My Senior Brother is Too Steady

Nanfanbuzhou, Chaoge City.

The sky was turning, the stars were falling at night, and when the lanterns first came on, Di Xin sat on the throne carried by nine people and left the King's Palace with a tired look on his face.

Recently, the backlash among the princes has become more intense, and the merchants have abundant military strength, but there are many hidden dangers.

Eight hundred princes rebelled against one hundred, which was expected.

After all, with a few royal orders, half of the princes have been forced to follow a path, either to continue to submit to the small businessmen, or to rebel on their own and be beaten into submission by the small businessmen.

As the Grand Master said, let the few temporarily slow down their persecution of the powerful people in the DPRK to alleviate the pressure they are facing at this time...

The Grand Master is always too steady and conservative.

Change bleeds;

Innovation auxiliary tion.

Today, there are too many problems and too many problems in the foundation of Dashang. If it cannot be eliminated quickly, it will only be in vain. Instead, Dashang will fall into a situation where it is held hostage by the princes, and the country will be destroyed for decades.

Now, the reform has begun to bear fruit. The commercial areas are becoming more and more prosperous, and the people have begun to accept and assimilate slaves. Although there is still a long way to go, this kind of national power is enough to intimidate the heroes.

Ji Chang was imprisoned, Nan Bohou was dead, and Bei Bohou had been tamed by the few, leaving only eight hundred princes, the big tree behind his queen, the East Road, and the Jiang family.

This Jiang family... Humph!

He regarded himself as the head of the country and relied on the wealth of the Lu land, secretly supported the small princes to cause rebellion, and on the surface he was doing good to others, so as to indulge in the fame he had achieved.

Do you want to be an uncrowned king apart from the humble businessman?

It would be too small to underestimate the ambition of a few people...

"Your Majesty."

A soft call suddenly came from the front, causing Di Xin to turn back from his thoughts.

The carriage had stopped, and not far ahead, a beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes, with many palace maids accompanying her, came forward, slowly saluted Di Xin, and said softly:

"Your Majesty."

Di Xin raised his hand to signal, and the throne was slowly lowered.

But Di Xin sat motionless in his seat and said calmly: "Why is the queen here?"

That woman is Queen Jiang, and she was married to Emperor Xin when he was still his heir.

As if feeling Di Xin's coldness, the woman sighed quietly and whispered: "Your Majesty, I have prepared a dinner and would like to invite you to the palace to have a chat.

The king is busy with state affairs every day, and I don’t know what to do for the king. I just want to solve the problems for the king. "

Di Xin frowned, "I have made an appointment with a beauty."

"Your Majesty, are you going too far in favoring Sister Daji?" Queen Jiang sighed, "You are the king of a country, and you are the husband of several of our sisters. We do not expect you, Your Majesty, to receive rain and dew equally, but you should also take care of the relationship between husband and wife. Well, don't be so indifferent.

There are rumors circulating in the court that Concubine Su is harmful to the king. As the queen, I should remind the king of this matter..."

Di Xin slowly leaned back, his burly figure sunk into the throne, his eyes were like two abyss, his left hand held his cheek, and his middle finger rested on the edge of his bun. Although his voice was light, it exuded an inexplicable majesty.

"Are you teaching me how to be a king?"

Queen Jiang trembled slightly, quickly took half a step back, bowed her head to Di Xin, "Your Majesty, forgive me!"

"I am the king, and you are the queen."

Di Xin raised his finger, and the throne was slowly lifted by nine strong men, heading towards the deep palace.

The figure of Queen Jiang stood there quietly, her eyes slowly closed, her left hand clenched her right hand tightly, and her knuckles were a little white.

Daji!

You wait!

…

Heaven, the White House.

"Senior brother, it's time for tea~"

Amid the soft call, Ling'e floated over with a tea cup.

This little Immortal Fairy finally saw Li Changshou active outside today. She immediately put on light makeup, put on a light green fringed dress of Asakusa, combed her unique and elegant temples, and held tea. He came over with a smile.

With the reminder from Chaos Bell Zhongling, she knew that her senior brother was now arranging the critical moment of the catastrophe, and she should not upset him.

But thinking about it from another perspective, it is easiest for people to get closer to the people around them when they are tired.

It is the duty of a junior sister who is determined to get rid of the label of junior junior sister to push her brother harder and let him relax!

In the thatched house, Li Changshou raised his head and smiled at Ling'e, then continued to look down at the bronze mirror in front of him.

Ling'e came closer with some confusion, gathered up her skirt, clasped her slender feet, and quietly moved closer to her senior brother's futon, looking at the picture in the bronze mirror.

It was a backyard, and there was a smart child wearing a short shirt and shorts with two buns on his hair, who was slowly stretching.

"Is little Nezha so big?"

Ling'e admired softly and immediately forgot the serious sense of mission she had when she came.

"It's only been a few years, but you're already looking like a little grown-up!"

Li Changshou nodded with a smile and said warmly: "Do you like boys or girls?"

"Boys, they look tough, but girls are pretty good too. They can dress up in various ways... Yeah!"

Ling'e couldn't help biting her lower lip, and whispered: "Why do you start saying these things without paying attention? People will be ashamed anyway."

Li Changshou couldn't help but smile and narrowed his eyes. He brought the herbal tea and took a sip. It was surprisingly sweet.

"Senior brother, how is Nezha's evil spirit now?"

"He is now able to control evil spirits through emotions and subconsciousness, and is not far away from completely controlling his own evil spirits," Li Changshou said for a moment, then shook his head with a chuckle.

Li Changshou said warmly: "If Nezha completely releases his evil spirit at this time, it will be beyond the control of ordinary golden immortals.

Thinking about it carefully, this is indeed a bit too hasty. Although there is the accumulation of spiritual beads during the period, and the endless spiritual energy I provided for him during pregnancy, there must be heaven behind it. "

Ling'e:......

"Is it okay to mention the way of heaven directly now? Senior brother, when did your temper change?"

"Well," Li Changshou said with a smile, "When we were not immortals, we thought about how to survive. Since we have to face survival crises every day, we thought that if we were accidentally stepped on by a powerful person, what would happen to us? What bad luck.

At that time, being cautious and not participating in any cause and effect was the safest path.

Step by step, you have the ability to settle down and live your life, be considerate in everything, accept the orders of heaven upwards, push downwards the power of heaven, and put yourself in the wave of the rise of heaven. This is the most stable path.

Now, in order to promote the great catastrophe, Tiandao is desperate and directly intervenes in the affairs of the Emperor in order to maintain the original route of the great catastrophe.

I need to clarify my position, in the name of balance, consolidate the will of the human race, show appropriate toughness to the law of heaven, and protect you on the premise that the law of heaven cannot obliterate me. This is the most stable path now.

Silly girl, everything is constantly changing. Whether you are too conservative or too dissolute is the way to death. The only way to get rid of this chessboard is to adapt to the circumstances. "

Ling'e blinked, a little confused as to why.

Realm, it really is because my realm is not enough.

"Okay, you watch here," Li Changshou said with a smile, "I'm going to turn my mind away from the paper Taoist. This little general is going out to inspect the security again."

Ling'e chuckled lightly and took the initiative to lean over and hold Li Changshou's arm.

You don't have to worry about being too shy while your senior brother is distracted and you can secretly take advantage or something.

In the bronze mirror, little Nezha was about to go out when a familiar figure appeared behind him. It was Wang Changan, the senior servant.

The surface of the bronze mirror vibrated slightly, and a highly restored voice of dialogue came from the scene:

"Third Young Master, where are you going when you go out today?"

"walk around."

Little Nezha said something old-fashioned and stretched. The copper and gold bracelets on his hands made a few crisp collision sounds, and a little spiritual light burst out.

After saying this, he walked with his little hands behind his back and his head held high, looking like a mighty and majestic man.

At this moment, a voice came from the backyard:

"Don't come back too late for fun!"

Little Nezha immediately shrank his neck, turned around and shouted: "I know! Mother!"

Then he walked away quickly, feeling quite embarrassed.

Li Changshou followed behind with a smile, holding a bag of gold and silver in his hand to prevent Nezha from accidentally demolishing the house and walls, and to compensate the mortals in time.

The previous method of squandering gold and silver with large pens had been severely stopped by the Yin family, although Li Changshou wanted to say something at the time...

It’s not like it’s costing your General Military Mansion!

Calm, calm, Yin was also afraid that Nezha would develop a bad style.

Not long after he left the house, the voice of "Third Young Master" came from everywhere. Little Nezha nodded quite maturely, walking in the footsteps of the veteran cadres of Chentangguan, and walked in the admiring eyes of everyone.

When the people in the city saw little Nezha now, they felt as if they had seen a lucky star and wanted to hug him.

It’s not for the gold and silver, it’s mainly for the good fortune.

When they arrived at the East Market, Nezha waved his little hand, and Li Changshou threw a few pieces of gold and silver to the teahouse where Nezha frequented. The waiter would shout, "The third young master will pay for today's tea!"

Walking to the West Market, two rows of young people stood side by side on the street, heads held high, accepting inspection by Little Nezha.

These young men who were originally idle were transformed by Nezha into the reserve team of Chentangguan Army.

A woman invited Nezha to eat some candied fruits, and an old man smiled and said that he wanted to teach Nezha a poem. Little Nezha ran past with a smile on his face and didn't say much, but he didn't feel disrespectful. .

After wandering around, Nezha walked out of the east gate of Chentang Pass, stretched out, stretched his muscles, and whispered:

"Uncle Chang'an, I'm going to find a place to play and come back before dark.

Don't tell my mother I went out of town! "

Li Changshou smiled and said: "Okay, you can go ahead, as long as you don't fight with others, I will explain to you Madam."

"Um!"

Little Nezha gave a thumbs up, kicked off his calf, and flew into the air like an arrow from a string. After a few ups and downs, he jumped into the continuous mountain forest.

I don’t know if I will bring back a bear or a worm today.

Li Changshou greeted the soldiers guarding the city gate familiarly, and then walked to his old position. Amidst the flattering smiles of the guards, he sat in a lounge chair in the shade and picked up the table next to him. purple clay pot.

Become an immortal and become an ordinary Emperor of Heaven in the eyes of others;

As a servant, you have to be an ordinary second master in the eyes of others.

What are the evil forces in Chentangguan?

"Pfft, cough! Cough cough!"

Li Changshou suddenly choked on his tea because his celestial consciousness captured a figure flying out of the waves on the edge of the East China Sea. With a faint smile on his lips, he walked towards the forest not far away, searching for his prey today. '.

this?

Are you really so careless about beatings?

Last month, when he was in chaos and finally gave up, he was caught and beaten for the seventh time by Little Nezha, but now he still refused to change his attitude.

The coastline in the eastern part of Nanfangbuzhou is so long and big. Is this dragon's brain all mush? Don’t know where to pick flowers?

If it weren't for the impetus of Heaven, Li Changshou wouldn't believe it if Maitreya was killed!

Let's say that Ao Bing was walking in the mountains, his immortal consciousness sweeping around the villages, and he set his sights on the place where the demon tribe gathered, hoping to experience the life of the demon tribe.

Although the seafood is fresh, the mountain delicacies are also delicious.

It's a pity that I can't enter the bustling human race, where the little lady is...

"Changchong! How dare you come!"

A cold shout suddenly sounded next to his ears. Ao Bing shivered subconsciously and turned to look at the source of the sound. His handsome and fair face turned pale at this moment.

In the mountain forest, on the treetops, little Nezha was stepping on a leaf, holding his arms with both hands, with a long bright red silk hanging around him, and his face was full of anger.

"you again!"

Ao Bing gritted his teeth and cursed: "How dare you insult my highness so many times, you stupid kid!"

Nezha tilted his head: "You steal someone else's wife."

"You're the one who robbed other people's wives! All I'm looking for are single women."

"You steal someone else's wife in advance."

"Bah! Go, go, go! Your Highness can't tell you clearly!"

Ao Bing waved his hand, and a whirlwind blew towards Nezha.

Nezha curled up his lips, pointed his fair and tender fingers at Ao Bing, and behind him, Huntian Ling rose up from the air, turned into a rainbow light and shot at Ao Bing, cutting off the whirlwind!

When Ao Bing saw this, he turned around and ran away. He had already experienced the power of Hun Tianling several times.

But his movements were too slow, and just as he was about to transform into a dragon, he was caught up by Huntian Ling, tied into a rice dumpling three times, five divided by two, and dragged back to Nezha, hanging upside down on the canopy of the tree.

Nezha crossed his arms and raised his face with some air.

"you you!"

Ao Bing was so angry that he trembled all over and cursed: "You rely on this magic weapon to bully others, I tell you! Don't think that I don't know your details, I am just relying on Taibai Jinxing to support you!

Today, His Highness will tell you clearly, my father is the Dragon King of the East China Sea! "

Nezha blinked, as if asking who the Dragon King of the East China Sea was, and who the Taibai Jinxing was, and then curled his lips with a touch of pride in his eyes.

"Chentangguan is my territory. My mother said that I can only marry one daughter-in-law in the future."

"My father, the Dragon King of the East China Sea!"

Little Nezha folded his arms and slowly raised his right foot, his eyes filled with light.

Ao Bing stared at Nezha, remembering the consequences of being kicked away several times before. His eyes were a little panicked, and he shouted with a fierce look: "Father Dong!"

boom!

The moment Nezha's foot pressed against Ao Bing's lower abdomen, Hun Tianling released the restraints on his own. Ao Bing groaned and his figure turned into a shooting star in the sky...

"Humph," little Nezha clapped his hands, then put his little hands behind his back and jumped away, with a bit of pride in his eyes.

To maintain law and order in Chentang and eliminate rogue gangsters, the third young master of the General Military Mansion will do his part!

My father, the old overlord of Chentang!

"Um?"

In the backyard of Li Mansion, Li Jing, who had just returned, touched the tip of his nose and resisted the urge to sneeze. Seeing that the house was quite quiet, he knew that Nezha was not in the house.

His celestial sense swept over and found the senior servant resting on the tower. He was relieved and didn't pay much attention to Nezha's whereabouts.

…

"I'm so angry! Cough, cough! I'm so angry!"

In the relatively remote main hall of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, Ao Bing was jumping around and cursing. Several guards and two rows of haenyeo lowered their heads and did not dare to make a sound, for fear of being used as a vent for anger.

What's the point?

Doesn't his dragon clan's reputation work anymore?

That bastard Nezha is so arrogant and domineering just because he is a disciple of Master Taiyi and because his godfather is Taibai Jinxing! Take care of heaven and earth!

Is it against heaven's rules to have half a scale on his dragon body?

Pooh!

A little hero is just a little brat!

If it weren't for the fact that the Dragon King's bloodline in his body, the third prince of the Dragon King, was not too thin, Nezha would still be so angry at this time!

"Your Highness," a guard asked cautiously, "your injury..."

"Is your Highness injured?"

Ao Bing raised his chest and raised his head, enduring the pain where he was kicked, and cursed, "My Highness just asked that bastard to do a few tricks! If I show my true form, I'm afraid he won't succeed!"

snort! An immature child looks up to his parents for protection and behaves wildly and unreasonably!

How abominable! Damn it! "

A guard whispered: "Your Highness, why don't you report this matter to Your Majesty..."

Ao Bing calmed down instantly after hearing this, laughed a few times, turned around and walked towards his scallop-shaped bed.

He was not in his father's eyes.

Even today, I have been so dissolute and have not been reprimanded.

In the heart of the father, a heavenly warrior like his second brother is his true heir.

Feeling weak, Ao Bing closed his eyes with a cold face, waved his sleeves impatiently, and the two rows of haenyeo and guards bowed their heads and retreated.

Why, then Nezha has so many magic weapons and so much love and care.

The Chanjiao heel, the Taiguang heel, and the human race heel all overwhelmed him, the Dragon King and the Crown Prince, so much that he couldn't breathe.

Why...

Why?

Why!

Ao Bing opened his eyes, and two flames suddenly burned in his eyes.

He turned over and sat up, put his hands in his long hair, and touched a pair of horns that were slowly growing out. The light in his eyes was already very cold.

Yes.

Father, I will let you open your eyes and see, even if your bloodline is far less powerful than your second brother, you can still stand alone!

"Guard! Send me the patrol Yaksha!"