue figure walking right in front of them at a glance.

"Cut! This king still thinks who you are talking about, it turns out it is that sick child! Go! It just so happens that this king is not in a good mood right now, so it's better to go over and ridicule him!"

Don't worry about being in the main hall later, because of a bad mood, he accidentally angered his old father who refused to obey him.

After saying that, the black figure quickened his pace, and within a few strides he stopped in front of the light blue person.

"Brother Bawang, you have always been in poor health, so why did you come here to join in the fun? Aren't you afraid of fainting by accident? This king advises you, you should go back where you came from! To save your father It will take me a long time to feel distressed!"

The words were full of undisguised sarcasm.

The attention of many ministers was quickly attracted to this side, seeing that Prince Jing was deliberately troubling Prince Jun again, and it was an old stalk that hadn't changed for thousands of years—deliberately mocking Prince Jun's frail body.

The servant behind Yu Wenjun couldn't stand it any longer, moved his body slightly, and wanted to rush up to find the other party's argument, but was stopped by the man in Tsing Yi calmly.

Yu Wenjun secretly sneered, but Qingjun still had a gentle and calm look on his face. He looked at his eldest brother, Yu Wenjing, and said, "This king will pay more attention to it. I need you to worry about it. But, father specially Send someone to Prince Jing's mansion to let me in, saying that there is an urgent matter that needs to be discussed by everyone, and this king can't excuse me."

It was very helpless to say this, as if he was also very innocent.

However, it made Yu Wenjing's face look a little ugly!
That's right!No matter how weak and fragile Yu Wenjun's body is, every time the father has important matters, he will be notified together with him, and he has never been absent once!

On the surface, among the six most beloved sons of the father, he is the one who is the most loved, but he is the only one who knows best. In fact, in comparison, it is not so much that the father loves him the most, as it is that he is pushed into the limelight On the top of the waves, everyone's eyes and attention were focused on him, Yu Wenjing, but the one my father really loved was the eighth prince of the Zichen Kingdom——Yu Wenjun!

Think about it too, if everyone in the Zichen Kingdom finds out that the majestic king of the country only loves the Eighth Prince who was born in a folk woman, but is indifferent to the child born to the noble concubine who came out of a decent mansion, then what should he do? How much of a stir will it cause? !
Yu Wenjing enjoys the feeling of being loved and loved by everyone who was deceived by his father, but at the same time deeply hates Yu Wenjing's existence!

That's right, if Yu Wenjun didn't exist in this world, then he would truly be the most beloved son of his father. In the future, after a hundred years of his life, the throne and the country of Zichen Kingdom would surely fall to Yu Wenjing. body!
After all, among the older princes, only Yu Wenjing and Yu Wenjing can stand alone, have this ability and courage, and the second prince and several other princes all died because of the accident a few years ago. Among the few remaining sons, there are only four princes who are still underage. They don't have their own consciousness, so they can't achieve anything at all.

Only this Yu Wenjun is a huge obstacle for him to ascend the throne as soon as possible!
It's a pity that there are many masters around him, many times, all the assassins he sent to assassinate him were wiped out, and Yu Wenjun didn't hurt a single finger!

Ordinary guards don't have such a powerful force at all, so he realized that his father had already set up a barrier for Yu Wenjun!

No wonder, in recent years, Father always used Yu Wenjing's poor health as an excuse to make people worry, and dispatched batch after batch of guards from Zichen Kingdom's palace to Prince Jun's mansion!

Come to think of it, it's better to say that you are guarding against Yu Wenjun's body than worrying about Yu Wenjun's body in a high-sounding manner? !
Really hateful!
Fortunately, everyone now thinks that Yu Wenjing is the one who is the most favored, so he justifiably finds trouble with Yu Wenjun many times, and deliberately finds various excuses to ridicule him, so as to calm his unwillingness in the bottom of his heart.

"Joke! I think the father must be old and confused. You look sick and ask you to discuss national affairs, and you have to be distracted to see if you have received some terrible stimulation. This is not for yourself. Do you suffer?: Are you all right?! Father, he must have been confused, so he forgot that the eighth prince is a bo, li, baby, baby!"

When talking about the "glass doll", Yu Wenjing purposely elongated the volume of his voice, with a twitching look, which made Yu Wenjun's right hand hidden in the long sleeves unconsciously clenched a little bit...

Now is not the time, he can't be impulsive, let alone ruin the next plan.

Yu Wenjun secretly reminded himself that after finally climbing to this position, he couldn't let so much hard work be wasted because of the trash in front of him!

After all... the old guy's suspicion of him still hasn't been dispelled, otherwise, he wouldn't have been summoned to the palace.

The one in front of him is just a clown, why should he be angry at his words? !

"Brother said that this king's body is indeed not suitable for entering the palace frequently. Unfortunately, we cannot disobey the emperor's orders."

Clenched his right hand into a fist and put it near his mouth, and coughed a few times, Yu Wenjun responded, his Qingjun voice was just like his whole person's impression to the outside world, warm and beautiful, with the appearance of a modest gentleman...

"Prince Jing, it's getting late, let's go in quickly. Otherwise, the emperor may blame us for being late."

One of the ministers said, with a hint of breaking through the siege in his voice.

Yu Wenjun turned his Qingrun eyes slightly to the minister who spoke, but the minister just watched the movement in the hall and did not pay attention to him.

"Long-winded! I want you to be troublesome!"

It was rare to be able to ridicule Yu Wenjun, and it was rare to see Yu Wenjun didn't resist at all, but he didn't want to be interrupted by "Cheng Yaojin" who came out halfway, Yu Wenjing glared at the The minister glanced at it, snorted coldly, and took the lead in striding towards the main hall with the servants behind him.

Seeing that the good show was over, the other ministers who joined in the fun didn't stay any longer, followed closely behind Yu Wenjing, and hurried towards the main hall.

In the blink of an eye, only Yu Wenjun and the minister were left in place.

"Guan Shangshu, thank you for your rescue just now. This king owes you a favor. In this way, if you need help from me in the future, I will definitely not refuse."

Taking a step forward slowly, Yu Wenjun said with a chuckle on his face, and there was an unpredictable look in his eyes with gentle eyes.

"Prince Jun, you don't need to be polite. This old man was already dissatisfied with Prince Jing. What he did just now was just a small effort. You don't need to take it to heart at all, and there is no need to feel that you owe this old man any favors."

The man with an upright face shook his hand and said, without much emotion on his face, but it made people feel that what he said was very sincere, without any feeling of hypocrisy and playing hard to get...

"Prince Jun, let's go too. The situation in Zichen Kingdom is a bit turbulent, and the emperor is not in a good mood recently."

After thinking about it, Guan Zhizhang still opened his mouth to remind him, no matter what he said, he felt that Yu Wenjun was more like a prince than Yu Wenjing, rather than a street ruffian!

"Guan Shangshu, let me make you a promise! In the future, you can ask me to fulfill it, no matter what time you want."

Yu Wenjun called out to Guan Zhizhang who was about to move forward, and the depths of his warm eyes added a bit of seriousness and earnestness.

"...If Prince Jun insists, then fine."

Guan Zhizhang nodded, in fact, he didn't really take Yu Wenjun's words to heart, turned around and hurried towards the direction of the main hall ahead of time!
Looking at Guan Zhizhang's upright and straight back, Yu Wenjun still stood where he was, as if he was still thinking about something...

"My lord, why did you make a promise to him?" Wouldn't this be very troublesome? !
After all, they still have a lot of things to deal with in the future, how can they have the time to make promises or not? !
"Haiyan, sometimes, you need to look at the details to know people."

Leaving behind such a sentence that made the servant behind him puzzled, Yu Wenjun smiled lightly, stretched out his hand to tidy up the folds of his clothes casually, then stepped forward and walked forward.

Only the boy was left standing there with a face of not knowing what was going on, scratching his head to figure out the deep meaning of Yu Wenjun's words...

Half a day, to no avail.

Well, the prince's thoughts are getting more and more unpredictable, and he, a simple-minded person, can't afford to hurt him!

And at this moment in the main hall, even the fine dust floating in the air carries an oppressive and heavy aura...

"Crack! I came here to see you pulling faces one by one?!"

(End of this chapter)