After the imperial court was suspended, several states in the southeast had no choice but to suppress the rebellion on their own, almost beating people's brains into dog brains.

The Chang'an court was still trying to undermine each other all day long. The good empire was disrupted by these princes, ministers and powerful families. Each locality formed its own army to suppress the rebellion and protect itself, and inadvertently created the prototype of a vassal town, which can be regarded as a perfect explanation of these so-called upper-class elites.

ability.

Chang'an, Daming Palace.

The majestic palace is surrounded by purple air, and the golden canals, jade sand and five-color water flow.

The prosperity of Daming Palace in Chang'an cannot be described in words. As the top and most luxurious palace in the world, it can be described as a miracle. The roof is decorated with auspicious beasts and dragons. The golden pillars of the main hall are coiled with dragons. The dragon has become the only representative of the palace. It is a bit

Any capable gentleman can feel the purple energy rising above the palace.

However, the atmosphere in the palace has not been right recently.

In the harem, the concubines either came in person or sent confidants to keep an eye on the Tang Emperor's palace every day. Some were afraid that the emperor would die and would be sent to a nunnery, and many more wanted to gather information for families outside the palace.

In the palace, the skinny Emperor Tang was bedridden and coughing could be heard from time to time.

The princes were not around. In fact, it was more troublesome for the Emperor of Tang Dynasty to have the princes around him. Each one made him do certain things in a roundabout way, either to install officials or to slander others. According to common sense, the prince should be the one supervising the country at this time.

However, the mothers of the other princes did not have a fuel-efficient lamp in their natal family. If I had known that I should not have married women from those big families into the palace, how could I have been in such trouble today?

The eunuch in long robes bent down and ran quickly into the palace.

"Your Majesty... the princes are quarreling with the prince again..."

"I'm tired..."

"Here~"

The eunuch left the palace and ran in again after a while.

"Your Majesty, the Queen and Concubine An would like to see you."

"not see……"

"Here~"

They are looking for trouble when they see each other. Everyone just wants to get what they want. The chaos in the court is so chaotic that the government cannot make it out of Chang'an. Let's make trouble. It's better to fight each other to death.

The exhausted Emperor Tang pulled the quilt over him and covered him more tightly.

It was as if he wanted to use the quilt to warm the body that was chilled by the ambitions of the prince, princess and courtiers.

Longze County.

Next door to the Dragon Girl Temple is a luxurious manor. Most people in the county have no idea who lives there. Only the upper echelons of the county know that it is a prince. There is a prince in Longze County, which makes the local nobles happy but also restrained.

, but it made the people in the county realize that the atmosphere had changed for the better.

Standing in the backyard garden, the prince looked at the peach trees. On the other side of the wall surrounding the peach trees, green smoke curled up. He could faintly hear the pilgrims in the temple offering incense and praying for blessings.

A young man wearing a scholar's robe and a portrait of the prince walked into the garden and saluted the prince.

"Father, there is news from the capital that Minister Zhang has been imprisoned for embezzling money to provide disaster relief. It is said that his house will be ransacked and the whole family will be sent to the north to guard the border."

The prince sighed after hearing this.

"Who in the DPRK is not greedy? They are just on the wrong team and have been affected. If they were not greedy and wanted to bet on greater power, how could they have ended up in this situation."

"News came from Zhoucheng that my hometown was under surveillance by General Guo. Unexpectedly, the situation became increasingly chaotic and even my father was involved."

"Haha, it doesn't matter. You'll be fine if you avoid it for a while. It seems that Longze is really a good place..."

"Father, do you want to continue sending incense money to the Dragon Girl Temple this month?"

The young prince, the crown prince, doesn't quite understand why he sends money for sesame oil to the small temple next door every month. There are just a few women who became monks after suffering disasters, and it's not a big temple.

"If you want to send it, you can't stop giving it. Even though the money is small, my heart is still there."

"yes."

The prince left to continue his work. The prince asked the maid to bring him a pot of tea and sat in the garden to enjoy the rare afternoon. He looked towards Chang'an City and sighed with emotion. Is the royal brother about to die...

What the prince didn't know was that the emperor was getting weaker and weaker, but he still refused to die, as if his life was not exhausted.

Chang'an.

A private room in a luxury restaurant.

Two strong men stood motionless at the door guarding the door. In the private room, there were two people kneeling and drinking. The low table was filled with sumptuous dishes. If Bai Yujun were here, he would definitely recognize one of them wearing a purple-black coat only worn by the magic sect.

Such an upright appearance in Chang'an City is enough to show how bad the situation is.

The most serious thing is that the young man sitting opposite who looks to be less than twenty years old is wearing a yellow robe that only a prince can wear...

"When can you fulfill your promise to me?" the prince asked dissatisfiedly.

The demon cultivator smiled.

"Your Highness, don't be anxious. I don't dare to be too ostentatious here in Chang'an City. Those bull noses in Chunyang Palace have arranged three elders here. They have been keeping an eye on the palace recently. Old man Li Xiangyan is very powerful. Wait a few more days.

We will definitely help His Highness realize his wish," the demon cultivator vowed.

The prince curled his lips.

"I'm afraid I have said these words to my royal brothers and sisters, right?"

When the emperor is seriously ill, these people automatically come to visit him. It is not difficult to guess what his intentions are, but he does need the help of these unworthy people. He only has one chance and all the help must be used. So what about the magic gate? If it fails, all

Who can care so much when everything, including your own life, is gone.

"Your Highness's words really chilled my heart. We went through fire and water for His Highness and even lost several people at the hands of that bull-nosed man. Our good intentions can be learned from the sun and the moon."

Hearing this, the prince shook his head.

Chunyang Palace is just a stubborn old man. They visited the house several times to show their goodwill but all failed. They were all cold-faced and silent. They didn’t even care about their status as princes. What’s the use of them? I don’t know, I thought these people were riding on the royal family’s head. If

If there is a chance, it is better to drive them out of Chang'an City as soon as possible.

"Chunyang Palace has really gone too far recently. They even dared to search a restaurant under my name. They really don't take the Li Tang royal family seriously."

"Haha, not just in front of you, the entire world of cultivation has always been suppressed by Chunyang Palace. It always uses its own set of rules to restrain others, and if they violate it, they will be hunted down. My Demon Sect was not called a Demon Sect before, isn't it?

Are you forced by Chunyang Palace to become a demon? Just bear with it, you can't fight." The demon cultivator persuaded me with sincerity.

Bang!

The wine bottle hit the low table hard and the wine spilled out. The prince looked fierce.

"That's too much!"

The magic cultivator secretly taunted, no matter how proficient in calculation this prince is, he is just a young boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. His anger and blood will surge with the slightest provocation. It is better to go home early and find a maid to vent his anger, and keep pretending to be serious.

Aren't you tired?

"Your Highness, don't be in a hurry. I'm responsible for contacting the various families in Chang'an. You and your allied brothers should talk to each other. If you don't ask for the bullshit to be driven out of Chang'an City, at least prevent them from entering the palace at will. Otherwise, none of you will benefit."

"I can do it, but you must also remember your promise, otherwise I don't mind going to Chunyang Palace as a guest to drink tea and talk."

The prince looked threatening, while the demon cultivator laughed.
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