Chapter 2415 The emperor’s son fled for his life in a panic
The next day, at dawn.
The gate of the Imperial City of Dazhou had just opened, and a man in slovenly clothes walked in.
This person is none other than Dragon Bodhisattva.
In fact, he had been outside the Imperial City of Zhou Dynasty for two days. The reason why he had not entered the city for a long time was just in case.
He felt that the time had come today and it was time to enter the city.
"Damn, it's really unlucky to meet a beggar so early in the morning." The soldier guarding the gate couldn't help cursing when he saw the Dragon Bodhisattva.
Dragon Bodhisattva glanced coldly at the soldier guarding the door, wishing he could pluck out the soldier's eyeballs.
I am the godson of the Great Emperor, and you actually scold me. Do you want to die?
However, Dragon Bodhisattva did not act rashly. He came to the city to do important things.
Who knows, as soon as he entered the city, he saw the poems posted on the city wall.
The three words Ye Changsheng came into view like blood, which was very dazzling.
He walked over and had a look.
At this time, the soldier guarding the gate came over and said, "What are you looking at!"
"That's a poem written by our Prince Consort of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Do you understand it?"
"Get out of here!"
When Dragon Bodhisattva heard this, he was completely stunned.
What, Ye Changsheng became the Prince Consort of the Great Zhou Dynasty?
Doesn't that mean that this bastard is in the Imperial City of Zhou Dynasty now?
No, it's too dangerous here. We can't stay here any longer.
Thinking of this, Dragon Bodhisattva turned around and ran out of the city. While running, he couldn't help but look back.
"Hey, those poems written by Ye Changsheng, why do they look so familiar?"
When the soldier guarding the gate saw Dragon Bodhisattva running away in a hurry, he laughed and said, "This turtle grandson is so obedient."
This is just an interlude.
Fairy Residence.
Ye Qiu got up early. Without Nangong Xiaoxiao's "harassment", he only felt refreshed and full of energy.
quantity.
Had breakfast.
Ye Qiu asked Niu Dali to return to Rongbao Pavilion, and he took Master Changmei into the palace to participate in the martial arts fight.
Likewise, Uncle Zhu waited for him at the palace gate early.
"Uncle Zhu, morning!" Ye Qiu waved to say hello.
Uncle Zhu smiled and said, "Master Ye, after today's fighting is over, the prince consort of the Great Zhou Dynasty will be settled. I am here to congratulate you in advance and wish you immediate success and all your wishes come true."
"Thank you Uncle Zhu for your kind words." Ye Qiu asked, "By the way, can I ask for help during today's competition?"
"Of course." Uncle Zhu said, "Does Young Master Ye have any ideas?"
Ye Qiu said, "I'm going to let the old guy play and give him a chance to show off his power."
Wonderful!
In this case, Master Changmei can share some of the pressure for Ye Qiu.
"This method is very good." Uncle Zhu said with a smile, "Master Taoist, I will cheer you on later. I hope you will trample all those geniuses under your feet."
"It's necessary." Master Changmei said, "Those guys are all pretentious. Yesterday I wrote a poem and they laughed at me. Today I must take care of them."
Uncle Zhu reminded, "But Taoist priests must be careful. Those people are not low in cultivation, and many of them are at the peak of spiritual mastery."
Master Changmei disagreed and said, "In our eyes, they are all rubbish."
"Come in quickly!"
"I can't wait to beat them up."
Uncle Zhu led Ye Qiu and Changmei Zhenren into the palace, walked around, and finally came to a square.
This square is very large and can accommodate tens of thousands of people. In the middle of the square, there is a huge arena.
When Ye Qiu and the others arrived, there were already thousands of people in the square. In addition to the geniuses competing for the Prince Consort, there were also hundreds of civil and military officials from the Great Zhou Dynasty, as well as soldiers from the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Ye Qiu glanced at the people competing for the Prince Consort, all sitting around the ring.
Behind them, there were countless Zhou soldiers.
Those soldiers were wearing armor and holding spears. They stood there like sculptures, motionless.
The sun shines on the soldiers' armor, shining with dazzling light. Rows of spears stand upright, with their spear tips pointing to the sky, as if they are guards guarding this land.
Ye Qiu saw Emperor Zhou and Ning An at a glance.
Not far from the arena, there is a stand filled with all the civil and military officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
As for Emperor Zhou and Ning'an, they sat side by side on a dragon chair at the front of the stand.
Ye Qiu glanced at Ning An.
At this time, Ning'an was sitting upright, without a smile on his face, and looked very majestic.
Ye Qiu said, "Old man, have you noticed that Ning An looks like an empress sitting there?"
The real person with long eyebrows took a look, nodded and said, "Well, it's a bit similar, how about you help her?"
"Help for what?" Ye Qiu asked.
"Rebellion!" Master Changmei said, "You help Ning'an rebel and help her ascend to the throne of the Great Zhou Dynasty."
"Think about it, does it feel very fulfilling to have an empress under you every day?"
Ye Qiu nodded slightly, "It seems to make sense."
Uncle Zhu heard their conversation nearby and felt frightened. He quickly reminded, "Master Ye, Taoist Priest, this is the palace, be careful what you say!"
However, Uncle Zhu couldn't help but glance at Ning An and thought, "It would be great if Miss can really become the empress."
"Since the founding of the Zhou Dynasty, no woman has been the emperor."
"If Miss can really become the Lord of the Great Zhou Dynasty, it will be considered a precedent."
Ye Qiu discovered that there were some young men wearing bright yellow dragon robes on both sides of the dragon seats in the stands.
"Those people are the princes of Zhou Dynasty?" Ye Qiu asked.
Uncle Zhu nodded "Yes."
"Why didn't you see them during the literary fight yesterday?" Ye Qiu asked again.
Uncle Zhu lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Ye doesn't know something. The princes are not good at poetry and articles. The emperor was afraid of losing face, so he didn't let them come out yesterday."
Can it still be like this?
Ye Qiu smiled and his eyes fell on the position closest to the dragon chair.
There was a man sitting in that position, he looked to be in his early thirties, wearing a bright yellow four-clawed dragon robe, with his hair bound by a golden crown. He looked very handsome. He sat there with his back straight and looked very dignified.
"Uncle Zhu, who is that person?" Ye Qiu asked.
Uncle Zhu followed Ye Qiu's eyes and replied, "That's the eldest prince."
"The eldest prince's name is Wu Wanzhou."
"He is very good. If nothing happens, the future master of the Great Zhou Dynasty will be born between him and the second prince Wu Qianfan."
Oh, Wu Qianfan’s competitor?
Ye Qiu asked, "What kind of person is this Wu Wanzhou?"
Zhu Shudao said, "I have the ability and means, but I am not sociable and not very enthusiastic towards anyone."
"Oh." Ye Qiu said lightly.
Then, he brought Master Changmei to the stand, ready to say hello to Emperor Zhou and Ning An.
Who knew that before he opened his mouth, Wu Wanzhou stood up and said with a smile on his face, "You are Ye Changsheng, right? You are indeed a talented person. You and Ning An are a match made in heaven. Brother-in-law, I am optimistic about you."
Ye Qiu turned his head and glanced at Uncle Zhu. Do you call this unsociable?
