Who has ever seen a shrew curse or a saint-level shrew curse?

Today, the ministers of the Baji Palace were very open-minded, especially those who had already defected to Yingwei first, who could not beat him, and there was only shamelessness left.

But what if the saint is angry and embarrassed and wants to beat someone?

The dog bites the hedgehog, and he has nowhere to put his mouth on it!

"Your Majesty, I think that the heroic highness has a bad reputation among the people and is known as the silver demon, which is really a disgrace to your holy master. I dare to ask Your Majesty to recall His Highness as soon as possible.

He is still young and still has the opportunity to be malleable. If he can strictly discipline him so that he knows etiquette and is polite, he may not be unable to inherit the great treasure in the future and continue the grand scenery of my frost state!"

Someone stood up again, but what he said had nothing to do with Li Chu, but Yingwei smiled first, like drinking a glass of rock sugar drink on a hot day, and every pore was comfortable.

Since you have an unreasonable saint, we will not talk about becoming a crown prince, but will directly attack the hero himself.

That boy is almost disliked in Shuangzhou and has a reputation on the streets. This is a recognized fact. I want to see how you can make a quibble.

As expected, He Qinghuan smacked his lips and found that there was nothing to say.

Of course he didn't believe in the name of "Silver Demon", but the people believed it! They were choosing palace thrones. In theory, they should be perfect and no one could find fault. Even if he was a saint, he would not be able to run to the streets to pull people to explain.

well……

He Qinghuan turned his head to look at the Nvidia couple. Although he didn't say anything, the couple still understood what he meant in an instant - stigma is a double-edged sword. If you want to use this to protect the hero, you have to face the reality that others will attack it in turn.

Nvidia was very depressed. He had already thought about how to make his son clear, but he didn't expect that the hero disappeared in Magno Mountain, and Nvidia suddenly attacked again.

Things like fame have always been very delicate and must be maintained by time. It is not that there are no shortcuts, but that often means great risks and costs.

"Well, Li Aiqing's words are reasonable. He has no way to teach his children. I am wrong. When the hero returns, he will trouble the mountain chief to be severely disciplined."

He Qinghuan nodded: "Your Majesty, you should be so polite."

"Your Majesty is wise!" The official surnamed Li bowed and then said, "In view of the fact that Your Highness still needs to be disciplined, I recommend Da Zongzheng as the lord of the Qing Palace. If His Highness turns to evil and righteousness in the future, Da Zongzheng will remain in him. With such a deep love between the uncle and nephew, it will be called a story of eternal success!"

hiss……

He Qinghuan took a breath, looked at the official who was only about thirty years old, and asked, "Your surname?"

"Don't dare." The official bent down, "Li Hexuan, the lower official, is in charge of the position of Shaoqing of the Censorate."

"Well, it's really 'holy'." He Qinghuan picked his teeth with his little fingernail, "At a young age, he can deeply understand the essence of being an official and can be called a genius. Are you interested in coming to Kunlun Academy?

I have no shortage of talent, but I am generally lacking in scrupulousness. If you are willing to teach them a stern and unscrupulous learning, what if I promise you a professorship?”

Li Hexuan was really thick-skinned. He smiled slightly when he heard this and bowed, "Thank you for your love, and your subordinates are talented and knowledgeable. I really dare not call him a teacher. I am ashamed, ashamed!"

He Qinghuan raised his eyebrows and gave him a thumbs up, but didn't say anything more.

There is no way, he is shameless to meet his opponent, he can't really hit someone.

You can do not have the face of a saint, but you cannot lose the bottom line of being a human being.

"Your Majesty," Li Hexuan faced Nvidia again, "I'm asking you to judge the sages as I have reported."

"Li Hexuan, you also said that Your Highness has an opportunity to be able to be a plastic one and has a promising future. Why do you have to become a crown prince today? I'm afraid that it's not because of the selfishness in it?"

There were still many ministers loyal to Nvidia, and then one of them stood up to question him.

Li Hexuan calmly asked, "Did Lord Zhang forget the four words 'to calm the people'? The position of Qinggong has been empty for many years, and the people's hearts are floating, and the disasters are endless. I am also determined for the sake of the world, so how can I say selfishly?"

"Hmph! Alert! You say that the people's hearts are floating, why do I see the country and the people's peace?"

"Mr. Zhang has been in a high position for a long time, and has a carriage on his way and a brocade bed on his lie. He has not been deeply involved in the people for many years. How can he know that the people are safe and sound?"

"you……"

"How can you know that the people are peaceful and safe!"

At this moment, a cold snorkeling suddenly came from outside the hall, everyone was shocked, Nvidia showed joy, and Jiang Qiuyun almost couldn't sit still.

As a strong wind blew into the hall, a white-eyed tiger fell from the sky.

The guards outside the hall were blown to the point of being tilted, and the ministers inside the hall were in turmoil, and the tables were turned over. The timid palace maids couldn't help but scream.

The white tiger had wings with its ribs, as huge as an elephant, fierce and uninhabited, as if the holy favor of the gods came down to earth.

Its fangs were slightly exposed, and he looked at the hall coldly, then lowered his head and lay down, instantly as obedient as a cat, revealing a person sitting on his back.

The man was covered in blue and gray and looked like a farmer boy, but his appearance was handsome and heroic. He was a hero!

He jumped off the tiger's back and threw it away casually, and a few ball-shaped things rolled under the threshold.

Those are the heads!

A palace maid who was close to her screamed, her eyes rolled and she fainted.

Only then did people notice that the hero was stained with blood, and even the hair on the flying tiger's mouth and chest were spotted and covered with blood.

What did this man and tiger just do?

"Son!" Jiang Qiuyun didn't care about his demeanor and ran off the throne with his skirt.

The hero hurriedly walked up to him, held his mother and said, "Don't worry, mom, these are not the blood of the child."

Jiang Qiuyun checked him up and down, and saw that there was indeed no wound, so he breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Didn't you send Yan Yan and his family back to the room? Why did you make yourself look like this?"

The unscrupulous master is indeed unreliable.

He looked at He Qinghuan with resentment, and the hero said, "It's nothing, it's just that a few thieves were found outside the palace wall. The child handled it easily, so this is how it happened."

A thief? What kind of a thief can run to the Baji Palace?

Jiang Qiuyun's expression turned cold and turned to look at his own brother, the commander of the Tiger Guard of Baji Palace, and Jiang Taihe.

Jiang Taihe's face turned pale in an instant, and he rushed to the front of the palace gate. Without exception, the heads all belonged to his confidant deputy generals, but there was no son among them, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

At this time, the hero said, "Uncle, I have something to tell you. My nephew met Minghui's cousin just now. We brothers haven't seen each other for a long time and were very happy. So my nephew wants to stay in the palace for a few more days and get close to you. Don't blame him for not staying at night!"

Jiang Taihe's eyes hopped hard and bent down: "Your Highness loves you very much, that's...his blessing."

"Hey, they are all family, my uncle is away."

The hero waved his hand casually, helped his mother back to the throne, and then stepped back and knelt down solemnly: "My son wishes his father good life and longevity, long live long! I wish my mother eternal youth and eternal years!
Chapter completed!