Jun Daochang since he went to the deserted courtyard, he has been closed for three days, hiding in his bedroom, but no one is seen, even if the eunuch next to him wants to greet whether he needs to prepare for supper at night, he is also sternly refused, and the affairs of the court, these three days are all handled by me alone, after this one thing came out, the temple of Chu State, are all gossip, most of them are Jun Daochang is seriously ill, has died soon, some people say that Jun Daochang hid a beautiful concubine in his bedroom, and he was fascinated by the beautiful concubine in the past three days, after all, since the death of the queen of Chu, Jun Daochang's harem is empty, there is only one heir, Jun Xian, and the queen left a last word, Jun Xian cannot succeed to the throne, but who is willing to give up the throne of the emperor? So Jun Daochang plans to give birth to one at this moment, so that he can justifiably become the emperor, and plan for the future, Some ministers scratched their scalps and couldn't guess the charm, and even many people collected the yellow paper, for fear that the time would come when the monarch would often have to find it.

In the courtyard of the Zhao family's mansion

Zhao Luying had a gloomy face at the moment, and sat in the upper position without saying a word, but he didn't look at how many of the Zhao family's bureaucratic children were sitting in this hall, and those Zhao family children, the younger ones, just lowered their heads silently, and didn't dare to say anything, and those who were older than Zhao Luying were like rats touching cats at this moment, without half a word, the whole hall was crowded, but there was no sound of tacit understanding.

Their eyes are projected in one direction, that is where Zhao Luying is sitting at the moment, they are waiting, waiting for this pillar of the Zhao family to speak.

"That.. Zhao: Grandpa Zhao, what should we do now?"

The depressing atmosphere made people completely breathless, a young man who was still young, and there was a trace of immaturity between his eyebrows, he stood up impatiently, his tone was a little trembling, and asked Zhao Luying what he thought at the moment.

And it is no one else who stands up to speak at this moment, it is their Zhao clan known as Zhao Man'er's Zhao Xun Temple, if you say that this Zhao Xun Temple, placed on the temple of Chu is also a strange person, the Great Chu conscription, has always been fourteen can be elected, two years earlier than other countries, but these two years are training, and do not go to the battlefield, but it is different from other countries, and it is precisely because of this move that the soldiers of the Great Chu are more brave and good at fighting than the soldiers of other countries, and they are not afraid of death, and this Zhao Xun Temple has only been in the army for three years, that is, it is only one year in the real battlefield, but this Zhao Xunsi disdains the rich children in the family, just relying on family resources to eat and wait for death, but directly repaired a letter to the home, sternly warned his parents not to borrow the family relationship, let him go back, but let himself run to the front line, and left a sentence: "Men are afraid of death!

This letter was sent to Zhao Xunsi's parents but hated and resented and reluctant, for fear that such an only son would die on the battlefield, but just when they were going to borrow family relations to forcibly pull Zhao Xunsi back from the army, Zhao Luying came to the door, scared Zhao Xunsi's parents kneeling on the ground, did not dare to say half a minute, and then they talked about something, no one knew, Zhao Xunsi's parents refused to say, but this time after the door, Zhao Xunsi was immediately transferred to the front line, participating in the most elite Changlin regiment in Dachu is responsible for guarding the border pass, and Zhao Xunsi did not let his parents be ashamed, only one year to kill 43 enemies, but also killed an enemy captain, the military rank is directly promoted from the most common third-class non-commissioned officer to the guerrilla general, ranking the fifth grade, it can be said that it has created a precedent for the military generals of the Chu State in the past hundred years.

And it is such a battlefield tiger general, standing under Zhao Luying at the moment, but like a child, he stammers and does not speak, and his legs are faintly trembling with a little charm, which is really amazing, but it feels reasonable.

Hearing someone ask, Zhao Luying's eyes that had been closed were slightly open, only to see that when he opened his eyes, everyone present unconsciously felt a cool air rushing to the back and coming to the brain, which made people shudder, Zhao Luying, Zhao Luying, this pair of eagle eyes is like a group of wolves feeding tigers, it deserves its name!

But just when everyone thought that Zhao Luying was going to get angry when he opened his eyes this time, Zhao Luying had a more intriguing smile on his face, only to see Zhao Luying from the upper position, the yellow rosewood chair, slowly walked down, the back that was already ancient was not bent in the slightest, with his figure standing straight in front of everyone, walking like the wind, came to Zhao Xun Temple, but did not care about lying down these fellow people, but took Zhao Xun Temple's hand, slowly pulled him to his side, and then he pulled Zhao Xun Temple slowly back to his seat, but when he sat down, Zhao Luying was standing, There was no intention of sitting down, but Zhao Xunsi was directly pressed down on the yellow rosewood chair that the Zhao clan people thought about but did not dare to sit on by a burst of force from Zhao Luying's body.

"My Zhao family, a hundred-year-old family, if you talk about this vast world, there is any family that is longer than our Zhao family, then you can rest assured that you can pat your chest and tell yourself, no! We are the oldest, that is, the longest-lived, since the founding of the Great Chu, from before the first emperor of the Great Chu made a fortune! Our Zhao family is already this Jiangdong, this Jiangnan! The first great family! This is an honor! A supreme glory, when I was young, I often told myself that this glory belongs to me and belongs to our Zhao family! However, the older I get, the more I realize one thing, that is, how long can our Zhao family continue after I leave? How long can it be inherited? Can we continue to let the descendants of the Zhao family enjoy this supreme glory? Thinking of the end, I am afraid! Yes, I am afraid! Yes, I Zhao Luying is afraid! I'm so scared, I'm afraid that you, these so-called Zhao clan disciples, will one day let our Zhao clan die in this generation, I'm afraid that I won't dare to look at it until I die! This Zhao clan has tens of thousands of people! I can't even find a person who can carry the big beam alone!"

Bang! Bang!

As soon as Zhao Luying's voice fell, the Zhao family children were all seated, regardless of men, women, and children, and none of them dared to continue to sit on the seat safely, and they all shuddered, and they all got up from the seats on the ground and knelt down neatly on the ground.

"Please blame the patriarch!"

"Please blame Grandpa!"

"Please blame Uncle!"

Voices from all directions poured in the same direction, different names were the same bloodline, but Zhao Luying, who they called Old Ancestor, Grandfather, and Uncle, did not shout at them to get up from the ground this time, but stood in front of them, knocked his chest hard, and scolded angrily:

"Blame! I blame you? How dare I blame you? Do you think that there are so many of you! It's great! Do you think that I, Zhao Luying, are old, so I don't dare to kill people! I'm going to accumulate virtue? I tell you today, I, Zhao Luying, haven't reached the time when I can't hold a knife when I'm old!"

A murderous aura, emanating from this old man, as if it was substance, slammed a punch on everyone's chest, and all the Zhao disciples present, except for Zhao Xun Temple, none of them were not pale, and no one did not feel that their chests were dull at the moment, and it was difficult to breathe.

He Zhao Luying's martial arts in this life are only limited to killing the enemy, although he is a military general, but he does not have the sky-high sword qi of farewell to me today, he is a sword of his own, and there is no dust, nonsense, and the profound kung fu like the king of fish, which can resist thousands of troops and horses, but he Zhao Luying does not need these at the moment, he relies on a breath, a breath of qi that has been precipitated for more than 60 years!

"Si'er, you get up! Accompany your grandfather to the palace, meet the saint, some things that should be said still have to be made clear, and some things that should be done are still things that we should do, your grandfather has been loyal in the first half of his life, and he has been a traitor in the second half of his life, and I don't know what to do now, but as long as you are here, my Zhao clan will not be beheaded by the Manchus!"

This sentence, like thunder, hit the hearts of everyone present, and at this moment, many faces in the crowd changed from fear and trembling before, and evolved into anger and jealousy.

Walking all the way outside the house, Zhao Man'er, who had never dared to speak loudly, opened his mouth timidly, and asked Zhao Luying in a low voice:

"Grandpa! Why me?"

Zhao Luying listened to this and shook his head, but he didn't say anything, but there was still a trace of domineering and disbelief on his face full of vicissitudes.