Boom!

He got a kick on the butt.

Zhao Dan grinned in pain, but a smile spread across his face.

Your Majesty didn't use any strength. It seemed that he was no longer angry with him.

"Zhao Dan, the last mission to monitor the Nanyue Kingdom was not done well. This time, you personally run an errand for me. If you can't do it well, don't come back."

ah?

Zhao Dan, who was rubbing his buttocks, was dumbfounded.

"Your Majesty, this old slave is your personal attendant. If I don't come back, I will have to die."

"Then you go die."

Xiao Shuo is middle-aged but still has the heroic spirit of a young man on his face, without any intention of joking.

I buried my head and started writing a reply to Zhang Junyuan.

This frightened Zhao Dan so much that he quickly got up and looked towards the silk.

After reading the above content, Zhao Dan's mouth twitched fiercely.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor of South Vietnam is still alive, and what you did...is transgressing."

Being thankless will also cause trouble for the South Vietnamese prince.

Precisely because His Majesty, who is usually wise and wise, would get into chaos when encountering the siblings, he deliberately did not report the situation in Jinling and secretly sent people to hand over the situation, thinking of bringing the siblings back and settling them quietly.

A tiger's poison cannot eat its seeds. He really didn't expect that the Emperor of South Vietnam would cheat his own son.

"Young boys from Junlin have all become the crown prince of Nanyue. If you are alone, sooner or later, let this bastard kid give the throne to this young boy from Junlin. How can you still be arrogant? If it weren't for Sister Mo Qing's last words before her death, why do you think that Nanyue is a weak country, so why can you still fight in Western Chu?

How can we survive between the Northern Qi Dynasty and Northern Qi Dynasty?"

The overlord's domineering power is revealed, and no one dares to compete with him.

The heroic Empress Mo flashed before Zhao Dan's eyes, stabbing through the assassin who was chasing him and His Majesty with one sword. There was really no way to repay the favor of saving lives and the country.

"Your Majesty, this old slave is leaving."

Although it was a big deal for an eighth-level warrior to leave the country, he believed that His Majesty would find a good reason for him.

Let him go and help the two highnesses with peace of mind.

Boom!

Zhao Dan received another kick on the butt.

Xiao Shuo, who was holding a dripping brush, cursed angrily: "Are you rushing to reincarnate? I haven't finished writing my reply yet."

"..."

Zhao Dan saw the three pieces of silk covered with writing and covered his face with his sleeves.

Your Majesty, the words you usually say to the queen and concubines in a year are not as much as what you write in your letters.

"You can also bring a hundred elite warriors of level 5 and above as bodyguards, the same orphans that Gu Ping usually adopted, and send them to the Junlin boy."

"Your Majesty, those are not reserved for His Highness the Crown Prince..."

"Didn't you give him the remaining half? This ancestral inheritance has been left to him. Who has any objection to sending a hundred elite soldiers to the Junlin boys?"

without.

The grace of saving the country.

No matter how much you give, no one dares to object.

"As well as the new batch of fine steel and fine iron coming out of Jinzhong, we will also send a hundred carts over."

"..."

"Grain... Jinling has a lot of grain, but I'm afraid Zhang Chengqian will take away all those bastard cakes, which will cost him 100,000 dan."

"..."

"I can't think of anything else to bring at the moment, that's all."

Xiao Shuo put down his brush, dried the ink on the silk, and then added another sentence.

"If you think of it when you are alone, I will send someone to catch up with you with something."

So should I hurry up and rush to Jinling, or should I wait for those who come later?

Zhao Dan sighed secretly and reminded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, please think about how you will explain to the civil and military officials tomorrow morning as soon as possible."

"Explain? South Vietnam is a neighbor of Northern Qi and borders Western Chu. Northern Qi and Western Chu are separated by a big river, but there are insufficient naval forces. As long as they have permanent friendship with South Vietnam, they can use the road to attack. Isn't that what the late emperor said?

"

Zhao Dan thought that the late emperor said this back then because he wanted to make good friends openly and secretly capture all of South Vietnam.

You have to pay back what you borrow, and it is more practical to use your own.

This is the truth that the late emperor wanted to express most.

It was only the unexpected encounter with Queen Mo that turned the relationship into non-aggression.

Zhao Dan didn't want to discuss this matter anymore, lest the late emperor crawl out of the imperial mausoleum to settle accounts with his majesty.

"Your Majesty just decides. If there is nothing else, the old slave will leave?"

"Let's go, let's go. You can come back when Xi Chu and Da Lei are fighting and have no time to pay attention to South Vietnam."

Xi Chu did not grab the military rations, and it would take three or four months to wait for the rice to be collected into the granary.

In addition to the delays on the road, wouldn't it mean that he would have to go for a year and a half?

Phew!

Zhao Dan knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Xiao Shuo firmly.

"Your Majesty, this old slave has lived for most of his life. This is the first time he has been away from Your Majesty for so long. I hope Your Majesty will take good care of himself."

"knew."

"His Majesty……"

"The Emperor of Chu has a small belly and the Xiang family is difficult to deal with. It is the Junlin boy who is going to die, not the orphan. Go to Jinling quickly to protect him."

"promise!"

Zhao Dan wiped his heated eyes and turned back three times to leave the Government Hall.

As soon as I went out, I saw the prince in rich clothes walking forward.

"Mr. Zhao, are you busy, father?"

"Reporting to His Majesty the Crown Prince, Your Majesty is tired of dealing with political affairs and has taken a rest. Your Majesty, please come back another day."

Zhao Dan looked at his sword-shaped brows and starry eyes. His Majesty, the Crown Prince, has inherited the handsome appearance of the Feng Shen, but has been at the peak of the fifth level of a warrior for three years.

I was worried that His Royal Highness would be compared with His Majesty and suffer a blow when he entered.

Xiao Qian, the prince of the Northern Qi Dynasty, raised his eyes and looked towards the direction of the palace. He saw a corner of his father's robe flying, but he didn't say anything about it.

He knew that although his father made him the prince, he did not like having him around because he was his legitimate son.

He was also happy and relaxed.

Xiao Qian turned around and was about to leave when Xiao Shuo's roar came from the hall.

"Prince! Have you become proficient in the boxing skills you have learned? Are you just wandering around in front of the palace?"

"Come on, let me take the exam and test you!"

broken!

Zhao Dan cast a self-seeking look at the prince, quickly took the silk and wrote back, and trotted away.

Xiao Qian glanced deeply at the messenger guard who was following Zhao Dan.

"They are from Nanyue. No wonder my father is so angry today. I wonder what kind of abuse the siblings received in the Nanyue Palace and whether they are dead or not."

So what if my father loves me?

Isn’t he a piece of trash whose father doesn’t love his mother?

Xiao Qian showed a gloating expression and walked into the hall with confident steps.

Not long after.

There were screams like slaughtering pigs, and Xiao Shuo's scoldings.

"As the prince of the Northern Qi Dynasty, if you can't rule the country with letters, you should rule the world with force!"

"The Prince of Xi Chu is a sixth-level high-level literary cultivator, and the Prince of Da Lei is a seventh-level middle-level warrior. Even the boy from Junlin is not only the prince of Nanyue now, but also a sixth-level peak warrior who can defeat Xiang Hong. Xiao Qian, if you don't

If you try hard enough, they will fall behind and become the one who gets beaten!"

What?!
To be continued...