Zhongzhou, a beach 800 miles away from the border, has now become a nightmare in Jimo City, the tragic situation of the defeat of the army in the past is still in front of them, they are terrified in their hearts, there is no edict in the DPRK for a long time, and the soldiers stationed in the border city can only stand on the head of the city every day, looking at the black and oppressive army approaching day by day, and their hearts are terrified.

There is a huge manor on a seaside cliff, covering an area of no one who knows how wide, but if you look down from the sky, anyone will praise the good scenery, but you can see the carved beams and paintings inside, the green willows hang around, the mountains and stones are embellished, and the flowers are splendid.....

This is not counted, a side courtyard is just close to the cliff, it seems inconspicuous, but it has all the scenery under the cliff, the waves are beating, and the sound is vigorous, but it is indescribably magnificent.

However, this partial courtyard on the cliff seems incompatible with this mansion, there are no white jade steps, no flowers, and no exquisite carvings that make people feel noble, some, only elegant and steady.

In the main room belonging to the owner of the courtyard, at this moment it is surrounded by the sound of gold and iron fighting, and from time to time there will be a sound of knocking and beating.

Obviously, but just across the sea, the temperature difference is quite different, especially in the northern region at the moment, but Zhongzhou is full of grains, how can such a scene make people feel resentful.

And this remote courtyard on the edge of the cliff was suddenly broken by someone on this day, and the gate was pushed open from the outside, and there was no respect for the owner of the courtyard, let alone someone in the courtyard coming out to stop it.

I saw that a middle-aged man walked into the courtyard first, he was wearing a brocade robe, all of which were attached to it were gold and silver threads, white jade locks, purple jade crowns on his head, and jade on his waist, his face was heavy, and his eyebrows were quite powerful, and he was very impressive.

There was silence in the room, and then there was a voice between a young man and a teenager, with a slight gasp, but a cold "Come in..."

Sure enough, this tone made a flash of coldness and disgust in the middle-aged man's eyes, but he still raised his feet and walked towards the master bedroom, but the momentum on his body became more and more condensed, making the heads of the servants who followed behind him droop lower and lower....

"Holy Child.... Anyway, I'm also your father....." Waiting for the next person to push open the door, the middle-aged man opened his mouth to scold him with a reprimand that was neither soft nor hard.

"How? Let me bow and greet each other?" the young man replied in a voice that was indescribably sarcastic, and when the person who came sat down by himself without waiting for an invitation, the young man calmly walked out of the inner room.

But he saw that his slender fingers were holding a brocade hand, and he wiped it one finger at a time, and that look, not to mention how meticulous, seemed to be in his eyes, and the person sitting in the hall couldn't even compare to his hands.

When the young man walked into the hall, the sun shone on that face, and the identity of that person was revealed, and it was the Jimo Sage who had a relationship with Jinxiu.

And at this moment, the Jimo Sage, the sarcasm in his tone was no longer concealed, "Haven't you forgotten what the sage once said, right....." As he spoke, the young man threw aside the brocade cloth embroidered with gold silk in his hand without care, and sat down on the top hall with a hem of his clothes.

Seeing that the middle-aged man's face turned blue, the corners of Jimo Sheng's lips had already hooked up a smile, "The saint spoke, after going to the Northern Regions, he didn't cause trouble in Zhongzhou at all, and now when he comes back, he just asks for a side courtyard and a peaceful room, but today the head of the family came to the door, but let the saint.... I have a bad premonition...."

Jimo Sheng wore a black hair, raised his hand and poured himself a cup of tea, that posture was uninhibited, if Jinxiu saw it, he might praise a romantic sentence, but in the eyes of his father Jimo Chang, there was only disgust and coldness

"I'm your father, how can I harm you?" Ji Mochang said as a matter of course, but it made Ji Mosheng hold the teacup and laugh tears in the corners of his eyes, "Won't the head of the family blush when he says this?

The young man was so ruthless, which Ji Mochang didn't expect, but he hadn't seen it for a few years, but the little sheep that he was kneaded at the beginning has become a big wolf with his fangs exposed, and the gap is so big that his full grasp when he came has become ethereal.

Not to mention the few servants who watched a father-son drama with their own eyes, they didn't hear the joy of gossip, some only had pale faces, and some of them had begun to tremble uncontrollably.

"Your mother has passed away for many years, but you just hold on to it...."Ji Mochang's eyes were full of disdain, but he still controlled the gentleness of his tone, "Now there is an opportunity for you to ask for benefits in front of the emperor, and when the time comes, it is not impossible for you to inherit the throne of mine..."

Seeing that the young man's face was cold, he only drank tea and did not speak, Ji Mochang's confidence was unconsciously full, but the arrogance and contempt in his eyes became stronger and stronger, "I heard that you were friendly with the King of Freedom when you were in the Northern Regions, and now he is leading his troops to set foot in my eastern territory, and he is menacing, which makes the soldiers and people in Jimo City panic....."

Halfway through his speech, Ji Mochang raised his hand and stretched out his hand to pick up the teacup, but Ji Mosheng seemed to be against him, not only did he pick up the teapot first, but also poured the last cup of tea.

This is not counted, the young man also hooked the corners of his lips and turned the teapot very proudly and controlled it downward, in order to let Lonely Chang see that after the tea that only one drop fell on the ground, the iron turned black in an instant, and the young man shook the ink and laughed wildly

"What a head of the house... What a prince....." This sound made Ji Mochang's hand that was about to explode slowly relaxed, and his eyebrows were unconsciously proud, so that this rebel could say such a thing, Ji Mochang actually had a strange sense of satisfaction in his heart.

But the situation turned straight down like this, and the young man's face, which was still smiling like a sunny day, instantly became cold, and the disgust in his eyes was even a little stronger than Ji Mochang's

"It's just that the saint is afraid that he is going to disappoint the prince and the emperor, the saint has been in the northern region for a few years, and he has lived a hard life, and those so-called good friends are just playing with each other. I'm afraid I can't do it, if I don't believe it, admit the punishment and let it be killed, let it be killed, and ....." The young man shook his wide sleeves, stood with his hands in his hands, his chin raised slightly, and every word was full of coldness and determination.

But it was the appearance of the young man, so that Ji Mochang couldn't even care about the overall situation, and raised his hand and fanned over, "You son of ....."

The angry roar stopped abruptly, and so did the outstretched hand, but seeing that the young man with a long body and jade body just shook his wide sleeves, he revealed the crossbow arrow tied to his wrist and flashing with cold light, the corners of the young man's lips moved slightly, but his momentum was rising in the blink of an eye.