"It's just the two of us here, why am I afraid of telling you this?"

Xiao Junjie stood up and walked in front of Xiao Junkun, looked at his younger brother who was a head shorter because of the binding, and simply told him all his monstrous plans.

"In any case, you are also my own brother, let you know something before you die, and there is a thought on Huangquan Road, right?"

It turned out that the father of the two of them did have the idea of becoming the emperor himself, if it weren't for the queen mother and the civil and military officials to promote Han San to the throne, he would have been ready to sit in that position directly at that time, but for the sake of the queen mother's face, he rested that thought, and thought about the future of the banner country with peace of mind, and devoted himself to the work of expanding the territory and benefiting the people.

However, in recent years, with the growth of the young emperor, he was unwilling to hold the military power in the hands of others, and no one in the court could listen to it, and the power he cultivated gradually forced General Xiao's every move to be like walking in the mud, and the emperor's move not only angered his father, but also the queen mother who listened to the government.

So the two hit it off, wanting to remove the hat that didn't belong to Han San in the first place.

The Queen Mother's plan is to set a precedent and become a female emperor; And General Xiao's plan is to eliminate the threatening Han San, and the remaining old woman who is old and decrepit is not to be afraid, and it is not up to him to decide who will sit on the throne of the Ninety-Five Emperor at that time.

And Xiao Junjie's killers against Xiao Junjun in the past few times are just rehearsing the succession battle in advance. When his father and the queen mother succeeded in one fell swoop, his rival was only his own brother, so the assassinations he arranged were indeed intended to take his life.

"You know what? You are my father's favorite son, and although he deceived my mother by acting cold to you, he did not deceive me. ”

Then, Xiao Junjie told Xiao Junkun a secret of his life that he never knew.

It turned out that he was not born to the woman who called his mother every day in the General's Mansion, but his father was born to a country woman who was trapped in the people many years ago, and was not brought back to the General's Mansion to recognize his ancestors until he was one year old, at the cost of his biological mother not being able to appear in front of everyone openly for the rest of his life.

At that time, Xiao Junjie, who was already six years old and began to know things, watched his mother pour poisoned wine on the woman, and watched her bleeding on the ground trying to save Xiao Junkun, who was trembling, maybe her appearance was too terrifying at that time, and the scared and ignorant Xiao Junkun finally threw herself into the arms of the general's wife.

He remembered for the rest of his life the look on his father, who had come later, angry, sad, and heartache all in one but with great patience, he stood for a long time in front of the already cold corpse, and then left without looking at the little son who was sleeping in his mother's arms.

For many years afterward, he had been a stranger to Xiao Junkun, if it weren't for his mother often mentioning it in front of him, he wouldn't seem to remember that he had a son raised in the mansion.

It was this attitude that made his mother gradually lose her vigilance against him, and gradually developed feelings for Xiao Junkun, who had been raised by his side, and really thought that it was a piece of meat that fell from his body, and he completely forgot what kind of poisonous wine he had poured on the woman with his fierce eyes many years ago.

Xiao Junjie almost thought that his father didn't care about this younger brother, and even despised it, at that time he still felt that his younger brother was pitiful, so he cared more about him, and wanted to use his brother's identity to make up for the family's debt to him.

It wasn't until he accidentally overheard the closest subordinate next to his mother reporting Xiao Junkun's every move to his father, as well as his mother's attitude towards him and his own situation with him, that he knew that in fact, things were not as simple as they seemed on the surface, that is, from that time on, he began to hate his younger brother who he cherished and cherished before, learned to play a good show of brotherhood and brotherhood in front of others, and then secretly bullied him.

However, no matter how hard he tried to behave in front of his father, learn literature and martial arts, and deliberately eavesdrop, he came to the conclusion that he could never catch up with Xiao Junkun's important position in his father's heart.

"So you see, if I don't kill you now, when my father can really sit on the dragon chair in the future, guess who he will make the crown prince?"

Xiao Junjie walked to the table and picked up the teacup again, but the tea inside was already cold, just like Xiao Junyan's heart that was tied to the torture rack and burst into tears.

He opened his mouth several times to say something, and the scenes in his memory flashed in front of him, the mother who cared for him, the father who seemed to be disgusted when he saw him, and a woman lying in a pool of blood flashed under Xiao Junjie's narration.

The blood from her eyes, mouth and nose was so bright red, but there were still tears in her eyes, and she could no longer open her mouth to call her nickname, and stretched out her weak hands to try to hold the ignorant child...... From her eyes, the sorrow that flowed attacked Xiao Junyan, who was holding his breath, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, lowered his head and never moved again.

"Someone's coming!"

Xiao Junjie looked at the hem of his clothes stained by the blood splashed on his body, and in disgust, he slashed the piece with a knife, and called the guards outside the torture room in a loud voice.

"Let's see if he's still angry, if he dies like this, it will be cheaper for him."

The expressionless guard seemed to have seen too much of the dead man, and walked over to probe his breath with his fists clenched.

"My lord, the man is not dead."

"Drag him to his cell, find a good doctor, and take care of him."

Xiao Junjie commanded:

"I'm going to keep him alive so that he can see with his own eyes how I put on the dragon yellow robe, and let my father see who is his proudest son."

Xiao Junkun, who was weak and had lost his mind, was dragged by two big men with his arms to the cage where he had stayed, and threw it on the grass like discarding garbage.

And Xiao Junjie, who had just walked out of the cell and was blinded by the noon sun, frowned and raised his hand to cover it, when a person with hurried steps came in front of him.

"The eldest young master, the general ordered the second young master to be detained, how can you be punished in private? How do I go back and report to the general? ”

The person who came was Xiao Junjie's cronies, but it was also the eyeliner arranged by his father.

Xiao Junjie looked at the man's anxious look, and the backlog of dissatisfaction over the years made him interrupt his persuasion with disdain:

"You've been with me for more than a decade, haven't you? I think it's time to get a good rest, or else your head is so dull that you can't even get it wrong who is your master, right? ”

"Big young master!"

The servant looked at Xiao Junjie in horror, his eyes became bloodthirsty, and he didn't know his identity as early as many years ago, when the general made such an arrangement, he knew it, and his life was lost when he raised the knife in one hand.