Reborn Tyrant Raiders System

"I am the pride of my father!!"

Listening to the almost white-eyed words in his ears, Fu Mingtian said that it was a lie not to be jealous.People are more popular than others, which has been perfectly manifested in Fu Mingqin.The fighter jet in Gao Fushuai has a self-contained defense system, and the cheating system is plugged in...

Fu Mingtian walked around behind calmly, grabbed a bunch of simple and neat high ponytail hairstyles, a pair of phoenix eyes were raised, and smiled, "You son of a bitch, are you going to grow up soon?"

Because someone pulled his hair, his head tilted back involuntarily, and the repeated sentences in his mouth came to an abrupt end.Fu Mingqin glared angrily, turned around, and before he could make a move, he heard someone say leisurely, "Tomorrow, I will give you the six reincarnations!"

Fu Mingqin's handsome face immediately turned ferocious.

Waste of time, no! ! !

In the past, only the prince was on duty to study in the Six Departments. Does it make sense for him to go to the Six Departments as an imperial uncle? !

The life of the prince of Danguo should be spent like this: go to school at the age of six, be crowned king at the age of 15, build a mansion, get married, and lead a messenger at the same time. Eliminate the battle for the throne; wait for the new emperor to ascend the throne, return to the capital, add titles, and receive false titles.And he spoke at the age of five, lived alone in a palace at the age of six, formally enlightened at the age of ten, let alone building a mansion at the age of 15, even now, his soul is light!Could it be that the Ministry of Internal Affairs embezzled his money privately, and he hasn't even seen a trace of it until now? !

Suddenly there was a surge of resentment in the car, and Fu Mingtian rubbed his hair with a broken smile.

"Emperor brother, I am the first son, my father is Wu Ren, and my uncle is the Grand Marshal!" Fu Mingqin reminded deeply, "If I don't make friends, there will be ministers kneeling under my door!" Emperor Fu Ming built a luxurious palace by himself Isn't it easy to control under the nose?A prince goes out of the palace to build a mansion with money to develop his industry. Through his big marriage, he makes friends with talents and gathers disciples. If he doesn't seek a great cause, is he still acting as a stage?

Fu Mingtian frowned when he heard the words, and used the lid of the teacup to shake the floating leaves on the tea water. Looking at the ripples that appeared, he took a sip, and while estimating that he would be tired later, he sent him an indirect kiss, secretly Disclaimer: What you say is true!Every word and every sentence clearly pointed out the key points of the contradiction.Since ancient times, there have been no brothers in the struggle for the throne, not to mention the embarrassing status of the successors of the Yuan Dynasty.But he is not a whim to make people cholera.He's cheap daddy, it's true that Emperor Fu Ming left a splendid landscape, but... Maybe it's because the superior was flawed when he ascended the throne, and he cherishes feathers very much.Over the years, the ministers who have been cultivated, especially the auxiliary ministers, are always a little bit self-righteous.He suppressed veteran officials and abolished several honorable families, but for each of the six divisions that performed their duties, he did not knock or replace his own people, especially the official department, and he did not control it in his own hands, how to arrange local officials.You must know that the sky is high and the emperor is far away! !In the beginning, the mob was not because the emperor was immoral, but because the officials forced the people to rebel, and the poor mountains and rivers squeezed out a hundred thousand snowflakes of silver. If they can't survive, can they not rebel?

Let Fu Mingqin, the uncle who walks sideways, enter the sixth department, with the aura of Taizu on his outside, the blessing of brother status, and the soft sword in his hand, which is comparable to a humanoid weapon, destroy it wherever you point it!

He is waiting for "post-disaster reconstruction"! !

Of course he is jealous, the bastard is too leisurely, it hurts to see if he can eat or not.If he is having a hard time, don't let the person who makes him have a hard time have a hard time.

After a pause, Fu Mingqin continued to protest, "I can't guarantee that I won't be bewitched. I'm King Qin, do you understand?"

Fu Mingtian took a peek at Fu Mingqin's data value, carefully looked up and down Fu Mingqin's resentful face, listened to the rebellious words, and said in a subtle and emotional tone, "You son of a bitch, speak human words!"

"..."

"You dislike going to court for occupying the time of martial arts practice, so just say it! You are beating around the bush, and you are getting bolder because of my favor!"

"Brother Emperor!" Fu Mingqin was surprised for a moment when he heard the words, and then the little secret buried in his heart was exposed mercilessly, and he raised his chin to retort, "I rely on my father!"

Fu Mingtian was sad and indignant, "I am the emperor!"

Fu Mingqin quickly lowered his hands and drew his sword, and said in a pitiful tone, "I beat the emperor with my sword, and the officials with my sword. Do you want to try it, Brother Emperor?"

Less than ten centimeters away from Longyan, the sword smelted from black iron gleamed silver.

Fu Mingtian looked away tragically, and asked himself: Do I have a subconscious tendency to tremble?

Hey, when it comes down to it, his lack of confidence is the most important thing. Of course, he is still in the stage of being a beauty in the eyes of beholders.

Facing the emperor, the bastard who dared to draw his sword was upright and not for power.

Silently lit the wax for Ah Q's spirit!

Pulling Fu Mingqin into the market, seeing the bastard whose face changed instantly, for some reason, his mood index instantly increased by several hundred points.Inadvertently, Fu Mingqin's attitude towards him has quietly changed.

My heart trembled slightly, and the hands held in the wide sleeves slowly tightened, feeling the warmth of the held hands.

Feeling the sudden tightening of the hand being held, Fu Mingqin lowered his head slightly, glanced at the sleeves where his hands were connected, and glanced at the happy emperor, and sighed slightly in his heart, hey!As long as the emperor likes it, he likes it, anyway, he doesn't belong to the category that his father classified him.He was very responsible and did not abandon his due responsibilities, nor gave up on himself after being rejected, nor did he generate hatred because of love. The most important thing is that he did not do things that hurt others in the name of his lover, such as using himself Threatening the father in order to achieve his own goals.

Moreover, brother Huang also saved his life and gave him the sword manual!

Well, Fu Mingqin looked at the emperor, and silently added one, getting along with the emperor is not boring!

So, shrugging his shoulders happily, he is a prince, multiple concubines are no big deal! !

If the emperor's brother is being petty, prepare a thicker dowry for him in private. Anyway, they can't marry in a fair manner. Anyway, the father said that his concubine and side concubine are the emperor's finger marriage. Let him pay attention when the time comes Point, choose a good sister, not on the line.

Fu Mingqin's small abacus was crackling, and he was so happy that even Fu Mingtian stopped, looked suspiciously, and couldn't figure it out. After Xiaoyan repeatedly confirmed that everything was normal, the creepy feeling in his heart became more and more intense, and he couldn't help but Shivering, the corner of his eyes looked at Fu Mingqin, but his eyes sank.Not far away came a whole team of officers and soldiers.

Today is really not a good day to go out!

Riding the enviable jade horse back then, although Fu Mingzhe had removed his filial piety clothes, he was dressed in plain clothes, and under the guard of private soldiers, he came slowly towards the city.

A face that is just right, not too solemn, nor happy to forget the national mourning, so that the face that looked very modest now reveals a bit of gentleness, and it is more than a dusty appearance and etiquette But there was no sign of depression, and people couldn't help but praise-

Pretending to be so cool!

In direct comparison, Fu Mingtian complained unhappily, and tightened his hand.In his previous life, he was not too wronged when he was defeated by Fu Mingzhe, but he hated it!There is no family relationship in the struggle for the throne, but involving the entire Dan Kingdom, especially the land cession and compensation, is absolutely unforgivable.

As the youngest son of the family, he used to be a playboy without losing the basic style of life, which was the direction of his training.He never cared about family affairs, but he clearly remembered that the embassy and consulate that exploded in Outland that year was originally an ignorant child pestering him to join in the fun, but it became a scene that he will always remember when he grows up.It can't compare to the period of history written in the history books, which he experienced personally, so he hates it even more.

The country cannot be humiliated!

He is not the only one who is betrayed by his cronies, he can have other successors; betrayed by his love, he can still secretly lick his wounds and usher in the next spring with a smile.But a country is engraved with the history of humiliation because of him—

Hatred, hated!

Fu Mingtian looked up at the sky where the setting sun was about to set, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes!

While Fu Mingtian was thinking, there was also a person in the box on the second floor of the teahouse not far away, watching with a smile as the prince who was called the most filial piety entered the capital.

"Going to Beijing so quickly, is it because you are in a hurry to marry Her Royal Highness?"

Hearing the smile in the person's tone, as Fu Mingzhe's confidant, he lowered his head slightly, unaffected at all, and returned straight, "Mr. Shu, the master has said it, please think twice before acting, my master. The emperor is not so easy to deceive!"

"How does the emperor care about my affairs?" No matter what I do, the emperor can only protect me. A smile flashed in Shu Qing's eyes. If the emperor hadn't been estranged from the Gu family and suppressed the Shu family everywhere, his mother would not have panicked. , let him know the shocking truth by mistake.

"That's right, you are one of the concubines that the old emperor pointed out to the emperor!" The confidant said indifferently.

"You...presumptuous!" Hearing this, Shu Qing's face instantly turned pale, her head was raised unconsciously, and her volume increased.

"Mr. Shu, be careful." There was a ruthlessness in the eyes of the confidant, and then he said, "The master ordered me to inform you that he has already contacted several small countries to find trouble for others. If you can, you can help them occasionally. If you don't want to, don't destroy it!"

"Hmph, your master's plan?" Shu lightly smiled contemptuously, "Do you know what the emperor wants his son to do in the marketplace?"

"So what, the master has his own tricks!" The confidant returned lightly, then talked a few words, explained the layout, and then hid in the crowd.

Passing through the endless crowd, the confidant enters an ordinary coffin burning incense candles, and after several exchanges of code words, he is happily led into the backyard wing.

"Master Qi, there are people following behind, and they have already turned back!" As soon as he sat down, a black shadow floated down.

"Really?" His confidant smiled slowly, and slowly lifted the human skin mask from his chin, revealing his original face. It was Fu Mingzhe who came on horseback today, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, "Proceed as planned!"

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Fu Mingtian dragged the man back to the palace, and impatiently activated the defense plan.There is no other reason, if he came to Yangmou in person, he would definitely be able to catch it, but he didn't know where and when he would stab someone in the back, so he could only be prepared.

Besides, today's incident taught him a bloody lesson. Fu Mingqin, a bastard who was raised in the deep palace and in his old lair, was cut off on the road and put a small note in his heart. .

Fu Mingtian raised his eyebrows when he got Shu Qing's secret meeting with the mysterious person. Under Fu Mingqin's encouragement, Fu Mingtian felt sincerely happy that the secret guard had excelled in various kung fu, and even knew a little bit about lip language.The treasure map is too weak, the Wu family doesn't need a map at all, and the gold and silver in the treasury are blinding the treasury!

But in the next second, I was a little worried, Shu Qing was the grasshopper after Qiu, he could lose his father's position as prime minister at any time, but he couldn't stand up to his caring father.If he hadn't been reminded by this, he would have forgotten that after he was canonized as the crown prince, his father thoughtfully pointed out several marriage contracts.

Because there are too many people in his backyard who can't do it!The one with the highest status is the one who copied the aristocratic family some time ago, so as to appease the two concubines who were promoted.

Anyway, I can't eat enough, and I need to recharge my energy when I'm young. Fu Mingtian stroked his chin and pondered for a while. He is very filial. He is so filial. It takes six or seven years to be a model for all people. !

Want to learn like a filial son!

Fu Mingtian muttered to himself, and that bastard followed suit.He doesn't believe in this evil, and can't establish correct values ​​of love and marriage.

The author has something to say: I wish everyone a happy Double Festival, okay?╭╮

In addition, I would like to mention that the gift of red envelopes will end in this chapter today, because I will be preparing to go back to school tomorrow, and I am very busy.Anyone who leaves a message will be sent, not many are just for joy.