Hai Motian's third son is six years apart from the second prince, and he is only twenty years old this year. However, Hai Motian and his favorite concubine are born, and his wife must not be abandoned. The second prince's mother accepted it to win people's hearts. Only the imperial concubine is the one whom he likes the most.

He is also a man, with his own preferences. Before marrying a wife, he was a fantasy of Concubine Wan. He was not only gentle but also strong, but only obedient in front of him, completely grasping Hai Motian's preferences.

Because her mother was favored, she was only one step away from being able to ascend to the throne. Besides, the queen was in her twilight years, and Concubine Wan was only thirty-seven or eight years old this year. When the queen passed away, the throne was not hers. The third prince had the most advantage among these three older princes.

"Hainachuan, this name is unusual, it seems that it is highly anticipated. The remaining three princes, one is eleven and the other is six years old. The most recent one is Haimo Tianwan, who is only half a year old." said a shop owner.

Long Qi didn't think that eleven years old was not worth mentioning. eleven years old was already in charge, but there was a third prince pressing him on the top, and he temporarily became a sharp edge. 6 and 10 years old really had no hope.

"So Young Master, which prince should we use to spread rumors?" Chen Ze'an said: "It is unlikely that the third prince will be. His wind is good, and he cannot commit suicide. Hai Motian may not believe it even if he uses his."

First of all, we must eliminate the third prince, and then the eldest prince and the second prince are left. If we borrow the second prince, it is related to the Golden Family and the Golden Armor, the two of us will die directly, so, "the eldest prince."

The unlucky guy was decided like this. Everyone, look at me, I see you. Fortunately, Hai Motian only has six sons. Fortunately, the six sons are all very different in age, and fortunately there is a big prince to use.

In less than seven days, Su Baoer's body recovered most of her body and no longer had to lie on the couch. Secondly, she heard that there was an extra strategist around the eldest prince, which was said to be from Fusheng Pavilion. As soon as the news came out, many people felt that the eldest prince was going to cheer up.

The reputation of Fusheng Pavilion is not only in Dongyue, but it is said that Fusheng Pavilion disciples are also supporting them in Nanying.

For a time, the keen ministers in the court were paying attention to the dispute between the three princes. When Hai Motian heard these rumors, he was so angry that he called the eldest prince to the palace for a good reprimand. Hai Qingping was trained and left, turned around and entered the temple of his mother's queen.

The Buddhist temple was filled with sandalwood. Hai Qingping had already smelled too much. Today, he was furious. Looking at his mother who was kneeling in front of the Buddha statue, he rushed over and knelt beside her: "My mother, are you feeling comfortable? Are you feeling at ease?"

The queen, who had long given birth to white hair, opened her eyes, looked at her angry son, and said calmly: "What are you feeling uncomfortable or uneasy? Isn't this my belonging? Qingping, your father has no us in his eyes, so he has long been destined."

"He was destined to do it for his whole life, but he couldn't get rid of our mother and son for the sake of fame, for fear of affecting his image among the people. But besides us, he also plotted against others, and he thought about the ages."

"Who can live for the rest of his life? He will hand over that position sooner or later. I am the eldest and the legitimate, why is it not me!"

Wow, the Buddhist beads in the queen's hand fell all over the ground. She turned her head and looked at her son. Her voice was not as calm as before: "It's a blessing that you and I can live. What else do you want? Shut up!"

Hai Qingping was originally here to find comfort. His mother was so afraid of Hai Motian. She only knew how to hide from the world for so many years and didn't care about him at all.

His heart was cold. He was a prince and also worked in the court. So what if he had a counselor around him? The second brother and the third brother were different. Just because he was lucky, he would be scolded when he met a disciple from Fusheng Pavilion.

Now he has to give up such talent and force him to express his intention to never make an idea of ​​that position in his life? If this continues, it is possible that he will be kicked out of the capital. It is not for the sake of reputation that the person has been holding on.

The queen complained in her heart. She seemed quiet in the Buddhist temple for many years, but this place was in the palace and it was all the people.

This kid comes to speak out regardless of the severity of the matter. How will the end be?

"Don't talk nonsense here. Your father has his own arrangements. Why do you need to jump around? He is obviously in his thirties, but he is still so impatient. If you don't scold you, go out of the palace!"

Except for the three little princes, they had moved out of the palace long ago and were driven out of the Buddhist temple by the queen. Hai Qingping was depressed and returned to the mansion, and saw his adviser coming out first, with a bit of compassion in his eyes.

He hated others to look at him with this kind of gaze the most in his life. Just as he was about to speak, Chen Ze'an put the feather fan into his arms and said, "You just came to me, my father knew it. Do you think it was the wind you made, or was someone staring at this prince?"

"Our disciples of Fusheng Pavilion scattered everywhere, looking for a virtuous master. The villain came here to find a way to show his skills. Perhaps it is possible that his fellow disciples wanted to block the villain's path."

"Or maybe..." Chen Ze'an used one trick to save the siege and won Hai Qingping's trust three days ago. In his own home, he lied that he was a disciple of Fusheng Pavilion and could tell many secrets of Fusheng Pavilion.

Hai Qingping was not all a useless person. He secretly sent people to the secret market to buy information about Fusheng Pavilion, which was exactly what Chen Ze'an said.

Chen Zean knew more than the secret market. He suddenly felt that God was not bad to him and took Chen Zean back to his house without saying a word. But in just a few days, the matter of him taking back the disciples of Fusheng Pavilion was exposed and he was trained.

How to place Chen Ze'an now becomes a difficult problem, and it is impossible to stay. The father will not let him stay, but if he is let go, he is unwilling to give up. Chen Ze'an also promised to recruit more disciples from Fusheng Pavilion for him, and now all of them will be wasted!

"Maybe what?" Because of his anger, Hai Qingping's tone was extremely impatient.

Chen Zean didn't mind, but made a gesture to ask Hai Qingping to enter the mansion before talking about it. How to say it outside, the mansion is cleaner.

It was not until he entered Haiqingping's study that Chen Ze'an sighed and knelt down: "I am afraid that the villain cannot serve His Highness, so he can only leave with the pain. He just wanted to remind His Highness before leaving, that the one who is most wary of you in the world is not the second prince or the third prince."

"It's Your Majesty today." Chen Ze'an said: "A villain was reported as soon as he entered the mansion, which is enough to prove that his Majesty has a very accurate grasp of the movements of the eldest prince's mansion. People around you need to screen them again."
Chapter completed!