Noble son of the poor family (136)

"Little cub, do you know what I envy you the most?" Feng Hai asked with a smile as he pushed the empty wine jar to the side. (Baidu search "" read the latest chapters every day.)

San Lang raised his hand and pointed to his nose, "Envy me? What do I have to envy? Grandma's! Except for being younger than you, there is nothing to envy." ”

"No!" Feng Hai stretched out his hand, took the pot of wine he had prepared before, and slowly turned it in his hand, "I envy your luck." ”

Luck?

I want to cry even more when I carry this Saburo! Damn! Where is the luck? If there was luck, I wouldn't have gone to the company to play and be brought to this goddamn place by that bullshit machine.

"I hate it when people tell me about it. San Lang's mouth was deflated, and he sat down next to Feng Hai.

Feng Hai smiled: "Your luck is good! If it weren't for luck, you would have become the person you are now! You have met the right person! And in my life, I have lacked some luck." Do you know how old I was when I entered the palace? I was twelve years old. I am the only son in my family, and my home is at the gate of the north city of the capital, and I have opened a tofu factory. It's not rich, but it's a good thing to do. I still have money left over for me to go to private school. At the age of twelve, I became a child that year. was admitted to Xiucai at the age of fifteen, not that I bragged, it was really handy. Compared to you kid, a twenty-year-old person, a person who can't even pass the child test, it's really incomparable. I'm smart, right?"

Saburo raised his thumb embarrassedly: "Clever! so smart!"

"But I'm ruined because I'm too smart. Feng Hai showed an expression that seemed to be crying and laughing, "That year, I met the first emperor who was still a prince, and at a glance, I could see from the clothes worn by this little prince that this child was from an extraordinary background. You say, such a good opportunity, can I not hurry up? With my cleverness, it is not easy to coax an eight-year-old child. Emperor Xian likes me and likes me to play with him. But who knows, there's something terrible in this world, do you know what it is?"

San Lang slowly heard something meaning, he looked at Feng Hai in amazement, and said, "Power! The most terrifying thing in this world is power!"

Feng Hai patted San Lang on the shoulder: "Little cub, you are enlightened." At that time, I only saw the beauty of power, so I pounced. When you really get married to a nobleman, you know the horror of power. Because the eight-year-old prince liked me, I was put in a sack on the way to school. When he woke up again, he lay down in the purification room. The lower body hurts, and I hate to die again. ”

"But I can't die. Feng Hai smiled: "I have to find a way to live." When the injury is healed, I will find a way to deliver a message to my family. Who knows, that day I was taken away and seen by a little beggar, this little beggar often eats the bean dregs left over from my family grinding tofu, so he hurried back and told my father and mother the news. In order to save me, my father and mother went to the government to complain, but they were beaten up. By the time I got back, everyone was dead. Or this little beggar collected the corpses for them. People don't know how I could adopt Malaysia Airlines as a son......"

San Lang understood, "Ma Hang is the son of a little beggar?"

Feng Hai nodded: "Look! This is power!"

"You hate Emperor Xian!" San Lang looked at Feng Hai and asked.

"Haha...... Shouldn't I hate?" Feng Hai looked at San Lang as if he was going to eat people, "Because of him, just because of his like, my family is ruined, and no one is a ghost." I've been dreaming lately, and I dreamed that my mother said, waiting for me to win the top prize, waiting for me to earn her a phoenix curtain......"

"You want to chase your mother, it's easy to ......," Saburo immediately answered.

Feng Hai waved his hand: "No! No, I can't let people know that it is the grave of my Feng Hai's father." I am afraid that those who hate me have alarmed their spirits. I didn't dare to worship, let alone repair the tomb. ”

"I'll go!" San Lang patted his chest and promised, "I'll go! I'll go in person! In the future, call my son to go! As long as I still have roots, the tomb of the second elder is the same as the ancestral tomb of the Yin family, worshipping, sprinkling and sweeping, without any ambiguity." ”

Feng Hai laughed: "I didn't rush to be a filial son and grandson like this." ”

San Lang hugged Feng Hai's arm: "Old immortal, you are different." When I see you, why do you feel so close? ”

Feng Hai glanced at San Lang in a complicated way, his hand paused slightly, and then turned the wine jug in his hand, and after his eyes were clear for a moment, it seemed to be cloudy again. "I'm living enough, I'm in my seventies, but there's still something left. ”

"It's okay! What else do you want to do, I'll do it for you. San Lang sniffed, looked up and looked at Feng Hai leisurely.

"I was killed by the royal family, and the Feng family also cut off the incense. Feng Hai took a deep breath and said: "My family is ruined, the royal family is also ruined by me, and the country is also ruined." Therefore, my Feng family will cut off children and grandchildren, and I will also cut off the royal children and grandchildren......"

San Lang laughed, patted his chest, and said, "What should I do? That's all! I promised! I will definitely tell them to cut off their children and grandchildren!"

"Happy!" Feng Hai said, picking up the wine jug, "You poured me wine tonight, and now, it's my turn to pour you wine." As he spoke, he held a wine glass and handed it to San Lang, "You're right, the people outside are all from bitter backgrounds." I have been killed in the destruction of many families, and I have also harmed many people. This iniquity cannot be created again. The fact that you can quietly use so many people shows that you are capable. Come, take a ......"

San Lang took Feng Hai's cup, glanced at the wine jug with a blank look, a strange smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, he solemnly raised the glass, didn't say anything superfluous, only said: "Okay......!

As he spoke, he took the cup and brought it to his lips.

"Wait!" Feng Hai stretched out his hand to cover San Lang's wine glass, glanced at San Lang seriously, and then said, "You only have half a glass of wine, but it's not sincere." ”

San Lang looked at Feng Hai and smiled: "Then what do you say?"

Feng Hai handed his wine glass to San Lang, and then took San Lang's wine, "Let's drink it instead." ”

Saburo didn't say any nonsense, picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

Feng Hai laughed all of a sudden, also picked up the wine glass, brought it to his lips, and said in a low voice: "Don't forget to promise me something." ”

Saburo's tears fell all at once, and he nodded, "Old immortal ......"

Feng Hai raised his head and poured the wine down in one gulp. Then, he handed the wrench to San Lang, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, "Study...... Tablet ...... Secret Room ......"

San Lang grabbed Feng Hai: "Old immortal!"

"I'm going to die!" Feng Hai said, laughing, blood spilling from his mouth, "I've lived enough...... Enough to live......"

Saburo shook his head and muttered, "I'm dead, I'm going home." You're dead, where are you going?" So, even though I knew that the wine you gave me might not be clean, I still dared to drink it. At that time, because I knew that the world would not collapse without me. And I, too, can finally go home. I didn't have the courage to die, but being killed was a different story. To this day, isn't the only thing you can do is the courage not to be afraid of death? They all say that they regard death as their home, and they will return when they die.

Feng Hai wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it. Slowly, the hand drooped.

The sword of the man in black rested on Saburo's neck, and Saburo raised the wrench in his hand, "What does this mean?"

The black-clothed man's eyes flashed, followed by a whistle, San Lang only felt that the tip of his nose was another smell of blood, and when he turned his head, the blood on the neck of the black-clothed man flowed, which was a voluntary burial for the master.

That whistle is a signal, I believe that there are many more such corpses in this mansion at this time.

San Lang slowly put Feng Hai's body away before going out and throwing the flare in his hand.

I saw a puff of green smoke rise, straight up to the sky, followed by the red light, and the snow flakes sprinkled in the sky were all reflected in red.

Immediately after, green signal flares continued to rise in the sky over the entire Jinling City. This is a signal for attack.

Saburo looked at the white world, and felt heavy for no reason.

And at this moment in the capital, the fourth master and Lin Yutong stood under the eaves, looking up at the sky, "It's almost time to move, right?"

Lin Yutong nodded: "It's almost." She held the fourth master's hand, "What's the matter?"

The fourth master shook his head, "Let's go back to the house." It's too cold outside. ”

Lin Yutong pulled the fourth master inside: "How long will it take to send back the news?"

"It's past the fourth year of junior high school. The fourth master was a little uncertain, "It depends on whether it goes well over there?"

Lin Yutong knew that the fourth master was still afraid of getting out of control and causing unnecessary casualties. She said in a low voice: "Zhang Ge is always the secretary of the military department, as long as he doesn't give an order, the soldiers will not move......

"I'm worried about the people. The fourth master's eyes darkened, "I'm afraid of rich and charming eyes." Good and evil are often only in a single thought. ”

At this time, Zhang Ge Lao looked at He Mao: "Order, if it is found that the people participating in this time, there are those who do not obey the control, and there will be no forgiveness!"

The corners of He Mao's mouth twitched, and a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes, but he still responded, turned around and went out.

Zhang Ge Lao slowly sat down in his chair, only feeling that taking advantage of the popular uprising was a desperate way.

Immediately after, the entire Jinling City was full of shouts of killing.

The next day, at dawn, all the royal clans and personnel were arrested, and all of them were detained.

And San Lang's arms, holding a baby wrapped in Minghuang swaddling clothes, walked into Zhang's house.

"What is this?" asked Madame Jiang as she looked at the child in San Lang's arms with some uncertainty.

San Lang nodded: "Madame will help take care of it first." He...... I'm going to take it back to the capital. ”

Madame Jiang sighed slightly......