Chapter Twenty-Four: Floating Life
It rained three nights last night, and it was cold for another day.
The Ninth Prince walked through the long corridor.
He walked slowly and gracefully, step by step as if he were stepping on someone else's heart.
The expressionless handsome face is as deep as a knife.
"Have you confirmed your identity?" asked the ninth prince to the little guy who was following him.
The little guy didn't speak, and reached out to hand over a jade plaque.
Jiu Gongzi glanced at it, and the jade plate was engraved with the word "Jiu".
The ninth prince smiled: "Things are done well, go down and receive the reward." ”
The little guy bowed his hand and retired.
For so many years, Jiugongzi has lived very lonely and careful in this big Jinling City.
In addition to a romantic character, there are no bad habits, and he doesn't get together with other gentlemen, he is a person who is fond of feng shui and nostalgic for the land of fireworks.
His appearance is also extremely beautiful, so all the ladies and ladies regard him as the lover of their dreams, Ruyi Langjun.
However, the days passed, and time passed little by little.
People suddenly found that in this huge royal family, the descendants died one by one, or died mysteriously, and only two or three kittens remained.
There is only one county lord left in the Puyang Wang's family. Emperor Zhao's children only left one Princess Zhaoyang.
And these nine sons became the only sons. His father was the fifth brother of Emperor Zhao, and after the war thirteen years earlier, Zhao was left without anyone to fight.
Emperor Zhao sent several of his younger brothers to guard the frontier.
The fifth prince died under siege by the three cardinals of the Holy See. The corpse was hung on the cross of the cathedral, and was called "the glory of the knights", and it has not returned.
Out of guilt, Emperor Zhao loved his only nephew in every possible way.
Therefore, there are now some ministers in the court who believe that Princess Zhaoyang is not allowed to inherit the throne as a female dependent.
The ninth prince should be succeeded to the throne as the prince.
And there are not a few people who think this way.
The Ninth Prince walked out of the secluded corridor, came to an attic, and pushed the door in.
Inside the room, there was a delicate jade body on the bed.
The Ninth Prince frowned: "Dong Xuan?"
The woman on the bed was obviously sealed and couldn't move.
I could only look at the man in front of me weakly.
"Forget it, it's going to be used. The Ninth Prince turned around and closed the door.
After a while, a weak and feeble moan came from inside the room.
Outside the Yanmen Gate.
Ai Shanjiang sat on a horse. He looked at the castle tower in front of him with a calm expression.
Countless people die in front of this pass every year. In order to grab a few bites of food, tens of thousands of lives were killed, which is already something that everyone is accustomed to.
Ai Shanjiang did not hesitate. In fact, there was no way he could hesitate.
The women and children of a country are waiting for his decision.
And the women and children of another country will be bleeding because of his decision.
But what can be done about it?
This fucking world!
If you are not forced to be helpless, who wants to be a demon who kills people without blinking?
"Attack!" Ai Shanjiang drew his saber and swung it forward vigorously, roaring.
Countless voices and horses are enveloping the front and tail.
This pass has been breached countless times, and it took the fastest person three days.
However, today's order is only one day.
From above, countless chaotic ants swarmed towards a city, and countless ants on the city were busy smashing things downward.
The sound of the battle shook the sky, and the majestic voice of the northern man seemed insignificant in this battlefield.
After a while, the bloody qi floated upward, your blood, my blood.
At this moment, there is finally no distinction between countries and races, and everyone is just a mess of stinky meat waiting to rot.
The meat grinder is working.