All My Disciples Are Kings

In the royal family, how could a prince survive within that ruthless high wall if he didn't have a little bit of government and scheming?

Even if he can survive, he will probably be restricted everywhere, ignored by other princes, and all his resources will be devoured.

The Ninth Prince is the youngest and the weakest in power, but he is able to stand out among the other princes and has high hopes from the Emperor of God and canonize him as the crown prince. This shows the ability of the Ninth Prince.

 At this moment, in the small courtyard.

After Xiao Hei and the others left, Mr. Lin finally couldn't help but said: "Your Highness, why are you doing this?! There are only two or three of them who are strong enough. The rest are just cannon fodder. How can they take this responsibility?" Important responsibility?"

"Mr. Lin, before preparations are made, I am not the prince."

Mr. Lin immediately bowed and said: "In my eyes, the prince is the prince."

The Ninth Prince chuckled and pointed at Mr. Lin, "You..."

"However, how do you know that the others are cannon fodder?" The Ninth Prince's eyes that could penetrate people's hearts slightly narrowed, and he said calmly: "Not to mention that adding more people will only make it more dangerous, and they can take on this task. Naturally, I don’t think I can get around by relying on those two direct disciples who are half-step to the ancestral realm.”

Mr. Lin was surprised and said: "Is it possible that His Highness the Crown Prince sees that they are hiding their strength?"

"No." The Ninth Prince shook his head and said: "It just looks a little strange. Maple Leaf seems to take good care of those who have not reached the God Emperor realm, and even sometimes they are the main ones. This can be seen from the position. It can be seen that Maple Leaf is half a step behind the dark-skinned physique."

"And Cheng Dahai looked at those people with hostility in his eyes. He must have come to **** the rewards for completing the mission. However, there must be something extraordinary for a direct disciple like Cheng Dahai to attach such importance to them."

"Although I can't see their strength, and there may be nothing special about them, I'm still willing to take a gamble."

Mr. Lin smiled bitterly: "You are about to be crowned a prince. Isn't the stake a bit too high?"

"The worst thing is to give them my life." The Ninth Prince smiled lightly: "Although I cherish my life, as a prince, if I cherish my life too much, I will accomplish nothing."

“Compared to losing my life, I am more afraid of spending this life doing nothing...”

 At this point, the Ninth Prince glanced at Mr. Lin, raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Are you right, Mr. Lin?"

Mr. Lin's face was solemn and he clasped his fists and said: "I will definitely let His Highness the Ninth Prince reach the top!"

 …

 Kowloon City remains prosperous.

It’s just that countless people walked on the street in silence. Almost no one spoke, and their faces were full of uneasiness.

 Looks like prosperity, but actually falls into a state of silent fear.

Chilong Courtyard, the residence of the third prince.

“Your Highness, the Ninth Prince has decided to set off in three days.” At this point, the subordinate took out a parchment scroll and handed it to the Third Prince, “This is the Ninth Prince’s route map back to the city.”

The third prince's face was full of femininity. Without his reminding, the two maids around him took out fragrant powder and sprinkled it on the scroll.

The third prince then gently picked up the scroll and said while reading, "What's the attitude of the fifth emperor brother and the eldest brother?"

 The subordinate responded: "Third Prince, their people have also gathered."

The third prince smiled and said, "Okay, make two copies of this map and send them to them respectively."

 …

Zhulong Courtyard, the residence of the eldest prince.

After receiving the information, the eldest prince stopped wiping the bright silver gun in his hand, stood up and sneered: "Xiao Jiu, you are too immature. It is better for me to take the position of prince."

 “The Candle Dragon Army listens to the order! Get ready to go!”

Three days passed by in a flash.

 Outside the gate of Qinglong City, the Ninth Prince and his party and Xiao Hei's group gathered here.

 Why not just let the strong man take him and fly back directly? We still have to travel from the ground through World of Warcraft. Doesn't it take four more days?

 According to the Ninth Prince, there are strong people on our side, but not on the other side?

Every prince has the existence of a strong protector. When the time comes, let Mr. Lin take him directly to Kowloon City. If the opponent's strong man intercepts him, he will still be forced to the ground, and that ground may be the dragnet set by the opponent. , then there will really be no chance of escape.

What's more, if he leaves first, what about his bodyguards?

If all the personal guards are killed, hundreds of civil and military officials will doubt his ability, which will become an obstacle to canonizing the emperor!

 When the time comes when those royal brothers and sisters exert their influence, it is very likely that the canonization of the crown prince will be disrupted.

Of course, Mu Fusheng found it impossible to spend more time advancing in the way of a large army just for these reasons.

There are too many routes to choose from, and there are too many ways to return to Kowloon City. It is impossible that the Ninth Prince, who is very scheming in the city, did not think of a more efficient and safer way.

Mu Fusheng himself could come up with more than a dozen ways.

 Unless...the Ninth Prince has other purposes.

However, now the Ninth Prince has sat in a simple wooden hut on the back of a huge tiger-shaped monster, and shielding and defensive formations have been set up around the wooden house.

It can be said that even the strong ones in the ancestral realm cannot spy on the situation.

Mu Fusheng glanced at the wooden house, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

As Mr. Lin stood on the tiger's head and gave the order, the army moved towards the established route.

“Something feels wrong.” Ye Qiubai, who was walking on the flank, suddenly frowned.

The little black stone-sheng Fang Qiong was slightly startled.

Fengye looked directly in the direction of Cheng Dahai. On the left front, Cheng Dahai and Yucheng were moving forward.

Cheng Dahai seemed to have noticed Feng Ye's gaze, and Cheng Dahai turned his head and smiled at Feng Ye and nodded.

Fengye snorted coldly, looked away and said, "Cheng Dahai didn't leave either."

Ye Qiubai shook his head and said, "It's not Cheng Dahai's fault... Have all the arrangements been made before?"

During the past three days, Fang Qiong and Mu Fusheng set up talismans and formations at the locations they needed to pass on the map, allowing them to monitor the movements of everyone in that area in advance.

Fang Qiong shook his head and said: "No abnormalities have been found yet."

Mu Fusheng nodded, then looked at Ye Qiubai and said, "I also feel something is wrong. There are a lot of strange things."

Maple Leaf spread his hands and said: "Okay, our mission is just to escort, don't worry too much about other things, just fight when people come, and if no one comes, go to Kowloon City to celebrate in peace. During this period, just pay attention to Cheng Just destroy the sea."

 But just as Maple Leaf finished speaking, the voice of the Ninth Prince suddenly came from the cabin.

 “Turn around and continue heading northwest.”

Hearing this, all the soldiers were puzzled, and Mu Fusheng and others also frowned slightly.

This is to prevent a traitor from tipping off?

Mu Fusheng’s face was solemn.

 However, based on his first impression of the Ninth Prince, this matter may not be that simple.