Waste prince: Why do you force me to be emperor?

"Boom boom boom..."

In the army village of the Wangfu in Huangzhou, a bunch of bonfires were lit, illuminating the mountains and rivers like daylight.

Everyone sat around the campfire according to the number of tents.

Complaint meeting?

How to complain?

"Hoohoohoo..."

The wind made the leaves on Shenlong Mountain rustle.

The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the moon revealed its incomplete face again.

"Clap clap clap..."

In the mountains and rivers, the fish jumped out of the water happily again, as if they had forgotten the horror just now, and slapped the water with their tails.

now.

In the barren state army stronghold.

Apart from patrolling and lurking sentries, Xia Tian is the only person standing.

He stares around.

These people are the most primitive family property of his Huangzhou Palace.

He said, "What is a grievance meeting?"

"It is to speak out the bitterness in the heart, pour out the bitterness of life and feelings, and let us all know!"

"Sometimes, when I feel bitter, I find someone to talk to, and I feel less bitter!"

"Now, you will be the people of the palace around you, friends who are willing to listen to your complaints!"

"In the future, if you live and fight together, you should also be friends!"

"Do you understand?"

"understand!"

Everyone in the Huangzhou palace responded loudly.

Xia Tian encouraged with a smile: "Be bold, let go, the opportunity to dump your bitterness does not come at any time. You are ordered by this king to dump you today. You must seize the opportunity!"

"As the old saying goes, if you pass this village, you won't have this shop anymore!"

This kind of old saying is a new word that emerges in summer.

"Hahaha......"

Everyone couldn't help laughing when they heard their prince's playful words.

That handsome young prince under the firelight can always touch people's hearts with his words!

At this time.

After the bonfire circles spoke in the summer, the designated organizers took over and started organizing activities.

Only then did Xia Tian sit down and look at everyone: "Who will come first?"

Everyone didn't speak and looked at Xia Tian.

The implication is: "My lord can come first!"

Everyone is curious about the pain in Xia Tian's heart.

Xia Tian knows what everyone thinks.

But, he said loudly: "Zang Yi, you come first!"

Zang Yi was taken aback: "Yes!"

Immediately.

Everyone is excited!

Among all the people, what everyone knows the most is the pain of the old ghost who came down from the battlefield and Zhao Zichang wandered from the barren state to the Central Plains, the pain of his family being broken and missing.

By Xia Tian's side, in terms of mystery, Zang Yi is the number one.

Hidden sword dead warriors have always been the most mysterious people in the world.

He is also the person most people want to know.

Zang Yi stood up, walked to the campfire, in the middle of the crowd, spoke sternly, his voice had no emotion or temperature.

"For as long as I can remember, my parents have been out on missions and rarely at home."

"Until one time, a strange uncle came in and told me that they were killed while performing a mission!"

"That year, when I was six years old, I asked him sadly... who killed my parents?"

"That uncle said, it's the Great Xia court!"

Zang Yi's tone became much lower: "Later, that uncle took me away, to a mountain!"

"There are thousands of orphans like me whose parents were killed by the Great Xia court."

"Both men and women!"

"From that time on, we have a new name - Hidden Sword Dead Warrior!"

"Until then, I didn't know that my parents were officials of the former Qin Dynasty and were hunted and killed by the eagle dogs of the Great Xia court."

"It was also on that day that I saw the suicide note written by my father and mother, telling me to protect the prince with my life in this life!"

"Because, if the prince can hold the power, he will be able to protect former Qin officials like my parents!"

"In this world, there are still many former Qin officials hiding in the dark and lingering."

"From that day on, while practicing Tibetan swordsmanship, I performed tasks according to Master's instructions."

"In the past ten years, [-]% of the dead warriors with hidden swords gathered on the mountain have died while carrying out their missions, and only a hundred of us are left."

"I narrowly escaped death countless times, only to live to be 16 years old, and received an order to protect the prince."

"Because I have outstanding talent, I am the best at practicing Tibetan swordsmanship, and I am the best at completing tasks, so I became Zangyi."

At this time.

The faceless man said: "The dead warrior who hides the sword, throughout the ages, why is he called the leader of the dead?"

"It's because the practice of Tibetan swordsmanship is not only martial arts, but also mental skills."

"The Tibetan sword warriors who can practice Tibetan swordsmanship have all experienced a narrow escape!"

"If the skill of Tibetan swordsmanship is not perfect, you will die without life."

"Throughout the ages, there have been three batches of dead warriors who hid swords in this world."

"The first batch was practiced by the ancestor of the Tibetan Sword Sect."

"The second batch was practiced by former Qin Zulong."

"The third batch is all of you!"

Cang Jian cupped his hands and said: "Senior Wuqian really understands us!"

Xia Tian asked gently: "Zang Yi, have you suffered in your heart for more than ten years?"

Zang Yi took a deep breath: "Bitter!"

"The enmity between parents is unshakable, if you don't avenge it, you swear not to be human!"

"Only by overthrowing the Great Xia court can I avenge my parents!"

"With my own power, if I want to overthrow the Great Xia court, it's like a fly shaking a tree. I can't do it."

"So, before following the prince, my heart is dead!"

"This is exactly in line with the state of mind of a dead man!"

Zang Yi raised his head, looked at the void, with guilt on his face: "At that time, the only thing I thought about was to die in the mission as soon as possible, and reunite with my parents underground!"

Speaking of it.

Zang Yi said with complicated eyes: "But, I met the prince!"

"Remember, the first thing you said to me in private was: You are a human being, not a murderous puppet!"

"The king needs people by his side, not walking dead!"

"Since I was a child, my master has always said a word: When you enter the door of the dead warrior who hides the sword, don't treat yourselves as human beings. You are just murderous walking corpses, and you are destined to die at the hands of the enemy!"

"You are destined to die for your master!"

"That day, I was confused!"

"Later, my lord, you asked me again, man, it's a day to live happily, and it's also a day to live in pain, why don't you live happily?"

"From childhood to adulthood, I rarely taste the taste of happiness, so I don't know."

"That day, I was confused again!"

"The next day, my lord, you asked me again, as a human being, what is the right thing to do?"

"I have always regarded myself as a dead person!"

"So, I still can't answer it!"

"On the third day, my lord, you asked me again: I have lived to be 16 years old in this world, besides being ready to die for you all the time, besides the hatred that I never forget in my heart, is there anything else I want to do?"

"I haven't thought about it, so I still can't answer it!"

"Later, the prince asked again, people leave their names, and geese leave their voices. When I come to this world, have you ever thought about leaving something?"

"I can't even answer it!"

"Hehehe..."

Zang Yi didn't know what he thought of, a smile that no one had seen before appeared on his stern face.

"A few days ago, the prince asked me to think about three questions."

"Question one: who am I?"

"Second question: where do I come from?"

"The third question: where am I going?"

"I was dumbfounded at the time!"

"For a while, countless questions appeared in my mind?"

"So, I started thinking!"

At this time.

Xia Tian didn't have the prince's airs at all, and teased: "If you think about it one by one, God will laugh!"

Zang Yi also laughed!

"Yes, that's what the prince said that day!"

The corner of Xia Tian's mouth curled into an inscrutable smile, although it was good-looking, it was very similar to the sly complacency of the fox when he stole the chicken.

In another time and space, after the wise man named Plato raised the three questions of the soul, it has been a topic of debate among wise men from all walks of life since ancient times, and there is no standard answer.

However, it can be thought-provoking and introspective.

A dead man with a hidden sword has long had the will to die, like a walking corpse, and will not take the initiative to think about life.

They bury their humanity and desires deep in their hearts!

And Xia Tian wants them to think about their own lives, release their humanity, dispel the dead energy in their hearts, and rejuvenate them.

Because, Tibetan sword youths have all kinds of knowledge, if they only become dead warriors, it would be a waste of their talents!

suddenly.

Zang Yi knelt in front of Xia Tian: "My lord, we have already thought about it along the way!"

"We are the prince's hidden sword warriors."

"We are here to protect the prince!"

"In the future, we will be the sword in the hands of the prince, and the direction your finger points to is the direction we are going."

"Who did the prince say to kill? Whom shall we kill?"

"My lord let us die! We will die!"

"If the prince doesn't let us die, we won't die!"

Xia Tian was caught off guard, and the veins in the corners of his eyes twitched: "You... have gotten a little angry!"

"But it's not enough!"

Zang Yi's attitude is sincere: "Yes!"

"What the prince said, Zang Yi thinks it is right!"

"We work hard to change and strive to be a little more alive!"

Zang Yi tried his best to laugh, but now, he looked uglier than crying.

summer:"......"

"Pfft..."

All the hidden sword warriors showed up, knelt behind Xia Tian on one knee, and repeated Zang Yi's words: "We have made up our minds! We are the prince's hidden sword warriors."

"We are here to protect the prince!"

"In the future, I will protect the prince and die."

"Who did the prince say to kill? Whom shall we kill?"

"My lord let us die! We will die!"

"If the prince doesn't let us die, we won't die!"

Xia Tian looked up to the sky and sighed: "This is not the answer I want!"

"You continue to think about these three questions!"

"Next time, I'll ask again!"

"Yes!"

Zang Yi couldn't help asking: "My lord, the dead don't die...is that still a dead man?"

The corner of Xia Tian's mouth twitched: "Get lost!"

"Good!"

Zang Yi happily disappeared by the fire circle.

At this moment, I said everything in my heart, and I felt... so happy!

This feeling has never been felt before.

He hid himself in the shadow of Xia Tian, ​​and the corner of his mouth unconsciously evoked a smile, which he didn't even notice.

He actually smiled very nicely.

"Go away!"

"Ok!"

The corners of the Tibetan sword youths' mouths evoked an unconscious smile, and they disappeared again!

at this time.

The anger emanating from the sword-hiding youths became even more intense.

Xia Tian also laughed!

If the human heart is full of bitterness, there will be no room for sweetness.

It takes hard work to be happy!

at this time.

Sima Lan stared at Xia Tian bewilderedly, and whispered: "Little Ge, the sword-hiding youths have become alive!"

"Under the prince's guidance, their future will be limitless!"

"My lord, I really took their hearts!"

"From now on, they are not dead men, but they are more capable of dying for the prince than dead men!"

"My lord's question is really good!"

As a dead man, Sima Ge felt it even more deeply: "At the beginning, it was Miss who used her heart and affection to exhaust the dead energy in my heart. It took many years!"

"But my lord, I just asked a few questions...Miss, are you convinced?"

Sima Lan glared at her unhappily: "At the beginning, you were not convinced, right?"

Sima Ge vented his anger: "Xiao Ge has long been convinced!"

Sima Lan smiled sweetly: "That's good!"

"Otherwise, I'll let the prince train you and convince you!"

Sima Ge's pretty face flushed: "Do you want the prince to tease me?"

"Is this really good?"

Sima Lan: "..."

At this time.

Xia Tian looked at the two women who were whispering, and said curiously: "Lan'er, you are the number one beauty in Da Xia, the number one talented woman in the imperial capital, and the most beloved daughter of Prime Minister Zuo. But is there still suffering?"

Sima Lan stood up, let the fire light illuminate her beautiful face and graceful figure, looked somewhere in the distance and said, "Yes!"

"I have a sister who likes to grab things with me since she was a child..."