Chapter 143, Stepping Stones and Gu Feed

The more the young man spoke, the more proud he became:

"As for finding the ministers of the DPRK and China and going to Dali Temple to identify yourself, you will not take this risk.

Because you don't know who they are, and if you go, you're going to get caught in the net.

You see, what other way do you go?

Fortunately, you can live so long by keeping your name incognito, otherwise you would have become a dry bone a long time ago! ”

It's really hollowing out the mind to do everything, and strictly guarding against the enemy.

His good brothers, when they fight for power, are enemies of each other, but they work together against themselves.

It's like all roads lead to Huangquan, but unfortunately he has never stepped into it.

Xiaojun laughed: "I'm really sorry for making you think so much, in fact, I have long planned to live here for the rest of my life, but unfortunately you are not at ease!"

"What about the Queen Mother?" Since he is going to die, he still needs to ask.

"She promised to put me in her name and make me a prince, so that I could ascend the throne in a clear and honest manner.

In exchange, I promised to inherit the grace of the Duke for three generations, three generations, and then hereditary, and then to be a hereditary earl.

There has been no such precedent since ancient times, and it is estimated that there are many opponents, but I can only grit my teeth and respond!

I also rewarded Ning Jiangsong with property that he couldn't spend in his life according to her request.

I also promised that when Cheng Engong killed the current lady, he would choose a noble girl in Beijing to marry.

The father and the emperor are no longer in charge, and they have not set up a prince, so they can't let the courtiers set up a prince, and the queen mother can play a key role at this time. ”

Hehe, as expected, as long as it is beneficial to Ning Jiangsong, what bottom line does she want? Will you care if others are dead or alive? Even if it's her own son.

Ning Jiangsong's children and grandchildren, great-grandchildren, great-great-great-grandsons, and great-great-great-grandchildren she took into account, but she didn't take into account his own son.

As long as she is safe, then I hope she will enjoy a long life, and her sister will have someone to take care of.

After the mother and son, one was rich and honorable, lived a long life, and the other died in Huangquan Hell with a short life.

I wish I would never see each other again in my life and life, and I would rather not be a human being and never see each other again.

"Where's Grandfather?"

"He's been dead for years, and he's been by a fake son, haven't you heard of it?"

Hehe? He's going to die, too!

I'm a little confused, haven't I heard of a state funeral? And what is a fake son?

The young man was impatient: "For the sake of your death, I replied patiently, what is there to ask, don't think about delaying time!" ”

"Then why do you have to ask for this jade lock?"

"You don't know? Hahaha, you don't know? Hahaha, that's interesting! You're dying anyway, so it doesn't hurt to tell you! ”

The young man had laughed enough, and looked at him jealously:

"You're so jealous! If it weren't for you, you'd be dead, I almost thought you were the chosen one!

It's a pity that it's just my stepping stone and Gu feed! Hahaha!

Legend has it that when you were one year old, a stranger secretly asked to see your father and give you auspicious things.

It is a very ordinary-looking green jade lock, missing a small horn, with a natural black dragon pattern and a red fish pattern engraved on it.

What else do you say, 'The black dragon and the red fish head meet, and the sky descends to the real dragon to prosper the Great Zhou'!

There is a big mystery inside the lock, which contains the key to the secret vault of Taizu.

The person who holds this lock is the person who is recognized by the ancestors of the Chai family, and only then can he open the secret treasury of the Taizu family and sit firmly on the Chai family.

In order to marry the daughter of Zhenfeng, to benefit the people of Li like Emperor Taizu and Empress Taizu, and to create a peaceful and prosperous world.

Their heirs are qualified heirs, and only then can they prosper the foundation of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

If those who do not get this lock succeed to the throne, they will not only cut off their children and grandchildren, but also ruin the foundation of the Great Zhou!

It's a pity that you have no luck, all this will be mine in the end! ”

"Hahaha! Hahaha! Xiaojun laughed, and tears of laughter came out.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Are you Xiaojie or Xiaorui?" Xiaojun stopped laughing and looked at him, as if he wanted to find what he was like when he was a child.

"It's really my good brother, who is called so affectionately when he dies!

I'm Xiaojie, didn't expect it? Chai Rui's stupid and arrogant dog thing has long been killed by me without touching a leaf! ”

Xiaojun laughed loudly, it turns out that everyone is deeply hidden, Ji Liangyuan, who looked at the big grinning simple and rude back then, still has this scheming?

"I know, the news of the green jade lock was released by the Ji family, right?

Because others hadn't paid attention to it at all, only Ji Liangyuan had really looked at it carefully before, and asked about it.

How the hell did you find out about my whereabouts? ”

"Haha, you accidentally exposed your feet and were found by pilgrims, how about it?"

Xiaojun thought about it, but he couldn't think of anything, there were no pilgrims in the temple recently?

Could it be that some of the pilgrims had a special identity in the past, and they only realized it when they saw his portrait recently? That's bad luck, he's been careful.

Is this going to die?

Thinking of his sister, he regretted very much, in order not to reveal his identity, he never had a chance to look at her, but fortunately she lived happily.

He reluctantly looked around at his dead relatives on the ground, as well as at the surrounding mountains, wanting to take another look before he died.

But suddenly laughed:

"Xiao Rui, have you heard it all? Is the evidence conclusive? Then let's do it and remember to burn us clean! ”

"Huh!? Chai Rui! Aren't you dead? Shousuke? Sub-auxiliary? You've betrayed me! ”

"It's my stand-in who died! Idiot! As for them, they were originally my people, hahaha!

You have already betrayed your relatives and left, otherwise why wouldn't any of your guards warn you? ”

The swords came in, and Chai Jie fell to the ground screaming, dead and blind.

It's so happy that someone has avenged them! I just hope that it will not affect my sister's happy life.

No, the king of the northwest is his uncle's grandfather's family, and his status in the Great Zhou is transcendent, and his sister is well-behaved and cute since she was a child, and she will not participate in any sibling battles, what impact can it have?

"My good brother, don't worry, Qingyu locked me and took it away!

For the sake of you still being willing to call me Xiao Rui, I will bury you and them, as well as another person surnamed Chai! ”

Another one with the surname Chai? Xiaojun was startled and was about to turn around to look.

The sharp blade slammed into his chest, and the sound of piercing the flesh was clearly audible, and he sat up with a scream, but he was stunned.

The quilt was warm and soft, the room was dark and quiet, the sky was clear outside, and a gentle snoring came from the corner of the wall.

It turned out to be another nightmare!

Xiaojun gasped for a while, sat against the head of the bed, only to feel a splitting headache, and couldn't recover his soul for a long time.

After sitting for a while, he got up and got out of bed to light the candle, and added a few pieces of charcoal.

Thinking of Zhengxiang, who was sleeping under the quilt, remembered the fate of his dream, he felt that his heart hurt and he couldn't breathe.

Reaching out and touching his head and face, his flesh was hot, his breath was long, and his chest was heaving, before he was sure that he was alive and well, and that he was eight years old.

How could he have such a dream? It's more real than real.

He could really feel the scorching heat of the fire, the choking of the smoke, and the piercing wounds of the flesh, as if he were there.

He used to have almost immersive dreams, but those dreams were real things that had happened before.

It's just that it was retrieved from his memory, and he rethought it in his dreams.