Zhou Yu didn't say what he was really worried about.

Even if his father eliminated Ning Wuxian, if he ascended to that position one day, he might still turn against Beidi in the end.

Until then.

I'm afraid that Beidi will publicize the fact that his father conspired to kill Ning Wuxian.

Don't look at Ning Wuxian's death, but the peace wine is still there, the royal glass is still there, the stirrups are still there, the perfume and the toilet water and Xia Bing are all there, and there will even be a horseshoe......

Zhou Yu always felt that his father's move was too selfish.

Behold.

Ann's staff laughed when they heard his words.

There was a hint of sarcasm in the laughter.

"Why is Mr. Ann laughing?"

"I laughed at the prince for looking too far ahead, and I forgot that what we have to do now is to let the Jin Wangfu ascend to the position of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, as for the prince who is worried about fighting with Beidi, then Beidi just wants to be hundreds of miles of plains outside the pass, and when they make trouble, they can come here to make a transition, what if they give it to them?"

The dismissive attitude of the An staff made Zhou Yu frown.

But if you think about it carefully, it is indeed such a truth.

Maybe he's too worried.

"Also, Shizi, you have to know one thing, if this great prosperity of the world, if it is in the hands of King Jin and you, how it will be related to you in the future, if it is in the hands of King Kang, even if it is prosperous and all countries come to congratulate, it has nothing to do with you."

Listening to your words, Zhou Yu suddenly brightened.

It is said that businessmen seek profits.

In fact, the struggle for the throne also has to chase the immediate interests.

"Mr. An, I understand, if the Beidi people really want to ask us for help, I will also secretly support it, anyway, all the affairs of the hunting ground in the northern suburbs, in addition to me, Uncle Kang Wang is also supervising the work, and he is the one who needs to be responsible the most if something happens."

An evil color flashed in Zhou Yu's eyes.

In the past, although the city was very deep, but he has always had the country in mind, since he became the prince of the Jin Dynasty, he thought that the Zhou dynasty surnamed Daxing had a part of him and should be well loved.

Only when I heard the words of An's staff, did I know why my father had the idea that as long as he was obedient to those corrupt officials, he would take them for his own use.

It's all about that location.

And as long as you can get to that position, why not solve these problems after you get to the top?

Other than that.

Beidi is not as dangerous as the imperial grandfather said, and he needs to be on guard at all times.

Otherwise.

Beidi doesn't have to ally with the Jin Palace, just go south to set off a war.

"Lord Shizi, the owner of the dog has sent a letter."

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a sound of an announcement outside the door.

Zhou Yu hurriedly asked people to send the letter in, and after opening it and reading it, he laughed heartily.

"Sure enough, as Mr. An expected, the Beidi people will handle this matter by themselves, just like Mr. An, let me cooperate with Ning Wuxiao step by step."

Reading between the lines, it can be seen that the Beidi people are full of confidence in the eradication of Ning Wuxian.

Even though Zhou Yu still has some regrets, he can't help but be curious and look forward to it.

On the first day of October, he will also participate in this rare poetry appreciation meeting in the hunting grounds in the northern suburbs.

Watching this genius poet immortal fall with his own eyes is not a good result.

……

"Ahh

Ning Wuxian, who knelt in the spirit and went to the copper basin to add paper, sneezed loudly without warning.

He sniffed on his itchy nose and quickly turned his head away.

"Ahh

Another loud sneeze came out, and his nose was much more comfortable, but a layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Childe, don't stay here, let's go live and sleep first."

Yunfei couldn't stand it anymore.

Childe had stayed up all night, and his body had not been rested, so he finally slept for a while, got up and cooked himself, waiting for a meal with Master Hua, and then went to make up for sleep.

Now that I feel that I haven't made up for it, I not only went to investigate all kinds of traces in person, but also came to keep vigil in person after setting up the mourning hall.

Autumn rain and cool nights.

Yun Fei was worried about what would happen if Childe had a serious illness after this toss.

"Hold on a little longer, and I'll leave when the people from the Hua family come."

Ning Wuxiao knows that people die like lights going out.

He is here to keep watch, but it is just his own heart.

But let Hua Shi's corpse lie here alone, how could he sleep.

Another hour passed.

Until the time of the rooster's crow.

Finally, a carriage from the Hua family, carrying two middle-aged people and two young people less than twenty, came to Huangzhuang.

The middle-aged man is Hua Yi's cousin, and the other two young people are the side branches of the Hua family.

According to the two cousins, it was two young people who voluntarily passed under the name of Huayi, so that Huayi could enjoy the next hundred years of incense.

Except for incense.

They also asked those who had served Hua Yi whether Hua Yi had left famous books and other things during his lifetime, and they could take over as the inheritors of the incense.

Ning Wuxiao understood that their intention was to carve up the inheritance of Huashi, and he laughed angrily.

"When Hua Shi was alive, he did not choose his descendants to succeed, and he must not want to worry after death, I have asked His Majesty to mourn Hua Shi near the imperial mausoleum and enjoy the royal incense, you are willing to stay here, and if you don't want to admit this relative, you can go home immediately, and no one will blame you."

If the Chinese master wants to find someone to pass the incense, he will choose it himself just like choosing a disciple.

Do you need to wait until after death, and others want to be filial piety as sons and grandsons?

It's ridiculous.

As for Ning Wuxian's statement, the four members of the Hua family did not agree, and the two middle-aged people even pointed to the tablet in the mourning hall and shouted.

"Uncle Cousin, you have a spirit in the sky, open your eyes and see! This Lord Jinling Shixian Ning actually wants to occupy your works for many years and keep them for himself! ”

"Lord Ning, you and my cousin are not related, how can you make a decision for him? I remember that Uncle Cousin had a codex that recorded his cultivation experience, which was a peerless treasure to pass on to my Hua family, did you want to occupy it, so you deliberately drove us away? ”

Yes?

It's all the same.

Ning Wuxiao didn't know that Huashi still had such a codex.

However, thinking of what Hua Shi said that many powerful children wanted to be his apprentices, but were rejected by Hua Shi, and then looked at these fat-headed and big-eared descendants of the Hua family, and wanted to find the eagerness of the Codex.

I'm afraid that I want to eat human blood steamed buns and sell the codex to others.

At this juncture, maybe it was the Western Regions that paid a lot of money to make these Chinese family members so brazenly knock on their little abacus in public.

Just when Ning Wuxian was about to use force to drive out these people who were disturbing the mourning hall.

Syllable!

A whip exploded at the feet of the two middle-aged men, frightening them to jump to the side and not forget to scold.

"Lord Ning, you are unreasonable, you are really disgraced by the face of the world's scholars!"

"We must go to sue the royal court and get back everything that belongs to our Hua family!"

The two brothers glanced at each other, stalking their necks as if they were not afraid of death, and they couldn't get their hands on the codex, and they vowed not to give up.

After all, the merchant from the Western Regions said it.

Even if it is a copy, as long as they let them transcribe it, they can give the Hua family 100,000 taels of silver.

Transcribe one hundred thousand taels, copy a few more copies and sell them, won't the Hua family be rich?