Dajing Sun and Moon

Chapter 154
In Jinyang City, inside the majestic palace, there is both inside and outside.

The prince of Jin squinted at the young man in front of him, suddenly grinned, and slammed him on the shoulder fiercely, "What are you thinking, you and I are of the same blood, we share weal and woe, honor and disgrace, how can we stand on the inner wall? "

Xia Houchun smiled, "What my brother said is true, but it's my little brother's heart."

The dignified atmosphere eased, and the trace of hostility floating around gradually dissipated.

Xia Houchun turned a deaf ear to it, and walked into the living room talking and laughing with Xia Houmo.

But there are winding corridors, verandahs and pavilions, the pool is full of water, ducks are playing, and feathers are swimming.

Hundreds of flowers compete for splendor, rare birds and goose necks stand upright, elegant and proud, and there are zither strings and fairy songs floating between buildings and houses, lingering in the ears, endlessly.

Leaping over the purple belt and red scarf, a graceful and graceful woman danced gracefully, her movements were so smooth and flowing, it was so soul-stirring that Murong and the others blushed.

Xia Houchun stroked his palms and praised, "Songs and dances, my brother can be said to have fully interpreted the true meaning of 'Merry'."

His Highness Shizi stood with his hands behind his back, with an indifferent smile, and said softly: "Mu Xiuxiu is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. Since you and I were born in the noble family, we know that everything cannot be hidden."

Xia Houchun smiled slightly, glanced sideways at him, and smiled.

What a wicked person.

It's fine to talk about rebellion in front of the young master. After all, Xia Houchun is not a good guy, but my rebellion is our family's business. What is it for you, a "son of the Jin Dynasty" to get involved?
What about competing for family property?
Heh, borrowing soldiers, you don't really think I'm stupid, do you?

These thoughts flashed through his mind, and he asked with a smile: "By the way, I have been in the mansion for so long, and I haven't yet met Uncle Wang."

After Xia Houmo took a deep look at Xia Houchun, he nodded and said, "Father is waiting for His Royal Highness in the study."

After discussing the personal relationship, it's official business.

Xia Houchun smiled and said, "Brother Wang, please lead the way."

Half a quarter of an hour later, under the leadership of Xia Houmo, several people passed through the strict protection of the guards and saw the new king again.

Before entering the study, Xia Houmo turned his head and apologized to Murong Yan and the others: "Please wait a moment."

Murong Yan, Shen Guangyin and the others didn't care, but Tian Xin snorted softly, "Why, are you afraid that I will reveal your conspiracy?"

After Xia Houmo looked Tianxin up and down for a few times, he said with a smile, "If the Wuqing Dao lineage hadn't been high-minded, it wouldn't have fallen to this point."

Tianxin's face turned cold, and he was about to have an attack.

Immediately, several astonishing auras appeared around her, instantly locking her in.

Tianxin's expression froze, and after a cold snort, he died down.

The situation is not as good as others, so I have to bow my head.

Xiahoumo stretched out his hand to invite, "Please!"

"Thank you."

After thanking him, Xia Houchun stepped into the study with his robe on.

As soon as Fang entered the room, a dense fragrance permeated the tip of his nose.

Xia Houchun is silent, a mixture of medicinal fragrance and sandalwood.

Sandalwood is easy to understand, calm and calm.

As for the medicinal fragrance, it is intriguing.

It is rumored that the old prince Xia Hourong has been ill for a long time, and Shen Ke will never return, but now it seems that it is not a lie.

There was a glimmer of light in his eyes, it seemed that the new prince's 'hereditary replacement' was more sudden than the rumors said.

He said silently in his heart, a new generation sends an old one away, but it is a new peach for an old talisman.

In the study room, pens, inks, papers and inkstones were all in place. Xia Hourong, who had already changed into a brocade robe, said without raising his head, "Go down, I will have a chat with His Highness alone."

Xiahoumo respectfully withdrew.

With a creak, the door was closed tightly, the snow outside the house was getting darker, and the atmosphere in the room was slightly condensed.

The new king didn't speak, so Xia Houchun remained silent.

He watched the opponent's hand twirling the wolf's hair, and slapping Fang Qiu on the rice paper of a ruler, slamming it vertically and horizontally, quite like a silver hook painted on iron.

After a while, put down the pen.

He breathed out lightly, and a trace of satisfaction flashed across his eyes.

Glancing at Xia Houchun, he seemed to have a strange look, "Why, don't you want to say hello?"

An abrupt voice sounded, and Xia Houchun raised his eyes.

A middle-aged face came into view. He was five points similar to Emperor Jing, but he didn't have the supreme temperament that looked down on Jiuzhou.

However, the princely aura lingers all over his body, and with the blessing of Xuanmen cultivation base, the thick majesty slowly spreads out, which is no less than that of an emperor.

Xia Houchun's face did not change, not to mention the air of a prince and general, even with Emperor Jing in front, he was calm and composed.

After hearing Xia Hourong's words, Xia Houchun bowed down neither humble nor overbearing: "My nephew pays respects to my uncle."

Xia Hourong nodded lightly, and nodded indifferently, "There is no need to be too polite."

The corner of Xia Houchun's mouth twitched, and he swallowed hard.

"Tell me, what do you mean by coming to this king?"

Xia Hourong's face was calm, as if it wasn't him who had fought Xia Houchun just now.

The atmosphere in the room was weird, Xia Houchun lowered his eyes, and said softly: "Father sent his nephew to ask uncle, have you ever let go of what happened back then?"

Xia Hourong looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes were dim, and he remained silent.

Xia Houchun looked at each other calmly and smiled gently.

If you suppress me as an elder, I will suppress you as an old man.

Kill me if you have the ability.

The middle-aged man's face softened, and he seemed to be satisfied, and he suddenly praised: "As expected of me, a child of the Xiahou family."

He glanced at Xia Houmo who was chatting with Murong Yan and others outside the door, snorted secretly, and waved his hands and said, "Tell me, what is the matter of coming to this king?"

Xia Houchun restrained his smile, and bowed to Xia Hourong, "My palace asks the prince to send troops to defend against the bandits for the sake of the hundreds of thousands of Dajing people in the northern border."

A needle can be heard instantly in the room.

The middle-aged man looked calm, looked at Xia Houchun, and after a long silence, he slowly uttered:
"You're not good enough."

Xia Houchun stood up and said softly, "Is it not okay to be a prince?"

The other party sneered, "Unless your father comes, I won't give you a dime."

Selfishness is natural, but watching hundreds of thousands of people die tragically under the iron hoof, that is a heartbreak.

Xia Houchun wasn't annoyed, but said softly, "Uncle, didn't you ever think about facing south?"

Xia Hourong was furious: "Presumptuous!!!"

The deafening bangs exploded instantly.

There were a lot of people inside and outside the study, and a total of 20 people appeared in an instant.

A series of suffocating breaths enveloped Xia Houchun at the same time, locking him tightly.

Once there is any action, it will be a devastating blow.

This is the foundation of the Prince Jin Mansion's savings for many years.

Seeing Xia Hourong's appearance of devouring people, Xia Houchun knew that he might not be able to find anything from this old fox.

He sighed secretly, with an apologetic smile on his face, "Don't blame uncle, it was my nephew who was talking nonsense just now."

Xia Hourong waved his hand lightly, the figure gradually drifted away, and then disappeared.

But Xia Houchun's eyes were downcast, and his whole body was cold.

As soon as he inherited the throne, he took complete control of the Prince Jin's mansion, which shows the high level of his means.

It seems that the past twenty years have not been in vain.

After Xia Hourong took a steady look at this nephew, he suddenly said: "Nephew, are you worried about my father and son?"

Xia Houchun cursed inwardly, isn't this nonsense, your son was plotting a rebellion with me just now, do you think I can let it go?

However, it was a personal grievance before, and talking to this new king at this moment represents the one behind him.

This is a game between the two main lines of the Xiahou clan, and it is also a mutual test.

It is a kind of contest and compromise that even Xia Houchun can't see.

It's just that Xia Houchun is a marionette, while Xia Hourong is a chess player.

A faint sigh sounded in my ears: "Nephew, when do you think His Majesty will return?"

Xia Houchun's eyelids twitched slightly, and after a moment of silence, he smiled lowly: "Father, the emperor's destiny is in him, how can some bullies and thieves stop it?"

Xia Hourong had an inscrutable expression on his face, and Gu Zuo said: "I don't know what His Highness's plan is?"

Xia Houchun narrowed his eyes slightly: "I don't know what uncle said?"

The middle-aged body leaned forward slightly, as if there was a sign of aggression.

His eyes were deep, and he said word by word: "Now your Majesty is fighting against Xuanshou, and the demon concubine is messing with Taikang. Hasn't the crown prince ever thought of starting a new one?"

Xia Houchun's heart jumped suddenly, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

For a moment, he was silent.

It's a lie to say you're not interested.

Even what he did after he came out of Taikang, all of them were preparations for the "two blossoms".

But he is centered on himself, not a puppet.

So he refused righteously, "Uncle's words are wrong!"

"Since I am the Prince of Dajing, how can I use selfishness to disrupt the country and ruin the ancestors?"

He flicked his sleeve robe, "My nephew came here today only to visit relatives in the clan, and has no other intentions."

He turned around and wanted to leave, "I will pretend that I have never heard of today's words, and I hope my uncle will take good care of it."

Since you can't reach an agreement, then withdraw, it's useless to talk more.

Xia Hourong narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a little hesitant in his heart.

He was thinking, should Xia Houchun be imprisoned here?

Immediately he shook his head secretly, if that was the case, he would undoubtedly have given Taikang a handle.

Big things are coming, don't lose big because of small things.

(End of this chapter)