The old eunuch Hu Tianhua snorted coldly and cursed angrily in a sharp and old voice: "You little bastard, come on, come on, tell me where you are?"
This little eunuch is indeed a real expert in the palace. Although he doesn't know where he really went wrong, he still gave a relatively safe answer, "Where my godfather said I was wrong, my son is also wrong."
Hu Tianhua almost laughed out loud at this remark. This remark would have been appropriate in other places, but today it didn't work. He was about to lift his leg and kick it again, but in the end he retracted his foot angrily and explained helplessly:
"Is this brat desperate for his life? What kind of person is Lu Jingzhi? He doesn't even have a good look on me. How can he be afraid of a young eunuch like you? Even if I kill you, the king won't say anything."
"Also, the things I taught you before were all eaten by dogs. As eunuchs, even if we hold grudges against others, we can't let others see it. At least we can be kind and friendly on the surface. How can I give you such a reckless Dad, will I take care of you until the end of my life?"
Song Erbao knelt on the ground and listened carefully. These words sounded extremely sinister to outsiders, but in his ears they were rare admonitions. Only in this way can he survive in this palace.
Hu Tianhua continued in a serious tone: "You brat, please listen to me clearly today. Fortunately, you didn't ruin my life today. Otherwise, don't blame our family for not caring about our father-son relationship."
Upon hearing this, Song Erbao turned pale with fright. His godfather was a ruthless character. If he really angered him, he would not even be able to save his whole body. So the former immediately kowtowed, "Son." I know, my son knows.”
Hu Tianhua gently raised his hand, indicating that his useless godson could get up, "I will spare you this time today. If there is another time, even our family will not be able to protect you."
After Song Erbao slowly stood up, he ignored his physical discomfort and came to his godfather with a flattering expression. He beat his legs and squeezed his shoulders. When he saw that his godfather was satisfied, he said sullenly:
"Godfather, we can't move Lu Jingzhi at the moment, but there is a little brat next to him. He seems to be named Sun Wuming. He is so proud under the protection of Lu Jingzhi that he doesn't even look down on us, and even insults him in the middle. Son, I hope my godfather will be able to express his anger about this matter."
Hu Tianhua sneered and said: "A little brat is not worth mentioning. He is now guarded by that old bastard Lu Jingzhi. We can't touch him temporarily, but don't be discouraged. This kid can't stay in the Jiefan camp forever. When he gets out, I’ll leave it to you.”
Song Erbao rubbed his godfather's shoulders and said obscenely, "Thank you so much, godfather."
It is said that after Wang Qizhi returned to his room, he had a look on his face and did not step out of the door for several days. Even if Yan'er and Qing'er came to see him, Lu Jingzhi, who was guarding nearby, found an excuse to send him away. A space to be alone.
A few days later, after all the newcomers who entered the cell to visit came out of the shadows, Wang Qizhi also walked out of the door. To outsiders, he was still the same taciturn person, but Lu Jingzhi saw the look in this boy's eyes. A little more determined, he smiled while stroking his beard.
These days are indeed the most difficult moments for Wang Qizhi. Every day he can't extricate himself from resentment and self-blame. He hates his biological father. If it weren't for him, his mother would not be insulted and committed suicide. She obviously stayed with such a powerful minister. , why can't they save their mother and son from fire and water?
I hate myself even more for having such an identity, otherwise my mother wouldn't have suffered like this.
As for the dog father and son Wei Meng and Wei Buyi, Wang Qizhi was determined to take the dog heads from their necks to avenge the blood feud.
In fact, Wang Qizhi understands in his heart that the current emperor, his biological father, is as miserable as Wang Qizhi's previous experience. Although he lives a life of fine clothing and food every day, he is like the canary in the golden cage, with no freedom at all. , let alone the right to speak, how could they save their mother and son from the fire and water.
Wang Qizhi also smelled something different from this matter. Wei Meng and his son must have wanted to use the two of them to do something, otherwise they would not have been imprisoned for so long without execution. Following this thread, the answer was very soon. Then he came out of the water, firstly to threaten the caged bird into submission, and secondly to find a replacement. If the emperor dies at some point, there would be a new emperor to step in and continue to play the trick of holding the emperor hostage. To order the princes.
Wei Meng failed to count Zhao Shouyang in all his calculations. It seemed that he did not want Wei Meng to get the dragon bloodline when he sealed the mountain, but in fact he wanted the only dragon bloodline in the Dayuan Dynasty to escape from this devil's cave. After many years of forbearance and planning, he only for this moment.
Zhao Shouyang had no choice but to treat Wang Qizhi's mother and son so harshly. Only in this way could he continue his plan without arousing Wei Meng's suspicion.
But there was an accident during the process. Who knew that Wei Buyi was so bold that he could even force Wang Qizhi's mother to death. Although Zhao Shouyang was angry, he felt lucky. If she had been by Wang Qizhi's side, what would happen to the prince? How can I have the motivation to survive in the world if I can escape.
When Wang Qizhi was thirteen years old, he injured Wei Buyi in a fight. Zhao Shouyang made a dangerous move and injured Wang Qizhi and threw him to the old man hiding in the Sword Burial Cave.
Zhu Gongdao seemed to be haunting the Burial Sword Mountain, as if he had not been discovered by anyone, but he could not hide it from the eyes of Zhao Shouyang, who was also in the middle of the sky. He admired this senior's character very much, so he did not care too much. Unexpectedly, this old senior would soon Came in handy.
All of this was part of Zhao Shouyang's chessboard plan, and he ultimately sacrificed his own life and that of all the disciples in the sect in exchange for Wang Qizhi's chance to escape.
There are still many mysteries that Wang Qizhi cannot solve, but he knows these are enough. Since he can't escape, he uses his identity to toss around in the world, and finally points his sword directly at Wei Meng and his son.
Regarding his status as a prince, Wang Qizhi laughed it off.
In the next six months of training, Bai Lingqi suffered enough for these young people. He first entered the city to fight, and sneaked into the homes of various officials to search for information. These officials were originally from the Jiefan camp. They wanted to teach these young people a lesson. They were quite interested in this matter, as if they had returned to the time when they were being repaired, and they felt like their youth was back, so they also cooperated very well.
In these official compounds, there are not only many servants and guards who are constantly patrolling, but also many masters of the Jiefan Battalion are watching in the dark, monitoring the entire compound from all directions. It is almost impossible to sneak in. Many people He was caught as soon as he showed up and was secretly hung from the rafters for three days and three nights. He was ridiculed by the official for a long time.
