When he heard Xiong Zidu shouting like this, he said "Oh", then turned around and followed Xiong Zidu out. He looked a little stupid, as if he didn't even remember who gave him the title of Imperial Master. He only remembered who gave him the title of National Preceptor.

He wants the seal.

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In almost any country, this is a dangerous statement that needs to be nipped in the bud.

The military and political power seized control of him, but the Emperor of Chu, who had never allowed anyone to covet him, did not say a word about it today.

"That's right!" The moment he walked out of the hall, Xiong Zidu turned back and shouted loudly with a smile across the hall door: "Ninth brother and I have a very close relationship. Father, son, how about taking him back to the palace to play?

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Now he is no longer standing in the Huangji Palace, and can call him daddy again.

Xiong Yinggeng, the Ninth Prince of Dachu, was shocked at this moment! Then he realized that he knelt down with the prince, but forgot to stand up with the prince. At this time, he felt that his legs were weak.

What does the prince want to do?

Calculate the general ledger after autumn?

He looked at Lord Dan almost begging, hoping that his father would take care of it.

But all I heard was His Majesty Dan's voice: "Go."

Go for it!

There wasn’t even a meaningful warning, just “Go!”

Where did this partiality go?!

Xiong Yinggeng felt annoyed at this time——

Let's see what the prince can do to him!

One son was bullied to death by another son. Can the wise and mighty Emperor really have peace of mind?

"Prince, wait a minute!" He craned his neck and looked at Dan Majesty, but he still couldn't meet that gaze: "My brother, follow me right now!"

Then he stood up and strode out of the hall angrily.

I walked too fast and almost tripped at the entrance of the temple.

Xiong Zidu smiled and reached out to help him: "My ninth brother, what's wrong with you? It's better to let my brother help you."

"No need to bother!" Xiong Yinggeng threw his hand away violently!

Xiong Zidu retracted his hand without changing his smile: "Well, good brother, you can keep up."

As he spoke, he stepped over him and strode forward.

Master Fanjue looked at him curiously and followed Xiong Zidu away.

Xiong Yinggeng almost gritted his teeth and climbed up on his own, hanging far behind the two of them.

The majestic royal road in front of Huangji Palace is now the longest torture journey in the world.

Two men in prison uniforms walked in front, and a man in a Chinese robe followed behind. It was not known who was escorting whom.

In this way, we arrived in front of the carriage representing Tai'an Palace——

Eight Pegasus horses pull a luxurious chariot shaped like a flying horn. The carvings are handmade by masters, with large-scale paintings of flowers and birds.

Standard princely courtesy.

Father has prepared everything for him!

Xiong Yinggeng looked sad, his feet became heavier and his teeth clenched tighter.

The prince got on the carriage, turned around, smiled and stretched out his hand to pull: "Ninth brother, come here."

However, Xiong Yinggeng did not extend his hand and said firmly: "My brother dare not exceed the courtesy. Prince, please get in the car first."

"Good brother, you are always so particular!" Xiong Zidu laughed and got into the carriage by himself.

Xiong Yinggeng failed to climb up and almost fell down again.

This Prince's car looks huge from the outside, but once you get inside, you can't see the sky. It's like a moving palace!

Xiong Zidu casually found a seat and sat down, then opened the cabinet and took out a bottle of wine.

Of course Brahmacharya sat next to him.

"Have a drink?" Xiong Zidu asked.

Fan Shijue shook his head: "Monks don't drink."

Xiong Zidu smiled and said: "You are now the Great Master of Chu. You decide the rules for monks and couples."

Master Brahma said: "My master won't let me drink."

Xiong Zidu then said nothing.

Xiong Yinggeng entered the carriage and glanced at Xiong Zidu. Instead, he was not as respectful as outsiders. He had the attitude of a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water: "I am the one who said bad things about you in front of my father. I fabricated the idea of ​​'The Rabbit Hunter Lord of the East Palace'."

'I am the one who made the prophecy, and I have done many things - after all, what do you want to do to me?"

"Ninth brother, are you too worried!" Xiong Zidu smiled: "What you said is the truth, what will I do to you? I am not the Lord of the East Palace anymore? You are called foresight!"

"Don't play yin and yang with me, hide needles in cotton wool! I won't take this!" Xiong Yinggeng became more aggressive now: "Yes, I can't compete with you, you are great, I lost. I have nothing to say, that's all I do

There are hundreds of pounds of meat here. If you want to kill or cut into pieces, it’s up to you!"

Xiong Zidu smiled happily: "You are still the same as when you were a child. You have a tough mouth and a stubborn temper."

Let go of one thought and see everything away.

Xiong Yinggeng seemed more and more at ease, and found a seat to sit down. He squinted his eyes and said, "My good brother, if I win, I will judge you the same way."

Xiong Zidu looked at him and said leisurely: "An extraordinary monk, who is divinely enlightened and possesses countless secrets of the royal family, actually tripped over himself twice - Ninth Brother, don't you think it's strange?"

Xiong Yinggeng froze there.

It is not incomprehensible for an extraordinary monk with divine knowledge to stumble. Being sealed, suppressed and bound, there are too many possibilities.

But he was not surprised by this strange thing, which is indeed very strange!

Even...horrifying!

Xiong Zidu shook the jug, listened to the sound of wine, and said slowly: "You seem to have forgotten that you have power. You don't even know when I took it away. Your power is like your power.

Wealth and honor are all rootless. Ying Geng."

thump!

Xiong Yinggeng suddenly knelt on the ground, and was so frightened that tears burst out from his eyes: "Brother! Ying Geng knew he was wrong! Please forgive Ying Geng this time!"

Xiong Zidu unscrewed the wine seal and began to pour the wine slowly: "You should be punished if you do something wrong. How do you think I should punish you as a brother?"

Xiong Yinggeng knelt in front of Xiong Zidu and raised his head: "I will punish you as my brother says. If you want to kill or behead me, Ying Geng will never complain!"

"Then -" Xiong Zidu smiled and put down the wine bottle: "One drink as a penalty."

Xiong Yinggeng was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that the emperor had given up drinking a long time ago.

Only then did I realize that this glass of wine was poured for me!

He held the glass of wine in both hands and drank it all. He showed Xiong Zidu the bottom of the glass flatteringly: "Brother, look, you drank it all!"

"Ninth brother, you have a good drinker." Xiong Zidu smiled and patted his shoulder.

At this moment, Xiong Yinggeng felt that his power had returned.

Such a miraculous method, the extraordinary power that was lost and recovered... completely destroyed his defenses.

He threw away the wine glass, hugged Xiong Zidu's calf, and burst into tears. "Brother, my brother is confused!!!"

"Hey, what are you doing?" Xiong Zidu supported him, wiped away his tears carefully, and helped him sit next to him: "We haven't seen each other for so many years, please don't get angry with me."

This is a very disrespectful sentence - in the future when my brother sits in a big position, won't you brothers be allowed to help govern the world? How can I trust outsiders?"

"From now on, my brother, I will only obey the prince!" Xiong Yinggeng stopped crying, raised his hands and swore: "If you dare to be disloyal to the prince, I will order Ying Geng to be quartered on five horses, and you will not die a good death!"

Xiong Zidu held his hand: "I don't want you to die badly, I want you to live well. Ninth brother, our family and country are forever, how can we not have the surname Xiong? Among the several brothers and sisters, I have always been the most optimistic about you.

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Xiong Yinggeng was full of ambition for a moment: "My brother, I must do my best to live up to the prince's trust!"

Xiong Zidu smiled, suddenly remembered something, and said: "By the way, Ninth Brother, I heard that there is a cassock in Xinyang Bo's Mansion, which seems to be left by some Zen master Ku Xing...is it true or not?"

Xinyang Bo Wu Shoujing was Xiong Yinggeng's grandfather and the biological father of Concubine Wu in the palace.

"It seems there is one?" Xiong Yinggeng was not sure, but his attitude was very clear: "If it is useful to the emperor brother, I will get it immediately!"

Xiong Zidu smiled: "It's useless for you to keep this cassock. My brother has been studying Buddhism during this period, but he has some interest - if it is convenient, you can get it for me."

"Of course." He dusted off his clothes easily: "It's not a good thing for the royal family to be close to the Buddha. Ninth brother, don't learn from it."

"My brother knows!" Xiong Yinggeng nodded vigorously: "Before sunset, this cassock will be delivered to the crown prince's womb. I guarantee that no one will know about it. If the mother and concubine ask, my brother will say that he wants to use it!

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Chapter completed!