The Struggle of the Reborn Prince

Chapter 3: Extremely unlucky ()

After a brief surprise, the old Taoist priest was the first to wake up. He stepped forward and grabbed the doctor Wang who was guarding the bedside: "When did your highness wake up?"

"One moment!" Doctor Wang thought for a while and said, the old Taoist priest pinched it with his fingers, and the little Taoist priest kept mumbling something.

"Master Zhang, what's wrong with Master Liu?" The emperor asked hurriedly when he saw the two Taoist priests losing their composure.

"Your Majesty, the time when Your Highness woke up was the moment when the comet appeared. I'm afraid it's unlucky!" The old Taoist priest bowed and replied. His identity was not simple. He was Liu Hunkang, the twenty-fifth generation master of the Shangqing Sect. He was nearly 20 years old.

Ninety is not only proficient in music, but also proficient in yin and yang arithmetic. He did some calculations and calculated that His Highness should have reached the end of his yang life, but he has returned to his soul, his fate has changed, and he cannot calculate what the future will be like.

"Your Majesty, please look!" The young Taoist priest pointed at the comet the size of a cup in the western sky and said, "This star is evil. It is the anger of heaven. It is ordered that heaven will generate evil energy, and there will be disaster wherever the light reaches. Your Highness.

If he comes back to life, he may be contaminated with evil spirits, which is unlucky!"

"Does the Celestial Master have a way to solve this problem?" The emperor asked hurriedly. Although this Taoist priest is young, he is the 36th generation of the Celestial Master. He is best at praying for rain, praying for sunshine, and subduing demons. He is often praised by the emperor.

Invited to travel between the capital and Longhu Mountain.

"This!" Zhang Tianshi and Liu Hunkang looked at each other, feeling embarrassed.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness has a violent temper, which may be detrimental to the people in the palace. As long as you find a secluded place to cultivate your mind and cultivate your character, you can naturally ensure peace both inside and outside!" Liu Hunkang glanced at the empress and said bravely. No one in the palace knows this.

The emperor loves Concubine Zheng the most. If he speaks too harshly, I am afraid that if the concubine says a few bad words in the emperor's ears, he and his disciples will be killed. However, the emperor has a destiny and must say it. After he said it, he gently used

He kicked Zhang Tianshi and said in his heart, "Every good thing can't be yours, and you have to bear some of the bad things too."

"What Taoist Master Liu said is absolutely true. As long as you avoid the capital, live a hundred miles away, live in seclusion, and let His Highness concentrate on cultivating Taoism, you can return to the capital to serve Your Majesty and Your Majesty when you reach adulthood!" Tianshi Zhang is also a smart man. After receiving the hint, he immediately

I understand what my colleague meant.

"Who are you? You took one look at me and decided my fate!" Zhao Cheng cursed while judging his current situation. Based on the furnishings in the room and the clothes of other people, he figured out where he was now.

I don't know which dynasty's palace possessed a seven or eight-year-old child. This child's identity is not simple, he is a prince or something. The person who is guarding him is his mother, who is probably someone in the palace.

As for the status of the concubine, the man who came in later was the emperor without asking. I don’t know what these two old masters were, but they were probably very favored, otherwise they would not come in and out of the palace casually.

"Oh, Tong'er has always been in poor health. He just caught a cold. It cannot be related to the evil star in the sky!" The empress quickly defended when she heard that the child had a relationship with the comet. This was not a trivial matter.

"Your Majesty, I have done some calculations. His Highness's soul just left the body. The Heavenly Master and I used the method to collect his soul. Unexpectedly, the evil star suddenly came and the evil spirit took the opportunity to invade His Highness's body. I am afraid that the evil spirit will do evil here, which will be detrimental to Your Majesty and Your Majesty.

Ah!" Liu Hunkang explained nonstop.

"Taoist Master, is there no way to crack it?" the empress asked with tears in her eyes. "Your Highness is the son of a dragon. Although the evil spirit is powerful, it is difficult to harm His Highness' life. As long as His Highness practices outside for a few days, and is supplemented by an experienced Taoist

When the yang energy in the body of the spiritual elixir and holy water is full, it can force out evil spirits!" Liu Hunkang said with a smile.

"My dear concubine, don't worry. The Immortal has already said that Tong'er is just practicing outside for a few days, nothing will happen to her!" The emperor gently stroked his empress's back and comforted him softly. It seemed that the two of them were very affectionate. "I'm worried.

I have been busy for several days to save the second prince, but you came in and just made some nonsense and took all my credit away. Is this really justified?" Dr. Wang, who had been standing aside, became redundant at this time.

Although I was resentful and wanted to defend myself a few words, I saw that the emperor believed deeply in the words of the two veterans, so I shook my head and let it go.

"Damn, what kind of ghosts and snakes are those two? They are all deceptive superstitions from his grandmother." Zhao Cheng thought of this, and suddenly his brain short-circuited. Without ghosts and gods, how could he end up in this young man's body? What the hell

Strangely enough, as soon as Zhao Cheng got angry, his weak body couldn't bear it anymore, and it 'frozen' again. It was already the next day when he restarted.

After Zhao Cheng woke up, he pretended to be confused while relying on his keen insight to figure out the situation in front of him: he was in the Song Dynasty nine hundred years ago, and his 'father' was the current emperor, a famous person in history.

The villain—Zhao Ji, a typical example of someone who loses his mind by playing with things—let the Jin people kidnap Song Huizong, who died in the north; his mother is Zheng Hongmei, the most beloved concubine of the Holy Emperor today, and she is the child of their love—the two children who died young in history.

Prince Yan Wang Zhao Yu.

The words of the two old Taoists convinced Zhao Ji, who was superstitious in this way. After some arrangements, on the eighteenth day of the first lunar month of the fifth year of Chongning in the Song Dynasty, the second prince Zhao Tao, the king of Yingtian County, and the governor of Baode Jiedushi contracted a strange illness and ordered to

He left the palace and went to Gongzhou (Xiangyi) to recuperate. This incident did not cause any disturbance. After all, the prince was only a six-year-old kid. People just wondered why such a young child would be sent to a place so far away from Beijing.

Has Concubine Zheng fallen out of favor, or has there been a change in the palace? Before the rumor spread, it was overshadowed by bigger things. First, the emperor ordered a few small yellow gatekeepers to smash the Yuanyou party monument standing in front of the palace gate at night.

Then Prime Minister Cai Jing was dismissed from office again, and his reign was changed to Daguan. At this time, the capital was already turbulent, everyone was in danger, and no one cared about a young prince who was kicked out of the palace.

It was already the first year of Daguan in a blink of an eye, and it was now the hottest season of the year. Although there was an ice basin in the house, it was difficult to dilute the heat. Zhao Tong was not sleepy at this time. He turned over and looked through the slightly undulating

Shaman looked at the stars in the sky outside the window. After recuperating in recent days, coupled with Zhao Tan's immortal Xiaoqiang's tenacity, he retreated little by little from the door of hell.

It has been a long time since I came to this world. I was used to being alone in my previous life, but I still have trustworthy comrades and brothers. Now I have good food and clothing every day, and everyone is respectful to me.

But there is no one to talk to, and living in loneliness every day is really unbearable.

"Although Liang Yuan is nice, it is not my home!" Zhao Tong turned over and lay on his back. He sighed and said softly. Fortunately, he was sent here. If he stayed in the palace for a few more days, his secret might be exposed.

Even if I try hard to adapt here, I still seem to be different and out of tune with this era.

"Who is following me secretly today?" Everyone has a sixth sense, but everyone's sensitivity is different. After special training, Zhao Tong's sixth sense is extremely developed. If a person is secretly spying on him for a little while,

If he grows up, he will be discovered. As soon as he went out today, he found that someone was secretly monitoring his every move. He tried to take action several times, but he cleverly avoided it. This was not the first time that he felt that someone was following him. In the past,

He thought it was the guards sent by Huang Jingchen to secretly protect his safety, but today's feeling overturned his understanding. He felt the murderous aura shrouded in that person, a kind of uncomfortable coldness and bloodthirsty.

"It's not that easy if you want me to die!" There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth. He finally lived again, but he couldn't let them be proud of him.

At this time, he could understand why the survival rate of the princes in the past was so low, because each of them was a candidate for the 'Supreme Leader', and they might sit on that chair and become the emperor who dominated the world. Especially, especially

In the Song Dynasty, a dynasty where brothers could compete with each other, and virtuous people could not stand up, it could be said that every living prince had an opportunity, and if he had one less brother, he would have a better chance of winning. The merit of supporting him would attract countless people.

The powerful officials went one after another to fan the flames behind the scenes, even at the risk of their wealth and lives.

"Who could be plotting against me over and over again?" After Zhao Tong figured this out, he felt that everything was shrouded in conspiracy. It seems that falling into the water while playing in the palace was not an accident. Someone was also there when he left the palace.

Among them, he tried to add fuel to the flames by trying to get himself out of the palace's sight and put himself to death. It seemed that his physical improvement had made some people feel uncomfortable.

"Could it be the queen?" Zhao Tong turned over again and thought with a frown. Queen Wang gave birth to the emperor's eldest son Zhao Dan (later the prince Zhao Huan, who served as the emperor's Qinzong for a year). Although she now occupies

Although his mother is now a noble concubine, she is vaguely the head of the Sixth Palace and presides over the work, and is the most favored by the emperor, so he has become a strong contender for the throne.

"She is the most likely!" Zhao Tong initially judged that there are seven or eight brothers behind him, and it is possible that their people are behind the scenes. As the saying goes, "If I kill the panda, I will be a national treasure." The East Palace is still empty.

If you kill everyone in front of them, you can get to the top, which is also impossible to say.

The palace is just a big mess. People with little scheming will not live long at all. Zhao Tong's head hurts when he thinks about it, and he can't make a decision at all. He knows too little about the inside story of the palace. He doesn't even know how many maidens his father has found for him.

He couldn't figure it out, and it was indeed not easy to find the real culprit. All he could do at the moment was to survive and get rid of the enemies in front of him. Thinking of this, his head hurt even more, and his body was still very weak.

In a head-to-head confrontation, an old lady with normal hands and feet can strangle herself to death, and there is no one she can trust around her. I don’t know why he was not equipped with a guard force when he left the palace. Now there are only a dozen strong men.

The handymen were on watch at night, and the cockless chamberlains in their own yard were responsible for the security work. They might be able to deal with a rooster and a dog thief, but if a decent assassin came, they probably wouldn't know how they died.

"Huh? How could this happen?" Thinking of this, Zhao Tong added a little doubt. This is something that shouldn't go wrong. No matter how good a prince is, his safe palace will not let it go. Someone must have done something wrong in advance.

Zhao Tong couldn't help but shudder when he thought of this. It seemed that he had to be more careful.