The Famous Detective of the Red Mansions

Seeing that there was no sound in the surroundings, the prince slowly scanned the surroundings, but saw that, except for a few people, the others either bowed their heads and retreated, or flattered.

Although he guessed that the other party had mostly misunderstood his intentions, the prince still gave birth to a state of being self-conscious, especially thinking that after he regained his glory today, he can sweep away the doubts and ridicules of the ruling and the opposition, and inherit with a flawless attitude. The imperial lineage, then established the true bloodline as the emperor heir, and his weak chest was pulled higher.

Until he admired the panic of the courtiers, the prince continued: "You don't need to worry too much, the big thing Gu said is actually..."

"Lord Zhongshun is here~!"

As he was talking, a long shout suddenly came from outside the door, and it was heard that King Zhongshun of the'hardcore royalist' suddenly arrived. Half of the people in the hall couldn't help but look out—there were those who were timid and even afraid of things. While looking around, he withdrew into the corner, for fear that a **** storm would follow.

At the moment when he was in high spirits, he was suddenly interrupted by someone, especially the King Zhongshun who had recently been at odds with him, and the prince's face suddenly became unhesitating.

Looking at the commotion in the next two times, the prince felt even more unhappy, so he didn't bother to do superficial effort and stood still in the hall until King Zhongshun walked into the hall under the guidance of Fu Cheng, which symbolically greeted forward. After two steps, the skin smiled and said without a smile:

"Uncle Emperor came by coincidence."

"I have seen His Royal Highness."

King Zhongshun was very dissatisfied when he saw his nephew being so arrogant, but the situation was stronger than that of others. Now the emperor could no longer harvest a lot. Although the **** in front of him was quite controversial, he was the only orthodox heir.

In addition, this time it was for the sake of being soft, so King Zhongshun suppressed his grievances and said with a serious face: "I heard that His Royal Highness is going to discuss the opening of the Spring Festival. Although the minister has never participated in the affairs of the court, the annual Spring and Autumn Festival has never been. I've been absent, thinking that maybe I can help His Royal Highness to beat the side drum and get a hand."

As he said, he gave a deep salute: "I hope your Highness will come here uninvited."

The prince who listened to these two "Chen" words was very relieved.

King Gein Chungshun was originally from the dragon and had meritorious service, and he was deeply trusted by the emperor. Even in front of the crown prince, he used to call himself “uncle” and “the king”, but now he is “creeping” in front of him. It was the prince who let out a bad breath.

At the moment, I have the intention to relax a few words, but I can think about it. I will become a certainty today. King Zhongshun will come over and say a few soft words at this moment. It is just icing on the cake. What is it to be praised?

Besides, he has been disrespectful to himself before, so how can he be spared with just a few soft words?

At the moment, he just smiled openly: "I don't need anything to beat the drums, but since King Zhongshun is here, he can also be a testimony to the side."

Following the trend, he changed his name to "Uncle Wang".

This hot face pressed against his cold ass, and the straight cheeks of King Zhongshun jumped up and down, just not knowing how to do it, and he didn't want the prince to turn around and return to the main seat, leaving him alone in the middle of the hall.

Feeling the strange gazes from two times, King Zhongshun wished he could not walk away from his sleeves, and from then on, he was not at the same level with the prince. Thinking about the current situation, he gritted his teeth to endure it, and walked silently to the left.

Unexpectedly, after a few steps, he suddenly heard the prince say: "It's useless to wait here, so let's go with the lonely to the back garden. Let's talk while walking on the road!"

With that, he walked out of the hall arrogantly.

King Zhongshun felt that blood was pouring up, his face was hot and hot, and his heart was raging. He suddenly thought: abandoning the contend for the concubine and helping the emperor's brother come to the throne. Is it wrong? !

"Lord?"

At this time, He Tiren stepped forward and called out, but it was to remind King Zhongshun to follow up quickly, otherwise it would be hard for everyone in the hall to pass him first. Wouldn't it be that he left the prince outside?

In this way, King Zhongshun started with a muddled head, and the others filed out behind him.

After going back and forth, King Zhongshun felt that there were always noisy people along the way, but he couldn't hear the words clearly because of the mixed feelings in his heart.

It wasn't until the team was stopped in front of a garden that he shook his head, and then found that the expressions of everyone around him had become very strange for some reason. Even He Tiren, who had always been inexperienced in joy and anger, had an old face covered in it. Full of inexplicable subtleties.

Furthermore, not far from his side, I don't know when there was a Taoist priest holding a whisk in his hand, and he was putting on a proud and independent face-thinking about it carefully, it seemed that the old miscellaneous hair was the only one who kept making noise.

"All ready?"

The prince blushed and asked excitedly.

The man kneeling in front raised his head and said with a smile: "It's all set, just wait for you and the listed adult to arrive, and the show will start."

King Zhongshun glanced sideways, but it was Jia Lian, the downturned son of the Rongguo Mansion. At this time,'he' drew his eyebrows carefully, pouting rouge, blushing, and embossing flowers, and his posture seemed to be incapable of self-loving Qiguan ( Jiang Yuhan).

Especially since he was originally an honorable man from the palace, even if there is really something inferior, he will be a little more complete in the eyes of others.

It's a pity, let the **** prince pick up the bargain.

When he was slandering himself, the prince broke into the garden anxiously, and King Zhongshun hurriedly followed behind.

Walking a few steps into the garden, we saw a row of weird houses in front of us-it was weird, but it wasn't that there was something wrong with the style, but the doors and windows were sealed from the outside and covered with thick layers Pellicle.