Chapter 799： Shock

Yu Jin calmly dismissed the ministers who came to congratulate him. Only then did he receive the imperial decree brought by the servants crowded in the crowd, which made the old historian confirm that he had not dreamed.

Closing the gate of the palace, the old long history tugged Yu Jin's sleeves and tears: "The old minister gave the prince, uh, no, the prince is pleased..."

Yu Jin was a little tired, and said helplessly: "Will Chang Shi go back to the house and wash his face?"

Wash your face and calm down, lest an old man cry weirdly at him.

Old Changshi pulled Yu Jin's sleeves tighter.

He doesn't want to go back to the house to wash his face, he is not excited enough yet.

The prince became a prince, and the surname Dou dare to speak in front of him in the future?

This is really proud!

Old Changshi felt that his life was complete, how could he go back to his house and wash his face.

Yu Jin pulled out his sleeves hard, and said lightly: "Then I will go back to the house and tell the princess about the news."

"It should be, it should be." Old Chang Shi said in a pile.

Yu Jin strode towards Yuheyuan with his tucked sleeves.

Old Changshi stared at Yu Jin's back intently.

Madam Ji waved her hand: "The prince has gone far, so what else are you looking at?"

Old Changshi returned to his senses, his tone sighed: "Mother Ji, do you think our princess has good luck?"

Otherwise, how do you explain that the prince suddenly became a prince, and will the prince fight?

Mother Ji squeezed her handkerchief and nodded: "It must be."

Just like the princess, who just wants to be with the prince and don’t want to take care of the affairs of the house, what else can be today besides a good life!

Old Chang Shi and Mother Ji looked at each other and sighed at the same time.

This man, he can't do not obey his orders.

As all the officials left in a mighty manner, the news spread to the ears of the palace masters.

At that time King Qi was copying Buddhist scriptures.

There is a knife on the head of the word Ren. Years of forbearance is not so good. King Qi used to copy the Buddhist scriptures to pass the time these days to calm himself.

Upon hearing the news, a cloud of thick ink dripped on the rice paper, destroying all the scriptures that were copied.

"The prince——"

"Get out!"

The door was quickly closed, and King Qi firmly held the pen, and the barrel of the pen was snapped off, making his palms bloody.

King Qi didn't feel any pain, and thumped the table.

Lao Qi was made a prince?

How can this be? The father must be crazy!

Where is the queen mother? Didn’t the queen mother fail to deal with the queen, didn’t she stop her father?

The letter said that the Queen Mother would help him, but after a long time, Old Qi became a crown prince. Who can tell him how the Queen Mother helped him?

Who can tell him?

King Qi swept forcefully, swept all the objects on the desk to the ground, and fell into a daze in the mess on the ground.

"Why, why...impossible, impossible..."

The young man outside the door did not dare to come in, his scalp numb as he listened to King Qi's self-talk.

The princess is crazy, isn't the prince also crazy?

In the Palace of King Lu, King Lu held his chin with one hand and rubbed his **** with the other, grinning, "Mother, I fell to death."

Concubine Lu’s heart was no less shocked than King Lu’s heart, but she was still calm on her face, fanning her group of fans unhurriedly: “What the prince is so excited for, it’s not that you were made a prince.”

King Lu grabbed Concubine Lu's hand and shook it hard: "Old Seven, it's Old Seven!"

Concubine Lu twisted her eyebrows and guessed: "Do you feel close to King Yan and happy for King Yan?"

King Lu twitched the corners of his mouth: "I, pooh, who is happy, you are not surprised? Old Qi can be a prince, what about me?"

He is bigger than the old seventh!

Concubine Lu, fearing that an emotional King Lu would accidentally injure the fetus in his abdomen, she protected her lower abdomen and said: "You are a good county king. Let's be content."

Wang Lu rolled up his sleeves, then put them down again.

Well, if it weren't for the woman's pregnancy, he would have to clean her up.

The husband is the sky, is there anyone who talks to the sky like this?

King Shu was holding the jar of crickets and was about to go to a duel with King Kang, when he heard this amazing news.

When King Shu loosened his hand, the jar fell from his arms, and the crickets inside disappeared into the grass in the blink of an eye.

Following the king of Shu’s little servant hurriedly chased, chasing and shouting: "The cricket ran away--"

The king of Shu leaned against the tree all over, pale and muttered: "What cricket ran away, obviously the prince's position ran away..."

King Shu raised his head subconsciously.

The sun was shining, spilling in through the dense leaves, stabbing him to open his eyes, and some wanted to cry.

Didn't he just intend to slow down, why did he put the crown prince down?

The father is too much, there was no sign before.

What should he do from now on?

The little servant who had caught up with the cricket ran over holding the jar and cautiously shouted, "The lord --"

King Shu rolled his eyes and asked nonchalantly, "Where is the cricket?"

"Get it back!"

King Shu was silent for a long time and sighed: "Go to the Kangjun Palace."

It's better to find Uncle Wang to fight the crickets, the money you earn is the most real.

As for that position, he didn't give up. He didn't see that Yu Lang was finally abolished after being a prince for decades, and he was proud of the old Qi for a while, he just looked for a chance.

Yes, bear it again.

King Shu tried to comfort himself, thinking about the rich gold and silver that crickets had won these days, it didn't feel so uncomfortable for a while.

Walking out of the gate of the palace, King Shu stopped in front of the stone lion and suddenly woke up: No, the old Qi became a prince and he accepted it so quickly. Isn't his mentality a little better?

Some officials who were not qualified to go to the court learned that the news that King Yan was made prince was later.

"Master Jiang, congratulations."

Shangfeng and several colleagues came in and congratulated Master Jiang Er together.

Master Jiang Er was a little at a loss: "Everyone, this is--"

"The King Yan has been established as the Crown Prince!"

The tea cup in Master Jiang Er's hand fell and hit the feet.

But he didn't care about the pain, so he slowly rushed to the peak and clasped his fists: "The official has a leave."

After all, he ran without waiting for the approval of the superior.

Master Jiang Er rushed into the Charity Hall.

Mrs. Feng was a little surprised: "Is there something wrong in such a panic?"

"Big, big thing!"

"What's the matter?" Mrs. Feng's heart jumped and she couldn't help getting up.

Master Jiang Er breathed a sigh of relief: "King Yan is the prince!"

Mrs. Feng suddenly fell back and sat back, pulling her clothes so as not to faint with excitement, and said, "Quickly, call your uncle!"

Not long after, the maid returned to report: "Uncle went out to fight crickets early in the morning, and he has not yet returned to the house."

Mrs. Feng stagnated.

Recently, the unhealthy trends and evil spirits that have blown from nowhere in the capital have become popular, and she has no idea how many times she has scolded the boss for fun

Now I can’t scold my sorrow, the eldest son has become the prince’s son-in-law!

"What are you doing in a daze, go outside and invite your uncle back."

Send out all the people, leaving the mother and son facing each other.

"Four girls really become a prince?"

"The imperial edict is all down..." Master Jiang Er stared at his fingers in a daze.

No finger count!