In fact, what Shang Zejin thought was not wrong, but Shang Zerui stood taller than him and had deeper considerations.

"Ze Yi's luck comes from the heart fire that has been passed down in White Deer City, and he is not among those five people. The heart of White Deer City has been continuously blessed by the previous city lords, and his luck is long, although his realm has plummeted at this time, he still has the opportunity to re-enter Tongming. ”

As for Lin Zixuan, she wants to use Ze Yi to finish the love calamity, and I actually calculate like her, and I want to use her to polish Ze Yi, so that he can return to Tongming after he is broken. What I have been doing with you is to help him recover, and only Ze Yi, who has returned to the Tongming Realm, can be regarded as the real Lord of White Deer City, and can garrison the Quartet with one city, which will be truly useful to our plan. ”

Indeed, as Shang Zerui said, whether Shang Zeyi can restore the Tongming Realm has a huge impact on the plans of the two of them, otherwise Shang Zejin would not have deliberately sent the ancient lamp of eternal sleep to Shang Zeyi, and Shang Zerui's agreement not to leave the Golden Building for one year is actually to nourish Shang Zeyi with the luck of Shang Guo, and help the fire in Bailu City, which has been extinguished in his body, to be rekindled.

The cost is so great, it can be seen how big the plot of the two can be.

The comparison between the two is more important, even if Shang Zerui said this, Shang Zejin's worries still did not dissipate, and he said unyieldingly: "There are other ways for the fourth child to recover the realm, but Lin Zixuan I always think that she should not be allowed to find the opportunity to be enlightened so easily." ”

For Lin Zixuan, Shang Zejin is not as relieved as Shang Zerui, and is always worried that she will become the enemy of Shang.

Shang Zerui has another layer of consideration.

"It's a matter of time before Lin Zixuan can enter the Tongming Realm, even if she is blocked by us, it will only stop her for a while, and she still has to passively wait for her to enter the Tongming Realm. That being the case, why not turn the passive into the active and put her under your nose, at least the situation can be controlled by you and me. ”

Besides, the marriage is a trap set by the little fox of Lin Ziqi, and he also saw that in order to take the world, he must first take Bailu City, so he wanted to use Lin Zixuan's beauty trick to attract Ze Yi. ”

"It's a trap and an opportunity. Those two are the most compatible pair in the world, when Lin Zixuan attracted Ze Yi, Ze Yi was also attracting her, and in the end, did you say that Ze Yi would become the aunt of Qi State, or did Lin Ziqi lose his wife and break his army, making Lin Zixuan the daughter-in-law of Shang Guo?"

"It's half and half of the chance, Lin Ziqi dares to try, if I don't even have this bit of courage, how can I still call the monarch domineering and compete with him for the world?"

Shang Zerui looked down at the sky and replied domineeringly.

When Shang Zerui talked about putting Lin Zixuan on defense, Shang Zejin had been persuaded by him, and the latter words were that Shang Zerui made him see his ambitions even more, and even the last bit of doubt was gone.

"It's me who is stupid. Shang Zejin put down his insistence and said ashamedly.

When Shang Guo's brothers were talking about how to deal with Lin Zixuan, far away in Liyang, the royal city of Qi State, Lin Ziqi, Shang Zerui's lifelong enemy, stood at the head of the city, overlooking a person leaving Liyang and heading south.

It was a silent man, a geek specially selected by Lin Ziqi from among the disciples for the sake of the Li family and his plan.

Wan Junke has never had a reputation in the four countries, but he is a young man who is even terrifying in the forest period.

Because he was secretive and had no one to see him off, Wan Jun could hide his body under his cloak, and he mounted his horse alone, looking straight at the sky.

The sunlight is not vicious, but it is as dazzling as it was at that time, Wan Junke closed his eyes, and his memory turned back.

Who said that all beings are equal!

The scorching sun and the light falling into the earth were too warm, almost like they were going to dry every cent of water on the ground.

Under the scorching sun, a young boy helps his father weeding and fertilizing in the field.

Although he was only eight years old, he was already extremely sensible. His father was busy with farming, and he also knew how to feel sorry for his father, so he dragged his thin body down the field when he was still young.

There is a wind blowing, and it is hot and hot. Between a few acres of fields, a sturdy man with bare skin was busy, sweat pouring down from his body endlessly, and dissipating into the air as soon as he left his body. It seems to take away every bit of heat. Behind him, a thin figure learned to weed and fertilize like him, and although he was hobbling and panting, he still clenched his teeth and followed the tall father in front of him, carefully cutting off the weeds that grew.

The sturdy man occasionally looked back at his son who was about to fall, and although his eyes were quite distressed, he could only sigh - who let him give birth to the son of a serf.

"Dad, Master Chen sent someone to collect rent today. The boy said that his lips were cracked by the fierce sun, and he licked them, only to find that his tongue was also dry and could not distinguish a little moisture.

The man didn't answer, just worked silently.

"The man said, "If I can't pay the rent again this time, he will ask me to pay it back as a slave." The boy continued, but his eyes were not scared or unwilling, as if he was just waiting, waiting for what his father could say.

However, the father twisted his lips and stopped talking, just spit out a "sigh" for a long time.

He has been coming back from the field, and his father has not said a word, just leaving him with a back, a tall but small back. Many years later, he recalled his father's face, but he couldn't remember it clearly, just a blank and dark one, but the back was firmly locked and could never be forgotten.

Who gave birth to him as the son of a serf. The boy laughed self-deprecatingly.

That night, the mother killed the only hen in the family and watched him eat it all. With each bite, he saw his mother's tears flow out, and when they were all finished, the tears were already wet with his mother's cloth.

He looked at his mother with a smile and took the last sip of the soup.

The father sat on the threshold, smoking a dry cigarette in the "balabala". White smoke poured out of his father's mouth, almost drowning him in a sea of smoke.

This night, the family had no sleep. The boy looked at the darkness in the void, his eyes so black that he couldn't hide even the night. He didn't hate his father's incompetence, but he hated his father's lack of ambition and achievements, he just lived his life like this, and even if he was oppressed and cheated, he couldn't give birth to a little courage to resist.

When he thought of that kind of ignorant life without a little pursuit, his whole body trembled, even if he had nothing at a young age, his small body would not succumb to such a life, such stubbornness, it is ambition.

He has nothing but ambition.

On the second day, Master Chen's people came. An ox cart loaded with straw threw him up like a livestock, and his mother cried to death, and his father turned his head, as if he could not bear to see it.

There were many children about his age in the car, all with childish faces, all crying and screaming to go home, but no one dared to step down from the ox cart.

The boy watched indifferently, neither noisy nor noisy, much less looking at his parents with longing eyes, but closed himself and let the men drag him away like an animal.

That year, he was eight years old.

When he opened his eyes, his ambition was vast and swallowed the sky, and Wan Jun could smile wildly.

Yes, there has never been equality of all beings, people have noble and low, so he is never cheap, he wants to be noble, and he has to climb to the peak of people step by step.

He is not the son of a serf, he is Wan Junke, a counselor of the prince's mansion.

Now, he is going to the south to open up a storm for the Qi country.