Chapter 754: Xiucai in white, Ji Hao

"The burial ground is over, and this time, it's not that I lost. ”

Crown Prince Qin Wu stepped into the domain gate that went directly to the Qin Wu Imperial Court, and on his body, he had already seen the majesty of the strongest man. Some of the older people around couldn't help but feel a sense of awe in their hearts.

Su Yang left, and some people here also left one after another. There are very few people in the Canglan Sword Sect, and they are so low-key that a long sword rides them through the air.

People in the holy places greet each other, and some of the holy places are very high-profile, but such as the housekeeper Jiang Zuo's family, etc., this kind of high-profile is more of a catharsis, or deliberately showing prestige.

But for some small sects or scattered cultivators, this process of leaving is not easier than Su Yang's departure......

The husband is not guilty, and he is guilty, and every corner may be ruthlessly intercepted and killed by the strong.

The Venerable Tribulation of the Night Wind is very spectacular, and it is the famous Blue Moon Tribulation in ancient times.

During this period, Dark Bamboo blocked several times, but they were all desperately protected by the people of the Ye family, but they also paid a lot of price, and the Taishang Elders fell by two.

After the thunderstorm subsided, the land gradually returned to tranquility......

It is now late autumn, and the withered yellow leaves are constantly swirling with the autumn wind, high and low, and there is a sound.

Ziwei, on the land of Zhongzhou, a vassal state, in the secluded bamboo forest outside the capital, Su Yang and the old abacus are here to recuperate.

Time passed slowly, and it had been more than half a month since the burial site was closed.

The land of Zhongzhou is the world of the four immortal imperial courts, sitting in the four regions of the east, west, north and south of the vast Zhongzhou.

Under each imperial court, there are hundreds of large and small vassal states, which are the central imperial courts.

Su Yang and they are located in the capital of the princes named Zheng Guo under the court of Emperor Zhou.

This vassal state has been established for 10,000 years, and it is adjacent to the direct area of the center of Emperor Zhou's court, which is quite a rich place, and the first Zheng Wang Henggong, from the center of Zhou Tian, is surnamed Ji.

Therefore, relative to many vassal states, Zheng Guo's influence is very strong.

When Su Yang asked if the old abacus would bring him here, Su Yang choked suddenly. The seventh big Kou, the scholar in white, used to be the crown prince of this Zheng State.

This white-clothed scholar in his twenties has always given Su Yang a sense of transcendence. He is a bit like Bai Xingjian, but he is less fluttering than Bai Xingjian and a little more delicate.

The people of Ziwei all call this person a white-clothed talent, which is really appropriate. It's just that now it seems that it's just right and a little bit unworthy of the name. This man is actually the crown prince of a nation.

The white-clothed Xiucai, formerly known as Ji Hao, but he changed his name to Zheng Hao, but few people know whether it is Ji Hao or Zheng Hao.

People just call him a white-clothed showman, and the big guys call him the seventh brother.

In the bamboo forest, a simple stone table, a pot of clear spring tea, two men of the same age, sitting upright in two sides of the game, in the middle of the night one attack and one defense, one defense and one attack.

They were very focused when they gave up chess, their white eyebrows sinking and rising, and they were also talking, and their voices were low.

"Su Yang, your chess skills have improved again. Baiyi Xiucai said.

Su Yang was silent for a while, and then said with a wry smile: "If the prince kills, I will be defeated in half a cup of tea." ”

The white-clothed Xiucai smiled and said, "You are only in your early twenties, but you are thoughtful, and I am already a few hundred years old." However, you have to control yourself just right, otherwise you will become young and old, and you will suffer yourself. ”

"It's not old, it's forced by life. The same is true of the seniors, otherwise why would the prince not do it, and he would spend the days of licking blood with a few seniors. ”

Su Yang Wan'er, let the son admit defeat. These careful thoughts of oneself are still not enough to see in front of this veteran.

During the period when the ghost hand and the old prostitute Liu Jingqing were healing, Su Yang learned chess skills from this man.

"The world is vast, what is the prince of a small country. Didn't Gongzi Zhao of Emperor Zhou's court also be beheaded by you? As for whether it is black or white, it is just the value judgment of others. ”

The white-clothed Xiucai smiled lightly, as if the life at the moment was what he was pursuing.

Su Yang nodded and said with emotion: "The world is vast, if you cling to a certain position, you will indeed lose a lot." ”

Previously, he felt that the Lord of an Immortal Holy Land was something that many people had dreamed of sitting, but after getting to know the Zi family and Qi Qilong Xiaochuan, the descendants of the Holy Land, he felt that the Immortal Holy Land was no more than Erer, and it was still comfortable to come freely.

"You listen to him fart, he's been kicked down. ”

At this time, outside the bamboo gate, the voice of the tyrant bear seemed to be like thunder. He was holding a spirit beast, like a hill, which was tonight's meat.

With a "boom", the tower-like man walked in from the outside carrying the spirit beast, and the door of the bamboo fence was broken.

Su Yangwan'er couldn't help but think of Xiong Yutian, this is really the two of them.

"Is there anything unspeakable in the seniors?" asked Su Yang. It can be seen from the fact that the white-clothed Xiucai changed Ji Hao to Zheng Hao

"It's not something unspeakable, it's just a thing of the past. ”

The white-clothed Xiucai said carefully, and Su Yang listened attentively.

It turned out that six hundred years ago, the first prince of Zheng State, Zheng Wang Henggong passed away. The twenty-four-year-old crown prince Ji Hao inherited the title of earl of the princes according to the call, but before he ascended the throne, he was persecuted and killed by his uncle and the center. This big change made him disheartened, and he changed his name to Zheng Hao from then on. In desperation, he went away to the east, and after meeting the six great Kou, the love and righteousness were compatible, and since then he has the name of Ziwei's seventh Kou, a white-clothed Xiucai.

"What about the father of the seniors?"

Su Yang asked. Zheng Wang Henggong is Ji Hao's grandfather, even if the white-clothed talent is extraordinary, he should not teach the title from generation to generation.

"Three years before Henggong passed away, my father fell ill and died. The white-clothed Xiucai said lightly, more than 600 years have passed, and his heart has also opened.

"How can this matter be so simple, in my opinion, this eighty percent is the ghost of Ji Boling and Ji Bocheng partnering with the group of old men in the center. ”

At this time, in the bamboo house, the bearded man patted his sleeve and walked to the courtyard and said. The Ji Boling and Ji Bocheng he just talked about are the uncles of the white-clothed Xiucai, the monarch and prince of the contemporary Zheng State.

Subsequently, the ghost hand and the old abacus also came out. ghost hand says:

"According to Zhou Tian's rules, outside the center, the children of the princely states surnamed Ji within forty-nine generations are eligible to inherit the position of the emperor of the center. Seventh brother, your reputation and qualifications at that time were no worse than the current Ji Gong Nirvana. ”

Su Yang realized, it turned out that the white-clothed Xiucai Ji Hao not only blocked the position of his uncle, but also had the position of the central emperor who threatened the contemporary Zhou Emperor Ji Gongni, no wonder there was such an encounter......

(End of chapter)