Qin Yun pushed open the door of a house in the backyard. The place had long been dilapidated, but strangely, there was an altar here with hundreds of large and small tablets densely packed inside.
The largest tablet among them is that of Lao Liang Wang Qin Qiong, with Liu Shiqi on the left and Wang Menghu on the right...
Qin Yun took a deep breath and spoke slowly.
"Old man, I know it's you! Come out."
The old man from the desk room walked out slowly. He had three sticks of incense in his hand, which he had already lit and handed to Qin Yun.
"Give the prince some incense!"
Qin Yun took it, bowed three times and placed it on the incense burner.
"Old man, let me guess who you are?"
"Oh, guess what!"
Qin Yun smiled: "You are not Old Liang Wang, because His Majesty will not let him live today. After all, in a sense, he took the country from Old Liang Wang. No matter how deep the feelings are, it is impossible to let him live." He lives."
"And I saw a wanted order for Prince Liang in Dali Temple before, which proves that there are still people in your lineage who are active today."
The old man nodded slightly: "That's right, keep talking!"
"Second, you can't be Liu Shiqi. After all, he died peacefully in prison and committed suicide."
The old man smiled and said, "How do you know he committed suicide?"
Qin Yun: "If I were your majesty today, and now that I have won the throne, I would naturally order the former prince's men and horses. Even if they are not reused, I will take good care of him and make him live comfortably."
"This is not a gift, but is for everyone in the world to see, and for you old ministers to see. Liu Shiqi naturally knows this truth, so he chose to commit suicide. However, before committing suicide, someone was already preparing to attack him. These What are people afraid of?”
"There is no doubt that Liu Shiqi had evidence of these people's crimes, and he handed it over to you before he died, and you put it in front of me."
The old man smiled: "As expected of a person with a photographic memory, you are very smart. You figured out all this based on just a few clues. You are right, Liu Shiqi died of suicide!"
Qin Yun continued: "You sent people to kill Liu Guanguan, right? Because you need to establish a target of hatred internally, and what can inspire this target more than the tragic death of Master Liu's widow?"
The old man paused: "You also know this?"
Qin Yun strolled to the table and chairs aside.
"Not only do I know everything you have done, I also know why His Majesty is delaying in establishing a prince because he is worried that you will use the same method to deal with the prince he established."
This time the old man immediately denied it.
"No, you are wrong! It's not that he doesn't dare, but that he doesn't want to. You don't understand that in his eyes, any family ties are just tools for him to climb to the supreme position! He can kill his brother, his father, and his son. You can give your queen to the bandits in exchange for a chance to survive!"
"He can even endure the scorn of all the people and doesn't care what anyone thinks. He only wants rights, supreme rights!"
Qin Yun said expressionlessly: "So he is the emperor, while the others have become withered bones!"
The old man's face darkened: "No, this throne should not belong to him."
Qin Yun smiled and said: "But the late emperor left a legacy? More than twenty years have passed. How many people do you think would believe that thing even if it really exists?"
"I understand what you mean. Do you want to use this to cause chaos among the vassals everywhere? But have you ever thought about what the situation in Daxia will be like if this happens?"
The old man muttered: "We just want revenge!"
Qin Yun raised his hand to the largest tablet in the middle: "Then is he willing to see this? Rather than saying that King Liang lost the throne, it is better to say that he gave up. King Liang was benevolent and righteous, but there is no shortage of benevolent and righteous people in the world! "
"You...how can you say that about him?"
Qin Yun chuckled: "Do you want to say that I am actually the posthumous son of Prince Liang? Just because I was born two months early?"
"Do you want to say that the person you took away from the fire was actually me, and that the real Ninth Prince has been replaced by you?"
"Do you still want to say that you have been secretly observing me for so many years? You just want to test my ability? Now is the time to show me your cards?"
"Wang Menghu, the former commander of the Jinyi Guards! The person who has mastered the secret guards of the Jinyi Guards in the world. Now, as Qin Yun, as the ninth prince of Daxia, I invite you to follow me to seize the throne!"
"Forget everything in the past, whether it really existed or not, are you willing?"
The old man took a deep breath. He did not answer Qin Yun's words, but asked: "Why?"
Qin Yun smiled and said: "There is no reason? I just don't want to be bound by the past, and I don't want you to be blinded by hatred! If you want to take revenge on me, you have only one choice, obey and surrender to me!"
"Otherwise, please get out!"
After saying that, Qin Yun bowed his hand towards the tablet again.
Wang Menghu laughed loudly: "Yes, we are the ones who underestimated His Highness the Ninth Prince. You are indeed not the son of Prince Liang. After all, if you were real, with that old guy's character, he would rather kill ten thousand people by mistake than let you go." !”
Qin Yun frowned slightly. In fact, it was difficult for him to tell whether what the person in front of him said was true or false, but Qin Yun didn't mind the so-called identity. He himself did not belong to this era.
As long as the benefits are sufficient, he can be Prince Lao Liang or the Ninth Prince!
Qin Yun smiled and said: "Whatever you say, but I will ask you again, do you surrender or leave?"
Wang Menghu knelt on one knee: "I, Wang Menghu, am willing to help the prince seize the throne."
Qin Yun breathed a long sigh of relief, old man, you have fallen into my hands...
"Old Wang, please rise. I wonder how many people we have now? How much power, mostly money and acres?"
Wang Menghu's old face turned red: "Well, I have been hiding for so many years and killed so many people. Naturally, my property is gone! As for the people, almost all of them are in this palace!"
Qin Yun: "...??"
After working on it for a long time, he turned out to be a polished commander? However, Master Lu was actually one of theirs, which was unexpected.
"Yang Yong, Zhao Kun and the others too?"
Wang Menghu nodded: "However, they don't know the true identity of the prince!"
Qin Yun smiled: "What is my true identity? I am Qin Yun, the ninth prince of Great Xia! As you said, if I weren't, would your majesty let me go now?"
Wang Menghu paused. This kid was pretending to be confused, but that was fine. Anyway, it would be fine to wait until he had truly secured his position before recognizing him.
However, after what Qin Yun said, he also had some doubts, whose child is this Qin Yun? After all, the prince he carried out back then has actually disappeared.
As for Qin Yun, was he born prematurely or posthumously? Maybe no one knows except his dead mother.
But he, Wang Menghu, is getting old, and the old people behind him will soon be buried. The younger generation needs a hope!
In fact, Wang Menghu also deceived Qin Yun. There is indeed a group of people behind him, but whether they recognize them or not is another matter for now.
Leave the backyard, close the dusty door, and continue to bury them in the past.
At this time, Yang Yong stepped forward again. In fact, Yang Yong didn't know those things yet. The reason why he spread the word was because an uncle at home found him and wanted to find a housekeeper job for an old uncle.
Now it seems that the prince is very satisfied.
"Your Majesty..."
Qin Yun smiled: "From now on, this will be the steward of our palace. Butler Wang will rely on you for all matters related to the palace."
Wang Menghu quickly entered the state: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will take good care of it. I only hope that Your Majesty will get married as soon as possible and continue the bloodline of this palace!"
Qin Yun said with a straight face: "You are the housekeeper, not the housekeeper! There is so much nonsense. Go find Master Lu and have a drink tonight!"
Before Wang Menghu could speak, Yang Yong said: "Your Majesty, this is an invitation from the Shen Mansion. Mr. Shen said that your Majesty must be here tonight, saying that we have something important to discuss!"
Qin Yun squinted: "Butler, I owe you this wine first."
Wang Menghu smiled and said, "My lord, please go."
Yang Yong went to fetch the horse, and Qin Yun walked out of the palace gate with his hands behind his back. At this time, Master Lu came back from outside with a wine gourd. When he saw Qin Yun, he didn't even say hello to him, but when he saw Wang Menghu, he was like a hairy man. Cats in general.
"Old guy, you are really haunted!"
Wang Menghu also had a bad temper: "Old drunkard, I think you want to be beaten?"
Master Lu took out a pistol from his waist: "Old man, would you like to try using one?"
When Wang Menghu saw this, his scalp went numb. It was obvious that he knew the power of the gun.
Wang Menghu immediately grinned: "Brother, misunderstanding, misunderstanding. I was just about to ask you to drink. From now on, we will be colleagues..."
"What kind of wine? Twenty years of daughter's red wine, the princess buried it herself back then!"
Master Lu looked around: "You old guy, you don't want to live, but I still want to live..."
"It's okay, it's absolutely safe here!"
