Every morning before 4 o'clock, Zhong Juan has to get up to prepare breakfast, and after 9 o'clock, there is no one, you can rest a little, but you can't close your eyes, and the next day you have to pause to prepare other food, for new and old customers who come and go from time to time during the day, until more than 11 o'clock in the evening, close to 12 o'clock to end work.

Day and night, very hard, Kong Chengdao will help in the morning, but not too much, he has to ensure the operation of his small real estate façade, running around the corner of the city to collect the surrounding housing market data, the same hard work, last month drew 100,000 points of commission, next month is not a single is not nothing.

After 5 or 6 years of such a life, Kong Tianjiao was born at that stage, at that time, although Kong Chengdao's business situation was not as difficult as in the early days, but due to his expansion plan, the store had already grown from a small shop of less than ten square meters, three fifty square meters of shop chain.

Kong Chengdao's capital chain is very tight, if the three stores do not open a single order for two consecutive months, then he will soon fall from a suit and leather shoes to a disgraced face, and the house will not be able to be saved.

Zhong Juan knew the pressure on Kong Chengdao, so she never caused him trouble, and even Kong Chengdao proposed to hire a helper for the snack shop, but she refused, and her body collapsed at that time. It was very dangerous when she gave birth to Kong Tianjiao, and the doctor warned Zhong Juan that she needed to pay attention to sexual affairs in the future, and it was best to go to Sheung Wan not to have any more children, her body was no longer good.

But when Kong Yiguang was unexpectedly born, Zhong Juan still chose to be born.

What she said to Kong Chengdao at that time was very similar to today's Zhong Qian.

If I didn't know that she existed, I would only be sad for a while if I lost her inadvertently, but now, I know that she, our child, is here, how can I bear it.

So Kong Chengdao has a pearl in his palm, and Kong Tianjiao also has a sister.

Zhong Juan went when Kong Yiguang was seven years old, when Kong Chengdao's business kingdom had already begun to take shape, the snack shop had long since opened, and the family changed to a big villa, Zhong Juan lived the life of a rich wife that she had heard of, except for taking care of a pair of children, she no longer seemed to have anything to worry about.

It's a pity that the root of the disease in her early years has fallen, and she gave birth to Kong Yiguang, which accelerated the loss of her vitality.

Sometimes, Kong Chengdao and Kong Tianjiao also wonder if she would have walked slower and be able to accompany them for a while if she hadn't been Yiguang. But thinking about Zhong Juan's satisfaction when she died, Yiguang's spirit was moving, and the father and son felt that Yiguang was the best gift she left in this world. Therefore, the father and son reached a consensus on the doting of Kong Yiguang. Until......

Until the end of last year, at the palace banquet, after the prince saw Kong Yiguang, he proposed to the Kong family to marry.

Being expelled from the family tree by the Kong family has always been Kong Chengdao's heart disease, although the prince only conveyed this will through the Kong family, but after the Kong family learned about it, they said that if Kong Yiguang could marry the prince, then Kong Chengdao and his wife and children could return to the family tree.

After all, marrying a prince is still a matter of honoring the ancestors.

The Kong family is no longer afraid to take sides in politics again, because the times have developed, and the emperor is still in the prime of life, and he is still far from the time when the owner of this vast land will be handed over. And now the eldest prince has no intention of political affairs, and the younger prince is too young, whether it is the age of the second prince when he succeeds in the future or the ambition and political influence he shows now, he is the best successor.

This can also be seen from the emperor's initial name for him. He had already discovered that the age of the second prince was the most suitable for the crown prince. Of course, it's still early now, so if the prince marries Kong Yiguang, the political color will not be so strong, yes, naturally there will still be, refuse, and those who should be offended will still be offended.

Kong Yiguang said in front of Bo Jinchen that her father's business had an accident and he might have to sleep on the streets tomorrow, but it was not a lie. It's just that this matter lies in her refusal to propose marriage to the prince, this tomorrow is not essentially the next day, and sleeping on the street or something, of course, that is impossible.

The prince, after all, is just a prince, he is not the crown prince, and it is not a matter of a year and a half to shake the foundation of Kong Chengdao, who is already the richest man in the Han Empire, and it is impossible to completely degrade the Kong family.

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======! 2 o'clock change! The little two who fished again were also very melancholy======

======! 2 o'clock change! The little two who fished again were also very melancholy======

Eastern Han Empire, Imperial Palace, Mountain and River Palace.

"Your Majesty, she has betrayed her promise with you. ”

With an elegant face, the minister in a purple robe said in a deep voice.

"I know. ”

Chu Mo, who was dressed in an imperial robe, sat behind the bookcase, put down the scroll in his hand, and said warmly.

"The first emperor was kind to his ministers, and he treated each other as the left minister, and he didn't want to ...... now. The old minister is incompetent......"

Chu Mo shook his head when he heard this, and in the year of his establishment, I wanted to turn the tide, but unfortunately, time was running out.

The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night!

"A few days ago, after watching the stars at night, the pavilion owner of the Xingren Pavilion said to himself that he had seven kills, broken the army, greedy wolves, and three stars were in the air, and he was desperate! I don't want to, Chu Mo, who has no taboos, will also have a fateful one. ”

Chu Mo looked at Murong Xiang and smiled, his face was pale, everything was as usual.

Murong Xiang caught a glimpse of the smile on Chu Mo's face, and his heart suddenly burst out. His Majesty's smile is really cold! Perhaps, the coolness of early spring has not yet dissipated.

"Your Majesty's purple star life, there are no taboos. ”

Murong Xiangsheng echoed.

Seeing that when his father was on the throne, Murong Xiang, who led one of the three major dynasties, was in front of him at this moment, Chu Mo grinned, lifted the silver wine jug on the bookcase and poured it into his mouth. The eight white and pure teeth reflected the silver wine jug, and in Murong Xiang's eyes, it was extraordinarily permeable.

"Let's go down first. ”

"Whoa!"

Looking at Murong Xiang's figure bowing his head and retreating, Chu Mo's expression was clear, but his eyes were extremely complicated.

Don't blame me!

The imperial capital of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the city of the rising sun, the Zuo Xiangfu.

"Master, I'm home!"

On the corridor, the housekeeper saw Murong Xiang, hurriedly saluted, and bowed.

Nodding lightly, Murong Xiang said:

"Is my sister in the room?

When the housekeeper heard this, his face was a little embarrassed, and he didn't seem to be able to answer.

Seeing this, Murong Xiang sighed and said:

"I haven't eaten for ten, and I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it anymore at the ninth level. Let the kitchen bring the porridge that I ordered to stew in the morning to the study, and I will personally deliver it to her later. ”

"Got it, sir. ”

The butler nodded, and immediately turned to leave.

Entering the study, Murong Xiang was just seated. A red light suddenly appeared in front of him. A middle-aged man with a glowing red body held a blue sword pointed straight at his neck.

First, then eight!

Murong Xiang's pupils shrank, he, but the seventh level later, there was a first-level martial arts master who deliberately stabbed, but it was a big battle!

"You're here to kill me?"

With a slight bow, the middle-aged man did not say a word.

"You are His Majesty's man. ”

After staring at the middle-aged man in front of him for a long time, Murong Xiang closed his eyes and said lightly. This is not a question, it is clear that he has confirmed the identity of the person.

Looking at Murong Xiang, who was meditating with his eyes closed, the middle-aged man had a trace of unbearability in his eyes, and did not deny Murong Xiang's words.

"Can you do me a favor?"

Murong Xiang opened his eyes, looked at the middle-aged man, and asked calmly.

After a little hesitation, the middle-aged man finally spoke.

“。 ”

"I want to talk to my daughter. ”

Murong Xiang's originally calm face was faintly struggling, guilty, and helpless at this time...... And so on and so forth.

"Good. ”

Murong Xiang took a deep breath and stood up, leaning over to the bookcase. The left hand holds the sleeve, the right hand grinds the inkstone, and the ink is dizzy again and again. turned his back, took off the raw xuan from the bookshelf and spread it out, pressed the paperweight, smoked the white wolf with ink, brushed a few brushes, and completed it in one go.

Knock!

"Master, the porridge has been brought. ”

The butler knocked on the door.

"Before leaving the porridge at the door, you go down first!"

Click, click......

The housekeeper gradually left.

Raising his head and glancing at the middle-aged man whose gaze was condensed on the paper, Murong Xiang smiled gently, walked to the door, and opened the wooden door with force. The creaking sound was much louder than before.

"Father's ......"

The delicate and lovely woman like a porcelain doll opened the door, saw Murong Xiang, turned around and sat down in the room, silent.

"Jin'er, blame your father, don't be hungry, come, drink some porridge, and stew it in the kitchen specially ordered by your father before going out. ”

Murong Xiang held the tray, put the porridge and bowls on the table in the room one by one, and said gently.

Unable to stop Murong Xiang's actions, Murong Jin simply turned his head.

"It's good to come back safely, as for these things, I don't want to eat them. ”

"I know for my father, you are still blaming your father in your heart, but it's always bad not to eat, just eat a little, okay?

Murong Xiang sighed softly, then squeezed out a smile and coaxed gently.

Seeing his father's elegant and vicissitudes of life, it was the same as the care he had when he was a child, Murong Jin pursed his lips vigorously, and took the porridge that had been held in Murong Xiang's hand. Although she hates to admit it, she knows that she eats deliciously.

In a short time, the pot containing the porridge has also bottomed out.

"I'm done. ”

Murong Jin held his eyes that wanted to cry and said coldly.

Looking at her daughter's stubborn appearance, Murong Xiang smiled lovingly, and was about to speak at first, but was interrupted by Murong Jin. I saw her bite her lip, and a gloom flashed on her face, and then she forced herself to show herself:

"The empire is in trouble, and my father, as the left minister, naturally puts the country before the family. His Majesty is doomed to die, and his father's approach is right, marrying Prince Fu, and his daughter does not dare to complain. A few days ago, I was troubled, which made my father worried. Not in the future, if nothing else, my daughter wants to go for a walk in the garden. ”

"Let's go, let's go. ”

Murong Xiang stared at the bottom-out porridge pot and said slowly.

Hearing this, Murong Jin closed his eyes forcefully, turned around and left the room.

Looking at her daughter's figure walking away, Murong Xiang's mouth hung a smile that was more ugly than crying.

Don't dare to complain, so don't dare to complain! Emperor Xian, have you ever known that for the sake of this great Eastern Han Empire, I, Murong Xiang, even my most beloved daughter...... I can't keep it! I'm Murong Xiang! Really, I'm alone......

With a long sigh, Murong Xiang's face was full of tears.

A red light flashed with a blue light, and then vanished.

Eastern Han Empire, Imperial Palace, Zige.

"Do your best, and then die. ”

Chu Mo stared at the raw rice paper on the bookcase, his face expressionless.

"He's dead?"

The middle-aged man nodded, paused, and said in a loud voice:

"He's a loyal servant. ”

Playing with the wine cup in his hand, Chu Mo raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man:

"I know he's a loyal servant. ”

Then, word by word, he said:

"It's a pity that he's loyal, not me!"

The middle-aged man understood that he had just lost his words, and he didn't dare to anger the famous tyrant in front of him, so he was silent.

"Where's King Fu?"

Holding the wine cup, the clear wine in the glass is along the wall of the glass, little by little soaked in the ink on the paper.

"Dead too. ”

Hearing this, Chu Mo nodded with satisfaction, and the palace built for thousands of years outside the window, under the afternoon sun, there was an inexplicable feeling of gloom.

Standing by the window, Chu Mo lifted the wine jug, drank a whole pot, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said:

"Arrange for all the first-level warriors to escort my mother to Nanliang. ”

The middle-aged man's face was flat, and there was a trace of looseness and anxiety at this time:

"Then Your Majesty's side ......"

"I'm going, or I'm going to die. If they stay with me, they will give their lives in vain, so why bother? ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, his eyes were completely unbelievable, when would a tyrant who kills impermanence take care of his life?

"Hehe......"

Chu Mo looked at the new branches growing from the trees outside the window, smiled loudly, turned his head and saw the middle-aged man open his mouth to speak, and said lightly:

"Do you want to ask me, why are you determined to die, and let you kill King Fu and Zuo Xiang?"

The middle-aged man was surprised by Chu Mo's keen and unusual insight, and nodded on his face.

"I'm here to keep more people alive, do you believe it......?"

In the sub-pavilion, the middle-aged man looked stunned.

It's night.

A figure walked out of the already silent palace, wearing a royal robe, with an indifferent face, it was Chu Mo. Drink the wine yourself, call before and after the weekday, and the tyrant who cannot be a lifetime is extremely depressed at this time.

Why do you want to kill them? Because the only one who can save the empire is I, Chu Mo! Who in the world today knows that I have lived two lives?

In the first life, my father and emperor died, the empire was shattered, and I was twenty-eight years old and died depressed. I thought that the second life would be able to predict the prophet and change my life. I don't want to, but my life is so thin!

Tell me, why my Chu clan has been crisscrossing the continent for thousands of years, and now it is on the verge of extinction! Why is the history of my Eastern Han Empire more than 10,000 years now turning to dust!

Step by step, in the blink of an eye, out of the imperial capital.

This is a technique that can be controlled by a martial artist at the fifth level, and it is not a problem for Chu Mo, who is at the sixth level.

Standing under a tree not far from the city gate, Chu Mo raised his head and stared at the top of the city gate, where the simple and heavy three words Rising Sun City were engraved.

"Perhaps, for more than 20,000 years on the mainland, the only thing that has remained unchanged is you. ”

Chu Mo took a sip of wine and laughed.

The city has existed since ancient times;

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