"Zitong, Pingyuan is the blood of the eldest brother, and he is my grandson."
The Emperor came close to the Queen's ear and whispered softly.
There was no way, he really couldn't be tough in front of his wife.
Eight children, six boys and two girls.
Two sons and two daughters died young, leaving only four children who survived to adulthood. But after the night when the eldest son made a rebellion, the emperor was the only one left.
The eldest son committed suicide, and the second son was stabbed to death by himself for sowing discord, which led the eldest son to make up his mind to cause rebellion. However, the fourth son was led by Dong Gong Liu to massacre the entire family.
Of the eight legitimate children, only three were left, the emperor alone.
He is really sorry for this wife who has been with him all his life.
call.
It’s done, this kid’s life is saved.
The emperor breathed a long sigh of relief and turned his head to look at the young man pretending to be calm in the courtyard.
"Hey, Pingyuan, why don't you come over quickly and say hello to your grandpa and grandma!"
"Ah!" The sudden good news made his mind go blank. It wasn't until Cui He, who was lying on the ground with an arrow in his buttocks, slapped his thigh that he woke up. He quickly shouted to the emperor and his wife in a trembling voice at the top of his lungs. With
"Grandson, grandson Pingyuan, pays homage to the emperor's grandfather and the emperor's grandmother!" He turned slightly sideways and said, "My nephew pays homage to the emperor!"
At this time, he had forgotten all the etiquette Sun Zhiming had taught him. Now it was just one word, sincerity!
Sincere!
"Haha, good, good!" The emperor laughed while brushing his beard.
I didn’t expect that after eight years, I would have an imperial nephew, and he was from the same lineage as my eldest brother. What an unpredictable fate!
"Hey, come on, come on, come on, Pingyuan, come to Grandma Huang!" The Queen was really excited and cried this time. She pushed the old man who was supporting her away, and the Emperor accidentally fell down and squatted down. But there was no anger at all, just a look of joy on his face as he watched his wife crying as she held her lost grandson.
"Mother, the imperial doctor ordered you not to cry too much!"
"It's okay, it's okay. I'm happy today, it doesn't matter what the doctor is doing!"
"Hey hey hey"
The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren suddenly became happy and happy, and it seemed that the eight princes and accompanying officials such as Jia Hui were sitting next to them. Oh yes, Jia Hui and other accompanying officials were outsiders.
It seemed that the eight princes sitting next to him had become outsiders.
"I congratulate the Emperor and the Queen on their recognition of their grandson and grandson!"
At the critical moment, the old minister still had to take action. Lu Xiujie, the commander of the army, stood up, pushed the golden mountain and knocked down the jade pillar, and fell to his knees. After being reminded, everyone woke up like a dream, leading the kings and all the people. The ministers shouted congratulations to the royal couple and the emperor in front of them.
"My dear. I congratulate my father, the emperor and my queen."
"My grandson congratulates the Imperial Grandfather and Grandmother."
"Hahahaha, reward, reward all, I am happy today, I have a grandson again! Hahahaha!" The emperor helped Dai Quan up when he didn't know when, and with a wave of his hand, he scattered hundreds of thousands of taels of silver. As he walked out, everyone present became more and more excited, and their good words were sprayed out as if they were free of charge.
"Well"
The noise coming from the hall finally woke up Sun Zhiming, who was knocked unconscious.
He stood up and took a look in confusion. Just as he was about to turn around and look around, a sharp pain suddenly came from the back of his head, completely waking him up!
"Uh-huh!"
"Um?"
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 hall, slowly walked to him with his hands behind his back, and squatted down.
"Oh, isn't this Grand Scholar Sun? I haven't seen him for several years, but he's still alive." The emperor and others who were attracted by Jia Hui's actions also discovered that Sun Zhiming, one of the leaders of the thieves, had woken up, so they all became quiet.
"Well, I don't accept it! Jia Jiahun, I lost because you planted spies to attack me. I don't accept it. If you have the guts to compete with me openly and with real swords and guns!"
Even though eight years had passed since the last time they met, Sun Zhiming still recognized who the big man in front of him was at a glance.
The grandson of that old dog, Jia Daishan!
Marquis Jia En’s concubine!
"Cough, cough, cough, stop fucking coughing and farting. With your ninth-rate commanding level, ten more of you can't beat him!"
Wei Ci, who was also lying on the ground next to him, had also woken up long ago, but the pain coming from his abdomen made it impossible for him to exert any strength.
Which side are you on?
Sun Zhiming glared at Wei Ci fiercely, but only received a few sneers in return.
"There's no point in glaring at me. I'm beaten. I was defeated by Brother Hui for forty rounds. The army was defeated by the Suzaku Cavalry. Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are? To be honest, if Cui He hadn't needed to submit a warrant to arrest you, you would have been killed by the ambush at the back door in the chaos!" Wei Ci showed no mercy at all, and spoke to Sun Zhiming's heart with every word. Ziliza.
Cui He, who had an arrow stuck in his butt next to him, smiled awkwardly.
"You're laughing your ass off!"
Jia Hui smiled and cursed at Cui He, then turned to look at Sun Zhiming again.
"Xueshi Sun, have you thought about today?"
"Hmph, Jia Hui, the late Emperor was so kind to you, so why do you want to stop us from trying to bring order to the chaos? You and your father are both white-eyed wolves, and your countless kindness to you has been wasted!"
Hearing Sun Zhiming's incoherent words, Jia Hui lost interest in talking to this man. This man had gone crazy.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what should we do with these two people?" Jia Hui cupped his fists and asked for orders from the two saints.
"Sun Ni was cut into pieces with a thousand swords, and as for Wei Ci." Regarding Sun Zhiming's sentence, the emperor decided on him without any hesitation. But when it was Wei Ci's turn, the emperor struggled a little.
This is the general that I personally trained for Dalang back then.
"Alas" the emperor sighed, "Give him some dignity." After saying that, the emperor stood up, took the hands of the empress and Chen Pingyuan, and left the hall.
. . . . . .
Somewhere inside Lishan Mountain, there is a land of beautiful mountains and clear waters.
"Master Wei, how is this place? It has mountains and rivers. In my opinion, it is a good place to build a ghost house."
Jia Hui looked at the surrounding environment and said with certainty.
"."
Listening to the howling wind around him, Wei Ci sighed helplessly.
Heaven, wind and earth.
Forget it, I am now one of the nine tribes of my own, and it will be the same wherever I am buried.
"That's it, I'm not leaving, that's it."
"Sure, that's it."
Since the owner of the house has nodded, so be it.
There are mountains, water, and woods. Except for the strong wind, Jia Hui thinks everything is good.
Several soldiers took shovels and other tools and went to dig the hole. The panting little eunuchs finally recovered, took out a few wooden trays from the boxes they were carrying, put some things on them one by one, and placed them in the Wei Dynasty. In front of the resignation.
"Well, you really think highly of me. Bai Ling, dagger, poison. Crane crown red? Poison wine, is this a bow string?"
Wei Ci identified the objects on the wooden plate one by one and looked at Jia Hui in surprise.
"Brother Hui, is it possible that I have to do this again?"
"You are worrying too much. After all, you are the gentleman who taught me how to use two guns. How could I be so heartless?" Jia Hui looked at Wei Ci with an innocent face.
"It's hard to say."
There was a dull pain in the abdomen again, and he coughed a few times. Wei Ci spat out a pool of black blood mixed with minced meat.
That punch was so powerful!
"Master Wei, choose one." Seeing that it was already dawn, Jia Hui yawned long and wanted to go back to sleep.
"Is that so?" Wei Ci nodded. He was indeed a good boy who respected his teachers. "How can this bow string be killed?"
"The bow string is similar to Bai Ling's, and unlike Bai Ling, it has a feminine aura. This bow string is just right for warriors like you and me. It will give people a feeling of dying in battle! It's so intense. Recommended!" After hearing Wei Ci's question, Jia Hui suddenly became interested, took out the bowstring from the wooden tray, and began to wrap it around his hand.
"Well, let's take this. By the way, bring me the pot of poisonous wine. I'll drink it before I die in battle!"
"no problem!"
It's a trivial matter. Jia Hui winked at Xiao Gao. Xiao Gao understood. He quickly walked to the wooden plate holding the wine pot and poured the poison next to it into the wine in front of Wei Ci.
"Hey, hey, wait a minute, we've been making trouble for a long time and the poisonous wine needs to be prepared freshly!" Jia Hui thought that the poisonous wine and the poison were two separate items, but who would have thought that they turned out to be a set?
"Hey, Lieutenant, this slave did not want your master and apprentice to have a drink and catch up on old times, so I didn't mingle in advance. I have brought you all the food and drinks!"
The little eunuch smiled at Jia Hui, stood up quickly, ran to the wooden box and opened the bottom layer. Jia Hui looked over
Roast chicken, hand-caught lamb chops, pork head mixed with cucumber, and spiced broad beans.
Hey, don’t tell me, it’s quite drinkable!
"Tsk, you are interested, but my Master Wei's internal organs are damaged, so I'm afraid he won't be able to eat it."
This guy named Liu De is also a talent.
"That's all, you can take it and eat it together. A certain family will remember you."
After sending away Liu De and the other young eunuchs who were very happy, Jia Hui picked up the jug with his own hands, filled a glass of wine, and handed the jug to Wei Ci, who had been untied.
"If there is no need, I won't say any more, I will offer you another glass of wine." Jia Hui raised his glass to Wei Ci and drank the wine in one gulp.
Tsk tsk, it turned out to be Fenjiu.
"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. There really is nothing to say." Wei Ci obviously didn't want to say more. He also raised the wine bottle towards Jia Hui. He directly put the wine bottle in his mouth and began to inhale vigorously. He felt that it was not enough. , so he opened the lid of the pot and let the spout face up. He drank from the cow without spilling a drop.
A pot of Shanxi Fenjiu of the highest quality was thus wiped out by Wei Ci.
The wine entered his stomach, burning his stomach so much that Wei Ci couldn't help but cough.
"Ahem, cough, cough. Is this Fenjiu? It's not that good at all. In my opinion, our Erguotou from Peiping is the best!" Wei Ci said harshly.
"Bullshit, how can Fenjiu be so good in Erguotou? 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.
"It's your tongue that's the problem. Humph, Fenjiu is just not as good as the Erguotou I drank in Peking!"
Especially the Erguotou workshop that the late emperor bought specifically for our old brothers, Donggong Sixth Leader, to drink. The wine produced there is really good.
Hey, what does that wine taste like?
Boom!
. . . . . .
On the second night of the seventh lunar month in the seventh year of Tiansheng, some remnants of the Eastern Palace took advantage of the Second Sage's visit to Huaqing Palace to attack and rebel at night. Little did they know that they had already leaked the news and were plotted by the Second Sage. The captain's Suzaku cavalry besieged and annihilated a total of 4,000 Donggong remnants on the mountain road, and captured the leader alive. The former Donggong Zuo Siyu led the commander Wei Ci and the former Donggong Zhanshifu Zuo Chunfang scholar Sun Zhiming.
Sun Zhiming was sentenced on the spot, but Ling Xiangxi only cut off his head for 3,000 yuan before he died, which was not the required minimum of 3,600 yuan. Wei Ci was strangled to death deep in Lishan Mountain by the Taiwei.
In addition, the Shangzhi army also successfully rescued Prince Li Nizi, who had been held hostage by the two men for eight years.
According to rumors, the reason why Sun Zhiming did not survive the 3,600 knives was because the scoundrel son of Prince Li chopped him up more than 200 knives with his own hands and was too skilled at it. This was why Ling Chi, who later took over The master chopped the number.
Since Master Lingchi has not been punished from beginning to end, this rumor is most likely true!
"It was only two hundred and twenty dollars and you fainted from fear?"
On the way down the mountain, Jia Hui and Chen Si were chatting on the steps.
"Only two hundred and twenty dollars? Do you want to listen to what you are saying?" Chen Si looked at his friend next to him with a strange expression.
"That's right. There is no need to say more about the revenge of killing his mother. Those two people have abused him for so many years. I heard that Sun Zhiming broke his arm forcefully two months ago. He was able to recover just a few days ago. Even last night I also received a slap from him. I saw that Chen Pingyuan’s face was swollen, and the corner of his mouth was almost broken. That’s all, I chopped him up two hundred and twenty times. Tsk.” As he said that, Jia Hui had to admire Chen Pingyuan. of patience.
"What a kind and good boy." Suddenly feeling someone coming behind him, Jia Hui immediately changed his tune.
"Tell me, Lieutenant, there is no need to avoid Gu. It's okay. Gu is not the kind of dirty person who plots against people behind their backs." A sinister voice came from behind, and you could tell by the sound that it was the third son of the emperor, Yiren. The king of the county.
"So it's the prince, no, it will be changed to the king soon." Jia Hui bowed his hand to Yiren behind him as a greeting.
Due to his previous performance in the Huaqing Palace, the emperor felt that the third grandson, who was disfigured and even lame in one leg. Tsk. The reaction of the third boy was very to his liking. It happened that the emperor also wanted to make up for the fact that Yiren could no longer compete for the throne. It was a pity, so the Second Saint decided to see Yun Yu and other generals of the Southwest Army present their chieftainship after returning to Chang'an, and then see him be crowned a prince.
"Hey, it doesn't matter whether it's a prince or a great king, that's all. No matter what, Gu's legs can only have this kind of virtue." Yiren sighed in frustration, and suddenly lost the motivation to continue the conversation.
"That's all. Let's chat with the lieutenant and Xiaosi. I'm going to leave alone."
After bowing his hands towards the two of them, Yiren sighed and sat on the pedestal he had been preparing behind him, and was carried down the mountain by his own soldiers.
Looking at Yiren walking away, Jia Hui and Chen Si looked at each other with confusion on their faces.
"What does he mean?"
"Maybe he wanted to show goodwill to us, but he was so shocked by his own words that he became autistic, and then he lost interest in talking and left?"
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