The prince is very fierce

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The morning bell rang throughout Chang'an, and among the 108 squares, the three religions and nine streams, ordinary people in the market, princes, princes and ministers all moved with the sound and rushed on their own roads. The palace gates opened one after another, and the civil and military officials walked through the white stone royal road and entered the most central palace in the world.

On the dragon chair in the middle of the Tai Chi Hall, Song Ji, dressed in a dragon robe, sat upright, looking at the central axis of Chang'an, all the way to the end of Zhuque Street.

Outside Chongming Gate, the dragon flag is fluttering.

Under the gloomy weather, armored sergeants stood outside the city gate, and people from all over the world filed in. Among the crowd, a black horse, familiar but unfamiliar to the people of Chang'an, walked through the city gate in an orderly manner.

On horseback, there was a handsome man in a white robe with a stern face and an unsmiling look, just like he had when he entered and exited the city gate many times in previous years. His cold and indifferent aura silenced the surrounding soldiers and wolf guards.

Among the crowds inside and outside the city gate, there were also noble nobles from high families who had seen Xu Buling. After discovering this very eye-catching prince, their eyes were filled with surprise. They either pulled their friends to stop and watch, or raised their hands to salute and say hello. Xu Bu Ling walked onto Zhuque Street unhurriedly as if he hadn't seen him before.

In this Chongming Gate, Xu Buling was lying down when he first came in, and he was lying down when he went out last time. But this time, he obviously didn't have to lie down anymore.

On the thousand-foot long street, Xu Buling looked at the Imperial City and Taiji Palace at the end of his field of vision, his eyes cold:

"I didn't expect that I would come back again..."

"His Royal Highness!!!"

Before Xu Buling finished uttering the harsh words, a hoarse shout suddenly came from beside him, with excitement and a trembling voice, like a beggar who had been wandering for many years and met his long-lost biological father!

Ning Qingye and Zhu Manzhi, who were secretly following the crowd behind, were shocked when they heard the sound. If the other party hadn't been too old, they would have thought that Xu Buling had an illegitimate child in Chang'an.

Xu Buling stopped talking, frowned and turned around, only to see a middle-aged man wearing a military attache's robe next to the city gate. He had an upright figure and a solemn face. He raised his hands and cupped his fists and bowed in a distant manner.

Look at these impeccable movements. If you hadn't practiced in front of the mirror for more than ten years, you wouldn't be as good at it.

The middle-aged man's arms were trembling slightly, which showed how excited he was, and he said in a trembling voice:

"Humble position Gongsun Ming! When I learned that His Highness the Crown Prince was seriously injured and would not recover, I was heartbroken every night and had trouble sleeping and eating every day! Fortunately, the sky has eyes..."

Every sentence was sonorous, powerful, and touching, and the soldiers standing guard next to him were stunned.

But before Gongsun Ming finished his speech, his son Gongsun Lu next to him pulled his father's sleeve:

"Dad, let's go, stop yelling."

Gongsun Ming paused for a moment and then looked up, only to see His Royal Highness riding a big horse, already more than ten steps away, without even bothering to look back.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Gongsun Ming straightened up quickly, trotted behind the wind-chasing horse, and said with a kind smile:

"In my humble position, I can't help myself for a moment. Don't blame me, Your Highness..."

Xu Buling rolled his eyes, remembering the scene when Gongsun Ming and Song Yufu took turns to praise him, and wanted to give this guy a kick. However, the matter has long since passed, and he was not interested in using his fists against a young official. He just said calmly:

"Master Gongsun, are you still alive?"

Gongsun Ming was shocked when he heard this and shed tears of gratitude:

"The prince, despite his busy schedule, still cares about the safety of his humble position. He is really flattered..."

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Xu Buling raised his hand to hold the hilt of the sword at his waist and glanced sideways at Gongsun Ming.

Sensing the danger, Gongsun Ming quickly shut up and started talking about business:

"The Holy One has ordered me to come all the way to greet His Highness the Crown Prince. The courtiers are already waiting at the Taiji Palace. I also asked the Crown Prince to follow me to the imperial city."

Only then was Xu Buling satisfied. He raised his chin, signaled Gongsun Ming to open the way, and asked softly:

"Have there been any changes in the capital in the past year?"

Gongsun Ming asked the imperial guards to clear the way in front, while he trotted beside the horse chasing the wind and said diligently:

"Big changes have taken place. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has left, and all the young ladies in the city are falling in love with each other..."

"Lord Gongsun, do you want me to hand over a message to the Holy One later and give you a promotion? Tomorrow I will take my family and go to Lingnan to be the magistrate of the state?"

Gongsun Ming's expression was shocked: "Your Majesty, you don't have to worry about your humble position. Well... there haven't been any big changes in the past year; the three princes and nine ministers have been replaced by Lord Guan Hongzhuo from the Guan family on Kuishou Street, and his younger brother General Guan Hongye is the commander-in-chief of the prince's counter-rebellion. General Guan Hongye's ability to lead troops is naturally inferior to His Highness Prince Su. Although his son, Lord Guan, is handsome and good at both civil and military affairs, he has unique hobbies and is said to be unisex. Compared with His Royal Highness, eating is nothing like clouds and mud..."

Xu Buling waved his hand: "Don't mention these things, is Song Ying back?"

Gongsun Ming shook his head: "Lord Song, the divine dragon has seen its head but not its tail. How can a humble official know its whereabouts? However, recently the Lieutenant's Mansion has been ordered to strictly investigate outsiders entering the city. It seems that the Detective Department has received news that someone wants to rescue the Prince You Prince of Northern Qi. Jiang Kai, Jiang Kai is imprisoned in the dungeon of the Criminal Investigation Department. If the news is true, Master Song may also be guarding Chang'an City."

Xu Buring nodded. He just came to report that he was here. He would leave the city as soon as the court meeting was over. He didn't have time to invite Song Ying to tea. He didn't ask questions at the moment. He drove his horse through Zhuque Street and arrived outside the imperial city. He crossed directly. Entering the palace gate...

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At the end of the White Stone Royal Road, the majestic hall stands under the sky. The rain is about to come, and the gloomy weather adds a bit of solemnity.

In the Taiji Hall, Song Ji sat on the dragon chair, with civil and military officials on his left and right. The Grand Commandant Guan Hongzhuo told the latest situation in various places in Dayue.

From New Year's Eve to today, in three months, the landslide situation has almost overwhelmed the civil and military officials. The verbal battles that often occurred in the court have disappeared, leaving only the frowns in the hall.

At the beginning, Song Ji would lose his temper and scold the officials, but now he has calmed down. He is just like an old chess player, taking the remaining chess in front of him seriously, and taking every step carefully in the midst of murderous intentions.

The attitudes of the court officials in the hall have also changed slightly compared to before.

In the past, Song Ji's prestige was unquestionable. He managed Dayue in an orderly manner, and the vassal kings obeyed his orders without daring to have any dissent. The court was in awe and obedience from the bottom of their hearts.

Now, Dayue is on fire everywhere, and there are chaos in the east, south, west and north. The cause of these problems may have been there since the founding of the country, and it has little to do with Song Ji, but the reason for the fire is that Song Ji is too strong in power, which has angered the vassal kings; after the flames were raised, they could not be extinguished, and they burned more and more. The court officials could not clean up the mess, so they naturally became dissatisfied with Song Ji.

However, the current situation has not yet reached the point where it is powerless to save the situation. Although the court officials have some opinions in their hearts, they are not easy to show them, and they are still trying to remedy it seriously.

After Guan Hongzhuo finished telling the battle situation at the border, he returned to his original position and discussed countermeasures with the court officials. From the corner of his eyes, he occasionally looked outside the Taiji Hall, waiting for the arrival of Prince Su.

Soon, the sound of crisp horse hooves rang out on the white stone square outside the hall, and a eunuch came in to report.

Song Ji smiled a little and raised his hand gently:

"Announce Xu Buling to enter the hall!"

"Announce, Prince Su to enter the hall!"

The loud voice came out of the hall, and all the civil and military officials stopped talking and looked out of the hall.

Outside the Taiji Hall, under the white stone steps, a tall man in a white robe, with his hand on the hilt of the sword, walked up the steps slowly.

Not hurried or slow, gradually revealing an extraordinary handsome face, with a calm expression, without any emotion, no different from the past.

The last time most of the court officials met Xu Buling was at the Falling Bend, when Xu Buling rushed to the Wangjiang Terrace alone with a sword and stabbed 'Song Ji' to death.

At that time, everyone thought that Xu Buling was dead, and if he was alive, he would be a useless person imprisoned to death.

Now seeing Xu Buling entering the Taiji Hall intact, although his face is still the same as before, it is difficult for the court officials to regard this young man of only 20 as an immature son of a noble family.

The court officials reviewed the usurpation of the throne by Song Yu and the mystery of the Dragon Locking Gu last year. Song Yu and Taiwei Liu Pingyang lost everything, and the emperor and Prince Su were both injured. One failed to reduce the vassal state and caused the current turmoil, and the other's only son became a madman.

But as time went by, Xu Buling "found a good prescription" and recovered as soon as he returned to Suzhou. The court officials understood that the only winner of the turmoil that caused bloodshed in Chang'an last year was Xu Buling.

And he won thoroughly, just like now, when Xu Buling entered the Taiji Hall alone and came to Song Ji, Song Ji could only grit his teeth and swallow his anger, putting on a friendly smile.

At this time of war, the civil and military officials in the court naturally did not dare to mention the unpleasant things of last year. When they met, they began to praise Xu Buling's feat in Taiyuan and recalled the glory of General Xu in those days.

Xu Buling ignored the civil and military officials in the court. He put his hand on the hilt of the sword and looked straight ahead. He strode through the center of the Taiji Hall and came to the bottom of the dragon throne. He raised his hand and saluted:

"Your Majesty, I am Xu Buling, and I pay my respects to His Majesty!"

Song Ji's face was gentle, and there was no other emotion in his eyes. He just raised his hand gently:

"No need for courtesy. The ministers are discussing the war in Taiyuan. You have just arrived. You can listen first. If you have a good plan, you can speak freely."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Xu Buling nodded gently and stood behind his brother-in-law Xiao Chuyang.

The two sides met again, and they had just two short conversations without any emotions, as if nothing had happened before, just a normal monarch and minister.

The civil and military officials were not surprised by this. After a brief greeting, they began to analyze the Taiyuan war again.

However, the calmer the surface, the more violent the suppressed things in the heart.

No one knew what Song Ji was thinking while sitting on the dragon throne.

Xu Buling, standing behind the three officials, looked at the emperor in the same hall with his peripheral vision. Even if he didn't want to be so mean, some messy thoughts flashed through his mind:

Your mother is so obedient...

Your wife is so soft...

One hand can't hold it...