Chapter 8 Seeing that you have a good temperament, come and be a housekeeper

The Golden Martial Spirit ranks first among the third-class Martial Spirits, and both the strength and the cultivation potential contained in it are far superior to the other two colors, but this does not mean that the martial artists with the Golden Martial Spirits are necessarily stronger than the martial artists with silver or black Martial Spirits, and it is also related to their cultivation realm.

On the contrary, if you are willing to study diligently and cultivate your lower courage to the extreme, you can still achieve remarkable achievements and shine among the three clans. There is no shortage of such precedents in the history of the Julian continent.

Of course, having superior conditions and being willing to make superior efforts is undoubtedly a more ideal situation, such as Jiang Zhong, who is eager to control his personal destiny and is determined to save his mother, in the process of getting in touch with the golden martial arts, the idea of "even if you go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire, you must become the strongest in both civil and military materials in this continent" is getting stronger and stronger, otherwise the human body is really like an ant to be trampled on, and let others mention it, and find a reason to erase it casually.

So when the naughty gold grain clearly emerged, and gradually devoured and dissolved the true power of the Soul Leaving Little Meteor Hammer that Jiang Hongdie hit on his body, even if he felt the great pain of ten thousand ants devouring his bones, he still did not give up using his weak consciousness to perceive the golden bean.

The distance from the Shangdu Canal to the Anlu Canal was like experiencing a sea of fire purgatory for Jiang Zhong, until he encountered the Fan family's merchant ship, the gold grains were either turned into or swallowed, and finally cleared the true power of leaving the soul, and then when Jiang Zhong was surprised to feel that the gold grains had become larger and became golden broad beans, it released a ray of golden light in return, and then disappeared again.

Although this communication with Wu Lu did not achieve his ideal result, it was not without gains, such as he already had a vague impression of the form in which Wu Lu appeared and disappeared, knew that Wu Lu could become bigger through cultivation, and the golden light emitted by Wu Lu could penetrate the Qi Jing and all the veins.

Coincidentally, when Jiang Zhong was absorbing the golden light of Wuluo, he met the Fan family's merchant ship, which was discovered by the guys on board, and then salvaged as a mysterious gold nugget, which is also in response to the saying 'gold shines wherever it is'.

When he was netted to the boat, although Jiang Zhong was conscious, he didn't dare to interrupt himself because the golden light was still circulating in his body, so he had to wait for a fake sleep, but fortunately he met a businessman with an abacus in his heart.

The merchant ships went all the way south along the Grand Canal, getting farther and farther away from King Jiang's city, and the news that Prince Zhong was assassinated by assassins had also been transmitted back to the palace by the ninth princess Jiang Hongdie, Emperor Jiang was slightly stunned when he heard the news, and then the fourth prince Jiang Yunting led the inner secret agent to investigate the matter thoroughly, and ordered that there was no need to mourn, because whether it was the Manchu Dynasty civil and military or the people of Jiang State, few people knew that there was a Zhong Prince in Jiang State.

Prime Minister Yang Xuanmou of course knew about the existence of Prince Zhong, and because his son and daughter had a friendship with this Prince Zhong, he also said good things for him several times in front of Emperor Jiang.

Therefore, when he learned the news that "the seventh prince died of illness", he was quite sorry, although he knew in his heart that the poor prince Zhong was just another victim of the palace battle, but as a courtier, after all, he had no right to interfere in the royal family affairs, even if he had the heart to help, he was powerless.

After Yang Qice and Yang Lingyao learned the news from their father, they were all sad, and Yang Lingyao cried in her mother's arms.

"It's the poem that invites the moon that hurts him. Yang Qice was sad and indignant in his heart, and his tone was inevitably unkind.

"What's the use of saying this, and it involves royal decency, and you can't say it if you see through it, don't you understand this truth?" Yang Xuanmou reminded his son.

Yang Qice had no choice but to say nothing, got up and went to the courtyard to pay respects, Yang Lingyao also followed, Yang Xuanmou and his wife were pleased that their children were affectionate and righteous, and they would not stop it, and told the housekeeper to prepare sacrifices.

"Ling Yao, there is something I have been hiding from you, and now that Xiao Zhong has gone, there is no point in hiding it any longer, so I will tell you today. ”

When the brother and sister arrived in the backyard, Yang Qice looked up at the stars in the sky and said leisurely.

"What's the matter?" asked Yang Lingyao, who had just stopped crying.

"Xiao Zhong, he has his heart on you," Yang Qice turned to look at his sister, "He told me secretly and asked me if I could pursue you." ”

Yang Lingyao bowed slightly, as if she had known about this for a long time, and was not surprised at all, Yang Qice was very surprised: "You know?"

"You know, after he told you, you scolded him. ”

"Yes, I scolded him back. Yang Qice smiled bitterly: "Because I think he was not worthy of you at that time, and he couldn't protect you, but I didn't expect that after I scolded him back, he actually told you." ”

Yang Lingyao shook her head and said, "He didn't tell me, it was Xiang Qi who told me." ”

"Xiaoqi?"

Yang Lingyao looked up at the night sky and said, "Yes, Xiang Qi not only told me that you scolded him, but also handed me a letterhead for him." ”

Yang Qice shook his head and said, "Those two stinky boys." ”

As soon as these words came out, the brother and sister suddenly recalled the scene of the four of them marrying in Meiyuan, and couldn't help but fall silent.

"Qingqing Zijin, relax my heart. But for the sake of the king, he has been groaning so far. After a while, Yang Lingyao read softly.

"Poems in the Book of Songs. ”

"The eyebrows are crooked, and the sideburns are pointed. For the sake of Qing, it is difficult to sleep and eat. ”

If it was before, Yang Qice would inevitably criticize this poem, and then the poem and the person, as a righteous brother, warned Jiang Zhong not to be delusional, but now that the Si people are gone, the poem has become a poem, how can he bear to say it again?

"I told him that the person who can make me fall in love must be a young talent with lofty aspirations, a great hero who can lead the human race to resist the demons, and a hero who can take on the future fate of the human race. ”

Yang Lingyao seemed to say to herself: "I told him that I am willing to be a lifelong friend with him and a third sister for his life." ”

"What did he say?" asked Yang Qice.

He didn't say anything...... And I can't ask him anymore. As he spoke, tears flowed silently.

Yang Qice said: "Since he has written a poem to invite the moon, he should have awakened his literary courage, but what did he write in the poem that invited the moon?"

......

Jiang Zhong, who had just opened his eyes, sneezed, but he didn't know that there was a pair of brothers and sisters in the royal city at this time who were sacrificing him, in fact, after he woke up from being knocked unconscious by a book in the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, he had no time to sort out the detailed information about the individual, and his memory was also in a kind of passive semi-closed state.

At this time, Jiang Zhong, who had just experienced the catastrophe of life and death, was completely awake, and the first thing he wanted to figure out was naturally what happened during the time he fainted for the first time and appeared on the top of the palace.

The question of the assassin in the Spring and Autumn Pavilion is easy to speculate, it is nothing more than that a certain lady or prince in the palace saw that he wrote a poem to invite the moon, and he was jealous, so he sent someone to assassinate him, according to Jiang Hongdie's later performance, it was mostly her arrangement, but who was the man in white and the man in black on the roof?

If it was an assassination, the man in black could have ended himself on the spot, but if it was to save him, why did he leave himself without hesitation after meeting Jiang Hongdie?

Could it be that the man in white and the man in black entered the palace for something else, to take himself away, just to be a shield?

Jiang Zhong couldn't figure it out, all kinds of associations, but let him recall his few friends in this world, Yang Qice and Yang Lingyao of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Xiang Qi of the General's Mansion, the four of them met in the palace since childhood, and later married in the Plum Garden, these three friends have also become Jiang Zhong's only warm thoughts in addition to his mother in the Hanyu Palace, among which the cause is also that the concubine is connected to his own fate, and the relationship is particularly good.

"Childe woke up?"

Jiang Zhongzheng recalled that he was interrupted by a middle-aged man.

"Yes, did Mr. save me?"

Wang Fuyao smiled and nodded, walked over, sat down on the chair next to the bed, and asked, "Where is the son? How did you fall into the water?"

Jiang Zhong naturally couldn't tell the truth, he groaned a little in his heart, first smiled bitterly, and replied: "I originally lived on the edge of the city of Chang'an, and my family had a house and a field, but because I was a concubine, I was bored by the brothers in the clan, and I was worried that I would rob the family property, so they took advantage of me to study by the river, slapped me with a black brick behind my back, and threw it into the river and no longer cared about it. ”

Wang Fuyao sighed after hearing this, and said, "There is nothing new in the big family. Childe said he was reading by the river?"

Jiang Zhong replied: "Exactly, just because my mother has a humble status and has been bullied at home, my mind is really unsettled, and I know that my identity is out of my mother's house, and there is no hope of inheriting the family property, so I want to rely on scientific research to make a name for myself to save my mother from fire and water." ”

Wang Fu shook his head and praised: "Men should have this ambition." Then he asked, "What are the plans of the son in the future?"

Jiang Zhong said: "There is no other way, I still study while making money." ”

Wang Fuyao said: "That being the case, I have a plan, and I will refer to the details of the son." ”

"Sir, please. ”

"My owner is the most love to do good deeds, in previous years, it is difficult to fund the scientific examination fees of poor students, Childe has this ambition, I can introduce on behalf of me, it is not difficult to get dozens of taels of silver, at that time, food, clothing, housing and transportation, a degree, I will cook well for Childe, and Childe can concentrate on scientific research since then, how?"

Jiang Zhong hurriedly said: "No merit, if Mr. is really willing to help me, he can arrange some menial work for me, just keep food and clothing without worry, have a place to live, and I will deal with the rest by myself, how dare I bother more?"

Wang Fuyao looked at Jiang Zhong with admiration on his face, and said: "Well, I see that the son has a good temperament, and he has also read the book of sages, so I will discuss with my owner to find an errand for the son in the house, whether it is a housekeeper or a young master's scholar, so as to live up to the will of the son to 'study while making money', what does the son think?"

Jiang Zhong said: "If Mr. really accomplishes this, he will repay Mr. for his kindness one day." ”

"Well said. ”