Ning Yu had no reaction, after all, he was looking for his predecessor, but he was not him.

After a moment, the atmosphere became a little silent, and Ning Yu felt that he should have said something.

He lowered his head slightly and glanced at Wang Qiang who was crawling on the ground: "It should be my honor to be paid attention to by the third prince."

"But I can't see any honor on your face." The third prince was wearing a white fur. It was not too cold this day, but the third prince was wrapped tightly.

The white fur is made of white strange beast hair that is about half a finger long, and is draped on the third prince. Behind him is a servant who specifically carries the tail of the white fur to avoid dragging it on the ground.

"So it's right." Ning Yu said for granted.

"Oh~ If you do it on others, you won't. That's what it means." The third prince suddenly realized and looked up and down at Ning Yu again, as if quite satisfied.

Ning Yu suddenly felt a numb feeling all over his body, and a bad feeling came to his mind. He opened his mouth, and felt that he might die if he said it, so he closed it again.

But when I closed my mouth, I found that it might be more uncomfortable than death if I didn't say it. My mouth opened and closed, and it turned out to be somewhat similar to Wu Shang before.

"Just say it if you have something to say..." The third prince saw Ning Yu's hesitation.

"I'm afraid I'll die if I say it." Ning Yu shook his head.

"But you are disrespectful to Taiyuan?" The third prince frowned slightly.

"It doesn't count." Ning Yu thought for a while, then shook his head.

"Maybe a little disrespectful to Your Highness..."

The third prince was a little curious: "But it's okay to say it, I forgive you for being innocent."

"I wonder if Your Highness has a wife?" Ning Yu asked in an extremely tactful way.

The third prince was stunned and then laughed: "Haha...ha..."

Ning Yu was calm on the surface, but in fact he cursed in secret, "You are just laughing, if you have, there is nothing, if there is nothing."

"Your Highness's eldest son is one year old." Wang Bodang replied.

Ning Yu immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but when he thought of the bisexuals in his previous life, his heart rose again.

The third prince shook his head with a smile and looked at Wu Shang, who was sweating profusely beside him.

"Yin De, the disciple of the Jiuliu King of Qingzhou, has made me fascinated for a long time."

Yin De? Sure enough, he knew that Wu Shang was not the real name of this guy. Yin De and Yin De, this name is comparable to Wu Shang, and it is an old homophone player.

"If that's the case, my master also admires the third prince. I'll summon him with just one word." Compared to Ning Yu, Yin De's attitude became much more flattering.

In fact, this is the normal attitude of these nine-rate folk figures towards these big names in Taiyuan.

Even if the sky is too low, it is not something that can be provoked at will.

Even if his master is the King of Nine Rice in Qingzhou, it is just a folk nickname and cannot be used as a preface.

Even his master even suffered a lot because of the title of Nine-Rank King that he had won the ambitions a few years ago. If it weren't for death to send this title out, his master would have long since no longer want to use it.

"Some time ago, I just arrived in Qingzhou. I heard that he was in Qingzhou City, so I posted an invitation. I agreed to it well at that time, but I went to look for it in a few days and the building was empty."

The third prince smiled faintly and his eyes were lingering around Yin De's neck from time to time.

Yin De's pupils contracted, md, this is really something that the immortals can do.

What does the third prince look for the Nine-Rule King do? There is only one possibility, fighting for the Dragon Pole, and one accident will be doomed. It is normal for the immortal to escape.

"You came here as soon as you entered the city. You haven't gone to your master's residence yet, otherwise you should be able to see the escape mark left behind." The third prince said slowly.

Yin De was sweating coldly, he knew, he knew that when he saw this young man, big trouble came.

"The King of Nine-Rule in Qingzhou, this name is very big, but unfortunately I haven't seen it. I don't know what the difference is compared to the King of Qingzhou a thousand years ago." The third prince seemed to be pointing something.

In fact, the Nine-Rule King is just the strongest person who is elected by the Nine-Rule figures. This name has little benefits and a lot of trouble.

There is no comparison with the King of Qingzhou and others.

But if this name is bad, it is bad in the word "King", which means that the Taiyuan Dynasty can control whatever it wants.

If you want to convict you, you can convict immediately.

Yin De hurriedly said, "No, no, no, no, different from dragons and ants."

Ning Yu glanced at Yin De, who was sweating profusely. This guy must have been really scared. The third prince obviously wanted to conquer them. He might even give him a sweet date later.

"However, Taiyuan's civil affairs rarely interferes. As long as it does not cause big trouble, it's okay to let it go." The third prince turned and said again.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Yin De climbed up the pole.

"Don't rush to thank me for now. Master Ling abandoned his appointment with me. Although it is not considered a deception, it is not good to have a good face when it is reported. Just go to Master Ling for me. What should I find Master Ling? When will I leave?"

The third prince looked at Wu Shang, and his narrow and long Danfeng eyes were meaningful.

Yin De lowered his head and stared slightly with his eyes. This sentence was already very obvious. Either you do things for me or let your master do things for me. Anyway, your lineage will not be able to escape.

Yin De complained secretly, as if nothing good happened since he met the broom star beside him, and he was so angry that he was so angry.

Now that things have come to this point, Yin De has no choice but to nod: "I am willing to work hard for Your Highness."

"I'll let Bodou bring you some good things later. I heard that you have spent a lot of money to protect his subordinates." The third prince ordered.

Yin De's face suddenly eased a lot, and he thanked again.

With the classic conquering routine, some threats and some benefits, Ning Yu watched coldly, feeling inexplicably funny.

"A few days ago, the city lord Nie Kuangren of Licheng submitted a report to the court, talking about the tomb of the King of Qingzhou, you have occupied a lot of space in it." The third prince looked at Ning Yu again.

"Your Highness, you and I don't have to go through these processes." Ning Yu said in a seemingly unfamiliar but actually more intimate tone.

The third prince sighed: "Indeed, it's too much to go through the process. Everyone knows what's going on, but they still have to act."

"I will help you eliminate the influence of the tomb of the King of Qingzhou, and you will help me do things."

Ning Yu nodded without hesitation and said, "Okay, no problem."

Everyone solved the problem in such a harmonious and quick way.

Yin De: "????"

Why? Why? I am intimidating and scaring again. I use all kinds of means to do it, and there is nothing left wherever he goes.

Wang Bodang held a purple gold sandalwood jar on the side, like a stone sculpture without any unnecessary expression.

In fact, the third prince’s attitude towards the two is much more than that simple. Ning Yu is a man from Taiyuan Licheng. He can find out all kinds of things from childhood to adulthood. He is the direct lineage of Taiyuan.

And Yin De could not find anything except being the disciple of the Nine-Rule King.
Chapter completed!