Chapter 421 Undercurrent

The sudden declaration of the Third Prince made the audience in the stands stunned.

"What's going on?"

"Is the Third Prince joking again?"

They didn't understand why the Third Prince suddenly stopped playing when the game was going well.

But thinking of his two consecutive sacrifices to bring laughter to everyone, everyone thought that the Third Prince was doing some show effect again.

But this time, more people in the stands found something wrong.

The crotch of the Third Prince suddenly bulged, which was not the case at the beginning, and it was obviously not some kind of congenital factor.

In that case, the only possibility is...

"Ugh--"

Someone in the stands suddenly vomited, as if it had triggered a chain reaction, and similar sounds came and went in the stands.

As such sounds continued to sound, even those who were slow to realize it understood what was going on.

"No way, this..."

"Ugh--"

In such an atmosphere, even those who supported the Third Prince could not help but waver.

Then, looking at the bulging crotch of the Third Prince, they triggered their associations.

As the saying goes, yellow mud falls off the crotch, and it is hard to explain.

What's more, the crotch of the third prince is not really yellow mud.

Zhao Feng listened to the third prince's endless shouting on the sidelines, and tried his best to hold back his laughter. He put on a stern face and asked seriously:

"Your Highness, the Third Prince, are you going to give up the game?"

"Yes, yes, I give up, I won't play!"

The third prince said hurriedly.

He could already feel that his pants were slowly falling down, and he was about to be dragged by the filth.

If he delayed any further, his pants would not be able to be saved, and he would be hung on Feng Liuyan in public, which was embarrassing.

Thinking of that possibility, the third prince sincerely hoped that everything happening in front of him was a dream.

But the sticky and wet touch did not allow him to be lucky at all.

"Your Highness, if you give up, you will lose this game."

Zhao Feng hesitated and confirmed repeatedly.

Seeing the Third Prince blushing with anxiety, Zhao Feng was already laughing in his heart.

"Your Majesty, I did a great job, didn't I?"

While Zhao Feng was taking credit for himself in his heart, he also took a look at Li Xuan, who was hiding behind Princess Ankang in the other side of the field.

But looking at his gloating eyes, he didn't sympathize with the Third Prince at all.

"Good Ah Xuan, good Ah Xuan!"

"It's really a blessing from heaven."

Zhao Feng thought happily.

In today's game, if it weren't for Li Xuan's instigation, the Third Prince wouldn't have been so embarrassed.

Originally, Zhao Feng just designed to let the Third Prince use Qi to foul in public, leaving everyone with an image of being unscrupulous and eager for quick success.

Now, with the help of Li Xuan, the Third Prince has been directly established as a fool who shoots himself in the foot.

It's even more clownish than a clown!

"Abstain!"

"Abstain, don't you understand?"

"Are you deaf, old slave?"

"Put me down!"

Every time he made a fool of himself, Zhao Feng always arrived first, but he didn't help him, just cared about his broken score.

The continuous humiliation, coupled with the gaze of the entire Daxing aristocracy, made the third prince lose his defense and reason, and he cursed Zhao Feng directly, and could no longer maintain the so-called prince's demeanor.

Zhao Feng was scolded by the third prince, but he was happy in his heart.

If he lost his temper for a while, he would not need other people's help, and the future of the third prince would be ruined by him.

"Now you should understand that the Zhao family is the Zhao family of Daxing, and there will never be a Daxing of the Zhao family!"

A cold light flashed in Zhao Feng's eyes.

The imperial power was in turmoil, and it was the time when these aristocratic families needed to contribute, but they all had selfish motives, only cared about preserving themselves, and had no national justice.

The third prince in front of him was just pushed out to take the blame.

National affairs, how could a young man like him take on the responsibility.

The humiliation of the third prince today was just Emperor Yongyuan's warning to the Zhao family, a family that stood by and watched.

To be a loyal minister or a traitor, Emperor Yongyuan only gave them two choices.

Apart from that, there was no other possibility.

Therefore, few people in Taiji Palace could laugh at the embarrassment of the third prince on the Cuju field.

Of course, there are exceptions.

"Hahaha, Lao Zhao."

"This third prince is worthy of following you in the military for many years. He has already acquired a lot of your style."

Duke Hu Qin Zongyong scolded people and exposed their shortcomings, as fierce as he was on the battlefield.

"Get lost!"

Zhao Dinghai roared in anger, but Qin Zongyong was happy to drink two more glasses of wine.

"Interesting, interesting."

"Your Majesty, today's Cuju match is really exciting!"

Qin Zongyong raised a glass of wine and said with heartfelt emotion.

Emperor Yongyuan glanced at Duke Hu with a smile in his eyes, but he still tried his best to keep a straight face.

After all, the one who was humiliated on the field was also his own, so he couldn't go too far and had to show the right attitude.

At this time, the third prince on the Cuju field was about to be driven crazy by Zhao Feng.

"You finally advanced to the semi-finals, are you really willing?"

Zhao Feng asked sincerely, as if he felt sorry for the third prince.

"Give up, I said I gave up, what else do you want from me?"

"What are you two rubbish still doing there? Get me down quickly!"

The third prince's pants had been dragged down to reveal half of his buttocks.

In the stands, many people covered their faces to avoid, not daring to or unable to watch this scene.

"Your Highness, please wait, we will help you down right away."

The two eunuchs below almost cried out.

They never thought that just accompanying the Third Prince to participate in a Cuju game would lead to such a disaster.

Zhao Feng silently watched the Third Prince angrily commanding his eunuchs on the sidelines.

He turned his head and looked around. Seeing that the time was almost right, he patted his palm in the direction of the Third Prince.

The Third Prince's buttocks that had passed through Feng Liuyan were suddenly pushed out, and he fell straight to the ground, looking very embarrassed.

The Third Prince stuck out his buttocks, with a look of disbelief.

Although he fell from a high place, he was not injured with the physical fitness of a sixth-grade warrior.

It was just that his buttocks were already covered with a paste after being pushed just now.

He was no longer clean.

"Your Highness, Your Highness..."

"Are you okay?"

Just now, the eunuchs were climbing the goal post, but the Third Prince suddenly fell down, and none of them could catch him.

The third prince could no longer curse, and just said calmly:

"Help me back."

"Okay, okay..."

How could the eunuchs dare to say anything more? They just took him away according to the third prince's order.

But at this moment, Zhao Feng's voice came from behind.

"Your Highness, you will never have a chance to regret after you leave the court."

"You must think about it carefully."

These words made the two eunuchs who were supporting the third prince stop silently and wait for their master to decide.

The third prince closed his eyes in pain, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"Go!"

He gritted his teeth and spit out this word, which frightened the two eunuchs who were close to him and trembled all over. They dared not stay on this Cuju field anymore.

As the third prince gave up and left the court, the eunuchs in flowery clothes on the sidelines no longer stopped the third prince's attendants.

The third prince's attendants quickly surrounded him, blocking the outside world's view, and then left in a panic.

Even the eighth prince couldn't say anything in such a mess, and even felt a little sympathetic.

"Will I get kicked in the shit too?"

The eighth prince muttered worriedly.

As a result, the fifth prince and others heard it.

Princess Yuanan said seriously:

"Old Eighth Prince, this is not necessarily true."

"Although Sister Ankang is kind-hearted, Ah Xuan is upright and will definitely not let you down in the competition."

"In my opinion..."

After saying this, Princess Yuanan looked at the eighth prince carefully, sighed and said:

"You should ask someone to prepare a few more pants for you."

The fifth prince couldn't help but laugh at the side.

At this time, he felt that being eliminated early yesterday was not a bad thing.

If he was as shameful as the Third Prince, he would have hung himself on a tree.

"If this is recorded in history, tut tut tut..."

The Fifth Prince felt a little scared.

Hearing the threats from the bad guys beside him, the Eighth Prince felt dry in the mouth.

He silently turned his eyes to the First Prince in the distance, and found that the First Prince's hand holding the tea was not stable and was shaking slightly.

The Fourth Prince and the Sixth Princess beside the First Prince were even more silent, but silently cast their worried eyes at the First Prince.

It seems that the First Prince was also scared by this game.

And with the Third Prince giving up the game and leaving the field, the first Cuju game of the day also ended in such an anticlimactic way.

The game didn't even finish the first half, and Zhao Feng announced the victory of Princess Ankang.

"Since His Royal Highness the Third Prince gave up the game, 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 rang out from the stands.

Although the scene of the third prince being eliminated was too shocking, it still did not make everyone forget Princess Ankang's previous brilliant performance.

Her ball skills made everyone realize that this was still a Cuju game, not a barbaric sport.

Although Princess Ankang advanced in a confused way, she was still very happy.

She took Li Xuan and Yu'er to the sidelines and waved to the audience, thanking them for their applause and support.

At this time, everyone saw the three little ones more clearly.

Especially Princess Ankang and Li Xuan, who left a very deep impression on everyone.

After today, I am afraid that no one in the aristocracy of Daxing will no longer know Princess Ankang.

And many people also cast their curious eyes on Li Xuan.

Everyone is very curious about why this kitten, who just stood up above the knee height of an ordinary person, has so much strength.

There is great power in the small body.

This can't help but arouse the curiosity of many people.

In Taiji Palace, Zhao Dinghai stood up again to apologize.

The Yongyuan Emperor praised the third prince for his perseverance, but he surrendered right after, which made his grandfather feel very uncomfortable.

"Your Majesty, I am responsible for my poor discipline!"

"Please punish me, Your Majesty."

Zhao Dinghai didn't know what to say.

Emperor Yongyuan had a sullen face, and it was hard to guess what he was thinking.

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 doing well, 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."

Emperor Yongyuan's casual words made Zhao Dinghai's heart tremble.

Others smiled slightly, gloating.

Emperor Yongyuan rarely mentioned his offspring in public.

After all, if he did, he would always mention the most dazzling second princess.

But today, Emperor Yongyuan was out of character. He not only made a comment on the third prince, but also 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, the Eighth Prince has also taken away a lot of support from the nobles.

He can rely on the Zhao family and his own efforts, and there is still a glimmer of hope.

But now Emperor Yongyuan's intention is to eliminate the Third Prince in advance.

How can Zhao Dinghai, who has 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 because I worry so much that I'm confused."

Zhao Dinghai responded repeatedly.

Emperor Yongyuan did not make any more arguments and raised his hand to let Zhao Dinghai sit back in his seat.

At this time, Prince Zheng, who had been watching the game seriously, could not 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 the scars of Emperor Yongyuan, except for the uncle, Prince Zheng.

It was just a simple Cuju game, but it made the relationship between the two people even more tense.

It was also very difficult for them, the ministers, to be caught in the middle.

Emperor Yongyuan quickly shifted his gaze and looked at Princess Ankang who was thanking the audience on the Cuju field. He smiled and said:

"Uncle is right."

"Ankang is the child of Concubine Xiao, so naturally she looks most like her."

Emperor Yongyuan said to Prince Zheng meaningfully.

Prince Zheng also smiled and turned his head to cast his eyes on Princess Ankang.

Empress Wu also raised her eyes rarely and looked at Princess Ankang seriously for the first time.

But after a few glances, Empress Wu lowered her eyes again, but she came to a different conclusion from the two.

"Except for the eyes, how is she like her?"

On the Cuju field, Li Xuan seemed to have sensed 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?"