Chapter 421 Undercurrent
The third prince's sudden declaration stunned the audience in the stands.
"what happened?"
"Is the Third Prince joking again?"
They didn't understand why the third prince suddenly stopped playing when the game was going well.
But remembering that he had dedicated himself twice to bring laughter to everyone, everyone thought it was the third prince who was creating another show.
But this time, more people in the stands noticed something was wrong.
The third prince's crotch suddenly bulged. It was not like this at first, and it was obviously not due to some innate factor.
In that case, the only possibility is...
"vomit--"
Someone suddenly retched in the stands, as if it had triggered a chain reaction, and similar sounds echoed one after another in the stands.
As such sounds continued, even the most belated people understood what was going on.
"No way, this..."
"vomit--"
In such an atmosphere, even those who supported the third prince could not help but waver.
Then they looked at the third prince's bulging crotch, which triggered their thoughts.
As the saying goes, yellow mud falls off the crotch, but it is hard to explain.
What's more, the thing inside the third prince's crotch is really not yellow mud.
Zhao Feng listened to the third prince shouting on the sidelines. He tried his best to hold back his laughter, put on a straight face, and asked seriously:
"Your Highness, Third Prince, are you giving up the game?"
"Yes, yes, I abstain, I won't play anymore!"
The third prince said hurriedly.
He could already feel that his pants were slowly falling down, and he could no longer bear the drag of the filth.
If he delays it any longer, he won't be able to keep his pants, and he will still be exposed to the public eye, which will make him look embarrassed.
Thinking of that possibility, the third prince sincerely hoped that everything happening in front of him was a dream.
But the sticky and moist feeling didn't allow him to feel the slightest bit lucky.
"Your Highness, Third Prince, if you abstain, you will lose this game."
Zhao Feng confirmed repeatedly.
Seeing the third prince blushing with anxiety, Zhao Feng was already laughing in his heart.
"Your Majesty, this old servant did a good job, didn't he?"
While Zhao Feng was appreciating the credit for himself in his heart, he also did not forget to take another look at Li Xuan who was hiding behind Princess Ankang on the other side of the field.
But looking at his gloating eyes, he showed no sympathy for the current third prince at all.
"What a Xuan, what a Xuan!"
"It is truly a blessing from heaven."
Zhao Feng thought happily.
In today's game, if Li Xuan hadn't fueled the situation, the third prince really wouldn't have been so embarrassed.
Originally, Zhao Feng only designed the third prince to use Qi to commit fouls in public, leaving everyone with an image of being unscrupulous and eager for quick success.
Now, with Li Xuan's help, he directly established the image of the third prince as a fool who shot himself in the foot.
He's even clownier than a clown!
"Abstain!"
"Don't you understand abstention?"
"Old slave, are you deaf?"
"Put me down quickly!"
Whenever he made a fool of himself before, Zhao Feng would always arrive immediately, but would not come to his rescue and would only care about his broken score.
The continuous humiliation, coupled with the attention of the entire Daxing aristocracy, caused the third prince to break his guard and lose his mind. He directly cursed Zhao Feng and could no longer maintain the so-called princely demeanor.
Zhao Feng was scolded by the third prince, but he felt happy.
If he loses his temper for a while longer, the third prince's future will be cut off by him without anyone else's help.
"You should understand by now that the Zhao family is the Zhao family of Daxing, and there will never be the Zhao family of Daxing!"
Zhao Feng's eyes flashed coldly.
The imperial power was in turmoil, and it was exactly when these aristocratic families were needed to help, but every one of them had selfish motives and only cared about protecting themselves, without any sense of national justice.
The third prince in front of him was just pushed out to take the blame.
How could a young man like him take on important national affairs?
The third prince was humiliated today because Emperor Yongyuan was beating the Zhao family and other aristocratic families who were just sitting on the sidelines.
Whether to be loyal ministers and good generals, or to be rebellious ministers and traitors, Emperor Yongyuan only gave them two choices.
There is no other possibility.
Therefore, few people in Tai Chi Palace could laugh when they saw the embarrassment of the third prince on the Cuju court.
Of course, there are exceptions.
"Hahaha, Lao Zhao."
"His Royal Highness, the third prince, is worthy of having followed you in the military for many years. He already has a lot of your style."
Hu Guogong Qin Zongyong was as fierce as he was on the battlefield when he scolded others.
"roll!"
Zhao Dinghai roared in anger, but Qin Zongyong happily drank two more glasses of wine.
“Interesting and interesting.”
"Your Majesty, today's Cuju competition is really exciting!"
Qin Zongyong toasted a glass of wine and said with sincere emotion.
Emperor Yongyuan glanced at Hu Guogong with a smile in his eyes, but still tried his best to keep a straight face.
After all, the one being humiliated on the field is also his kind, so he can't go too far and has to show the proper attitude.
At this time, the third prince in the Cuju field was driven crazy by Zhao Feng.
"You finally advanced to the semi-finals, are you really willing to do so?"
Zhao Fengqing asked sincerely, seeming to feel sorry for the third prince.
"Abstain, I said I abstained, what else do you want from me?"
"What are you two good-for-nothings still doing there? Get me down quickly!"
The third prince's pants had been pulled down, exposing half of his buttocks.
In the stands, many people hid their faces, afraid and unable to bear to watch this scene.
"Your Highness, please wait a moment, we will help you come down right now."
The two eunuchs below almost cried.
They never expected that just accompanying the third prince to a Cuju competition would lead to such a disaster.
Zhao Feng watched silently from the sidelines as the third prince ordered his eunuchs angrily.
He turned around and looked around. Seeing that the fire was almost done, he lightly slapped his hand in the direction of the third prince.
The third prince passed through Feng Liuyan's ass and was suddenly pushed hard, pushing him out and hitting him straight to the ground, making him very embarrassed.
The third prince stuck his butt out with a look of disbelief on his face.
Although he fell from a high place, he was not injured due to his physical fitness as a sixth-grade warrior.
Just from being pushed like that just now, his butt was already covered in smear.
He is no longer clean.
"Your Highness, Your Highness..."
"Are you okay?"
Just now, the eunuchs and eunuchs were climbing up the goal, but the third prince suddenly fell down and no one of them could catch it.
The third prince couldn't say anything else, so he just said calmly:
"Hel me back."
"Okay, okay..."
The eunuch who was serving at the palace didn't dare to say anything more. He just followed the third prince's order and took him out of here.
But at this moment, Zhao Feng's voice came from behind.
"Your Highness, Third Prince, once you leave the stadium, you will never have a chance to regret it."
"You must think about it carefully."
These words made the two eunuchs who were supporting the third prince silently stop and wait to see what their master would decide.
The third prince closed his eyes tightly in pain, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.
"Walk!"
He gritted his teeth and uttered this word, which made the two eunuchs tremble in shock and no longer dared to stay in this Cuju field.
As the third prince abstained from the game, the eunuchs in colorful clothes on the sidelines no longer stopped the third prince's attendants.
The third prince's attendants quickly gathered around him, blocking the view of the outside world, and then left in a panic.
The embarrassment was to such an extent that even the Eighth Prince couldn't even speak sarcastically, and even felt a little sad.
"I'm not going to get the shit kicked out of me too, right?"
The eighth prince muttered worriedly.
As a result, the fifth prince and others heard it.
Princess Yuanan said seriously:
"Laoba, this is not necessarily the case."
"Although Princess Ankang is kind-hearted, Ah Xuan is upright and will definitely not let anything slip during the competition."
"In my opinion..."
After Princess Yuan'an finished speaking, she looked at the Eighth Prince carefully, sighed and said:
"You'd better ask someone to prepare some more pairs of pants for you."
The fifth prince couldn't help but chuckle after hearing this.
At this time, he felt that being eliminated early yesterday was not a bad thing.
If he were as disgraced as the third prince, he would have hanged himself on a tree and killed himself.
"If this is recorded in history, tsk tsk tsk..."
The fifth prince felt frightened.
Hearing the threats from the evil-minded guys around him, the Eighth Prince felt his mouth go dry for a while.
He silently turned his gaze to the eldest prince in the distance, and found that the hand holding the tea was unsteady and trembling slightly.
The fourth prince and sixth princess beside the eldest prince were silent for a while, but silently cast worried eyes on the eldest prince.
It seemed that the eldest prince was also frightened by this match.
And with the third prince abandoning the game and leaving the field, today's first Cuju game also ended in such an anticlimactic manner.
The game hadn't even finished the first half before Zhao Feng announced Princess Ankang's victory.
"Since His Royal Highness the Third Prince gave up the competition, His Royal Highness the Thirteenth Princess automatically won and advanced to the finals."
Zhao Feng announced loudly to the audience.
Applause and sporadic cheers gradually erupted from the stands.
Although the scene when the third prince was eliminated was too shocking, it still failed to make everyone forget Princess Ankang's previous outstanding performance.
Her skills made everyone realize that this was still a Cuju game, not a barbaric sport.
Although Princess Ankang was promoted in a confused way, she was still very happy.
She dragged Li Xuan and Yu'er to the sidelines and waved to the audience, thanking them for their applause and support.
At this time, everyone could see the appearance of the three little ones more clearly.
Especially Princess Ankang and Li Xuan left a very deep impression on everyone.
After today, I am afraid that no one in the aristocratic class of Daxing will know Princess Ankang anymore.
And many people also cast curious eyes on Li Xuan.
Everyone is curious as to why this kitten, who stands just above the height of an average person's knees, has so much strength.
A small body contains a lot of power.
This can't help but arouse the curiosity of many people.
In Tai Chi Palace, Zhao Dinghai stood up again to apologize.
Emperor Yongyuan praised the third prince for his beginning and end, but he surrendered, which made his grandfather really feel like he was on pins and needles.
"Your Majesty, we cannot absolve ourselves of the blame for our inability to discipline our subordinates!"
"Please punish me, Your Majesty."
Zhao Dinghai didn't even know what to say.
Emperor Yongyuan had a calm face, making it difficult to guess what he was thinking now.
But contrary to everyone's expectations, Emperor Yongyuan just waved his hand and said casually:
"Forget it."
Zhao Dinghai frowned even deeper and suddenly became nervous.
"He is not motivated, who can he blame?"
"Zhao Qing doesn't have to take everything on himself. If he can't teach him, he can leave the palace and become a free and easy prince."
The words that Emperor Yongyuan said casually made Zhao Dinghai's heart tremble.
Others smiled slightly and gloated over his misfortune.
Emperor Yongyuan rarely mentioned his offspring in public.
After all, if he mentioned it, he couldn't avoid the most dazzling second princess.
But today, Emperor Yongyuan was out of character. Not only did he make a comment on the third prince, but now he has made specific remarks about the third prince's future.
The third prince's competitiveness for the throne is not great. Not to mention that there are two powerful enemies in front of him that he can't overcome, and the eighth prince behind him has also taken away a lot of support from the nobles.
He can rely on the Zhao family and his own efforts. After all, there is still a glimmer of hope.
But now Emperor Yongyuan's intention is to eliminate the third prince in advance.
How could Zhao Dinghai, who had worked hard for many years, accept this?
He immediately asked Emperor Yongyuan in disbelief:
"Your Majesty, it's just a Cuju game, why bother..."
"See the big picture from the small."
Emperor Yongyuan replied coldly.
"And whether he can teach it depends on Zhan'er himself."
"Zhao Qing, don't worry so much."
Emperor Yongyuan smiled slightly, and his originally cold tone was relaxed, making people unpredictable.
"Yes, yes..."
"It's my humble servant who is worried."
Zhao Dinghai responded repeatedly.
Emperor Yongyuan didn't care about it anymore, and raised his hand to let Zhao Dinghai sit back in his seat.
At this time, King Zheng, who had been watching the game seriously, couldn't help but look back at Zhao Dinghai and Emperor Yongyuan, with a smile on his face.
Seeing the dull atmosphere in Taiji Palace, Prince Zheng naturally said:
"Your Majesty, the previous game was really exciting. I really didn't expect Princess Ankang to have such a good ball skill. It's really admirable."
Emperor Yongyuan raised his eyebrows and said with some surprise: "It's rare that the emperor's uncle still remembers the name of Ankang."
Prince Zheng smiled and shook his head, and then said in a matter-of-fact tone:
"Haha, this is natural."
"Princess Ankang and her mother are exactly the same. How can people who have seen Concubine Xiao not recognize whose child Princess Ankang is."
As soon as these words came out, a cold light flashed in Emperor Yongyuan's eyes.
Others bowed their heads and looked at the dishes in front of them seriously.
How could they, the ministers, not know what happened that year.
They had heard about Concubine Xiao's death last winter.
No one dared to expose Emperor Yongyuan's scars, except Prince Zheng, the emperor's uncle.
It was just a simple Cuju game, but it made the relationship between the two people even more tense.
It was also difficult for them, the ministers, to be caught in the middle.
Emperor Yongyuan quickly shifted his gaze to Princess Ankang, who was thanking the audience on the Cuju field. He smiled and said, "What the emperor's uncle said makes sense." "Ankang is Concubine Xiao's child, so she naturally looks most like her." Emperor Yongyuan said to Prince Zheng meaningfully. Prince Zheng also smiled and turned his head to cast his gaze on Princess Ankang. Empress Wu also raised her eyes for the first time and carefully examined Princess Ankang. But after a few glances, Empress Wu lowered her eyes again, but she came to a different conclusion from the two of them. "Except for the eyes, how is she like her?" On the Cuju field, Li Xuan seemed to have realized something and turned his head to look in the direction of Taiji Palace. Although he could see the figures in Taiji Palace, he could not hear their conversation. "What are you looking at?"