Chapter 1216: Portrait of the Ancestors
Ancestors?
Then I almost guessed it.
"What did you do before?"
Scud gasped for a while before he came to his senses, and his back involuntarily straightened: "Our family - it used to be royalty!" The ancestors have been emperors! β
"However, it's a dynasty that is not well-known, and you can't find ...... in history books."
His surname is Jing.
Sure enough, he opened his mouth and said, "That dynasty is called Jing Dynasty." β
That's right.
He swallowed for a moment, and then said, "It's no one else, the ancestor in the middle who wears a yellow robe and sits on the dragon chair - exactly like you!" β
Yes, whether it is the king of Chengbei, or the charm of the mountain, or even the zombie concubine - they all mistook me for the emperor of the Jing Dynasty!
"Have you looked closely?" I took a breath: "There are a lot of people in the world who look alike. β
"It doesn't matter if it looks like it......" Scud pointed to my head tremblingly, "Mainly, this." β
"If I hadn't seen this, I wouldn't have remembered that the ancestor on the scroll also had an identical scar."
My heart shook.
No wonder, Scud's physiognomy has a Xuanhe past, but now it is broken like this.
I didn't know why, but suddenly I felt sourβit turned out to be a kind of empathetic distress.
Damn, what do you think, I can't really think of myself as an ancestor.
I immediately asked, "Tell me again, what's going on with your ancestral property?" β
It's okay not to mention it, but as soon as he mentioned it, Scud's hand immediately clenched, gritted his teeth and said, "Let people snatch it all!" β
It turned out that as a relative of the emperor of the Jing Dynasty, at that time, it was naturally the power of the government and the opposition, rich in the world, and there was a large fief.
As a relative of the emperor, what do you want, who can't envy the level of reincarnation? But who knows, the national fortune of the Jing Dynasty is not prosperous, it is shorter than the Qin Dynasty, and the monarch changed the previous virtuous and benevolent in the later period, and became fierce and tyrannical, arbitrary, and also engaged in a project called the Four Phases Bureau, which cost the people and money.
So half a lifetime died, the monarch himself did not have a good end, after the country was broken, there was no trace, they did not enjoy these royal blessings, they were followed by the seedlings, chased by the next overlord, and several other doors were also lost, their luck was better, and it was stretched.
Why does this door last? It was because of that King of the Jing Dynasty that he left them that ancestral property.
It is said to be a piece of land that contains an inexhaustible fortune that has been used for generations.
Now I guess that maybe the emperor's ancestor was eloquent, and in the end he had a foresight - knowing that the Jing Dynasty was stormy, leaving a way back for the royal family.
In the end, only one sentence was left, saying that it was okay to change the name and surname, and the ancestral property must not be lost.
In order to avoid the pursuit of the next overlord, they did abandon their original surname and changed their surname to Jing - also to commemorate that short-lived dynasty.
And these descendants of the royal family, abide by this rule and have been living as ancestral dogs.
Unexpectedly, one year, the news leaked out somehow, and a very mysterious person came and said calmly that they would let the land go.
Of course, it is impossible for the people of the Jing family to agree, firstly, this is what the ancestors have told them to keep, and secondly, why?
The mysterious men looked at each other and replied, "I am for your good, it is not a good land, and it will bring you bad luckβthe man will have a bloody plague."
Do you think, the ancestors left you a piece of land, so many years, smooth sailing, come to someone to say that there is bad luck, do you believe it?
The patriarch had them beaten out of the stick.
The mysterious man smiled and said It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, you think about it slowly, and we'll be here in three days.
The patriarch of the Jing family said coldly that it would be the same for three days, and we would never let go.
The mysterious man didn't answer, but he didn't expect that as soon as he beat the mysterious man and left, the Jing family began to have an accident.
In the beginning, it was the patriarch who began to bleed from the nose.
Not only did the nosebleed, but slowly, all seven orifices began to bleed.
The people were quickly gone.
The people of the Jing family were scared, saying that this has something to do with the land?
But the two patriarchs abided by the rules, saying that it was a coincidence, and before he finished speaking, his arm touched the corner of the table and rubbed a layer of skin.
This is a small injury, a matter of sprinkling incense ashes in the old society.
Unexpectedly, the piece of skin gradually fell off, and the two patriarchs were covered in blood and died, and when they died, their eyes were still very big, as if they didn't believe what happened to them.
The other Jing family members looked at each other, just like a fire, it spread quickly, and every man had a "bloody disaster", which came quickly and quickly.
Seeing that people were about to die, the female dependents could only cry and cry, but the only seven or eight-year-old sister-in-law made up her mind, saying that this would not work, and give them the land.
The ladies said how to do this, first, it violated the teachings of the ancestors, and second, the patriarchs, didn't they die in vain?
The sister-in-law said sharply, there are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is the greatest, do you want our Jing clan to cut off children and grandchildren? A hundred years later, do you have the face to face your ancestors?
The ladies were all stunned.
Those mysterious people came as promised, staring at the coffins in the courtyard, still smiling, saying that they knew this was the case, why bother in the first place?
There is also a mysterious man who says that a pariah is a pariah.
The once high-ranking royal family was called a pariah, and that was the highest insult!
But that ancestor was very clever - he just clenched his fists, knowing that when he died, there was nothing left.
As long as you live, you still have a chance to get everything back.
The mysterious man looked at the sister-in-law.
And the sister-in-law knew in his heart that these mysterious people were afraid of murderous intentions.
Jiang Caiping couldn't help but murmured: "What a ruthless heart......"
The sister-in-law reacted quickly, and at that time he sprinkled a soak of urine in front of everyone, and used urine and mud with both hands to apply it to his face, laughing while applying.
Sure enough, the mysterious people laughed, seemed dirty, and left.
Scud said, his teeth clenched.
I just realized that my fists were clenched to death.
They barely survived.
I immediately asked, "What kind of mysterious person, what clues are there?" β
Who are they?
Scud shook his head: "The ancestors at that time only remembered one sentence, which has been passed down from generation to generation, and he said, those people are called messengers. β
Jiang Caiping's eyes looked at me unblinking, obviously very worried: "Xianggong ......"
Messenger - and Messenger.
So, from ancient times to the present, they are all related to the four-phase game?
What exactly is the messenger? The ones who hurt me and Xiaoxiang, and the ones who offset the four-phase bureau, are they?
What are they trying to do?
"What about that land?" I then asked, "Any more clues?" β
Scud shook his head, his eyes darkened: "All these years, we have been trying to get that piece of land back, but we can't find anything, it is said that there is something important hidden in that land, and in my generation, if we can't find it, it's really hopeless - I don't have the money to buy a house." β
If you don't have money to buy a house, you won't have a girl to marry, and you won't have children.
"No matter how difficult it is, I will get my ancestral property back, not just for wealth, this is the ancestral teaching," Scud stared at me, his eyes were indescribably firm: "We have lost so much, and in the end, we can't lose it anymore." β
I couldn't help but ask: "That Jing Dynasty's ancestor, is there any other deeds that have been handed down?" β
It's exactly the same as me, even the scar on my forehead.
This can no longer be described as a coincidence.
Could it be, he really ...... with me
I can't say what I feel, I'm a little looking forward to it, I'm a little nervous.
Scud looked embarrassed: "Speaking of the ancestor who is exactly like you......"
He met my eyes and seemed to be a little evasive: "Most of the things I have done are absurd and notorious, or ...... Don't talk about it, right? β
I immediately said, "It's okay, even if it's like this." β
I think, know a little more, the monarch of the Jing Dynasty who is exactly like me.
"Then I'll say it." Scud plucked up his courage: "At that time, the courtiers of the people objected, saying that it would be damned by heaven and not a good omen, but he just didn't listen. He once built a big temple for himself - to make himself a god. β
There was a buzz in my ears - even if I was mentally prepared, I didn't expect it! It's ridiculous, it's not so ridiculous, is it?
Even an ancient tyrant might not be able to do such a thing!