Zhao Rang could tell from Yuan Mingkong's performance that what the leader said should be the truth.
He is indeed a descendant of the previous prince, and he has the blood of the royal family.
As for which descendant of which prince he is, it is impossible to verify. Perhaps even he himself couldn't explain why.
Calculating the time, he should have been still in his infancy when those fleeing people came, and he might even have been pregnant in his belly.
Such a person has been filled with hatred of his country and his family since he was born. Under the indoctrination of the people around him day after day, it is difficult for him to think like ordinary people and adapt to the world.
To put it bluntly, if he didn't have great power, he could at least be an idle prince. Even if you are not welcomed, life will be better than now.
Even though his life is extremely comfortable now, the spiritual emptiness cannot be filled by material things. No matter how many water pavilions are built, it will not work.
"So the leader wants to restore the country."
Zhao Rang put it bluntly.
But there was a trace of confusion on the leader's expression.
When no one told him, that was what he was thinking. But when someone said it clearly, he was a little vague. 1
"So be it."
The leader gave an ambiguous answer.
But soon, his voice became firm again, and he looked at Yuan Mingkong and asked:
"I just want to get what belongs to my family back, and I think that makes sense."
"If you lose a favorite thing, you will be sad for several days. What I lost is hundreds of names in my family and the entire world!"
As he spoke, the leader laughed.
Zhao Rang didn't understand what he was laughing at at first, but he soon understood.
He was smiling at Yuan Mingkong, and this smile was naked ridicule.
But he didn't laugh at Yuan Mingkong, but at Dawei as a whole!
As the seventh prince of Dawei, Yuan Mingkong is the representative of Dawei here.
The leader's smile seemed to be saying: Your Yuan family has tried so hard, but it doesn't seem to be doing well. Otherwise, why would the current Dawei have people from the north not going to the south and people from the south not going to the north?
This kind of smile hurt Yuan Mingkong deeply.
Although he has a lot of resentment towards the current Dawei and his father.
But this is a family matter behind closed doors.
Children who are still shaking their heads while reading "Hundred Family Surnames" and "Thousand-Character Essay" in the book school all know that family ugliness should not be made public, let alone Yuan Mingkong, who has lived in a strict palace since childhood.
Once the scandal at home becomes the laughing stock of outsiders, everyone will be angry.
Yuan Mingkong didn't want to smash the wine glass like Haidiya did.
He chose a more radical and thorough method - flipping the table!
Fortunately, Zhao Rang reached out in time and stopped his arms, but he was also startled by Yuan Mingkong's red eyes!
"It doesn't matter. If Prince Yuan wants to flip the table, let him flip it."
"There are a lot of wine glasses that Hai Jianhao smashed here, and there are naturally a lot of tables."
The leader's words were very provocative.
Especially when Yuan Mingkong listened to every word, he wanted to punch the leader hundreds of times in the face!
Zhao Rang could stop Yuan Mingkong's hand, but he couldn't stop his murderous intention. What's more, there is a leader next to him who is constantly adding fuel to the fire.
"At this point, please tell me clearly what the leader wants to do!"
Zhao Rang spoke very frankly.
Now that he is inferior to others, he and others are the turtles in the urn, so the leader has nothing to worry about, and there is no need to lie.
The leader did not answer Zhao Rang immediately, but turned his head and looked at Amani and Hong Jiang who were still kneeling outside the water pavilion.
"about there."
The leader said.
Zhang San next to him responded, walked outside, and brought Amani and Hong Jiang in.
The two of them lowered their heads, walked to the side of the leader, and then fell to their knees again.
"Didn't I say it's almost done?"
The leader was a little impatient.
Amani and Hong Jiang said in unison:
"Please ask the leader to punish me!"
The leader sighed, thought for a while, and seemed to have no idea what to punish these two people, and then said:
"Remember it for now and talk about it later."
After receiving these words, Amani and Hong Jiang felt relieved.
"Thank you so much, Master, I will help you accomplish your great deeds as soon as possible!"
The leader had to hear this so many times every day that his ears were calloused and he was expressionless.
He nodded coldly and motioned for the two of them to sit down.
Although they are protectors of the religious sect, they are still very afraid of the leader.
However, judging from the skill shown by the leader when he dealt with Manager Li just now, he does have the capital to control the two of them.
"Mr. Zhao just now, I have something to say directly. As guardians, what do you two think?"
The leader's purpose of "inviting" Zhao Rang and others here had already been told to Amani and Hong Jiang. As for Mr. Wang San... he is really just a useful old dog. How can the owner's thoughts be said to a dog? As a dog, it is enough to be obedient. If you know too much, you will inevitably think too much. If you think too much, you will hesitate. If you hesitate, some things will not be done well.
If it can't be done well, there will be no need for this dog to exist!
Mr. Wang San knew this, so he always adhered to the purpose of being a dog.
"My subordinates have no objections! It all depends on the leader's decision!"
This is Amani's answer.
The leader looked at Hong Jiang again.
She quickly answered:
"Same goes for my subordinates!"
The leader sighed, then turned back to Zhao Rang and said:
"See, here's the rub."
"I will be worried if my subordinates have too big ideas. I will also be worried if my subordinates don't say a word. But what worries me the most is that all my subordinates are of the same mind!"
"But these are all imperial tactics, Mr. Zhao doesn't understand them."
"The reason why I want to get rid of you two is actually very simple. I just want Young Master Zhao and Prince Yuan to be the protectors of my divine religion!"
Zhao Rang's heart dropped halfway.
After staying in Jinshui Pavilion for so long, there were several more corpses.
Now that I finally know the purpose of this leader, whether he can achieve it or not, or whether he will agree to it, I feel really relieved.
"Haha, let's have your big dream! You want me to be the protector and overthrow my family? Do you think it's possible?"
Yuan Mingkong showed more excitement than Zhao Rang. If it hadn't been for his upbringing since he was a child, which made him not to curse easily, he would have been swearing profusely at this moment.
His identity is different from that of Zhao Rangtai, so his considerations are also different.
The butt determines the head. Wherever it is, you have to think about things. There is nothing wrong with that.
"Of course I know that Prince Yuan will not agree, but I still want to see what Young Master Zhao has to say first."
Yuan Mingkong looked at Zhao Rang angrily.
Although he has great confidence in Zhao Rang and believes that he will never choose to compromise with the leader, no one can say that he can fully understand a person until the last moment!
Especially when faced with a life or death decision.
If he doesn't agree, with the determination and ruthlessness shown by the leader before, he will definitely attack without mercy.
"Neither do I."
Zhao Rang said calmly, without any fluctuation in his tone.
"Haha, it's exactly what I thought! Mr. Zhao is really loyal!"
Zhao Rang rejected the leader's request, but he still looked very happy.
It's not just fun, but really happy.
"It's a pity that those who show loyalty are always stabbed in the back by villains."
"Master Zhao, are you saying that I am a villain?"
"Yes, I am indeed a villain, but I am a thousand times better than those hypocrites!"
"What a villain. You can say what you think and do what you say. You have the most important magnanimity more than a hypocrite!"
Zhao Rang took a deep breath.
Ever since the leader came to Shuige, he had a deep feeling of powerlessness. Not only because of the leader's strong martial arts skills, but more importantly because of what he said, Zhao Rang could not refute it.
As a Dawei person, he certainly has a strong bond and sense of belonging to Dawei in his heart. In his eyes, the leader and Manager Li were remnants of the previous dynasty. But such a thing was too complicated, far beyond his knowledge, and he didn't know how to judge it.
Suddenly, Zhao Rang felt heart palpitations and quickly covered his chest with his hands.
After a while, a kind of blurred happiness came from top to bottom, invading the whole body.
Zhao Rang felt excited for no reason, and unlimited power surged in his body. Even if he had to walk back to the Northern Territory of Dawei from Shanye Kingdom in one breath now, he would not feel tired!
Looking up, everyone present except for the leader and two guardians had happy smiles on their faces.
Zhao Rang felt wrong, but he couldn't control his spirit.
Although he had a smile on his face, his heart was as cold as ice.
Yuan Mingkong beside him was also trying his best to resist this strange feeling, but it was only a drop in the bucket... The smile on his face became even thicker. He leaned on the back of the chair involuntarily, feeling that his whole body was soft, as if... Turned into a cloud. 1
"Do you feel comfortable, Mr. Zhao?"
The corners of the leader's mouth curved into a strange arc.
"Haha, you...hahaha."
Zhao Rang obviously wanted to ask what was going on, but he just couldn't tell.
"This is the effect of the Tongtian Pill! As the guardian of the divine sect, we can reach the sky together and be as happy as gods. How wonderful!"
The leader's words were like magic sounds, echoing in Zhao Rang's mind.
For a moment, he almost opened his mouth to agree, but his reason held the line at the last moment.
"No...I will never!"
"Master Zhao, why do you need to fight like this? Just calm down and enjoy it, and you will realize the beauty of it!"
Amani said.
At this moment, Zhao Rang was even more sensitive to women's voices.
Just listening with his ears, Zhao Rang felt that his body was extremely hot, and the impulse surged up like a tide, threatening to overwhelm his last sanity.
His eyes also began to become blurry.
Zhao Rang reached out and wiped it, and found that he was laughing and crying at the same time!
The leader and the three of them all laughed out loud when they saw Zhao Rang like this.
But now the laughter reached Zhao Rang's ears, and he felt very far away... It seemed like someone had sealed his head in with a big water tank.
The whole body kept falling downwards, as if there was a bottomless pit under the chair, with no end...
Zhao Rang simply closed his eyes, stopped struggling, and just accepted his fate! 【1】
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But after a while, the falling body suddenly stopped again. The spirit was pulled by a huge force and returned to the body.
The palpitations in his heart disappeared, and the water tank on his head seemed to have been broken.
When I opened my eyes again, everything returned to clarity.
Zhao Rang turned to look at the leader.
The three of them also looked at each other, extremely surprised by Zhao Rang's performance!
The leader's eyes revealed a kind of fanaticism, and he murmured to himself:
"Is this the power of 'shi'?"
Zhao Rang didn't pay attention to his sleepy words at all, thinking that he was pretending to be a ghost.
The black steel knife in his hand was instantly placed on the leader's neck. 1
"You must have the antidote, give me the antidote!" 1
