The prince shook his head and chuckled: "I was really dubious at the time, but after thinking about it, he really has no intention of fighting for power in these years, and he has helped me a lot behind the scenes, so I had a tentative talk with him. Unexpectedly, But he went straight to the point, saying that he would finally do something for the imperial court and let me tell him what he needed to do."
The final result was this. The second prince packed his bags and went to Paradise City. He met Meng Chanjuan, and then he almost died without thinking about tea or food. Later, when Emperor Ping saw him, he couldn't persuade him, so he decided to become a monk.
The second prince also took Ji Zongyi's final instructions - Dingnan Sect, raise monks and soldiers, and wait for the right time to go to Qianfo Temple.
His experience here was very simple, which was no surprise. The second prince was a very transparent person.
But for the more complicated Taibai Ju, Linjiang Pavilion, Zhang Zaifu, and Paradise City, Ji Zongyi showed greater interest than Jiang Fan, because in his opinion, Jiang Fan could not know these things, and he actually took the initiative to get closer. Among them The process made him scratch his head for a long time. Finally seeing Jiang Fan today, he couldn't help but want to ask.
"Speaking of which, you surprised me. In the ten years after the accident, you were indeed hiding from the world."
Now that he has mentioned this, Ji Zongyi really wants to find out. Who knows how long he has been struggling since the last time he saw Jiang Fan, why Ping An came back to life, why he hid from the world for ten years, why he chose Daqin when he was born, and why he knows so many things. Plans made a hundred years ago...
"Let's start from the beginning. We, father and son, were so excited to meet each other that our words were out of order." Ji Zongyi set up the wine gourd and poured the wine while saying, "This is your wine, I like it very much, it's very strong."
"You are actually ill, so you might as well drink some tea."
Ji Zongyi smiled and said: "It's always like this, but today, it's all about wine. Oh, by the way, my father likes your pine, mist and cloud needles the most."
Jiang Fan smiled and said: "The old man with long eyebrows in Taihua also likes it. I will give you some top quality later."
Ji Zongyi waved his hands repeatedly: "Not many people in the world have drank your top-notch drink. I don't want to attract attention, so I just have to grow eyebrows."
When Jiang Fan heard this, his heart moved inexplicably.
But Ji Zongyi didn't want to talk about this.
"It is rare for us, father and son, to meet each other. We should have a good talk about our family ties. Unfortunately, time is limited. As a father, we can only stay for one night at most. It will inevitably attract attention after a long time. It is useful to talk more and understand each other better, so that it will be easier to do things in the future."
Jiang Fan knew that he had many questions in his heart, and since he recognized this father, he did not intend to hide anything else except some unspeakable things.
Another reason is that he understands that he must join forces with this old man to do something and cannot avoid it. Instead of doing this, it is better to be honest and honest. At the same time, the most important thing is to dissuade him from thinking about how he can do those things at a young age. Unbelievable things, and then the last bit of doubt hidden.
So no matter what, you can't avoid the ten years of wandering around the world before you were born.
"How did you come alive? I just said that why I evaded the world. My father probably knows it. Why I chose Da Qin? You just had a relatively close guess. But what you don't understand the most is why I took the initiative to contact those people who were hundreds of years ago. The secret hand."
Ji Zongyi pinched his chin: "Yes, you are too young and have never been exposed to it at all. You shouldn't be. Who would have known that not only did you come into contact with him, but you also had a lot of fun. Taibai came to teach cooking from a boat in the west. Linjiang Pavilion is fishing and brewing wine, Bailuzhou is telling secrets, and Paradise City is making secret espionage regulations. I don’t know where I learned so many poems and songs, which are known all over the world. If it weren’t for the great scholar Zeng, I would never even think of you. He will be my cub."
Jiang Fan said: "Before I answer you, can you tell me where Master Zeng went?"
Ji Zongyi said: "Of course you and I hid him. He is the one who can best prove your identity. How can you survive being discovered by your imperial grandfather or third emperor's uncle?"
After confirming the news, Jiang Fan finally felt relieved. After all, Zeng Jing was inexplicably kind to him.
Ji Zongyi blinked: "Besides, don't call me a bachelor or a bachelor. That's your uncle and grandpa."
"Huh?" Jiang Fan was stunned. It wasn't until Ji Zongyi laughed and explained to him that he suddenly realized that this person was actually from his mother's lineage.
"Okay, don't worry about him. We don't have much time. Let's talk about us first."
Jiang Fan then smiled and said: "Okay, okay. Then, in your opinion, I was only six years old when the accident occurred, and I had never been exposed to these hidden hands, let alone that I had lost my memory."
"Yes..." Ji Zongyi raised his head and took a sip: "First tell my father, is amnesia real?"
"Yes, this is true. Mr. Sun can prove it, but it is not a complete amnesia. It is just a severe brain injury and confused memory. As time goes by, I slowly remember some things."
"What about the imperial dragon energy? Where did it go? Why did the meridians change so much?"
Jiang Fan smiled bitterly: "The physical body collapsed, the meridians disappeared, even the Qi Sea and Snow Mountain collapsed, and the Imperial Dragon Qi disappeared. But Mr. Sun gave me medicinal baths for ten years, and the physical body is extremely powerful. Now it is comparable to the Holy Realm... "
Jiang Fan briefly introduced his life in the next ten years, which made Ji Zongyi marvel.
"I see. Is this why your body can carry the secret technique?"
Jiang Fan smiled lightly: "Yes, my father is very interested in what the secret method is..."
Ji Zongyi rubbed his hands: "I'm so interested. Tell me quickly. Don't show off, you brat."
Jiang Fan sighed softly: "This... is Kunlun's method."
Ji Zongyi's expression changed, and he said after a moment: "It is conceivable that I asked you to flee to Kunlun in the first place. It seems that you really came into contact with them."
Jiang Fan nodded: "Yes, but...Father, why did you let me flee to Kunlun in the first place?"
Ji Zongyi sighed: "There is no special reason, it's just that Mr. Sun left a message before leaving the imperial court, saying that if something unexpected happened and no one in the world could protect him, he could go to Kunlun to take refuge for a while according to his name. At that time, things had gone beyond Take control, and have no choice but to be a father..."
Jiang Fan was shocked when he heard this, Sun Daotong... why was he like this? Is it because he knows something or is he confident about Kunlun? Suddenly he remembered that the great grandfather had invited the old man to Kunlun, and he was just in time to meet him when something happened to him. Afterwards, he spent ten years of hard work repairing his body. When he decided to be born, he secretly pointed out the extremely sunny place of Qingfeng Gorge... all of this, Is it just a coincidence?
Ji Zongyi obviously didn't know all this, but he believed in the old immortal Sun who had saved him and his wife. In the end, he chose the most risky, but also the most unexpected trick - sending his son to Kunlun, but he had no choice but to end up in Kunlun. Kunlun's feet were intercepted. In Jiang Fan's view, it was a failure.
However, because Ji Zongyi wanted to sit in the imperial court to create escape conditions for his son, and because all the Taisun's guards were dead, it was impossible to know what happened on the way to Kunlun.
After explaining this, the prince couldn't help but marvel at the magic of Kunlun.
"This method is unbelievable... At that time, my father was still thinking that if it didn't work, he would take risks, but I didn't expect that your kid would actually kill a bloody path with his own hands."
