The giant of the South China Sea, the prince of the dog

The down-and-out royal family is not as good as a dog, whoever loves to be a dog is a dog!

As a figure who has been successfully removed from the royal family tree after eight generations of hereditary replacement, An Sangou is very unsatisfactory.

Hereditary succession was a huge reform of the Zhengyang Empire, at the hands of the Wuyang Emperor who reclaimed the land from the Northern Barbarians. He stipulated that only the emperor's own son could be crowned a prince, and the prince's son could only be crowned a county king, and so on, a total of eight ranks. In other words, after eight generations, the royal family will automatically become commoners. The issuance of this decree directly led to the change of each generation of emperors, and the corpses will be scattered all over the field, and the blood will flow thousands of miles. Although the turmoil caused was not small, it was an excellent policy for the continuation of the empire, directly strangling the royal family, the biggest vampire of the dynasty, in the cradle.

An Sangou's father, an honest farmer, owns twenty acres of land that everyone envies, and they are all the best paddy fields. has a wife who is as beautiful as a flower, although she used to be the personal maid of the top lady of Fanghua Building in the county seat.

And everything his father owned was because of his identity, the emperor of that empire - Lieutenant Fengguo.

Even the royal family tree has his name on it:

An Erniu!

Because of the emperor's title, An Erniu has 500 yuan a month, which is a symbol of the status of the royal family. It is six taels of silver a year, which is already a lot of wealth for ordinary farmers.

But I don't know why, since he took his wife, he can't save any more money.

After his daughter-in-law gave birth to a second son, that is, An Sangou's younger brother, his daughter-in-law left the house, taking away all her savings, An Sangou's younger brother and An Erniu's life.

An Erniu died of overindulgence, and he made the news public without moderation, and then it became a joke, following the first twenty years of An Sangou's life.

An Sangou didn't know if his father was the tireless old cultivator in other people's mouths.

I only know that the twenty acres of paddy fields that should have been inherited by him have become three acres of dry fields, and they are on a barren hill far away from the village. When he grew up and understood these things, he sued the government, but was directly beaten.

It turned out that the 20 acres of paddy fields had been filled into the official's house, and now it is the land of the county magistrate. He said that he was a royal prince, but he was ridiculed by others. All the royal families are in the north, how can there be descendants of the dragon clan in a shallow water place like the south?

An Sangou said that his father's name was on the family tree of the royal family.

A book under the county magistrate directly gave An Sangou a slap in the face, saying that if he could walk to the imperial capital alive and go to Zongzheng Temple, he would be the master and return An Sangou's twenty acres of paddy fields, otherwise he would dream about it.

An Sangou didn't know where the emperor was, and he didn't know where Zongzheng Temple was, so he left lonely.

After a few months, suddenly a group of men wearing brown linen clothes found An Sangou who was working in the field, and without saying a word, he knelt down and kowtowed three times, shouting:

"I've seen the prince! I've seen the prince! ”

An Sangou was surrounded by this group of people in a daze, and when he came back to his senses, he was already in a house in a secluded place in the county town, and an old man with a kind face was sitting opposite him.

"Old man An Fulu is your imperial uncle."

An Sangou was startled, but after the old man finished speaking, he seemed to understand something.

An Fulu is a rich man of the earth, with mountains at home and wealth at home. And he also has an identity, that is, royalty.

His imperial title is a lieutenant of the auxiliary country, which is one level higher than An Sangou's father An Erniu, which also means that An Fulu can also designate an heir to enjoy the title of the last imperial lord.

And An Fulu has no children under his knees, he is very old, if he leaves the west, there will be no one to inherit the last level of this emperor, how can it be a pity, so after hearing about An Sangou, he sent someone to find him and discussed accepting him as a righteous son.

The royal inheritance is not something that can be inherited by just one person, it can be inherited, but this object must also be royal blood.

No matter how downtrodden An Sangou is, it is also a royal bloodline, but if it is replaced by An Sangou's son, it does not belong to the royal bloodline, because An Sangou is not a royal family!

An Fulu has a group of wives and concubines, but there seems to be some hidden disease, and he has never given birth to an heir. His wife and concubine began to think crookedly, wanting Totoro to change the prince, but An Fulu noticed that he immediately divorced his wife, and sold all his concubines when he got older.

In order to prevent his family wealth from being obtained by people who are messy, and for his little royal face, An Fulu sent people to find royal bloodlines like An Sangou.

The emperor lived up to his wishes, and was finally found by him.

Speaking of emotion, An Fulu burst into tears, hugging and crying bitterly with An Sangou. An Sangou also remembered his own pain after his father's death, so the two hugged each other and cried bitterly for a while.

That night, An Fulu entertained An Sangou, who was full of food and drink, fell asleep, and An Fulu ordered someone to take An Sangou's hand and constantly press his handprints on some documents, and then carefully wash An Sangou's red hands.

A few days later, An Sangou came to the county government under the support of a group of caretakers, and when the county magistrate knew An Sangou's identity at this time, he was immediately frightened and fell into the middle hall, and repeatedly said that he would not only return the deed of 20 acres of paddy fields to him, but also handed over an ownerless 36 acres of paddy fields to An Sangou.

An Sangou walked away.

Then An Sangou began to live an arrogant and lascivious life with the support of a group of people, not only lived in the deep house compound of an unknown family, but also became An Sangou's concubine with the original owner's wife and concubine and even two daughters of the same age.

In this way, three years later, with the death of An Fulu, An Sangou inherited the imperial title of lieutenant of Fengguo, and acted more and more domineering.

The name of Prince An soon resounded throughout Jianning Mansion, and many people suffered from An Sangou's disaster.

Because after An Sangou gained power, at the instigation of his subordinates, he began to take revenge on those who had hurt him.

In An Sangou's heart, anyone who looks down on him will be punished, but in his heart, no one looked down on him before, so the object of his revenge became everyone.

When one day the people had been resentful for a long time and finally broke out, An Sangou found that there was no one around him. When the crowd rushed into his mansion, he even saw a few guys in the crowd who were usually extremely flattering to him.

An Sangou was almost killed by the people.

But he didn't die after all, he was carried by the servants, thinking he was dead, so he was thrown into a mass grave, and he didn't even mean to bury it, so after an ice rain fell at night, An Sangou, who was immortal because of a thick layer of fat, woke up.

When he woke up, he found that he did not hate the emperor or the hereditary decree, but had a great grudge against the people.

Those ignorant bedbugs, if he gains the power again, will definitely trample them under their feet and ravage them!

This is the perverted idea born after An Sangou has gone through life and death.

In the following month, An Sangou slowly recovered from his injuries, his physical fitness was not bad, and more than 20 years of farming career allowed him to have an excellent body. It's just that the next three years of the prince's life made his sturdy body live with a thick layer of fat.

Fortunately, when the people rushed into his mansion, they forgot that he was once a peasant boy, and when they started, they came according to the average physical fitness of the landlord Lao Cai. This saved the life of one of his dogs.

After a month of recovery, because I didn't dare to go back, I could only go south, left Jianning Mansion, and came to Fuzhou.

Because he couldn't eat well for a month, the fat on his body was gone, and he fed himself, and the bones on his body were not broken, and An Sangou begged all the way to Fuzhou.

Along the way, he met countless peers, because An Sangou had good physical fitness, and he had been a prince for three years, so he was a lot more eloquent. By the time he arrived in Fuzhou, nearly a hundred beggars had gathered around him.

When he arrived in Fuzhou, the life of the people here was worse than that of Jianning Mansion, but An Sangou just watched coldly, and he thought it was right from the bottom of his heart for the people who were suffering here.

Only a beggar can barely count his kind, because in the course of a month, An Sangou heard many different versions of the story from the beggars around him, and after listening to it, An Sangou had only one idea.

It's all the so-called common people who are in trouble, and they don't dare to disobey the old men, so they exploit them, these beggars. It was because of these people that these people fell into this fate, and they became things that were not even as good as dogs.

After begging in Fuzhou for a few months, because An Sangou was bold and tough, he gradually gained prestige among the beggars. In addition, An Sangou is still good to the beggars, at least he has some to eat, and the beggar brothers on the side also have it.

And An Sangou has always been skinny, so that all the beggars think that An Sangou will let the beggar brothers eat even if he can't eat enough. Therefore, there is more and more reverence for An Sangou.

In fact, only An Sangou himself knows that he doesn't eat less, and he is almost never hungry, but he just can't eat fat now, how can he not be fat!

An Sangou took the beggars to live by stealing for a few months, but gradually the government discovered this problem, and their chances of success became less and less. An Sangou began to think of a way at this time, and when he heard that there were six royal relatives in Fuzhou, he had an idea.

At this time, his beggar brothers were more than a thousand, so he took a hundred and ten skilled people to the vicinity of a royal family's garden.

There is a lieutenant in Zhenguo who lives here, and he is one level higher than the cheap Lao Tzu An Fulu, so his life is better than An Fulu. There are a few martial artists in the family, and I heard that they are all practitioners. But these martial artists are only in the single digits at most, and more of them are a group of guards.

Because he was a royal prince, An Sangou couldn't recruit martial artists who had practiced martial arts when he was at his most beautiful, and who knew better than him what kind of virtues those guards had?

So he arranged for twenty or thirty of his best brothers to follow him, and he dealt with those martial artists himself.

In the middle of the night, several pieces of poisoned raw meat were thrown into the house of the lieutenant of the town. It wasn't long before the sound of watchdogs eating meat rang out.

An Sangou waited patiently for another half an hour before giving the order to start. One hundred and ten people climbed over the wall at the same time, and the people in the courtyard heard the movement, and as soon as they wanted to make a sound, they were shrouded in a large group of black shadows.

As An Sangou expected, the outer courtyard of the house was at most a few guards, and these dogs slept sounder than their own master in the middle of the night. As long as they're fast enough, this group of guards is easy to deal with.

Arriving in the inner courtyard is the main thing, and An Sangou feels that since he has spent a lot of money to hire a martial artist, he must be very conscientious. But I didn't expect a large group of people to enter the inner courtyard for a long time, only to see a few guards rushing out, but they were quickly dealt with.

The shouts in the backyard rang out, and An Sangou told everyone to split up.

When An Sangou met that group of martial artists, this group of people was already drunk, several people nested in a small courtyard, full of wine jars, when An Sangou brought people in, these people were motionless like dead dogs, at most they snorted twice.

An Sangou sneered and left with someone, and then he met a half-naked martial artist who came out of the owner's daughter's room.

This guy is really powerful, and he doesn't fall behind in the face of four or five people who are stronger than him. An Sangou saw the opportunity, a bamboo knife stabbed directly in the back of this martial artist, the martial artist turned around in pain, An Sangou had already withdrawn far away, and then this martial artist was held down by four or five people, and died tragically on the spot directly after a violent beating.

The whole operation took an hour, not a short time, and no small movement, but no one noticed the anomaly here.

Just because this family is a royal family, no one wants to live next door with the royal family unless they live around it. It's a pity that the six royal families in Fuzhou live in different places. As a result, the house was empty for a mile around, so no one would notice anything unusual in the middle of the night.

Hundreds of people were almost fully loaded, and when they left, someone asked what to do with this royal family, An Sangou thought for a while and said:

"Give them a good time, burn it!"

Then the whole house was on fire, and it was only after the flames lit up the sky for a long, long time that no one found out about the situation, but there was no one to put out the fire, let alone report it.

At this time, there were no officials to continue to work, and the people couldn't find it if they wanted to.

succeeded once An Sangou did not stop, and in the following month, all the six royal families in Fuzhou were wiped out.

The official servant just looked at it and reported it to the imperial court.

It is a matter of the royal family, not something that the local government can handle. This is exactly the same situation as An Sangou encountered at the beginning, when he was beaten by the people, the government just sent a messenger to pull him away and throw him into a mass grave. Then there was no movement, and when An Sangou left Jianning Mansion, his house had already changed his surname, and it seemed to be the surname of the county order.

Since then, An Sangou has known that the down-and-out prince is not as good as a dog, and he now has to rely on these down-and-out princes to live.

"Lord, Qiao San'er has found you a princess, or..." A flattering man ran to An Sangou and was kicked away by An Sangou.

"Get out, don't bother Lao Tzu!"

At this time, the number of beggars under An Sangou had exceeded 3,000, and almost the entire beggars in Fuzhou were under his command. These people also gave An Sangou a nickname:

Dog Prince!