Dressed as the prince's substitute? I took the throne

The scene was silent, and everyone looked at Zhou Chuxuan in amazement, as if they couldn't believe what had just happened.

Two hundred steps!

There is a flagpole shaking two hundred steps away to interfere. Even the boss can't hit it with one shot, right?

"Hiss! What kind of weapon is that in his hand? How can it hit the fruit so accurately?"

"It doesn't matter what weapon I use. The key is that this is two hundred steps! I've been in the village for three years and I still can't pass this first level!"

"No, how could he, a man living deep in the inner court of the imperial palace, possess such strength?"

After the minions reacted, they started talking about it.

Han Bin's pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked at Ma Sandao, and both saw shock in each other's eyes.

"Brother, how is this possible?"

Ma Sandao whispered, the second and third levels only increased the distance of the flagpoles and the intensity of the interference, can they really stop him?

Han Bin took a deep breath, looked at Zhou Chuxuan deeply, and slowly stood up and said, "Your Highness, please come in!"

"Oh? Didn't the boss say that I have to pass three levels before I can do this?" Zhou Chuxuan smiled slightly, put the musket back into his waist, and put his hands behind his back.

"The next two levels will only increase the difficulty slightly. Since His Royal Highness is so powerful, it will be easy for him to pass the next level! Please take a seat!"

Zhou Chuxuan slowly walked up to the gathering hall and sat on a chair that the minions had specially brought over.

The Eighth Master was a one-eyed man who sneered, "Your Highness, are you feeling uncomfortable in the inner court of the Imperial Palace? Are you running out here to show off your power?"

"Haha, our Fuling Mountain is not a place to show off your power! But if Grandpa captures a prince, I wonder if the old emperor will be anxious?"

The third in command, who was sitting in the front, sneered, pulled out a sharp blade from his waist, and gently placed it on the stove in front of him to roast it.

Han Bin and Ma Sandao above did not stop the bosses below, but just watched silently, obviously wanting to see what Zhou Chuxuan's abilities and purpose were.

"You all are heroes, why do you choose to become bandits here? If you do that a hundred years from now, wouldn't that be a disgrace to our ancestors' reputation?"

Just as Zhou Chuxuan finished speaking, the Eighth Master interrupted him: "Your Highness, there's no need to play tricks on Grandpa! Grandpa's ancestors have all been farmers, not heroes!"

"If you want to recruit us, you are making a wrong calculation!"

"That's right! Not only can you not leave this mountain gate today, you will also have to ask someone to send a ransom!"

"Hahahaha!"

Faced with the ridicule and mockery of the bandit leaders, Zhou Chuxuan remained calm and did not pay much attention to them. Instead, he looked at Han Bin who was sitting at the top.

"Master, I have a few words to discuss with you. Could I have a moment with you?"

"Boy, just because I call you His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who do you really think you are? This is Fuling Mountain, not your palace!"

There was a fierce look in the eyes of the third in command. He took out the red-hot sharp blade from the stove, slowly stood up, and walked towards Zhou Chuxuan step by step.

"You were the one who insisted on bringing yourself to my door! We at Fuling Mountain have an irreconcilable feud with the imperial court. Today, Grandpa will dig out your heart and liver and use it as a drink!"

"Third brother, stop!"

Just as the third in command was approaching Zhou Chuxuan, Han Bin, who was sitting at the top, shouted in a low voice and waved his hand to signal the third in command to retreat.

"Brother! This damned imperial court has destroyed our families. We finally got a crown prince. Killing him will let the old emperor know what pain is!"

"Step back! I want to talk to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"But, brother, this..."

All the bosses stood up and looked at Zhou Chuxuan with vigilance: "Brother, it will be dangerous for you to be alone with him!"

"That's right, he should hand over that strange weapon first!"

"Brother, we will protect you!"

"Go back!"

Han Bin frowned slightly, and with a loud shout, he drove everyone away. Then he asked Ma Sandao to retreat as well, and took Zhou Chuxuan into the back room.

There was a small wooden house behind the Juyi Hall. Candles were soon lit in the house, illuminating most of the dark areas.

Zhou Chuxuan looked around, rubbed his slightly cold hands, and said with a smile, "Boss, you are really thoughtful! The gunpowder buried under this cabin is probably enough to send the enemy commander to the sky in an instant, right?"

Han Bin's entire body trembled upon hearing this. He turned back to look at Zhou Chuxuan, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Your Highness the Crown Prince is truly perceptive! It seems that after all these years of keeping a low profile, Your Highness the Crown Prince has truly developed the aura to swallow the universe!"

Under this small wooden house, Han Bin buried several large boxes of gunpowder. If the government troops came up the mountain one day, the commander would definitely come to the Juyi Hall in a show of force.

At that time, as long as the gunpowder is ignited, the enemy's main general and important figures in the army can be easily killed!

"Your Highness, let's be frank. Everyone on Fuling Mountain has been persecuted by the government and the imperial court, and only came up the mountain out of necessity!"

Han Bin poured Zhou Chuxuan a bowl of tea and raised his eyes to stare at him: "We all have deep hatred for the court. It was the court that made us unable to live first! If such a heartless court wants to recruit you, Your Highness, please go back!"

"I will not attack His Highness, but please do not mention the matter of recruiting him again!"

Zhou Chuxuan took a sip of the tea and exclaimed, "Great tea! Great water! Tea brewed with mountain spring water is indeed incredibly sweet!"

Han Bin was stunned and narrowed his eyes slightly, but did not respond. He wanted to see what Zhou Chuxuan wanted to do.

"Boss, let's be frank! I'm really attracted to the men of Fuling Mountain. They're all heroes!"

Zhou Chuxuan put down his tea bowl and whispered, "The current imperial court has no mercy and is extremely corrupt. What if we were to replace it?"

"another?"

Han Bin was stunned and looked Zhou Chuxuan up and down. Is this something the prince could say?

As the crown prince, he actually said he wanted to change the dynasty?

"The foundation of a dynasty is its people. If the people suffer terribly, then there is no point for the dynasty to continue!"

Zhou Chuxuan's eyes slowly grew grave. "I'm not a great saint, nor do I have any profound principles! But I do know that this world belongs to everyone, not just the royal family!"

"Only when everyone supports us can we have a royal family! Otherwise, it's bullshit!"

Han Bin's heart was pounding. He stood up and looked at Zhou Chuxuan, clenching his fists slightly. It seemed as if a will was awakened again in his heart.

"Your Highness, I was mistaken before. I thought you were the same as those people in the court. Please forgive me!"

As he spoke, Han Bin bowed slightly to Zhou Chuxuan.

"Boss, please stand up!"

Zhou Chuxuan helped Han Bin up and said with a smile, "Boss, are you really willing to be a mountain king for the rest of your life?"

"Let yourself and your descendants bear the crime of being a thief?"