The substitute prince: Reported the emperor's brother at the beginning

In the Fourth Prince’s Palace.

The fourth prince was drinking alone.

After being beaten up by Emperor Wu again, he couldn't even get out of the gate.

The housekeeper came over and reported, "Your Highness, a servant just brought word that the Border Army Commander Han Dingtian has taken his son to the Sixth Prince's residence."

The Fourth Prince drank the wine in his glass in one gulp and snorted coldly, "Damn Sixth Prince."

"Not only has he gained the old man's trust, but he's also become involved with the commander-in-chief of the border troops. This means he's got both civil and military power."

The commander of the border army led an army of 200,000, and together with the Sixth Prince, the Fourth Prince felt that he had even less chance of winning.

Unfortunately, Han Dingtian and Yang Long are in the same boat, and Yang Long is Lao Liu's father-in-law.

Even if the Fourth Prince wanted to pull it over, he couldn't.

The butler didn't dare to interfere in the private conversations of the royal family. The word "old thing" was something only the Fourth Prince dared to say casually.

He reminded: "Your Highness, it is said that Han Dingtian's son, Han Shixian, has a feud with the Sixth Prince."

"Oh?" The Fourth Prince became interested: "What's going on? Tell me."

Soon the butler told everyone all the information he had found out.

The fourth prince's eyes wandered, and he said with a sigh, "I didn't expect that Han Dingtian's son and the sixth prince's wife would have such a relationship. It's interesting."

"Well, find a chance to call this guy named Han Shixian over."

"This prince will give him a good feast."

As long as it can please the Sixth Prince, the Fourth Prince will naturally be very happy.

Han Dingtian returned to Yang's house and discussed it with Yang Long. He felt that this was feasible.

Contact the Han family immediately and go get the Sixth Prince's food.

Han Dingtian was naturally happy with this kind of business where he could owe money first and then pay it back when he made money.

Moreover, the Han family is wealthy and powerful, and they also have a caravan that travels all over the country, so transporting grain to Jiangdong is not a big problem.

Han Shixian had nothing to do, and because he missed Yang Ziqin, he could only go to the restaurant to get drunk.

That day, just as Han Shixian was about to enter the restaurant, a well-dressed man stopped him at the door, bowed and said with a smile, "General Han, how are you?"

Han Shixian was puzzled: "Who are you?"

He had never seen this person before, and he and his son had come to the capital, and apart from the Yang family, they didn't know anyone else. It was a bit strange that this person suddenly called out his position.

The man in front of him smiled and said, "Don't blame me, General Han. It doesn't matter who I am. It's just that my master has always admired General Han for his young and promising achievements, and would like to invite General Han into his mansion for a chat."

Although Han Shixian is rather arrogant, he is not a fool.

"I don't know who your master is, so it's better not to go."

He doesn't even know the person, so he won't follow someone for no reason.

However, the man in front of him still smiled and said, "Don't worry, General Han, my master is of noble status and is definitely not a person who would compromise."

"And it's right on the edge of the Imperial City. It's even related to the eldest daughter of the Yang family."

Han Shixian didn't care about anything else, but when he heard about the eldest lady of the Yang family, his eyes suddenly widened.

His mind has been full of Yang Ziqin's beautiful figure recently, and he is thinking about how to rescue her.

The person in front of him actually mentioned the eldest daughter of the Yang family. Han Shixian couldn't just ignore it.

"Lead the way."

To Han Shixian, nothing is more important than Yang Ziqin's matter.

When they arrived at the gate, Han Shixian frowned and looked at the plaque on the door, "Prince's Mansion".

He hated these words very much because these words were also written on the gate of the Sixth Prince Wu Lingyun.

The butler beside him said with a smile: "General Han, my master is none other than the Fourth Prince of the current dynasty."

"My master has long admired General Han and has asked me to go and invite him. Please come."

Han Shixian didn't want to go in, although he hated that bastard Wu Lingyun.

But he also knew that his father and Yang Long were not from the Fourth Prince's lineage, and it would not be a good idea for him to rashly enter the Fourth Prince's mansion.

The housekeeper saw the worry on his face and chuckled, "General Han, you are a hero who led the frontier troops to kill the barbarians who dared not set foot in our Dawu Kingdom. Don't you dare even enter this gate? Besides, you have just been called a young hero by His Majesty. Who in the whole capital dares to trouble you?"

After saying this, Han Shixian snorted coldly: “Han has never been afraid of anyone, lead the way.”

He wanted to see why the fourth prince of the current dynasty had called him here.

The housekeeper led Han Shixian all the way into the back garden.

There is a huge viewing stage in the back garden.

A group of beautiful dancers are dancing gracefully.

The Fourth Prince immediately stood up when he saw him and came forward to greet him: "Hey, General Han, this prince has admired you for a long time. Come, come and sit down."

He took Han Shixian's wrist and sat in the main seat as if he had seen a relative.

Han Shixian was stunned. Before he had the chance to pay his respects, he was actually invited to the throne by this prince.

This is much better than showing off your power to that bastard Sixth Prince Wu Lingyun as soon as they meet.

"Your Highness, this is unacceptable. Han is just a general from the frontier army. How can he sit in the main seat?"

Han Shixian was still polite and modest and didn't want to sit in the main seat.

However, the Fourth Prince pulled him over and forced him to sit at the main table with him, his face full of admiration: "General Han, you can't say that."

"If it weren't for loyal and capable generals like you, General Han, fighting for the Great Wu Nation on the border, there wouldn't be the peace and prosperity in the capital. Your contribution has certainly been praised by my father himself."

After hearing this, Han Shixian felt proud, as he had been arrogant since he was a child.

He has been praised by countless people as a young talent.

It was only after arriving in the capital and meeting that bastard Wu Lingyun that everything started to go wrong.

Now Han Shixian feels that this very enthusiastic Fourth Prince is the true embodiment of royal style. He understands him so well. Indeed, without their Han family, how could the capital city be so lively.

After he sat down, the Fourth Prince poured him some wine himself, showing sufficient courtesy to the wise man.

Take the initiative to inquire about Han Shixian's situation at the border.

After a few drinks, Han Shixian boasted proudly about how he killed the barbarians on the border. He said that he went in and out of the army seven times and was invincible.

The Fourth Prince just gave a glance and two beautiful dancers came over to accompany Han Shixian.

The young and energetic General Han was a little reserved at first, fearing that he would make a fool of himself in front of the Fourth Prince.

However, seeing that the Fourth Prince was also hugging girls on both sides, he gradually let go and hugged the two beauties and touched them all over.

The Fourth Prince suddenly sighed and said, "General Han is such a young talent, he is the future pillar of our Great Wu Nation. It's a pity that while you were fighting for your country on the border, you didn't expect your fiancée to be snatched away from you. When I heard about it, I was furious. It was such a bully."

Speaking of his fiancée, Han Shixian's originally smiling face immediately turned cold, and he found that the beauty in his arms was not attractive at all.

They are not as pretty as Yang Ziqin, who is the most beautiful woman in Beijing.

Although he was drunk and felt even more unhappy, he smiled bitterly: "Your Highness, please don't mention it again. Ziqin has already married the Sixth Prince and become the Prince's Consort. How could I, a humble servant, dare to think about her?"