Chapter 142: The Blue Wind Wolf King

The Great Xia, the kingdom of the Houtu God, is ruled by the royal bloodline of the purple phoenix pupil, the Ji clan.

In all directions of this country, there are four powerful kings with different surnames with golden pupils guarding them.

They are the king of Dongyi, the king of Nanli, the king of Xilan, and the king of the Northern Wilderness.

In the Great Xia of the Kingdom of God, only the royal family surnamed Ji can have the purple yellow pupil that represents the highest bloodline of the divine blood.

And those who have golden pupils are all princes and generals.

People who have white Yao pupils, red Zhu pupils, azure pupils, and green feather pupils are not dignitaries, but also dignitaries.

In fact, many things are really decided at the moment of birth!

The imperial capital of Great Xia is singing, and the nameless alley of Liufang Street.

There is a dilapidated restaurant here called Zuixian Building.

Even though the business is bleak and the store is dilapidated, it is still open.

In the most prosperous place in Daxia - Chaoge, there is such a cold restaurant!

Of course, that doesn't mean why people choose this restaurant.

So this drunken immortal building has been unattended.

Until noon today, a down-and-out boy in a fox coat walked into the store.

"Hanzi, don't sleep, there's a guest coming!"

Zhang Ziliang, the bookkeeper, patted the shopkeeper who was lying on the table drooling at the beginning of the year.

Wu Chunian woke up from a big dream and fell to the ground with a "bang".

The boy in the fox coat covered his eyes and couldn't bear to look at it.

Wu Chunian quickly got up from the ground, scratched his head, and smiled embarrassedly.

"What do you want, this guest officer?"

"Is this drunken immortal building just the two of you?"

Childe asked.

"In addition to us, there is another chef, but this chef took a leave of absence to visit his family a few days ago. ”

Zhang Ziliang replied.

"Without a cook, what kind of restaurant do you own?"

Childe asked.

"If Childe orders some side dishes, Xiao Wu can also cook a few, and the taste is not inferior to that of the chef!"

Zhang Ziliang said.

Wu Chunian heard Zhang Ziliang praise himself like this, scratched his head embarrassedly, and smiled.

"Well, I didn't expect anything!"

Childe took out a deed and a document from his arms.

"From now on, this Drunken Immortal Tower will be in my hands!"

Zhang Ziliang took the deed and documents and looked at them carefully.

"The eldest prince?"

Zhang Ziliang asked tentatively.

"It's me. ”

Childe nodded.

Wu Chunian leaned into Zhang Ziliang's ear and asked.

"Who is the eldest prince?"

"You bastard, you know how to eat and sleep all day long, sleep and eat!"

Zhang Ziliang knocked Wu Chunian's head hard.

"Naturally, he is the eldest son of King Nanli, His Royal Highness Chang'an!"

"Huh?"

Wu Chunian's mouth opened wide in surprise.

"But isn't he a black pupil? How could it be ......?"

Zhang Ziliang hurriedly covered Wu Chunian's mouth.

"It doesn't matter. ”

Xu Changan waved his hand.

"Everyone in the world knows that the eldest son of Zhao Wushuang, the king of the Divine Skill Gai Shinan, is the most useless black pupil, why can't you say it?"

"Why did His Royal Highness Chang'an come from Yangcheng to this imperial capital to sing?"

Zhang Ziliang asked puzzled.

Xu Changan looked up at the sky and fell into memory.

Xu Changan is exactly seventeen this year, and in three years, he will be crowned adult.

Then he will be able to inherit the name of the son of the king of Nanli.

But Nanli Wang has a pair of pure golden pupils, and the son born will actually be black pupils!

I'm afraid that no one will be able to accept Xu Chang'an inheriting the name of Nan's departed son.

So there was such a scene......

Zhao Guangzong, the third prince of Nanli, stood above the hall and pointed to the nose of his eldest brother Xu Chang'an and said.

"Xu Chang'an of the Black Pupil Clan's rape and murder of his young daughter, the crime is unforgivable! I hope that my father will deal with Xu Chang'an according to the laws of Great Xia!"

The law of Great Xia, rape and murder of young girls, its crime should be punished!

Nanli Wang Zhao Wushuang, who was sitting on the throne, did not speak.

Xu Chang'an, who was kneeling below, did not make a word of excuse for himself.

This south is up and down the palace, as long as people with eyes know that this is definitely wronging Xu Chang'an.

But there is no one who speaks for Xu Chang'an.

There are many people who want him to die!

Just because Xu Changan was born with black eyes, he is a waste!

As long as Xu Chang'an lives in this world for one day, the reputation of King Nanli has always been stained.

After a while, Nanli Wang Zhao Wushuang only said one word.

"You look very much like your mother. ”

This sentence is Xu Changan's life-saving card.

Xu Chang'an's mother is the eldest daughter of the previous Emperor of Great Xia, the first beauty of Great Xia, and is known as "Great Xia Dragon Sparrow". His Majesty posthumously awarded him the title of "Long Emperor Ji".

It's a pity that half a year after giving birth to Xu Chang'an, he died.

Since then, every big festival, small sacrifice, ancestral sacrifice, Chongyang, Qingming......

King Nanli will personally go to sweep her grave.

That is the favorite person of King Nanli's life, and the only reverse scale of King Nanli.

As soon as these words came out, no one dared to hurt Xu Chang'an's life.

However, King Nanli personally wrote a letter to sever relations with Xu Chang'an, removing Xu Chang'an from the family tree, and only gave Xu Chang'an a restaurant thousands of miles away from the palace.

"Hey~"

Xu Changan sighed.

"From now on, there is no need to call me Your Highness, I am no longer the son of the king of Nanli.

And just the owner of this restaurant. ”

Zhang Ziliang heard this sentence and probably guessed what was happening.

"Temple...... The boss doesn't have to be too sentimental, in this world, he is still content and happy!"

"I am already very content to live in peace!"

Xu Changan said.

Wu Chunian looked at Xu Changan and then at Zhang Ziliang, and couldn't figure out what dumb riddles these two people were playing.

"Uh...... Do you want me to cook?"

"Go ahead, that old hen in the backyard killed the stew, the temple ...... The shopkeeper came all the way, and it was regarded as washing the dust for the shopkeeper. ”

Zhang Ziliang said.

"Are you really going to kill that old hen?

Wu Chunian said reluctantly.

Zhang Ziliang picked up the account book and knocked it on Wu Chunian's head.

"Foolish, go!"

"Oh!"

Wu Chunian rubbed his head and walked to the backyard extremely reluctantly.

Zhang Ziliang made a gift to Xu Changan.

"It's a joke to call the shopkeeper, this young man is named Wu Chunian, he is fourteen years old, and he is a street child I adopted on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month seven years ago. With his red pupil bloodline, he will definitely be able to protect the shopkeeper!"

Chapter 2 The Visitor

Zhang Ziliang lowered his head, Xu Changan's parents are extremely noble people, but he has not inherited that noble bloodline at all, and he should not mention his bloodline in front of Xu Changan.

Xu Changan waved his hand.

"It's okay, just treat each other with the usual courtesy. Otherwise, people will see it and think it is weird. ”

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Ziliang laughed heartily.

"After the shopkeeper arrives, Ziliang will be relaxed in the future!"

"Could it be such a dilapidated restaurant, which is very busy on weekdays?"

Xu Changan asked.

"It's a little busy, but after the shopkeeper came, I guess I won't be busy. ”

Zhang Ziliang said with a slight smile.