I Built a Territory in Ancient Times

"You don't know this, right?" Someone well-informed couldn't help but want to share it with everyone, "This is the car of the fourteenth son of the current emperor, King Duan."

"King Duan? It's the idiot who was entrusted to Liangcheng last year... His Royal Highness the Fourteenth Prince?" It was obvious that someone was very surprised.

"Who else would it be if it wasn't him? Look at this guard, that's the personal guard beside the emperor."

"Tsk tsk! In such a big battle, how can a prince dare to use the emperor's guards to escort him? This...how is this possible?" Someone said in disbelief.

"Hey! Say it to scare you to death, but I listened to what my uncle of the Imperial Guard said. This is the escort that His Majesty the Emperor personally decreed to give to Prince Duan. There are a thousand guards. Younger son, who has such grace?" The man proudly showed off, his brother-in-law of the Praetorian Guards. The news is well-informed, and he even knows which palace concubine the emperor stopped at last night.

Most people really don't know about this. Some people started to ask curiously what was going on, and that person picked up and said a general idea. Everyone is envious. It is really stupid to have stupid blessings. Emperor Huáng really has nothing to say about this stupid son. I am afraid that His Royal Highness does not have such a holy family, right?

"Did you see it? The carts of boxes at the back of the convoy belong to the Western Regions?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar, something from the Western Regions? That's all good stuff! Everyone still remembers the last turmoil, but this time I brought back so much, and I don’t know how much turmoil it will cause, tsk tsk!

Above a luxurious restaurant on the street, a man in luxurious clothes held a glass of wine, leaned against the railing, looked at the group of people, let out a cold snort from his nostrils, and drank the wine in his hand. do.

"What's wrong with the third brother?" The young man, who was eating food at the wine table while admiring the singing of the singer, found the man's displeasure and couldn't help asking.

The man came over, put the wine glass heavily on the table, and sneered: "That stupid fourteen is back."

The young man was stunned for a moment, and turned his head before he realized, "Third brother, did you mean that the fourteen who went to Liangcheng came back?"

Someone next to him came forward to fill the glass with wine. The young man was a little unhappy and waved his hand to let everyone back down. The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the people serving in the room filed out.

When the door was locked, the young talent said in a low voice, "Count the days, the old fourteenth should be here, why? Is the third brother still angry with him?"

The two people in the elegant room are Mingtao, the third son of the emperor, and Mingzhen, the eleventh son of the emperor. The two are brothers, both sons of Concubine Hui, so their relationship has always been very good.

Mingtao was sullen, but he didn't expect that this person had already been sealed by his father to the border area, and he could still get his father's holy family. Look at his guards, they are all guards who are closely guarding the father and emperor, and it is difficult for him to even meet these people on weekdays.

But the royal father was too eccentric, and directly sent a thousand guards to Ming Yu's hands. Just now, he saw that majestic and eight-sided chariot driving a battle, why didn't he make him feel uneasy?

"We are both sons of the emperor, why is he the only one who is different?" Ming Tao was so angry that he picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it as if venting his anger.

At this time, there are no outsiders, so I am not afraid of being spread out. Mingzhen personally raised the jug to help Mingtao fill a glass of wine, and said with a smile: "The third brother is wrong, Ming Yu is a foolish person, why is the third brother compared to him?"

Mingtao slapped the table heavily, "It is precisely because of a fool like him that he is able to have the family of his father and emperor, even if he causes a great disaster, he will protect him. Let's look at us again, there is a little something wrong, isn't it? To be scolded is to be punished, which is really popular."

Ming Zhen took a bite of the dish and put it in his mouth, nodded and said: "The third brother is right, but the fourteenth is a little stupid, but who told him and the prince to have an early death queen mother, because of this , the difference between direct descendants and concubines, we have to be born short."

Speaking of this incident, Ming Tao was even more upset. The prince is a useless, timid and afraid of things. How can there be a prince of a country? In terms of ingenuity, bravery, and fortitude, his third prince Mingtao is more than half a star compared to the prince Mingye. Obviously he has worked very hard, but the father's eyes seem to be unable to see him. This is really outrageous, the older the father really is, the more difficult the eyes are.

Now this idiot helped the prince get those goods from the Western Regions, which made the prince make a lot of money, and his wealth and reputation have increased to an unprecedented level. He still resents the favoritism of the father and the emperor, and did not let him intervene. If he can work from it, he can definitely do better than the prince.

"Unfortunately, why didn't the Yiren kidnap him and kill him?" Mingtao complained.

I just saw dozens of trucks of goods behind the convoy, and I thought it was the goods from the Western Regions. The frenzied buying caused by these things last time is still vivid in my mind. Are those furs, treasures, spices and glass not rare? Not to mention the hard-to-find glass products, that thing called pepper is now worth as much as gold.

It's a pity that these things were all wrapped up by the prince, and he still thought that since he couldn't get in, let the prince not want to profit. The things that Ming Yu got from the Western Regions are considered to be from the Dayan court. It is better to let the father emperor return to the court, so that the treasury can be filled, and there is nothing to do with the prince.