The door of the imperial study was opened, and His Royal Highness the Prince of the World's eyes were sunken, his face was dark, and his body was holding on to the door frame as if he were weak.

In this way, it really frightened the waiter who was waiting outside the door. The waiter lost his face and hurriedly stepped forward to help, but His Royal Highness the Prince of the World waved his hand and pushed the waiter away, and then opened his eyes and stared at the waiter. His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is now looking, and he has such a vicious look, he really looks like a little ghost from hell.

Smell it carefully, there is a strange smell on His Highness's body, and the smell is very unpleasant.

Seeing the waiter standing there, Zhu Yanan couldn't help but be annoyed, but his body was weak and couldn't move, so he had to roar angrily: "Don't you go and invite the old prince over!"

The waiter was awakened by this roar, and immediately saluted and hurried away.

Zhu Jiannan was almost prostration, and he had no strength anymore, so he sat down slowly, and crawled back to the house little by little, regardless of whether there were any attendants and guards outside the house.

After crawling into the house, he closed the door with his foot, and then a mouthful of black blood spat on the stone slab. The mouthful of black blood spit out, and a foul smell filled the entire study in an instant. If someone in the palace cleans up this black blood quickly, I am afraid that they can still see that the stone slab has slightly corroded traces.

Zhu Jiannan sighed, and began to crawl and squirm again, until he reached the Taishi chair, and after several attempts, he was unable to get up. He looked at his legs, limp, as if paralyzed from a long illness.

Zhu Jiannan laughed, laughing like crazy, and the black blood stained under the original bright white teeth.

"I think of my Zhu Jiannan all my life, I have been angry with my fresh clothes, and I have been arrogant and arrogant. Later, he won the position of the son of the world, and he asked himself diligently and conscientiously. God of all evil, why are you so unjust, so unfair!"

The picture in his mind kept coming to him, and he was severely punished by his aunt for causing trouble with his brother. When Mo Ming was born, he teased with his hands beside the bamboo bed, and even dipped his chopsticks in wine, making the baby cry all day.

My aunt was really ruthless that day, and the rattan was also broken, but it was a water-stained rattan, and it could be broken.

Although my aunt at that time was spicy and rude, I have to say that my aunt was really beautiful at that time, and on the list that she knows everything now, there should be one of the top three surnamed Zhu.

"Heaven has no relatives, and he is always with good people. Heaven has no relatives, and often ······ with good people"

Repeating this sentence, his eyelids gradually became heavy, and he fell asleep.

When the door of the imperial study was pushed open, the old dragon king rushed in.

The door opened, and a foul smell came to his nose, and the old dragon king, as well as the people behind him, couldn't help but cover their mouths and noses.

When the old dragon king saw his grandson who collapsed to the ground, he couldn't help but gasp, as if his mouth and nose were blocked, and he couldn't smell the pungent stench anymore.

Then the healer who wanted to accompany him shouted, "You shit, don't go quickly!"

The chief of the medical hall also hurriedly ran to the side of His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, checked the pulse, peeled off the eyelids, looked at the tongue coating, etc.

"Your Highness was overworked, his liver was overheated, and he hadn't eaten for a long time, so he collapsed. ”

The old dragon king was about to say something more, but he caught a glimpse of the stacks of blackened paper on the table, and the black thought was densely packed with words. The old dragon king couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, and his heart ached.

The old dragon king gave a few commands, and the healer and the guards answered, and carefully carried His Royal Highness the prince out.

The old dragon king was the only one left in the entire imperial study, and he walked over quickly to close the door, and walked back to the table again.

Sitting on the Taishi chair, he began to lay out one by one the black letters on the table.

The content on the paper is simple and crisp, with no twists and turns. The above content is all about the arrangements for the next ten years. From blind date alliances, killing and crusading against the construction of the same project, and annual tax policies, to personnel transfers, official and banking arrangements, household registration establishment, and business reforms.

One after another, the old dragon king's old eyes couldn't help but start drying, and after a long time, I was afraid that tears would start to roll in the eyes.

"Qi'er, my Qi'er, you kid, you're so stupid, so stupid!"

After all, he is old, his emotions are difficult to control, and tears fall when he says it. But although the old dragon king is old, his movements are not slow, and the tears will fall on the paper, and he stretches out his hand to catch it.

If you ruin the hard work of the elderly, you really have no shame to face the ancestors and ancestors, but in the end, you will not help your children and grandchildren, but become a burden.

The right hand caught the tears, and the left hand instinctively moved the paper away a lot. The same is true, on the bottom sheepskin cushion, there are a few faint words, shocking.

"If there is an afterlife, there will be no emperor's family!"

The old dragon king hurriedly rummaged through, but he couldn't find the paper on which these words were written. Eventually, I saw a pile of paper ashes in the charcoal stove where the tea was boiled, and this kid didn't write this sentence to himself after all. Ranwen

"If there is an afterlife, you will not be born into the emperor's family! Third brother, my elder has also suffered from the emperor's family, and just like you, he does not want to be born in the emperor's family in the next life......"

The old dragon king couldn't help but think of his third brother, who was famous all over the world, whether it was a sword or a gun, and his emotions were difficult to suppress, and tears were like rain.

Heavenly Dao cycle, but because of his sins in the past, he retributed himself to his children and grandchildren?

Zeng had many sons and daughters, three sons were all talented, one was in charge of the army galloping on the battlefield, one was the main writer and the envoy of the other city, and the other was conscientiously busy with the affairs of the city.

The relationship between the three brothers is really good, the two younger brothers bluntly said that they are young and orderly, but the elder brother said that he was reckless and would only kill. In the end, the position of the son of the world, like a joke, was decided by lot.

It's a pity, it's a pity, it's all dead, it's all a tragic death, and when they were sent back, even the corpses were incomplete.

Of the four daughters, the two who married far away also killed themselves in a foreign land, and one of them was trapped by love and cut his hair to become a nun, so the little county lord became the daughter of the Mo family. But what about marrying Mo Sang, it's not that someone else's house is also a day ghost blocking the door, and he has to pay off his debts!

In the grandchildren's generation, don't mention it, don't mention it.

The old dragon king took out a letter from his bosom, and the handwriting on the letter paper was neat, even heroic.

No matter how old the old dragon king is, he can recognize this word, and how satisfied he is with this child. It's a pity, it's a pity, it's just a pity, it's just a pity, this kid is not surnamed Zhu.

There was only one sentence on this letterhead, and the old dragon king stared at it a thousand times after receiving the letter.

"Hangwai Restaurant, Zhumen Swordsman, Mo Ming!"

Zhumen swordsman, Zhumen swordsman!

The kid of the Li family once had no choice but to say "Zhumen is rich and drinks fierce wine", but this kid left a book, but it still said that Zhumen swordsman.

The old dragon king's mind once again resurfaced the thought he had many years ago, was it because he was too stubborn? Lincheng is good, Lincheng will last for a long time, the lord of Lincheng, can he really have the surname Zhu?

The lord of Lincheng is surnamed Zhu, so the other family in Lincheng can really be regarded as a threat?

"Xiao Lei, come out. ”

The old dragon king called softly, and the tall, sturdy Xindu man walked out of his hiding place. The old dragon king is the old dragon king after all, even if he is old, his keen perception seems to have never degenerated.

Lei Niu walked behind the old dragon king, and he didn't kneel on one knee like the other guards or Yi Shuihan's swordsmen. Lei Niu just stood behind the old dragon king, his body was straight, and his face was bloodless.

The old dragon king turned around, and he saw that there was blood on Lei Niu's body, some of which were dry, and some of which still smelled fishy.

Lei Niu saw that the old dragon king was staring at the blood stains on his body, and he was silent as before, and opened his mouth, saying, "I thought that the prince of the world was recovering, and I couldn't hold it back." ”

The old dragon king smiled bitterly, sighed, and said, "Xiao Lei, how long will it take for them to get their wish?"

Xiao Lei stretched out two fingers and didn't speak. Seeing the two fingers, the old dragon king's emotions almost got out of control again, but he was the king of Jinling and the lord of Lincheng, he believed that Lei Niu would not betray him and would not betray Lincheng, but he still suppressed his emotions.

The old dragon king's voice returned to his usual appearance, and he couldn't hear his feelings: "Xiao Lei, you will leave tomorrow, you have worked hard all these years." ”

The old dragon king was letting him go, but Lei Niu shook his head, and then explained: "Promise Your Highness, guard the prince." ”

The old dragon king sighed again and asked, "Xiao Lei, if this king, this king asks you to stay in Jinling and stay by Yinuo's side in your personal capacity, you may agree?"

Lei Niu did not hesitate, but simply shook his head and refused. No matter who it is, whether it is His Royal Highness Zhu Jiannan, or King Jinling, the lord of his city, his answer is still the same, and it has never changed.

"You are a good boy, you are also a good brother of Ying'er, you are not his guard, you are not his slave, you are a good brother of Ying'er. Thank you all these years. ”

Hearing this, Lei Niu moved quickly and knelt on one knee. The old dragon king's eyelids moved slightly, and his face did not show surprise.

"Your Highness's business, Lei Niu has to do. Lei Niu, will be back!"

The tone is firm, and his heart is sincere.

The old dragon king was very satisfied, but he still had no expression, he sighed again, but for some reason, he felt that his throat was itchy, not as comfortable as before. His voice was a little hoarse, and it was not as smooth as his previous breath, and he said: "Xiao Lei, if the Zhu of Lincheng is Mo Ming, will you come back?"

Lei Niu still did not hesitate, and replied to King Jinling with only one word: "Yes!"