This battle confused everyone. Is the Ninth Prince... standing up?

Emperor Tianwu smiled proudly, "Lao Jiu is still standing in a good mood." He is a typical person who is not afraid of trouble when watching the fun, and shouts in one go-"Continue to fight! These people are watching!"

Xuan Tianming curled his lips and smiled, "What's the hurry? Wait until he's settled down."

Looking at Xing Haisheng who was beaten to the wheelchair, he didn't know if he had internal injuries or was really not used to the wheelchair. As soon as he sat on it, he started to shake. He felt that the ground must be uneven, otherwise why would the wheelchair be turning and unable to stop?

Uncle Qianzhou shouted in anger: "Why don't you get out of the wheelchair quickly!"

This sentence finally mentioned Xing Haisheng. He woke up and then he pulled his luck in the dantian straight into the sky.

Unfortunately, before all his butts were left on the wheelchair, Xuan Tianming slapped his shoulder with a knife, and then patted his life back.

One was about to leave the wheelchair, and the other stopped him from leaving the wheelchair. Thirty moves passed quickly after two rounds. Xuan Tianming was reluctant to deal with it anymore, so he picked up the sword that Xing Haisheng had held in his hand and had not been sheathed. As soon as the sword left his body, he immediately deshewned out. He swung his sword and cut the sword in two halves.

"Not energetic." Someone stopped his momentum neatly and shook his head, "It's not interesting to cut the borrowed sword. Another day, you can take your own weapons and come and fight me. Now——" He looked at the wheelchair where the man was sitting and smiled evilly, "Now, get up for me!"

As soon as he said that, a figure flashed. No one could see clearly when and how the ninth prince moved. He felt a flash in front of him, and a bag-shaped thing was thrown away. The thing was not another, but it was Xing Haisheng, the general of Qianzhou. Xuan Tianming took the person out of his wheelchair, then sat back into the wheelchair, and waved in one direction: "Hengheng, come here to push me."

Feng Yuheng smiled and pushed the wheelchair forward, but his little hand took the opportunity to pinch his neck hard.

I'm asking you to pretend!

Feng Yuheng was not happy, and there were two more unhappy. It was the Qianzhou emperor uncle and the civil servant Chang Da who was traveling with him. The emperor uncle said angrily: "Your Highness Nine has obviously healed his leg injury, why is he still sitting in a wheelchair?"

Xuan Tianming glanced at him and replied very seriously: "Because I'm lazy."

"Hmph!" The emperor's uncle shook his sleeves and his face became even more ugly.

Xuan Tianming was puzzled, "What does it have to do with you whether I sit in a wheelchair or not? Did you push it?"

General Pingnan had long disliked Qianzhou people, and he also said, "That's right, eat your Qianzhou food and drink your Qianzhou water? Do you care about the sky and earth? What chair do you care about other people's children sit on?"

After a few words, the uncles of Zhou were blocked from their faces, and they couldn't say a word. Someone had already brought Xing Haisheng back, but the man lowered his head shamelessly and dared not say a word.

Xuan Tianming turned his head and looked at the officials on both sides, and said dissatisfiedly: "My legs have been cured by the Lord of Ji'an County. Why, you have no indication?"

The ministers and workers quickly knelt down and kowtowed: "Congratulations to His Highness the King of Imperial Palace for recovering from both legs!"

He nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, get up." Then he looked at Tianwu and said loudly: "My son has made my father worry."

"Don't worry, don't worry!" Tian Wu waved his hands repeatedly, clearly saying something polite, but why did he look at the face of Lao Jiu?

Zhang Yuan poked him and whispered: "You have injured your legs like that, how could you not worry?"

Oh! He nodded and quickly changed his words: "I was worried before, but your wife is not a miracle doctor! She had promised me last time that your legs would be good, and I also made a bet with Zhang Yuan, the dead eunuch. I said that your year will be good today. He did not mean that he lost 100 taels of silver. Look at it, is the father more confident in you, right?"

Zhang Yuan almost bit off his tongue. Master, you sold me in order to make a favor in front of your son?

He whispered to Tianwu with a calm face: "Slave has no money."

"I will reward you some more." Zhang Yuan felt that it was good to get the reward, so he nodded with satisfaction. Unexpectedly, Tianwu added: "You can just compensate me after the reward."

Let him die first!

Feng Yuheng really couldn't bear to continue to embarrass the father and son, so he quickly answered the words: "Father, now Xingang has begun to step up the refining. I believe that in the future, Dashun soldiers can make steel into weapons in their hands. In the world, please ask the father to visit the camp in person."

Xuan Tianming also said: "It's time to go over and see it yourself. There are 30,000 steel tools in hand, and that scene can be described as more than just the word "magnificent".

Tianwu was so itchy when they said it, and nodded repeatedly, "Okay! OK! I must go and take a look after the steel appliance is made."

The officials and workers of the Great Shun were talking about it, and the topic was all around the steel knife. Feng Jinyuan wanted to come forward several times to talk to Feng Yuheng, but when he saw her cold gaze, he lost the courage again without even looking at her.

At this time, a little eunuch hurriedly ran up, knelt on the ground, and said, "Your Majesty, the grandson of Thousand Zhou Zhou has been found."

"Oh?" Tianwu asked, "Where did you find it? Have you brought it back?"

The eunuch replied: "I found it in the capital and has now been brought back to the palace."

When the emperor Qianzhou heard that his grandson had found it, he immediately became excited and asked anxiously: "Where is the human being? Where is the human being?"

At this time, a voice came from afar from the other end of the main hall square: "Grandfather! Kun'er is here!"

Feng Yuheng shivered, Kun'er? It's really a pity that he could speak out.

With the chants of the dwarf, the man was also taken to the square. Tianwu looked at his blanket and looked a little strange, "What is it to be wrapped in a blanket?"

The dwarf knelt down with a pounce, kowtowed to Tianwu three times in a row, and then said in a crying voice: "Please make the decision for Kun'er!"

Tianwu was puzzled: "What's your decision?" Think about it again, "Oh, I heard that he was hijacked?"

The emperor's uncle of Qianzhou also came forward and saluted, "The thieves are rampant, I hope the emperor will investigate clearly."

Tianwu asked the officer and soldier who brought the people up, "Tell me, what's going on?"

The officer and soldier were the one who was howling by the dwarf Feng Kun at the gate of the county lord's mansion. He immediately told everyone what had happened before, and then looked at Feng Kun with great confusion: "I really don't understand what Qianzhou's grandson ran to the wilderness alone to do. If he hadn't met Mrs. Yao, I'd be afraid that he would have been eaten by a wild beast now?"

Uncle Qianzhou quit: "It's nonsense, haven't you heard Kun'er say he was kidnapped?"

The officer and soldier rolled his eyes and thought to himself that you, a thousand-year-old emperor uncle, ran Dashun to show off his might, and then threw out a fact to him: "Mrs. Yao came back from the camp, so how could he have time to go to the capital to abduct his grandson, and then walk around the suburbs. It's not right to calculate the time!"

Feng Kun quickly answered the words: "I went out of the city to play and met the thieves halfway. They not only hung me on the tree, but also threw me into the river."

"Oh!" The officer and soldier were happy again, "On the way to the palace, I wanted to say, "You are fast enough, you are so fast! You went out to play in the middle of the night, right?"

Tianwu heard the trick, glared at Feng Kun, and asked, "When did you meet Yao?"

Feng Kun knew that this lie could not resist scrutiny, and after delving into it, he was full of loopholes, so he simply pretended to be a child and said, "I forgot."

Uncle Qianzhou looked angry, "Your Majesty, Kun'er is still young, so it's normal for him to run out to play, but why is that woman in Yao so vicious? She..."

Bang!

Suddenly, before he finished speaking, the Emperor Qianzhou felt a flash of sight, as if something flashed by. Then his face suddenly became hot, as if something was flowing down. He subconsciously raised his hand to touch it, and actually touched the blood of his hand.

The ministers of Dashun covered their mouths and snickered, thinking that they deserved it. They didn’t do more homework before visiting Dashun. Who would be bad to scold? You scolded the mother of Ji'an County Lord? It’s light to beat you, but you haven’t slapped you with a steel knife. If you really slapped him to death, it would be considered a sacrifice knife.

Uncle Qianzhou was stunned. He endured the huge pain to find the root cause. He saw the whip in Xuan Tianming's hand at first sight. He was so angry that he opened his mouth and was about to curse. Before he could finish his words, he heard Emperor Tianwu say, "What's wrong? Is this the ninth person who is going to scold me?"

Uncle Qianzhou was stunned and his mind was immediately restored. The letters about the king of Dashun that never spoiled the ninth prince came up all the time, including the matters that the ninth prince followed suit and did not spoil the county lord Ji'an were clear. He began to be afraid that he was a Qianzhou person, and coming to Dashun alone without fate was equivalent to a sheep entering the wolf's nest. To say something more, it was a matter of losing his head!

But I felt wronged even if I didn't say that, so I could only tell Tianwu: "Your Majesty, I have always adhered to the duties of a foreign country over the years. Why are you..."

"Abide by his duty?" Xuan Tianming said, "Qian Zhou wolf's ambition, saying that Mrs. Yao threw this short man into the river on a tree? I tell you, yes, that's it. This is all light. If the wife hadn't been soft-hearted, according to my wishes, she should have washed her hair and cut it into pieces, thrown it into a pot and cooked."

"You--" Uncle Qianzhou was shocked. Xuan Tianming suddenly spoke badly, which gave him a bad premonition. If it weren't for the handle that fell into the other party's hands, even if he was the ninth prince, he shouldn't have had a blatant fight with Qianzhou like this. You must know that Kun'er's identity as Qianzhou's grandson when he came to Dashun was, which was the royal bloodline!

He realized that it was not good, and there was no time to investigate the reason. He quickly stepped forward and helped Feng Kun up and put it in his arms, and then said, "Forget it, Qianzhou is a foreign country, so naturally he can't fight for Dashun. Since Kun'er has been found, I will not pursue it anymore."
Chapter completed!