Xianjun is too bad: please get on the pirate ship

He wants to stand at the top of the desire for power, but not for his own enjoyment. He has great ambitions, and he wants to create an unprecedented peaceful and prosperous world.

Originally, this was just his dream, and it was just a matter of doing it at night. He is the youngest prince of the Zimo dynasty, and even if the emperor's seat takes turns, he will not be able to get his turn. Give everyone a fair chance.

This opportunity was like a kindling that ignited the prairie in his heart.Even if he has no power, power, and no one to support him, he still has to give it a go.

He knew they were going to pull Nie Qianqiu, but he didn't want to please him. He didn't expect Nie Qianqiu to send a secret post himself. Naturally, he was ecstatic, but he had a sense of propriety and knew that he couldn't show it too clearly, so he was cold After a few days, Fang arranged to meet tonight.

He came to this teahouse early, and while waiting, he felt a little apprehensive, fearing that Nie Qianqiu would repent and would not come. It was not that he could not trust Nie Qianqiu's character, but compared with other candidates for the new monarch, his disadvantage as the fourteenth young prince was immediately apparent. .

Nie Qianqiu came as promised, and brought a woman who claimed to be a businessman. The businessman is rich, and Nie Qianqiu has military power. He got two treasures at once, and the excitement in his heart can be imagined.

Zi Yibai smiled slightly: "Madam Mengyun, you are welcome."

At the age of 17, in Han Mengxiao's last life, he should have been a sunny boy in school, but Zi Yibai in front of him had grown into a mature man with big plans.Han Mengxiao sighed in his heart, took the tea bowl in front of him, took a sip of the fragrant tea inside, and praised: "Good tea."

"Madam understands the tea ceremony?" Zi Yibai asked interestedly when he heard Han Mengxiao praising tea.

Han Mengxiao fake coughed twice, honestly said: "I don't understand," seeing Zi Yibai's questioning eyes, said again: "Look for a topic, find a topic, hehe."

"Madam is very humorous." Zi Yibai smiled gently, and the way he smiled was somewhat similar to Yue Wugou's, which stunned Han Mengxiao for a moment.

"Talk about the matter. If it's settled, I'll pay for it." After the politeness was over, Han Mengxiao stood up, ready to run away.

"Mrs. Mengyun," Nie Qianqiu called to stop her, and reminded: "Then you should tell Prince Bai how much you can afford."

Han Mengxiao glanced at Nie Qianqiu through the curtain, why didn't she know before that this General Nie, a 60-year-old man, is still like this?Isn't he pretending to be confused with his understanding?

He said coolly: "As much as the lord wants, I will give as much as the lord wants. If the lord opens his mouth, the lady will give."

Zi Yibai's body trembled in vain, his tone was probably a little too arrogant, as far as his information was concerned, there were only a few wealthy people in Zimoxuan Country, so could it be that Mrs. Mengyun is a dark house?After pondering in his heart, he asked, "Why did Madam help me?"

Is there any reason to give money?Han Mengxiao rolled her eyes under the white gauze, can I tell you because you are the future emperor of the world?cannot!After thinking about it, she smiled softly: "My wife has taken a fancy to you, do you believe it?"

"Don't believe me?" Zi Yibai shook his head decisively.

"That's right," Han Mengxiao nodded solemnly: "So, the secret must not be leaked! When the time comes, you will naturally know, understand?"

"This... I don't understand." Zi Yibai shook his head decisively again.

"Then you don't understand! My wife is hungry, and I want to go home for dinner, see you later!" Han Mengxiao said, and pushed the door to go out.