Waste prince: Why do you force me to be emperor?

on the battlefield.

The people of the Huangzhou Palace had already touched the corpses, and happily piled up the confiscated bodies into hills.

weapon!

Gold and silver!

Strip off the clothes to be washed!

A lot.

Xiaobai took a few old men with him, took the account books of the palace, and started counting.

Along the way, there are too many poor people, and the palace's money, food, and medicinal materials are almost running out!

Fortunately, there is also the largest bandit village in Daxia territory!

Now, it's time to replenish the palace treasury!

Xiaobai raised his head, looked at the back of Xia Tian going away, a small mouth that was neither thick nor thin evoked a smile!

Very meaningful!

the other side.

Sima Lan stood on the shaft of the car, watching Xia Tian go away, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, I felt pity for it!

Sima Ge watched clearly from the side: "Miss, are you worried that the prince will use a beautiful man to count the barren state?"

Sima Lan nodded: "Yes!"

"Because that's the best way!"

Sima Ge bit his red lips lightly: "Miss, why don't you ask what that Bai Feng looks like?"

Sima Lan shook his head: "Silly boy, if the prince doesn't ask, I can't ask!"

Sima Ge was taken aback: "Why?"

Sima Lan looked at the flames of Xia Tian and his party, and patiently explained: "My lord doesn't ask, it means he is not interested in Bai Feng!"

"If I ask about his appearance in detail, it means I'm jealous!"

"It means I mind!"

"Hehehe..."

Sima Lan smiled incomprehensibly: "Xiao Ge, Miss, I am such an open-minded person, would I be jealous?"

Sima Ge nodded: "Yes!"

Sima Lan's expression turned serious: "Can I get that portrait of Bai Feng?"

"I want to see, how beautiful is the beauty in Su Qi's eyes?"

The veins in Sima Ge's eyes twitched violently a few times: "Yes!"

Sima Lan closed her beautiful eyes, and her breasts heaved a little: "In three days, I will see the portrait of Baifeng, so that I can plan for the prince!"

"Yes!"

Sima Ge: "I'll make arrangements right away!"

Sima Lan nodded: "Also, tell Sister, get rid of the spies around here!"

"The strength of the Huangzhou palace must be hidden now!"

"Yes!"

Sima Ge took the order and left.

Shortly after.

Around Tianmen Mountain, the killing resumed.

A masked girl in white clothes, accompanied by a masked woman dressed as a little drug girl, killed all the spies lurking in Tianmen Mountain.

The spies of the Imperial City Division were killed again!

When the killing stops.

The masked woman dressed as the little Yaoniang took out a silver needle and asked, "Xiaomei, shall we follow the king of Huangzhou?"

Sima Mei nodded: "No!"

The little Yaoniang rubbed her hands on the silver needles, her big pure eyes were full of fighting spirit: "Today, I will ask him about the silver needle technique!"

Yizhimei, covered in white gauze, shook her head: "He shouldn't be free today!"

"The big guy next to him is very powerful. If we approach rashly, his iron rod can smash us all into meatloaf!"

Little Yaoniang gritted her teeth and said, "Then find him tomorrow to discuss!"

Yizhimei frowned: "Why do you have to compete with him in the silver needle technique?"

Xiao Yaoniang raised her eyelids: "Master had a last wish before he died, that if he meets a master of silver needles, he must compete and if he wins, tell him that the old man is a spirit in heaven, and that my doctor's silver needle technique is still the best in the world! "

Iljimae's eyebrows frowned even tighter: "What if I lose?"

There was a hint of shyness in Xiao Yaoniang's pure eyes: "It is absolutely impossible for me to lose."

"Never lose!"

Yizhimeizhong no longer asked: "Saint Qingqing, the king of the barren state has entered the territory of the barren state, let's compete with him again!"

"it is good!"

The medical saint agreed!

but.

Yizhimei was a little disturbed for no reason!

She always felt that the words of the saintess of medicine were not finished.

Compared with silver acupuncture, it is estimated that something will happen!

the other side.

Xia Tian followed Zhao Zichang, Zang Yi and the other young men who hid swords, and quickly climbed to the side of Tianmen Mountain.

There is a huge open space here, on which is the bandit village.

Zang Yi led the Tibetan sword youths to hide in the dark, protecting around Xia Tian.

Zhao Zichang held a spear and opened the way ahead.

"Puff puff......"

The gun in Zhao Zichang's hand was extremely terrifying, and every time he shot one of the bandits who stayed behind.

The youths who hid the sword were even more elusive, and killed all the bandits who stayed behind.

At last.

Bandit village, Juyi hall.

"boom......"

A bandit broke down the gate, and blood spilled all over the hall.

at this time.

A pale middle-aged Confucian scholar in the hall drew out his sword and asked, "Who?"

"Come in!"

Zhao Zichang flew in, and Xia Tian came after him: "Who are you?"

When the middle-aged Confucian scholar saw Xia Tian, ​​his expression changed drastically, and he couldn't believe it: "Why haven't you died yet?"

"No!"

Soybean-sized cold sweat broke out from the middle-aged Confucian scholar's forehead!

He threw away the sword, closed his eyes, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "This is absolutely impossible!"

"This is definitely my hallucination!"

"The top ten villains in the world and three thousand elite bandit soldiers killed him, how could they not kill him?"

"It must be his ghost!"

After the middle-aged Confucian scholar muttered, he opened his eyes suddenly: "I'm not afraid of ghosts!"

then.

He saw a pair of eyes that were bigger than a cow, looking at him with the expression of looking at a fool!

"boom!"

Before the middle-aged Confucian scholar had time to react, he felt a big foot kicking heavily in his abdomen!

He, people fly!

Flying backwards, he landed on the ground in the posture of a dog eating shit, his teeth hit the ground and shattered all over the ground.

"Ah...it hurts!"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar's mouth was full of blood, and he let out an earth-shattering scream.

Zhao Zichang withdrew his big feet boredly: "My lord, this is a gutless gangster!"

then.

He scolded: "Why don't you kneel when you see my prince coming in person?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar struggled to get up, trembling all over, prostrated himself on the ground with blood foaming from his mouth: "Cao Lu, a grass-roots man, pays homage to the king of Huangzhou!"

Xia Tian was not surprised: "Are you a member of Prime Minister Cao Wei's clan?"

Cao Lu nodded frantically: "Yes!"

"My lord, just for the prince's sake, please spare the little one!"

Xia Tian frowned: "I see the prince's face?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked tentative: "Then it's for Prime Minister You's face?"

"Hahaha......"

Xia Tian almost laughed out tears: "The crown prince and Prime Minister You asked you to kill me, but you asked me to let you go for their sake, you would really think!"

"Do you think I'll let you go?"

The eyes of the middle-aged Confucian scholar dimmed, and he howled, "Probably not!"

"However, His Royal Highness the King of Huangzhou, I am both Cao Wei's retainer and the prince's aide, and I know a lot about them!"

"I can sell them for my life!"

Xia Tian restrained his smile: "The prince is not only licentious and immoral, but also has poor eyesight. If he becomes the emperor of the Great Xia, it will definitely be the misfortune of the world!"

"That's right, how can he succeed with someone like you as his staff?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar had a flattering expression on his face: "His Royal Highness the King of Huangzhou is right, that bastard prince will never succeed with someone like me!"

"So, they sent me to kill you, which is the biggest failure!"

"It is doomed to fail!"

"And if I fail, His Royal Highness the King of Huangzhou must win!"

"Actually, for His Highness the King of Huangzhou, I have merit."

summer:"......"

This guy's thick skin is comparable to a city wall!

He said coldly, "Zichang, kill him!"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar's body softened: "His Royal Highness King of Huangzhou, I have a piece of news, you are absolutely interested!"

Zhao Zichang strode forward: "Quickly say it!"

"what's the message?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar said eagerly: "In the city of Huangzhou, there are masters placed by the crown prince!"

"Even if you can enter Huangzhou City!"

"It's hard to escape her poisonous hand!"

Xia Tian stared: "Who?"

"A beauty!"

"name?"

"You promise not to kill me, I'll tell you again!"

"Zang Yi, break his hands and feet!"

At this time.

Behind the middle-aged Confucian scholar, Zang Yi appeared like a ghost, and after punching continuously, he disappeared again!

"Crack..."

The hands and feet of the middle-aged Confucian scholar were all severed!

"what......"

He wailed blood and howled: "There is a ghost!"

"There are ghosts in this cottage!"

Xia Tian raised his eyelids: "If you don't say it again, I will cut off your tongue, and you will never have to say it!"

Cao Lu, a middle-aged Confucian scholar, wailed and uttered a name!

Only then did Xia Tian say: "Originally, I wanted you to mourn for a few days and die."

"Since you said it!"

"Zichang, give him a good time!"

"Yes!"

"puff......"

Zhao Zichang's spear pierced Cao Lu's heart.

One shot to kill!

At this time.

Two teenagers dressed as bandit soldiers flew forward and knelt in front of Xia Tian: "Zang Qi, Zang Ba, see the master!"

Xia Tian gently pulled them up: "Being undercover at Tianmen for ten days, it's really hard for you!"

Zang Qi and Zang Ba took off their gangster clothes: "Master, the treasure house of Tianmen Mountain is just behind this wall!"

Done.

The two stepped forward, opened the cabinet in front of the wall, broke the wall, and there was still a space inside.

Zang Qi grabbed a pull ring and pulled it hard.

"Quack quack..."

The walls slowly opened and slid to the sides.

Immediately.

A huge stone door opened, and the wind blew out from inside.

Zang Qi and Zang Ba took the lead in and lit the torches inside.

slowly.

The inside of the cave is lit up!

Xia Tian stepped in, only to find that the inside was huge and boundless.

At least three times larger than the treasure house in Erlong Mountain.

One pile is rice!

A bunch of medicinal materials!

A bunch of weapons!

A bunch of chests filled with treasures of gold and silver!

Other than that.

There is also a golden box in this cave!

"Hey hey hey..."

Zhao Zichang's eyes brightened, and he said excitedly, "My lord, this time, we don't have to worry about the supplies we need to go into the barren state!"

Xia Tian smiled and said: "This cave has a lot of supplies!"

Zhao Zichang grabbed a handful of rice with his big hand: "My lord, with this grain, we can raise soldiers in Shenlong Mountain!"

"I think Su Qi's mountain people are in excellent physical condition!"

"If we have enough supplies, we will be able to raise an elite army!"

Xia Tian inspected the cave supplies: "That's right!"

"Now, it depends on when the Sirius Empire will send troops? Will you give us time to raise troops!"

He walked to the golden box and lifted the lid with a knife.

In the box.

A silk handkerchief.

A piece of jade.

Lying quietly in it.

I saw nine dragons carved on the jade.

lifelike!

vivid!

It's like being able to fly into the sky.

Xia Tian was a little shocked!

He picked it up and looked at the eight big characters on the bottom of the jade, it was exactly the same as the previous jade, there was no difference!

Another piece of this legendary artifact of the country has appeared!

But why do they all appear in the bandit village?

Is it for him?

In the dark.

Xia Tian felt that there was a pair of big hands pushing him into some things.

Who is it?

He looked in the direction of the imperial capital!

Is the artifact in his hand related to his entry into the barren state?