"Zitong, Pingyuan is the blood of the eldest brother and my grandson."

The Emperor leaned into the Queen's ear and said softly.

There's no way, he really can't get angry in front of his wife.

Eight children, six boys and two girls.

Two sons and two daughters died young, and only four children survived to adulthood, but after the night of the eldest son's rebellion, only the emperor was left.

The eldest son committed suicide, and the second son was stabbed to death by himself because he made up his mind to make a mess, but the fourth son was slaughtered by the six rates of the East Palace

Of the eight concubines, only three sons remained, that is, the emperor alone.

He is really sorry for this wife who has been with him all his life

Call.

It was done, and the kid's life was saved.

The Emperor breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his head to look at the young man in the courtyard.

"Hey, Pingyuan, why don't you come over and say hello to your imperial grandfather and grandmother!"

"Ahh The sudden good news shocked his brain and went blank, until Cui He, who was hit by an arrow in his ass and could only lie on the ground, slapped him on the thigh that he woke up, and hurriedly shouted to the emperor and his wife in the loudest voice

"Grandson, grandson Pingyuan, meet the emperor's grandfather and grandmother!" He turned sideways slightly, "Nephew to meet the saint!" ”

At this time, some of the etiquette that Sun Zhiming had taught him had all been forgotten by him, and now there is one word, sincerity!

Sincerely!

"Haha, good, good!" The Emperor flicked his beard and laughed.

I didn't expect that after eight years, there was an imperial nephew, who was still in the same vein as the eldest brother, this is really fateful!

"Hey, hurry up, Pingyuan, come to the imperial grandmother!" The queen was really excited to cry this time, and pushed the old man who was holding her away, and the emperor accidentally fell and squatted, but there was no anger at all, just watched his wife cry and grab the ground with a happy face holding his lost little grandson

"Queen Mother, the Imperial Doctor told you not to cry more!"

"It's okay, it's not in the way, I'm happy in my heart today, I care about him as the imperial doctor!"

"Hey, hey, hey"

The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren suddenly became happy, but it seemed that the eight princes sitting next to them and Jia Hui and other accompanying officials. Oh yes, Jia Hui and other accompanying officials are outsiders.

It seems that the eight princes sitting next to him have become outsiders.

"Congratulations to the emperor and the queen for recognizing each other!"

At the critical moment, the old minister still had to go out, and the Shangzhi pro-army commanded Lu Xiujie to stand up, push the golden mountain and fall to the jade pillar, and knelt on the ground, and everyone who was reminded woke up like a dream, and took the kings and ministers to the emperor and the emperor in front of him to congratulate him loudly.

"Bah. The sons congratulate their fathers and queen mothers."

"Grandson, congratulations to the emperor, grandfather, grandmother."

"Hahahaha, reward, reward, I'm happy today, I have another big grandson! Hahahaha! The emperor didn't know when Dai Quan got over, and with a wave of his hand, he scattered more than 100,000 taels of silver, and at this moment, everyone present became more and more excited, and the good words were sprayed outward as if they didn't want money

"Ugh"

The noise coming from the hall finally woke up Sun Zhiming, who was knocked unconscious.

He stood up blankly and took a look, and was about to turn his head to look around, when a sharp pain suddenly came from the back of his head, waking him up completely!

"Uhh

"Huh?"

Jia Hui, who turned his head to pay attention to the courtyard from time to time, also found that Sun Zhiming had woken up, so he walked out of the main hall, walked slowly in front of him with his hands behind his back, and squatted down

"Oh, this isn't a scholar Sun, I haven't seen you for a few years, and I'm still alive." The emperor and others who were attracted by Jia Hui's actions also found that Sun Zhiming, one of the thieves, had woken up, so they all quieted down.

"Well, the old man is not convinced! Jia Jiahui, the old man lost because of the sneak attack by the spy you planted, the old man was not convinced, there is a kind of comparison with the old man who is upright and upright, and the real knife and real gun! ”

Even though it has been a full eight years since the last time they met, Sun Zhiming still recognized at a glance who the big man in front of him was.

Jia Daishan's grandson of that old dog!

Jia Enhou's concubine!

"Ahem, ahem, don't fucking cough and fart, just your ninth-rate command cough cough cough level, and cough ten more. Can't beat him! ”

Wei Ci, who was also lying on the ground next to him, had already woken up, but the labor pain from his abdomen made him unable to exert any strength at all.

Which side the hell are you on!

Sun Zhiming glared at Wei Ci fiercely, but only returned a few sneers.

"It's useless for you to stare at me. Lao Tzu cough. Lao Tzu was knocked over by Brother Hun for forty rounds, and the army also coughed and was also coughed by the Vermilion Bird Iron Cavalry. A photo of the face collapsed, who do you think you are? Ahem to be honest, if it weren't for Cui He, this kid who needed to cast his name and arrest you, you would have been killed by the ambush soldiers at the back door in the chaos! Wei Ci didn't leave any affection at all, and every sentence was stuck in Sun Zhiming's heart.

Cui He, who still had a feather arrow stuck in his buttocks next to him, smiled awkwardly.

"You're laughing fart!"

Jia Hui smiled and scolded Cui He, and turned his head to look at Sun Zhiming again.

"Master Sun, have you ever thought about today?"

"Hmph, Jia Hui, the first emperor is as kind to you as a mountain, why do you want to stop us and others from setting things right! You and your father are white-eyed wolves, blind to the thousands of kindness that the emperor has done to you! ”

Hearing Sun Zhiming's incoherent words, Jia Hui lost interest in talking to this person, who was already crazy.

"Emperor, Holy Lord, what should we do with these two people?" Jia Hui clenched his fists and asked for instructions towards the two saints.

"Sun Zhi has a thousand cuts, as for Wei Ci." For Sun Zhiming's verdict, the emperor set it for him without the slightest hesitation, but when it was Wei Ci's turn, the emperor struggled a little.

This is the general he personally cultivated for Dalang back then.

"Alas," the Emperor sighed, "give him decency." With that, the emperor stood up, took the hands of the queen and Chen Pingyuan, and left the hall.

。。。。。。

I don't know where in Lishan, a land of beautiful mountains and rivers.

"Master Wei, how is this place? There are mountains and rivers, in my opinion, it is a good place to build a yin house"

Jia Hui looked at the surrounding environment and said with an affirmative expression.

“.”

Listening to the whistling wind around him, Wei Ci sighed weakly.

Heaven and earth.

Forget it, anyway, the old man is now a nine-clan of his own, and he is buried everywhere

"That's it, let's not go, that's it."

"Okay, that's it."

Since the owners of the house are all nodding, so be it.

There are mountains, water, and forests, except that the wind is a little stronger, Jia Hui thinks they are all good

A few pro-soldiers took shovels and other tools to dig the pit, and a few panting little geldings finally eased up, took out a few wooden plates from the boxes they were carrying, put some things on them one by one, and put them in front of Wei Ci.

"Well, I really look down on the old man. White silk, dagger, poison. Crane top red? Poisoned wine, it is. Bowstring? ”

Wei Ci identified the things on the wooden plate one by one, and looked at Jia Hui in surprise.

"Brother Hun, is it difficult for the old man to come again?"

"You're too worried, no matter how you say that you are the gentleman who taught me how to make two guns, how can I be so unconscionable?" Jia Hui looked at Wei Ci with an innocent expression.

"It's hard to say."

There was a dull pain in his abdomen again, and he coughed a few times, and Wei Ciwa spit out a puddle of black blood mixed with pieces of minced meat

That punch was so powerful!

"Master Wei, choose one." Jia Hui saw that it was already dawn, and let out a long yawn, he wanted to go back to sleep.

"That's it" Wei Ci nodded, he was indeed a good boy who respected his teacher, "How can this bowstring die?" ”

"The bowstring, it has the same effect as Bai Aya, and it is not as feminine as Bai Aya, this bowstring is just suitable for you and me as a battlefield warrior, and it will bring people a. What it feels like to die on the battlefield! Highly recommended! Hearing Wei Ci's question, Jia Hui suddenly became interested, took out the bowstring from the wooden plate, and began to wrap it around his hand

"Well, then this one, by the way, bring the pot of poisonous wine to the old man, and the old man will drink it and then 'die on the battlefield'!"

"No problem!"

A trivial matter, Jia Hui glanced at the little gelding, and the little eunuch understood, and hurriedly walked to the wooden plate containing the wine jug, and was about to pour the poison placed next to him into the wine in front of Wei Ci

"Hey, hey, wait a while, wait a while, this poisonous wine has to be served for a long time!" Jia Hui also thought that poisoned wine and poison were two separate items, but who would have thought that they were one set

"Hehe, Tai Wei, the slave didn't want your master and apprentice to have another drink to catch up with the old days, so I didn't mix together in advance, and the slave and maid brought you the snacks and dishes!"

The little eunuch smiled at Jia Hui, quickly stood up and ran to the edge of the wooden box to open the bottom layer, and Jia Hui looked at it

Roast chicken, finger lamb chops, cucumber mixed with pig's head, spiced broad beans.

Hey, don't say it, it's quite a drink!

"Tsk, you have a heart, but my Master Wei's internal organs are damaged, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat."

This kid named Liu De is also a talent.

"That's it, you guys take it and eat it one after another, a certain family remembers you."

After sending away Liu De and the other eunuchs, who were very happy, Jia Hui personally picked up the wine jug, poured a full glass of wine, and handed the wine jug to Wei Ci, who was untied.

"If you say anything superfluous, the disciple won't say much, and at the end, I will toast you with another drink." Raising a glass towards Wei Ci, Jia Hui drank all the wine in the cup.

Tsk, it turned out to be Fenjiu.

"It's just a matter of becoming a king or losing a king, there's really nothing to say" Wei Ci obviously didn't want to talk more, he also raised the wine jug towards Jia Hui, his mouth directly took the wine jug in his mouth and began to inhale it hard, You Jue was not addicted, so he opened the lid of the pot and let the spout face upward, and he paused for a cow drink, but he couldn't spill a drop.

A pot of Shanxi Fenjiu was cleaned up by Wei Ci in this way.

The wine entered his abdomen, and the burning abdomen was extremely hot, so that Wei Ci couldn't help coughing.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem. This is Fenjiu? It's not very good, in my opinion, it's still our Beiping's two-pot head! Wei Ci said stiffly.

", how can the second pot head have Fen wine delicious, Master Wei, is there something wrong with your tongue!"

While Wei Ci was drinking, Jia Hui, who had already stood up and walked behind him, frowned and retorted.

"You have a problem with your tongue, hmph, Fenjiu is not as delicious as the Erguotou that the old man drank in Beiping!"

Especially the Erguotou workshop that the first emperor bought back then and specially gave our old brothers in the East Palace Six Rates to drink, the wine produced is really

Hey, what's that wine like?

Boom!

。。。。。。

On the second night of the seventh month of the seventh month of the seventh year of the Heavenly Sage, there were the remnants of the East Palace who took advantage of the two saints to patrol the Huaqing Palace, and attacked and rebelled at night, but they did not know that they had already leaked the news, and were calculated by the two saints.

Sun Zhiming was sentenced to Ling on the spot, but unfortunately he only cut 3,000 heads and lost his breath, and he did not reach the required minimum of 3,600 knives at all. And Wei Ci was strangled to death by Taiwei with a bowstring in the depths of Lishan Mountain

In addition, the Shangzhi pro-army also successfully rescued the son of Prince Li, who had been held hostage by the two for eight years.

Gu gossip said that the reason why Sun Zhiming did not last to 3,600 knives was because this son of Prince Li personally cut him more than 200 knives, and his skills were too good, so he couldn't let Master Ling Chi, who took over later, cut the number.

Since this Master Ling Chi has not been punished from beginning to end, there is a high probability that this gossip is true!

"It's only two hundred and twenty knives and you fainted?"

On the way down the mountain, Jia Hui and Chen Si walked on the steps and chatted.

"It's only two hundred and twenty dollars? Would you like to hear what you're talking about? Chen Si looked at his friend beside him with a strange expression.

"Originally, there is no need to say much about the revenge of killing his mother, those two have abused him for so many years, I heard that Sun Zhiming broke his arm two months ago, and he was only able to raise it a few days ago, and even slapped him last night, I saw that his Chen Pingyuan's face was swollen, and the corners of his mouth were almost broken, so he was cut two hundred and twenty knives, tsk" As he spoke, Jia Hui also had to admire Chen Pingyuan's patience.

"Really. What a good boy. Suddenly feeling someone behind him, Jia Hui immediately changed his tone.

"Say, Taiwei doesn't need to avoid Lonely, it's okay, Lone is not the kind of pickled thing that calculates people behind his back" A gloomy voice came from behind, and when I heard the voice, I knew that it was the third son of the emperor, Yiren Junwang.

"It turned out to be the prince, no, it's going to be changed to the king soon," Jia Hui bowed his hand to Yiren behind him.

Because of his previous performance in the Huaqing Palace, the emperor felt that this third grandson who was broken and even lame. Tut. The reaction of the third boy was very much to his liking, and it happened that the emperor also wanted to make up for the regret that Yiren could no longer compete for the throne, so the second sage decided to see him crowned as a prince after returning to Chang'an and waiting for Yun Yu and other generals of the southwest army to offer their chieftains.

"Hey, whether it's the prince or the king, that's it, no matter what, this lonely leg is just this virtue." Yoshihito sighed in frustration, and suddenly lost the motivation to continue talking.

"That's it, Taiwei and Xiaosi, you talk, and you left alone."

Arching his hand towards the two, Yoshihito sighed and sat down on the footsteps that had been prepared behind him, and was carried down the mountain by his own soldiers.

Looking at Yiren in the distance, Jia Hui and Chen Si glanced at each other, their faces full of doubts.

"He's this. What do you mean? ”

"I probably wanted to show friendship with us, but I was hit by my own words and became autistic, and then I lost the interest to talk and left?"

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