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

Hua Wujian nodded fiercely: "I can assure you that no one can escape from the hunting trap ahead, even if a grandmaster enters, he will die!"

Eunuch Gao's heart settled down: "Okay, then our family will listen to Commander Hua, and I will report to the palace. The heavy snow makes it difficult to travel, and the tracking is slow."

"As long as we delay the death of Prince Huang, we will win!"

"Hahaha......"

Hua Wujian laughed loudly, winked and said: "Gao Gonggong is indeed a fellow traveler with this conductor, come, this is a good wine given by the prince, drink some to warm up!"

Eunuch Gao's eyes lit up: "Then our family will thank the crown prince and Commander Hua!"

Hua Wujian drank the wine given to him by the prince, which meant that he would be absorbed into the prince's party.

The prince is the future Great Xia Emperor.

Eunuch Gao had long wanted to embrace this future thick leg, but he had no chance.

Because the prince despised him!

just now.

opportunity finally arises!

Eunuch Gao took the silver wine jug, and took a deep sip... The prince's wine is so beautiful!

Hua Wujian waved his hand: "Come here, explore the road ahead, and see where Prince Huang's convoy has gone?"

"This time, no matter how heavy the wind and snow is, or how cold it is, you must keep an eye on it!"

"I want to see how Prince Huang died!"

"Yes!"

A team of sentries from the Dianqian Division followed on horseback.

Subsequently.

The team of the Dianqian Division went out of Wubao, entered the official road, walked slowly, and continued to deliver the ritual frame.

......

At this time.

Prime Minister Sima's Mansion.

Sima Jian was sitting in the study, holding an ancient book in his hand, reading it with gusto.

suddenly.

The burly figure of the eighteenth coachman walked into the study and said respectfully: "Master, the convoy of the king of the barren state has already left the fort this morning and continues to the great barren state. All of us are here. The second lady is fine, and the king of barren state is fine!"

"Oh?"

Sima Jian put down the ancient book in his hand, raised his brows, "Has there been no news from the two spies in Xiaolan's team?"

The eighteenth coachman also looked puzzled: "No!"

"Our people passed by the convoy. They clearly saw the signal, but left without looking aside!"

"Hehehe..."

Sima Jian smiled meaningfully: "It's interesting!"

"Last night, what happened in Wubao... something unspeakable?"

As the prime minister of the Great Xia Kingdom, Sima Jian is the head of all officials, so his wisdom should not be underestimated.

The coachman Shiba replied: "Master, after the Huangzhou King's team left, our people entered Taohuawu Fort, and found that the killers sent by the prince were all dead, and their bodies were hung in the attic of Wupu."

Sima Jian became interested: "What weapon did they die from?"

Shiba, the coachman, shook his head, with a confused look on his face: "Our people checked the murderer's body and found that they had many arrow wounds, knife wounds, sword wounds, burns, and scald wounds on their bodies, and they all died almost out of shape!"

"Our people, the autopsy is very professional, but we still can't determine the real cause of death of these black-clothed killers!"

"Moreover, after the autopsy, our people found that these black-clothed killers are at least third-rate fighters!"

"They're all elite killers of a certain killer organization!"

"The wounds on their bodies were not caused by our dead men from Sima Mansion, which means that our people did not participate in the battle!"

The curiosity in Sima Jian's eyes became stronger: "This is more interesting!"

"There are only a hundred wounded soldiers around Prince Huang. Except for Lu Shu and Gao Fei, who are third-rate fighters, the rest are ordinary fighters. How did they kill a group of elite fighters?"

The eighteenth coachman shook his head: "Master, I can't guess either!"

"However, Prince Huang must have a secret weapon that can kill warriors. In order to prevent others from seeing the real cause of death of the black-clothed killer, they did the thing of destroying the corpse!"

Sima Jian nodded: "It can be deduced from this that Prince Huang didn't want others to know his secret weapon, so he asked Xiaolan to keep it secret for him... In this way, it can also explain why the people around Xiaolan The spy has also been silenced, and no news will be sent back!"

"It should be so!"

The eighteenth coachman saluted and said: "I will order my brothers to keep an eye on the King of Huangzhou and his party, and find out the secrets!"

Sima Jian was noncommittal: "You go!"

"Yes!"

The eighteenth coachman walked out of the study very quickly.

Because he also wants to know the answer.

What secrets does the King of Huangzhou and his party have?

Inside the study.

Sima Jian's eyes became brighter and brighter: "Prince Huang, how did you do it?"

"Last night, what happened in Taohuawu Castle?"

At this time.

A young girl walked into the room lightly: "Father!"

I saw that the girl's body and appearance were [-]% similar to Sima Lan's, and she was Sima Mei, the daughter of Sima Mansion's prostitute.

If Sima Lan is as beautiful as the peerless orchid in the empty valley, then Sima Mei is as beautiful as the delicate and charming rose that has just bloomed.

"Hehehe..."

Sima Jian smiled gently: "Mei'er, why are you looking for your father?"

Sima Mei pursed her cherry mouth, and said directly: "Father, I don't want to marry that useless prince!"

Sima Jian was stunned: "Mei'er, the crown prince is the future emperor of Daxia. If you marry, you will be the queen of Daxia in the future. Even if the prince's virtue is not good...cough, cough, is it not good to be the queen of Daxia?" ?”

Sima Mei bit her red lips lightly, with a reluctance on her face: "Father, the news that the crown prince was scared to urinate by Prince Huang in the palace has spread throughout the imperial capital, can such a crown prince really sit on the throne of Emperor Daxia? "

"My daughter heard that, except for the King of Huangzhou, the other seven princes are secretly training soldiers in their respective fiefs, as if they all want to get their hands on the throne!"

Sima Jian frowned: "Who did you listen to?"

"There are rumors in the streets and alleys of the imperial capital...whatever the emperor takes turns, as long as he is a dragon!"

At this time.

A blank sheet of paper fell silently from the beam to Sima Jian's hand, with three characters written on it: "Qianlonghui!"

Sima Jian raised his brows: "It seems that those counselors of the former dynasty who were hiding in the dark have already started to make arrangements!"

Sima Mei's eyes lit up: "Father means that someone secretly diverted the attention of the Great Xia court, diverted everyone's attention from Prince Huang to other princes, and reduced the pressure on Prince Huang."

Sima Jian nodded with a smile: "Everyone says that your second sister is the most talented woman in the imperial capital, but my Meier's wisdom and insight are just as good, she's rare in the world!"

Sima Mei blinked her beautiful eyes, and asked tentatively: "Father, the second sister chose to go on the same road with Prince Huang, so it must be Prince Huang who can help her realize her dream of freedom!"

Sima Jian was noncommittal.

Sima Mei suddenly realized: "That Prince Huang's stupidity is also faking it?"

"Yes!"

Sima Mei looked relieved: "For a long time, when it comes to choosing a mate, the second sister has a higher eye than the top, and she dismisses those so-called emperors and talented scholars from all over the world."

"Now, she is actually interested in a legendary useless prince, father, what charm is there in that prince of desolation?

Sima Jian raised his eyelids: "Before I left, I asked Prince Huang Zhizhi, Meier, do you want to hear it?"

now.

Sima Mei was full of curiosity: "Think!"

Sima Jian said in a deep voice: "Listen well...his ambition is to establish a heart for the world, to establish a life for the people, to inherit the knowledge of the past saints, and to bring peace to all generations!"

"boom......"

Sima Mei's soul wavered, her beautiful eyes were full of splendor, her tall breasts heaved and fluctuated, and she murmured emotionally: "Build a heart for the world, build a life for the living people, inherit the knowledge of the past, and bring peace to all generations!"

"Such a grand ambition, the posture of a saint!"

"Such a strange man, Mei Er, I really want to meet him!"

suddenly.

In Sima Mei's body, a powerful internal energy gushed out from the pores of her whole body: "Father, I want to protect the second sister! "