In September, Tokyo is the time of year.

Every morning, the majestic walls of the ancient city will be covered with a layer of frost. On both sides of the city gate, the sergeants wore heavy armor, and it was also foggy.

On the streets, pedestrians coming and going. Autumn is also added. However, after all, it is the capital. Although the temperature has dropped a lot, it is still prosperous.

On the street, small merchants and vendors come and go, and then the autumn sunshine, singing loudly and soliciting customers. And there are many patterns, tongue twisters, and slippery tongues, attracting pedestrians to stop and watch.

"Sugar gourd!" In this season, the sugar gourd sold in the market has become a unique scenery. The hawkers carrying gourd strings walked the streets and alleys, shouting loudly.

On the crowded street, a pair of grandchildren and grandchildren stroll through this bustling street. The child was holding a string of sugar gourds in his hand, and was eating sweet, when he saw someone selling a bigger string, he clamored to buy it.

"Grandpa Huang, I want that big one!" The boy pointed to the one who sold sugar gourds, and said crisply.

The old man in a satin robe nodded with a smile: "Buy it, buy it all!" ”

So, there was an entourage behind him who had been following him to pay the bill. The boy was holding a large string of sugar gourds in his hand, and while eating, he asked, "Grandpa Huang, aren't you the biggest in the world?" Why do you have to pay! ”

The old man in a gorgeous costume was stunned for a moment, and then laughed. He rubbed the boy's head dotingly, squatted down, pointed to the vendor who was shouting hard and said to the boy: "Xiao Wu, who told you that I am the biggest in the world?" ”

Xiao Wu paused the action of licking the sugar gourd, and thought about it very seriously: "Well, Grandpa Zhang and Eighth Grandpa both said so." Say that you are the Ninth Five-Year Honor, the first in the Great Zhou! ”

After hearing this, the smile on the old man's face retracted a little. He lowered his head, thought for a while, and then asked with a smile, "Do they really say that?" ”

Xiao Wu nodded and said very seriously: "Yes, I often hear them say this!" ”

Seeing the old man brushing his beard, smiling and nodding, he looked very happy. Xiao Wu still asked reluctantly: "Grandpa Huang, you are the Son of Heaven, and the entire Great Zhou is yours." Then why spend money when you buy something! ”

For this question, this Ninety-Five, the son of the Great Zhou Tianzi, really didn't know how to answer for a while. He thought about it for a long time, and finally said very succinctly: "It's because, uh, the rules." With such rules, the world can be peaceful. Buy things, spend money. Unalterable principle. ”

Looking at Xiao Wu, he was looking up, his innocent eyes blinking. The old man laughed, stretched out his hand and touched his head and said, "Xiao Wu, you are still young." When you grow up, you'll know how important this rule is1"

"I know that rules are the laws of heaven and earth, and the foundation of a country's survival. And it is a conventional law formed in the world for thousands of years. It's so powerful, no one can afford to mess with it! Whoever dares to break the rules will be crushed to death by that wheel! Xiao Wu shook his head and said this, as if he was endorsing.

However, he didn't notice that after hearing these words, Grandpa Huang's eyes instantly became extremely solemn.

"Xiao Wu, how did you know this?" The emperor touched his beard and asked in a deep voice.

Xiao Wu said triumphantly: "Hehe, which Zhan Chen said these words to Eighth Grandfather Grandpa Zhang, I overheard it!" ”

Annihilator?

The Emperor was puzzled for a moment, then smiled dumbly.

How can anyone in the world give himself such a name, it must be Xiao Wu's nickname.

Xiao Wu was on the side, and continued to shake his head and carry it: "Annihilation said, the rules are actually very specific...... He, he said, in the Great Zhou, is the most basic norm of people's life, uh, and moral code or something. He, he called it, the laws of history, the laws of society, the laws of economics. Xiao Wu didn't understand any of this. Hehe, but, Grandpa Eight doesn't seem to understand it! ”

The emperor listened to Xiao Wu talk about these laws, and his eyes were shining brightly. Occasionally, when I hear the wonders, I can't help but nod.

However, when I heard some points, I found that there was no sound. When he turned his head to look, he saw Xiao Wu eating a sugar gourd.

The emperor smiled dumbly, then stood up, took Xiao Wu's hand and said, "Go, Xiao Wu, today the emperor's grandfather will take you to eat some good things!" Well, by the way, you tell grandpa the story of that annihilator! Good no good? ”

"Okay, but, Grandpa Huang, you have to buy me another string of sugar gourds!" After Xiao Wu ate the last hawthorn, he wiped his mouth and didn't recognize anyone. The opening is a string of sugar gourds.

"Uh, that's what that Destroyer taught you?" The Emperor asked with a smile in his eyes.

"Yes, Zhan Chen said, this is called equivalent exchange." Xiao Wu looked up very proudly and said.

"No problem!" The Emperor happily agreed.

This equivalent exchange is worth it!

The emperor was very happy as if he had received great benefits.

I just heard Xiao Wu say that the Jiangbei Pavilion nostalgia that is widely spread in the capital is from this person's handwriting. And later, the brilliant and far-reaching "Jin Se" is also his work, and now with this person's in-depth understanding of the rules, the emperor suddenly has a strong interest in this annihilator who has been floating in his ears.

He wanted to hear what kind of character this Lu Heng, who was highly praised by the eighth brother and Zhang Wenshan.

……

Wang Jiangong has been in a very complicated mood recently.

He also heard about Jiang Ning.

I wanted to go back to help my second brother, but before he could go back, he received a secret letter from home.

Inside was a yellowed letter, as well as a handwritten letter from my sister.

In the letter, Wang Tingzhi briefly explained the current situation in the palace. Then he told him that he must find a way to deliver his father's dying letter to the emperor. Moreover, he solemnly told him that this letter would be the most important part of the entire Jiangning business. Remember, be sure to deliver the letter to the Emperor.

The letter came with a jade pendant that his father entrusted to his sister before he died. This jade pendant was once given by the queen to her deceased mother.

With it, Wang Jiangong can enter the palace smoothly.

After collecting the letter, Wang Jiangong was relieved.

Although he didn't know who was in the scheme, he felt that this strategy was old and spicy, and he could only look up to it.

This interlocking strategy seems to have calculated people's hearts to the extreme. Moreover, in the calculations, even the other side was left with ample room for development. He specially laid an oversized trap, and, on the trap, laid a temptation that no one could refuse. Waiting for the other party to jump down obediently, and still unknowingly. In the end, the trap collapses, the fog clears, and what awaits the other party will be the harshest ending, which can really be described as a one-hit kill.

Really, what a thought!

All the foreshadowing, the layout. It's for this last trick.

Fortunately, this person is helping my palace, otherwise, no one would really be able to stop him.

Just ask the world, who can escape, this will be a plan to calculate people to death?

Unconsciously, a layer of fine beads of sweat oozed from Wang Jiangong's head. After reading the last page of the Folding Willow Record, he burned the thin Folding Willow Record according to the instructions on his sister's letter.

After watching this book of folding willows be burned to ashes, Wang Jiangong stood up on his knees. After stretching his waist, he carefully put his father's dying letter into his arms.

Then he pressed his chest with his hand and said to himself: "Tingzhi, second brother, don't worry." Brother will definitely send this letter to the palace! ”

At this time, the autumn wind was bleak, and in the small courtyard where Wang Jiangong was, the leaves on the plane tree had fallen off. The wind blew, and the fallen leaves on the ground were rolled up and swished towards the corners.

……

On the Anguo Mansion,

An Peng, who was fat and bloated, was sitting on a chair at this time, holding a teacup in his hand, blowing tea, while listening to the triangular eyes in front of him, a guy with triangular eyes, saliva and how to deal with these grass-headed chicken poor officials.

"My lord, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Although the Wang family is now a small businessman, as long as he does not fall, the flagpole in the hearts of those poor people will not fall. As long as we seize this opportunity, we will completely destroy the Wang family. Those Shu people will definitely be deprived. They, haha, are a rabble. No one dares to come out and make irresponsible remarks about us! ”

An Peng smiled mysteriously, listening to the saliva of this official of the Ministry of Rites saying these words, but he was very cautious in his heart.

"My lord, with your current status, as long as you stand up and say a word, the palace will definitely be finished. At that time, it will not be the world of our scholars? Speaking of excitement, the official stood up happily and exclaimed.

An Peng put down the teacup, smiled, and replied, still not painful or itchy: "Since this is the case, then let the old man think about it carefully!" Hehe, Master Shi, it's not early, you see? ”

The teacup in An Peng's hand has been held for a long time, and his wrists are sore at this time. The other party was still confused, and he had no intention of leaving at all.

An Peng was also a little impatient at this time, looking at this triangular eye, it became more and more unpleasant. It's also on duty at the damn Ministry of Rites. I don't even know how to get this errand of the Ministry of Rites.

Until An Peng's words, it was obvious that the meaning of sending off guests was brought out. This person suddenly realized, laughed for a moment, and then hugged his fists and said: "Then the lower official will not stay to eat, Lord An, you stay, don't send it!" ”

An Peng: "%......"

After this person left, An Peng rolled his eyes speechlessly, and sneered, what a fucking idiot. Who the fuck wants to send you, and really treats yourself like a green onion.

"My lord, you really want to come out of this!" After sending the triangular eye out, the butler came over, thought for a moment, and asked softly.

An Peng took a sip of tea, and said with a cold smile: "Hehe, butler, do you think this official is a fool?" ”

Seeing that the housekeeper was listening to himself, An Peng smiled and said lightly: "A child of a poor family, you can have the status you have today." Is it just because of one Wang Jianfei? Oh, His Majesty is the real backer behind the scenes. Wang Jianfei is just a spokesperson for His Majesty outside. These fools thought that they would be able to defeat the arrogance of the poor disciples by dealing with Wang Jianfei, but they didn't know that they were blatantly slapping His Majesty in the face by doing so. ”