Ouchi Taming the Cat, starting with the Ten Tiger Forms!

Chapter 421 Undercurrent
The third prince's sudden declaration stunned the audience in the stands.

"what happened?"

"Is the Third Prince joking again?"

They didn't understand why the third prince suddenly stopped playing when the game was going well.

But remembering that he had dedicated himself twice to bring laughter to everyone, everyone thought it was the third prince who was creating another show.

But this time, more people in the stands noticed something was wrong.

The third prince's crotch suddenly bulged. It was not like this at first, and it was obviously not due to some innate factor.

In that case, the only possibility is...

"vomit--"

Someone suddenly retched in the stands, as if it had triggered a chain reaction, and similar sounds echoed one after another in the stands.

Zhao Feng was scolded by the third prince, but he felt happy.

Zhao Feng's eyes flashed coldly.

Zhao Feng thought happily.

"Yes, yes, I abstain, I won't play anymore!"

Thinking of that possibility, the third prince sincerely hoped that everything happening in front of him was a dream.

"No way, this..."

As the saying goes, yellow mud falls off the crotch, but it is hard to explain.

Zhao Feng listened to the third prince shouting on the sidelines. He tried his best to hold back his laughter, put on a straight face, and asked seriously:
"Your Highness, Third Prince, are you giving up the game?"

Whenever he made a fool of himself before, Zhao Feng would always arrive immediately, but would not come to his rescue, and would only care about his bad score.

But looking at his gloating eyes, he didn't sympathize with the current third prince at all.

He could already feel that his pants were slowly falling down, and he could no longer bear the drag of the filth.

"Put me down quickly!"

"Don't you understand abstention?"

In such an atmosphere, even those who supported the third prince could not help but waver.

As such sounds continued, even the most belated people understood what was going on.

"It is truly a blessing from heaven."

The third prince was humiliated today because Emperor Yongyuan was beating the Zhao family and other aristocratic families who were just sitting on the sidelines.

In today's game, if Li Xuan hadn't fueled the situation, the third prince really wouldn't have been so embarrassed.

"vomit--"

Zhao Feng confirmed repeatedly.

"Old slave, are you deaf?"

"You should understand by now that the Zhao family is the Zhao family of Daxing, and there will never be the Zhao family of Daxing!"

Seeing the third prince blushing with anxiety, Zhao Feng was already laughing in his heart.

The third prince said hurriedly.

"Your Majesty, this old servant did a good job, didn't he?"

The third prince in front of him was just pushed out to take the blame.

While Zhao Feng was appreciating the credit for himself in his heart, he also did not forget to take another look at Li Xuan who was hiding behind Princess Ankang on the other side of the field.

The imperial power was in turmoil, and it was exactly when these aristocratic families were needed to help, but each one of them had selfish motives and only cared about protecting themselves, without any sense of national justice.

If he loses his temper for a while longer, the third prince's future will be cut off by him without anyone else's help.

Originally, Zhao Feng only designed the third prince to use Qi to commit fouls in public, leaving everyone with an image of being unscrupulous and eager for quick success.

"Your Highness, Third Prince, if you abstain, you will lose this game."

Then they looked at the third prince's bulging crotch, which triggered their thoughts.

He's even clownier than a clown!
"Abstain!"

But the sticky and moist feeling didn't allow him to feel the slightest bit lucky.

Now, with the help of Li Xuan, the third prince has been directly established as a fool who shot himself in the foot.

What's more, the thing inside the third prince's crotch is really not yellow mud.

Whether to be loyal ministers and good generals, or to be rebellious ministers and traitors, Emperor Yongyuan only gave them two choices.

The continuous humiliation, coupled with the attention of the entire Daxing aristocracy, caused the third prince to break his guard and lose his mind. He directly cursed Zhao Feng and could no longer maintain the so-called princely demeanor.

"What a Xuan, what a Xuan!"

How could a young man like him take on important national affairs?

If he delays it any longer, he won't be able to keep his pants, and he will still be exposed to the public eye, making him look embarrassed.

There is no other possibility.

Therefore, few people in the Tai Chi Palace could laugh when they saw the embarrassment of the third prince on the Cuju court.

Of course, there are exceptions.

"Hahaha, Lao Zhao."

"His Royal Highness, the Third Prince, is worthy of having trained with you in the military for many years. He already has a lot of your style."

Hu Guogong Qin Zongyong was as fierce as he was on the battlefield when he scolded others.

"roll!"

Zhao Dinghai roared in anger, but Qin Zongyong happily drank two more glasses of wine.

"Fun and interesting."

"Your Majesty, today's Cuju competition is really exciting!"

Qin Zongyong toasted a glass of wine and said with sincere emotion.

Emperor Yongyuan glanced at Hu Guogong with a smile in his eyes, but still tried his best to keep a straight face.

After all, the one being humiliated on the field is also his kind, so he can't go too far and has to show the proper attitude.

At this time, the third prince in the Cuju field was driven crazy by Zhao Feng.

"You finally advanced to the semi-finals, are you really willing to do so?"

Zhao Fengqing asked sincerely, seeming to feel sorry for the third prince.

"Abstain, I said I gave up, what else do you want from me?"

"What are you two good-for-nothings still doing there? Get me down quickly!"

The third prince's pants had been pulled down, exposing half of his buttocks.

In the stands, many people hid their faces, afraid and unable to bear to watch this scene.

"Your Highness, please wait a moment, we will help you come down right now."

The two eunuchs below almost cried.

They never expected that just accompanying the third prince to a Cuju competition would lead to such a disaster.

Zhao Feng watched silently from the sidelines as the third prince ordered his eunuchs angrily.

He turned around and looked around. Seeing that the fire was almost done, he lightly slapped his hand in the direction of the third prince.

The third prince passed through Feng Liuyan's ass and was suddenly pushed hard, pushing him out and hitting him straight to the ground, making him very embarrassed.

The third prince stuck his buttocks out with a look of disbelief on his face.

Although he fell from a high place, he was not injured due to his physical fitness as a sixth-grade warrior.

Just from being pushed like that just now, his butt was already covered in smear.

He is no longer clean.

"Your Highness, Your Highness..."

"Are you okay?"

Just now, the eunuchs and eunuchs were climbing up the goal, but the third prince suddenly fell down and no one of them could catch it.

The third prince could no longer curse, so he just said calmly:
"Hel me back."

"Good good..."

The eunuch who was serving at the palace didn't dare to say anything more. He just followed the third prince's order and took him out of here.

But at this moment, Zhao Feng's voice came from behind.

"Your Highness, Third Prince, once you leave the stadium, you will never have a chance to regret it."

"You must think about it carefully."

These words made the two eunuchs who were supporting the third prince silently stop and wait to see what their master would decide.

The third prince closed his eyes tightly in pain, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"Let's go!" He gritted his teeth and spat out this word, which shocked the two eunuchs who were waiting at the door and trembled all over. They no longer dared to stay in this Cuju field.

As the third prince abstained from the game, the eunuchs in colorful clothes on the sidelines no longer stopped the third prince's attendants.

The third prince's attendants quickly gathered around him, blocking the view of the outside world, and then left in a panic.

The embarrassment was to such an extent that even the Eighth Prince couldn't even speak sarcastically, and even felt a little sad.

"I'm not going to get the shit kicked out of me too, right?"

The eighth prince muttered worriedly.

As a result, the fifth prince and others heard it.

Princess Yuanan said seriously:
"Laoba, this is not necessarily the case."

"Although Princess Ankang is kind-hearted, Ah Xuan is upright and will definitely not let anything slip during the competition."

"In my opinion..."

After Princess Yuan'an finished speaking, she looked at the Eighth Prince carefully, sighed and said:

"You'd better ask someone to prepare some more pairs of pants for you."

The fifth prince couldn't help but chuckle after hearing this.

At this time, he felt that being eliminated early yesterday was not a bad thing.

If he were as disgraced as the third prince, he would have hanged himself on a tree and committed suicide.

"If this is recorded in history, tsk tsk tsk..."

The fifth prince felt frightened.

Hearing the threats from the evil-minded guys around him, the Eighth Prince felt his mouth go dry for a while.

He silently turned his gaze to the eldest prince in the distance, and found that the hand holding the tea was unsteady and trembling slightly.

The fourth prince and sixth princess beside the eldest prince were silent for a while, but silently cast worried eyes on the eldest prince.

It seemed that the eldest prince was also frightened by this game.

And as the third prince abandoned the game and left the field, today's first Cuju game also ended in such an anticlimactic manner.

The game hadn't even finished the first half before Zhao Feng announced Princess Ankang's victory.

"Since His Royal Highness the Third Prince gave up the competition, His Royal Highness the Thirteenth Princess automatically won and advanced to the finals."

Zhao Feng announced loudly to the audience.

Applause and sporadic cheers gradually erupted from the stands.

Although the scene when the third prince was eliminated was too shocking, it still failed to make everyone forget Princess Ankang's previous outstanding performance.

Her skills made everyone realize that this was still a Cuju game, not a barbaric sport.

Although Princess Ankang was promoted in a confused way, she was still very happy.

She dragged Li Xuan and Yu'er to the sidelines and waved to the audience, thanking them for their applause and support.

At this time, everyone could see the appearance of the three little ones more clearly.

Especially Princess Ankang and Li Xuan left a very deep impression on everyone.

After today, I am afraid that no one in the aristocratic class of Daxing will know Princess Ankang anymore.

And many people also cast curious eyes on Li Xuan.

Everyone is curious as to why this kitten, who stands just above the height of an average person's knees, has so much strength.

A small body contains a lot of power.

This can't help but arouse the curiosity of many people.

In Tai Chi Palace, Zhao Dinghai stood up again to apologize.

Emperor Yongyuan praised the third prince for his beginning and end, but he surrendered, which made his grandfather really feel like he was on pins and needles.

"Your Majesty, we cannot absolve ourselves of the blame for our inability to discipline our subordinates!"

"Please punish me, Your Majesty."

Zhao Dinghai didn't even know what to say.

Emperor Yongyuan had a calm face, making it difficult to guess what he was thinking now.

But contrary to everyone's expectations, Emperor Yongyuan just waved his hand and said casually:
"never mind."

Zhao Dinghai's brows furrowed deeper and he suddenly became nervous.

"If he doesn't live up to his expectations, who can he blame?"

"Zhao Qing doesn't have to take everything on himself. If you can't teach him to leave the palace early, he can just be a free prince."

Emperor Yongyuan's casual words made Zhao Dinghai's heart tremble.

Others smiled slightly and gloated.

Emperor Yongyuan rarely mentioned his children in public.

After all, if you mention it, you can't avoid the most dazzling second princess.

But today, Emperor Yongyuan went out of his way and not only made a comment about the third prince, but now also made specific remarks about the future of the third prince.

The third prince's competitiveness for the throne is not great. Not to mention the two formidable enemies in front of him, there is also the eighth prince behind him who has taken away a lot of support from the distinguished party.

But relying on the Zhao family and their own efforts, there is still a glimmer of hope.

But now Emperor Yongyuan actually wants to eliminate the third prince from the competition early.

How could Zhao Dinghai, who had worked hard for many years, accept this?

He immediately asked Emperor Yongyuan in disbelief:

"Your Majesty, it's just a Cuju competition, so why bother..."

“Seeing the big from the small.”

Emperor Yongyuan replied coldly.

"And whether it can be taught depends on Zhan'er himself."

"Zhao Qing doesn't need to care so much to cause chaos."

Emperor Yongyuan smiled slightly, and his originally cold tone was also relaxed, making people unpredictable.

"Yes Yes……"

"If a minor minister cares about something, it will lead to chaos."

Zhao Dinghai responded repeatedly.

Emperor Yongyuan didn't care anymore and raised his hand to let Zhao Dinghai sit back in his seat.

At this time, King Zheng, who had been watching the game carefully, couldn't help but look back at Zhao Dinghai and Emperor Yongyuan, with the smile still on his face.

Seeing that the atmosphere in Tai Chi Palace was dull, King Zheng spoke naturally and said:
"Your Majesty, the previous games were really exciting. I really didn't expect Princess Ankang to have such skills. It's really admirable."

Emperor Yongyuan raised his eyebrows and said with some surprise: "It's rare that the emperor still remembers Ankang's name."

King Zheng smiled and shook his head, and then said in a matter-of-fact tone:
"Haha, this is natural."

"Princess Ankang is exactly the same as her mother-in-law. How can anyone who has met Concubine Xiao fail to recognize whose child Princess Ankang is."

As soon as these words came out, a cold light suddenly flashed in Emperor Yongyuan's eyes.

Others lowered their heads and looked at the dishes in front of them seriously.

How could they, the ministers, not know what happened back then.

They even heard about Concubine Xiao's death last winter.

No one dared to reveal Emperor Yongyuan's scars, except Prince Zheng, the emperor's uncle.

Just a simple Cuju competition made the relationship between the two even more tense.

It is also difficult for ministers like them to be caught in the middle.

Emperor Yongyuan quickly changed his gaze and looked at Princess Ankang who was thanking the audience on the Cuju field. He smiled and said:

"Uncle Huang makes sense."

"Ankang is Concubine Xiao's child, so naturally he is most like her."

Emperor Yongyuan said to King Zheng meaningfully.

Prince Zheng also smiled and turned to look at Princess Ankang.

Empress Wu also raised her gaze rarely and took a serious look at Princess Ankang for the first time.

But after a few glances, Empress Wu lowered her gaze again, and came to a different conclusion than the two of them.

"Except for her eyes, how does she look like her?"

On the Cuju court, Li Xuanruo felt something and turned his head to look in the direction of Tai Chi Palace. Although he could see the figures in Tai Chi Palace, he could not hear their conversation.

"What are you looking at?"

(End of this chapter)