A thousand cups of wine with a close friend is too little, and half a sentence without speculation is too much.
The initial tense situation has disappeared, and the banquet hall and the noise in the room are filled with the sounds of guests enjoying themselves.
From the initial hostility to the fourth prince, the guests now have awe, emotion, and even admiration. There has been a huge change.
If the fourth prince and the prince were not born into an imperial family, they would probably be good friends.
The road to becoming an emperor is paved with corpses. This is true for ordinary dynasties, and it is also true for cultivating immortal dynasties, even worse.
Who among the princes does not covet the dragon chair?
Zhao Wujiang took a calm sip of wine and moistened his throat. He had no idea about the throne of the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty.
He only stayed here briefly as Ji Bochang to avoid the sight of chess players and secretly perfect his own path.
What's the use of the throne?
It seems that the power is overwhelming, but in fact it is full of shackles.
What's more, he doesn't like the throne at all.
If the throne is really so powerful and invincible, why doesn't Emperor Zhang Xukun seize the throne? Are you incapable? Just because it hinders the Di Zong's thousands of years of commitment?
Once you sit in that position, there are many things that you may not say sincerely, and you may not be able to do or say.
It would be better for him to live freely and freely in the world.
Drink the strongest wine, ride the strongest horse, enjoy the most beautiful flowers, the most moist melons, and a bunch of beautiful flowers in front of and under the moon, from the window railing to the bed.
He just wants to be an ordinary and unrestrained handsome man.
Therefore, Emperor Master Zhang Xukun, after he came to the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty, never told him any tasks or asked him to be careful about whom, but just allowed him to let himself go.
Because with the emperor's master's transparency, he must know what Zhao Wujiang wants.
Of course, he is currently disguised as Ji Bochang, so it is impossible for him to really not care about anything and just have fun all day long.
He won't let go of what needs to be done or what needs to be done.
Ji Boying also relaxed a lot.
It had been too long, and he hadn't been so relaxed.
Facing this fourth brother, he lost his tight vigilance and his initial disdain. He was as free and unrestrained as chatting and drinking with his friends.
He had no friends, never had.
But he has read a lot of books by sages, read a lot of fairy tales, and common anecdotes, and he has a rough idea of what it's like to get along with friends.
Maybe like now.
If he didn't have a reason to ascend to the throne, he might really just want to be an idle prince.
But he couldn't stop, he had to march towards the throne, he had to abandon many personal emotions, he had to be indifferent, and he even had to use any means.
"Bo Chang, do you believe in fate?" He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, his eyes trembling slightly.
Everyone's expressions became serious. It seemed that the prince was going to discuss destiny with the fourth prince.
"I believe it." Zhao Wujiang answered without much thought.
The Great Xia Dynasty collapsed, the world was annihilated, Daolian's secret realm was a puppet, and now he arrived in the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty as Ji Bochang, it was all fate.
But my fate is up to me!
This is the truest thought in his heart.
He is not the protagonist or the villain in the fantasy novels he has read. He has to shout "I can't control my fate" all day long.
Nor is he Dong Tianbao, Zhang Sanfeng’s former good brother.
He is not a character written by anyone.
He is him, Zhao Wujiang!
He believed in one thing: his destiny was not up to anyone.
His destiny is only in his own hands.
He believes in fate. In fact, he has always believed in himself.
He believes that one day, he will be able to completely clear the clouds.
He believed that he would know all the truth.
He believed that he would not die like that in the ancient times, and that his backhand must be hidden in every detail of his experience.
He believed that if there was someone who could take charge of the overall situation and plan for eternity, that person would definitely be himself!
