Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 145 Like This Star Wasn't Last Night

Prince Geng's Mansion, which occupies a vast area, has all the furnishings, institutional settings, and entourage equipment. It is almost the same as the Imperial Palace, and it is like a miniature version of the Imperial Palace.

But after nightfall, there are few people here, because Geng Jimao ordered more than once that there is no need for idlers to enter the mansion after nightfall, and he even personally beheaded the servants who left overnight.

And there was an empty courtyard in King Geng's mansion, which was extremely cold.

There is a smoker in the empty room that has not been lit, and the furnishings are suitable for use. When burning incense on weekdays, accompanied by heavy smoke, the artistic conception of clouds and smoke on the table is very graceful. Now, in the huge house, there is only a scruffy man curled up nobleman.

His brocade robe and jade belt were torn apart by himself, one of his boots kicked off at some point, the room was full of pieces of smashed porcelain and silk curtains, and the smell of alcohol everywhere had turned sour and strong due to the long-term precipitation. The stench, mixed with an inexplicable stench, floated in the air.

On the floor tiles not far away, there was a crawling filthy trace, resembling a struggling and twisted human figure.The corpse water has indelibly penetrated deep into the cracks between the bricks and stones, looking hideous and terrifying, just like a lying corpse.

It's weird, a corpse that has been dead for three days, it seems that no matter what, it should not be connected with the person who disappeared for half a day.

The servants of the palace also clearly saw the young man coming out to drink, but when everyone looked at each other and stepped back, and noticed the secretiveness on each other's faces, everything became mysterious and shuddered.

Outside the room with the doors and windows closed, there was a sudden flash of fire, and then the sound of footsteps, hurriedly approaching without stopping, and pushed open the door that everyone in the palace couldn't avoid.

"My son, the Fuwei Escort Bureau came late to save you, please forgive me!"

The person in front of him lost his soul, and only his soul remained.

The young prince was down and out, his eyes were full of sleepless fatigue, and his spirit was numb to the extreme, so that he felt like a piece of rotten wood floating on the water, and he could hear an empty, rotten sound when he knocked on his chest.

Fuwei Escort?

It's just a chess piece, it's just a gutless and useless waste chess piece.

He had already detected Lin Zhennan's move to dive and send his men out of the city, but he had no intention of stopping him. He would rather watch Lin Zhennan think he was smart and fall into the snare like this.

He still had a lot of pieces like this in his hand, and the Fuwei Escort was just an ordinary piece.But now, those well-arranged killer moves have been quietly scrapped, what use can a lone quack from Fuwei Escort Bureau come in for?

"My lord, I'm here to pick you up. Please wash and change immediately and preside over the overall situation!"

The loud voice caused the young prince's tinnitus and headaches to be unbearable, but he didn't even have the idea to cover his ears. He stared blankly at the floor tiles in front of him, and it took a long time for his eyelids to blink.

The extremely chapped lips were already covered with dark brown blood scabs, and it took a long time before they trembled and made a sound, but the vocal cords remained motionless.

get out... ridiculous...

He has nowhere to go.

All the history of this body once named Geng Jingzhong was only born on the day when it walked out of the confinement of the Forbidden City, and died at the moment when it entered the confinement of Prince Geng's mansion. circle.

A few days before being imprisoned, Zeng Yangxing, Bai Xianzhong, Xu Wenyao and others rushed back to visit in turn, passing on the news from the outside world in secret letters, but in just two days, there was no news from these confidantes who had tried their best to win them over, and they spread the news by themselves The news also fell into the sea.

"My lord, the situation is really critical now. I saw a team of Eight Banners stationed in the city, and they are still playing the name of General Annan. Their behavior is very suspicious."

General Annan... Dasu?
That's right, it's him...

Shizi dodged with needle-like pain in his dull eyes.

Zheng Chenggong invaded Jiangnan a few months ago, and the Qing government sent Annan General Dasu to conquer. However, when he arrived, the Zheng family had already been defeated, so he continued to march south to Siming Prefecture, intending to attack the Zheng family's lair.

It is also reasonable for this person to enter Fuzhou to rest and replenish the army and horses.

But what was unusual was that Dasu, who left the army and led [-] light cavalry soldiers to arrive in the city first, also brought two men named Geng Zhaozhong and Geng Juzhong...

The imperial envoy declared that he was guilty of treason, and the general sent back the other two detained protons. The intention of the court is self-evident.

The person of the same age sitting high in the Golden Temple didn't seem to say anything, but everyone knew that their son would no longer be his son, and confinement was no longer protection, it had become a complete punishment.

The recent cold reception immediately became logical, and the young prince understood.

"Dasu...what are you going to do..."

It hurt even to speak, as if a blade was stuck in his throat, with the slight vibration of his vocal cords, the blood in his throat flowed out, and a strong rusty smell came out of his mouth.

"That's it. I saw someone under the banner of General Annan rush to the shore of the West Lake in the starry night. Afterwards, they drove away the soldiers left by the prince, took over the drainage of the tree embankment, and built the fortifications around the lake, and immediately excavated the ancient lake. temple."

The ancient temple in the middle of the lake?

Sure enough, they also had the idea of ​​the Emperor's Temple.

The young prince rolled his eyes, but his usually bright thoughts were very slow, and it took him a long time to figure out this simple question.

After the Li clan of the Southern Tang Dynasty conquered Fujian, it is said that they sent soldiers to demolish the Emperor's Palace on Jiuxian Mountain. It was only when the building was sunk that the ship was buried with him that the Emperor's Zun was sunk forever in the depths of the Minjiang River.

The ugly-looking accountant in the Fuwei Escort Bureau has already dedicated the stele of "Longqi Monument of the Imperial Palace".Geng Jimao sent people to dig through three mountains and two pagodas but failed to find clues to the Imperial Palace. In fact, he had already grasped it in his hands.

He guessed that the Li family in the Southern Tang Dynasty had obviously made a big show and fooled everyone!

He knew that the reason why the Imperial Palace was built on the top of Jiuxian Mountain was not because Min Huizong loved it there, but because the Imperial Palace was only there!
"madness……"

The young prince showed disdain, and there are many people who don't know the seriousness, and the Dasu sent by the Qing court can be regarded as the best among them.

The reason why Dasu was able to lead an army to the south to suppress the rebellion alone was not only because of his identity as Xianghuangqi, but also because of his inflexible nature of eagles and dogs.

What happened in the Qing Palace back then is still vivid in my mind, the young son is still unwilling to lose in front of these hawks and dogs, even if it is just a single step!

"It's not just stupid, it's stupid!"

The people from Fuwei Escort laughed so frivolously that the young prince felt somewhat offended.

"Dasu sent people to dive into the water to no avail, so he ordered people to dig the mud and tried to lift the ancient temple. It didn't take long before he dug up a hideous cast iron river-suppressing beast in the mud, which collapsed and killed three people. The situation was difficult to get out of control for a while, and the camp was not bombed by the pro-military forces trying their best to suppress it, and they retreated to the shore in despair."

The news shared by someone made him feel good. At this time, only the pain of others can make him smile with empathy—and the smiles of other people's satisfaction are the most heart-wrenching poison in the world to him.

The sea eye dug out during the construction of the city in the Western Jin Dynasty is itself an unfathomable place. The Li family of the Southern Tang Dynasty claimed that the emperor's son had been carried by a building boat and sank into the depths of the Minjiang River. It is very likely that it was hidden in that ancient temple, and was thrown into the sea eye by the helpless Lord of the Southern Tang Dynasty, never to be seen again.

This technique is extremely secretive, and if future generations were not [-]% sure, they would never have expended people's efforts to dig the bottom of the lake, thus avoiding many future troubles.

It's just that the young prince still can't figure out what kind of terrifying existence the Emperor's Son is, which makes the king with the might of the victorious army so fearful, and makes Li Jing really think that the Emperor's Emperor, who claims to be everything, has "divine power" , is only valid for the King of Fujian, and then he will be expelled and suppressed regardless of the cost!
"They're just in vain!"

The young prince suddenly laughed wildly, gnashing his teeth, I don't know whether it was because of pain or pleasure, "If this ancient temple can be easily reborn, our Geng family won't have to worry so much..."

Speaking of this, Shizi's face was suddenly illuminated by candlelight, and the words he just said turned into a sharp knife pierced in his heart, like a poor guy who just woke up from a pleasant dream.At this time, the drunken man in front of him, whose remnants of wine had faded due to his blood, was left with only pain and resentment that could never be paralyzed and extinguished.

Where does he have the Geng family?

Jiang Wen knelt down and put the lamp in front of Geng Jingzhong, showing a strange expression.

"My son's trick of pretending to be insane is quite clever. It is indeed a clever plan to avoid disasters, and what happened to Pang Juan back then is also true. If it weren't for the bad luck and the situation is greater than others, the son might be able to sting the dragon and fly into the sky."

Geng Jingzhong, who hadn't seen the light for a long time, squinted his eyes and took a long time to see Jiang Wen's face clearly.

"Are you... a member of the Lin family?"

Geng Jingzhong blocked the light with the palm of his hand, and sat obstinately and squinted at Jiang Wen, "I saw you at the banquet, and Chang Qingzi said in private that you must not be weak in martial arts."

Then he smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's a pity that after the banquet, things changed. Now you can't be a guest of the Lin family, and I'm no longer the eldest son of the Geng family."

Jiang Wen said modestly: "Changqingzi is the head of the house. I am here to rescue you, my son. I was ordered by the head of the bodyguard to rescue you. I would like to ask Mr. Huang from Eryouzhai what he said to you."

The young prince smiled slightly and said sarcastically.

"Boss Lin can still think of me in his busy schedule, this son is really grateful."

And Jiang Wen just pretended not to hear the other party's ridicule, and looked at him with scorching eyes. The meaning of threatening exchange was beyond words. Geng Jingzhong would only rescue him as promised if he exchanged news.

Geng Jingzhong was silent for a long time with a gloomy expression, and then slowly said what Jiang Wen wanted to know.

The accountant of the Fuwei Escort once told him that Wang Ba, a Qi trainer in the Southern and Northern Dynasties, once lived on Jiuxian Mountain in Fuzhou.

He saw two acacia trees on the mountain with luxuriant branches and leaves, and he liked it very much, so he built an earthen altar under the trees as a place to worship and practice day and night.Later, Wang Ba succeeded in alchemy and left in the form of Qingfeng, saying to people: "My descendants will be kings here."

He even made his own prophecy and buried it underground.One wrote:

A tree does not need to be cut down, and an altar does not need to be cut down if it is broken.

It is less than 1000 years old and has its own series of grandchildren.

The words carry endless free and unrestrained, uncontested, this dharma altar is also accompanied by nearly a thousand years of things and people, and the vicissitudes of life. It was finally dug out by Xu Jingxuan, a Taoist priest of Lanke in Tang Dynasty, when he was digging soil to practice Taoism. , and then reappeared in the world.

But the second prophecy is even more bizarre, it seems that the rise and fall of success and failure after a thousand years have been exhausted in one fell swoop:

Later came the Three Kings, and the tide brought disaster.

It is inevitable that there will be a disappearance between the two rocks.

The children and grandchildren follow my way and seal Fujian and Xinjiang from generation to generation.

This prophecy poem was kept by the Xu family from generation to generation, and kept secret until Xu Yan, the descendant of Xu Jingxuan, dedicated it to Min Huizong, who was the first to proclaim himself emperor. Then the strange incident of seeing ghosts in the palace happened.

Geng Jingzhong suddenly fell silent.

He remembered that when he mentioned this at the beginning, the accountant of the Fuwei Escort had a strange smile on his face, as if there were some ulterior secrets in these vulgar prophecies fabricated because of the injustice of the country.

"Your Majesty, why is the second prophecy poem different from the ones I've heard? Is there a sentence missing in the end, 'Fujian produces the Son of Heaven, and Sanshan is the battlefield'?"

"The statement that 'Fujian came out of the Son of Heaven, and the battlefield in three mountains' was rumored by the people to be the work of Liu Ji and Liu Bowen, but in fact it was reported by Zhu Hongwu's Jiang Xiahou Zhou Dexing after he was ordered to go to the second county of Fuquan as an envoy."

Geng Jingzhong raised his head in surprise, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Zhou Dexing later cut off the dragon veins of the two mansions because of this. These two things have been related for more than a thousand years. How can they be confused?"

Jiang Wen laughed, remembered these words in his heart, then took out a water bag from his bosom and handed it to him.

However, Geng Jingzhong took it in his hand, weighed it, and threw it aside, preferring to be hungry and thirsty without touching it.He staggered and wanted to stand up, but his weak legs couldn't stand up.

"The son of the world is so self-indulgent, it can be seen that the trick of pretending to be insane is used to the depths, and it is nothing more than falsehood and reality that make people unable to speculate."

Jiang Wen smiled lightly, dragged a rosewood chair and sat down, "If you really want to use tricks, why not do a fake show for real, put it to death and live later?"

Jiang Wen has already found out, Geng Jingzhong did not go crazy as rumored, he was just pretending to be crazy and was plotted against by Shunzhi when avoiding disaster, resulting in the irretrievable position of the son, it can be said that he pretended to be a fool, he felt ashamed to see Talent hides.

After all, at this time, rather than being found out to be a fool and making fun of him, it would be better to honestly play the lunatic to the end.

Looking at Jiang Wen's clear eyes, Geng Jingzhong suddenly hated the person in front of him.

It feels like when he used little tricks in front of Shunzhi and Xiaozhuang when he was young, he would always be exposed and ridiculed to the point of utter bruising.

Jiang Wen looked at the strangely shaped shadows in the room created by the flickering candlelight, and said bluntly, "My lord, don't you know where you lost?"

Geng Jingzhong kept silent, his eyes were full of murderous intent, he suddenly felt that the other party was a spy sent by the Qing court.

Jiang Wen glanced at his cuff, there was obviously a waist knife hidden in it.

And then, as he expected——

"How can the prince collude with the rebel White Lotus Sect?"

Geng Jingzhong thought that the other party was coming to ridicule his shallow strategy, but he didn't expect the man dressed as a Taoist in front of him to stand up suddenly, pointing at his nose and shouting.

Geng Jingzhong was said to be stupid, and even suspected that the person in front of him was an irrational and corrupt scholar.

In the situation he faced, he wanted to pretend to be crazy in order to advance but was blocked. This is indeed his naivety, but what does it have to do with colluding with the White Lotus Sect?
Half of this charge was clearly framed by Monk Yankong on purpose. Could it be that if he didn't provoke the White Lotus Sect, the Qing court would have nothing to do with it?
Jiang Wen helped the crooked Taoist crown, and said word by word, "What can the White Lotus Sect achieve? You should be colluding with the big traitor Zheng Chenggong!"

As soon as these words came out, the astonishment on Geng Jingzhong's face instantly turned into disbelief, his pupils dilated and his eyes were lifeless, his mouth was clearly open but he couldn't speak, he could only breathe heavily, resulting in a violent heartbeat that was clearly audible.

He felt that his heart was beating wrongly, and a more violent annoyance was just like a tsunami generated in the depths of the sea, rumbling along the sea and sky.

Jiang Wen's next words were still loud.

"Is it useful to pretend to be crazy? When you miss a move, you should immediately admit defeat, learn from the lesson and start another game, instead of trying to profit from the endgame. The Qing court has seen through your character. Only then will I seize your flaws and chase after you!"

In Jiang Wen's eyes, Geng Jingzhong is definitely not a courageous person, but he is not a calm and calculating vassal king either.

In the future, he dared to take the initiative to initiate a rebellion under the threat of cutting down the vassals, but once he encountered setbacks, he would actually think about surrendering to the Qing court again and counterattacking the other two vassals.

This kind of weird behavior can only show that his character is stern and indifferent, greedy for merit and blame, not only dare not take responsibility for the wrong choice, but also take the initiative to use faint tricks to try to cover it up, so that he falls into a dead end.

Geng Jingzhong's face turned red, his fists were clenched tightly and he refused to let go, countless images of deep humiliation appeared in front of his eyes, as if he was still the proton of the feudal town who knelt in the palace of the Qing Dynasty, shivering and dared not resist.

"It turns out that you are a lunatic!"

Geng Jingzhong gritted his teeth and said.

Jiang Wen's expression didn't take it seriously, like a normal person who is deeply insane.

"What is this? If you want to do something, you must first be prepared to tear your face. You must write on your face that you want to rebel. On the contrary, the Qing court will not dare to do anything to you, or even intervene in the affairs of the feudal town."

Jiang Wen glanced at Geng Jingzhong, "Don't believe me? Then let me ask you, what is the place where the Qing court relies most on the Geng family? It is the defense of the southeast. Who is the most worried enemy in the southeast? It is the Zheng family in southern Fujian! The so-called White Lotus Sect is nothing but Ringworm and scabies can be wiped out with one imperial envoy and three hundred elite soldiers, but if the Geng family colludes with Zheng Chenggong, it will be a chaos in several provinces and in the southeast!"

This is not Jiang Wen's nonsense.

During the San Francisco Rebellion in the future, Geng Jingzhong relied on joining forces with Taiwan's Zheng Jing to defeat the Qing army in the south. criticize.

"If I do this, how can I succeed as the vassal king?"

Geng Jingzhong swallowed, and said hoarsely.

Jiang Wen's expression was extremely strange.

"That's your second childishness. Do you think that as long as your father Geng Jimao is around, he will protect you no matter what? But now he treats you as an abandoned son, and you start to feel helpless Already!?"

Geng Jingzhong was at a loss for words again.

The strength that supported him to survive those ten years in the Qing Palace was his immortal father Geng Jimao. Only when his father won a great victory would Shunzhi and Xiaozhuang restrain their harsh attitude towards him.

At some point, all the confidence in his actions came from this strange man whom he called his father who had been fighting outside all the year round.But the time that the two father and son really spend together is less than one-thousandth of that of ordinary father and son, and they have never spoken a few words when they met.

"After your grandfather Geng Zhongming committed suicide in fear of crime, what the Qing court feared was the rebellion of elite soldiers under his command. Therefore, although the matter of cutting the feudal clan was rampant at that time, Dorgon still resisted all opinions and let your father continue to lead the army as Geng's eldest son. People's hearts avoid mutiny, and the second is to test loyalty as a vanguard."

That time, the Qing court's tactic of boiling the eagle was successful again.Geng Jimao, who was ordered in danger, went south to fight with all his strength. The next year, he and Shang Kexi led tens of thousands of cavalry into Guangzhou, becoming an out-and-out and irrefutable loyal minister, and became the current "King of Jingnan" Geng Jimao.

"But since ancient times, the cunning rabbit has died, and the good dog has cooked. In today's situation, the Qing court has become the dominant family. If the Geng family wants to struggle to survive, one must have a banner figure who holds the hearts of the people, and the other must have a strong enemy to ensure their status. Let the Qing court still be wary of cutting down the vassals."

Jiang Wen took a deep look at Geng Jingzhong, "Although your father Geng Jimao is in the prime of his life, he will always decline one day. Originally, this character is not you, but could it be your babbling younger brothers?"

When a person has both ambition and glass heart, he will become a contradictory appearance of gnashing his teeth in front of him.

Geng Jingzhong is neither willing to endure failure nor to admit his mistakes. Compared with Zheng Chenggong, he lifts the weight much more lightly. After the defeat in Nanjing, he lost his vitality and lost 72 generals. He will still be able to defeat Dasu in Xiamen next year. , annihilated more than [-] Qing soldiers, and let Annan's general Da Su, who was sure of victory, escape with his own body.

"It's a pity that everything is too late... If I can wake up a few days earlier, maybe..."

Geng Jingzhong sighed deeply, suppressing the overwhelming regret in his heart.

He thought that he was already young and mature, and that he had done his best, but it was only now that he realized that in the eyes of the Qing court, his methods were still no different from children's slapstick, not worth mentioning.

Jiang Wen stood up suddenly, and his robe sleeves brushed across the turbid room, creating a wave of evil.

"Who said it was late?"

Jiang Wen's tone was extremely evil, as if he had the expression of a lunatic, and his words were extremely deceptive.

"Since ancient times, meat-eaters have been despicable. The so-called superiors are not able to predict everything and gain the upper hand, but that they can find flawless excuses to cover up their mistakes in the first place after making mistakes! I think you are very good at what you are doing now, my son. The posture of a hero, the so-called fear of defeat, is only a short of one foot, and you can be brought back to life!"

Every word of these words was heartbreaking, and almost put the face of the superior on the ground, but it made sense after careful consideration. Even though Geng Jingzhong was disheartened and unwilling to touch the memory, he still couldn't help thinking about it.

"Taoist... please guide me in the maze!"

Hearing these words, Jiang Wen knew that Geng Jingzhong had changed.

This son who has just grown up has already shown a strong plasticity at this time. As the boy's heart is finally worn away, just like the fire of new kiln porcelain fades, he finally begins to move closer to the tyrant who disturbed the world.

Especially the sincerity of the other party's expression at the moment, if it wasn't for Jiang Wen's keen discovery that he still didn't touch the water bag with a finger, he would have almost been deceived by him.

"My son is free. Do you know what else I saw besides Dasu's broken halberd beside the West Lake?"

Jiang Wen sat back on the rosewood chair, and said slowly, "When the cast iron water beast came ashore, it crushed several people to death, causing chaos. In the mist."

"Everyone was in shock. At this time, the soldiers ambushed by Prince Geng suddenly arrived and confronted the elite soldiers of the [-] Banners led by General Annan Dasu Qingche Jiancong. They refused to give an inch on the grounds of the imperial decree of Fuzhou defense."

"Prince Geng seemed to give in for the past few days, but in fact he set a trap at the feet of the Qing court. Monk Yankong's disturbance in the city can be said to be capturing bandits and suppressing the chaos, but Dasu's greedy and aggressive move has completely fallen into a calculation."

"They originally thought that Prince Geng had no guts to fight against the imperial envoys from the matter of imprisoning the eldest son, but after this "meeting in arms" move, everyone knew that Prince Geng had the courage to use the knife. Just like the strategy I said earlier , your father will have the courage to collude with the Zheng family and do a real job of supporting the bandits!"

Geng Jingzhong was dumbfounded, and lowered his head deeply, hiding his expression in the shadow of his hands.

"If this is the case, I can only plead guilty to my father..."

Jiang Wen smiled slightly, looking weird and cruel.

"Your Majesty, you are worrying too much. The conductors Zeng, Xu, and Bai you have recruited have been ordered to return to their homes and think about their mistakes. Even the personal guards outside this courtyard have been withdrawn. At this time, anyone can come and go freely. .”

"Prince Geng is far-sighted, but he doesn't necessarily want to restore your position as the eldest son. He may be waiting for the Qing court to send killers. , The prince's generous gift and return of tribute will naturally turn over all the unhappiness in Fuzhou City..."

"Impossible! My father will never..."

Geng Jingzhong screamed out, then forcibly suppressed the voice in his throat, and swallowed the second half of the sentence abruptly.

Because he suddenly found that when the other party said this, he could no longer think of a reason to refute.After all, if there is no Jingnan Fanzhen, the names of King Jingnan and his son are just a joke.

It is clear at a glance which is more important.

This may be what the people in front of me call "totally crazy"-I can even give up my own son for the sake of the feudal town. Think about it, what will happen once the feudal clan is cut? !
Geng Jingzhong fell into an ice cave.

"You don't need to be so worried. Just when the two sides were confronting each other, I saw that the time was right and I will speak out. After convincing others with virtue, both sides agreed to withdraw their troops and stop fighting, and each returned to the front line."

Jiang Wen patted him on the shoulder, his face was changing under the flickering lights, like a ghost.

"When persuading the fight, in order to become famous as a teacher, I used the name of your son. Prince Geng has been living in the palace for a long time now, and there is no news. It seems that some soldiers mistakenly think that my behavior of praying mantis catching cicadas and orioles behind me is also Prince Geng's work." An act of authorization..."

Jiang Wen paused for a moment. At this time, the house was already glowing with flames, and footsteps hurriedly approached. It seemed that there were countless people surrounding the prince's mansion, but they all held their breath.

Geng Jingzhong's heart beat into his throat, blood rushed to his fragile and tense brain, and a strong sense of dizziness hit him, making him unable to maintain his sitting position, and he was about to fall to the corner of the wall.

But as Jiang Wen stretched out his hand to support him, Geng Jingzhong only felt a warm current rushing into his body, and the fatigue all over his body was reduced a bit, but the tension and urgency still dazzled his head.

"The generals Zeng, Xu, and Bai heard the news and led their troops to the Prince's Mansion overnight. The relatives of the Prince's Mansion probably wanted to atone for their crimes, and they didn't have the guts to stop them. At this moment, everyone thought that the Prince was about to be released and returned to the abode. I am very worried about offending you."

Jiang Wen pricked up his ears and listened for a while, "Now that I think about it, I should have already reached the gate, right? Although the prince is a man of gold, he should go out and welcome him a little bit?"

Thanks to the complexity of the intertwined plots, Jiang Wen's just-right hints exploded with amazing power-four taels can move a thousand catties, let alone 2000 two hundred catties?
Geng Jingzhong stood up unsteadily, as if he had been freed from great joy and sorrow.

With difficulty, he bent down to pick up the water bag, and gulped it down in one gulp.

Jiang Wen smiled slightly, stepped forward and said the last sentence to him, then watched as he tied his messy hair behind his head, and pushed open the door of the house with one bare foot.

The flames dazzled, the armor flickered, the first three people lined up at the door with shame on their faces, and the people behind them also showed no signs of tiredness, and were fully equipped to guard Geng Jingzhong's Shizi's mansion, guarding the small courtyard so that it was completely impenetrable.

Standing at the door, Geng Jingzhong felt that the scene in front of him was like a dream, as if he had just experienced a nightmare. In the dream, he was depressed, depressed, annoyed, and suffering, but after waking up, everything he lost came back.

The young prince tried his best to keep his face sullen, and looked at the three confidantes in front of him.

There is not much time for him to enjoy it, and his father ordered him not to see any guests after nightfall, but once the morning came and the army entered the mansion, this wonderful misunderstanding would shatter and dissipate like morning dew.

Geng Jingzhong may be the only person in this huge city of Fuzhou who doesn't want to see the dawn.

The three commanders silently followed Geng Jingzhong who was staggering forward, and the torches of his soldiers merged into a fire dragon in the night, and followed Geng Jingzhong to the depths of the palace.And in the crowd, they did indeed see the person who had appeared by the West Lake—although the three of them were ordered to think about it, their spies never stopped.

The spies unanimously passed back a bizarre story about the struggle by the West Lake.

The spies said that one of Shizi's masters appeared, lifted up the iron rhinoceros that crushed the three people in the lake, and threw it about ten meters away. Live the audience.

What amazed the two sides, apart from surprise, was the inscription on the iron rhinoceros cast iron town water, which was still clearly visible after countless years. The official check of the engraved emblem reveals that it actually weighs two thousand and two hundred catties."

They figured it out at the time, since Prince Geng hid such a master by his side, the so-called abolition and sacrifice is definitely a way to confuse the enemy, and it's not too late to make up for it!

Geng Jingzhong walked forward step by step, what Jiang Wen said just now was still lingering in his mind, he dared not forget it for a moment, because his last way of life was in it.

This sentence sounds simple, but it is chilling to say it. A few quarters of an hour may be the beginning of his infamous life.The Taoist behind him was wearing Taoist robes, but he looked like an evil ghost crawling out of the underworld. He easily accepted the saying that the father killed the son and the son forced the father.

Although the man was calm and calm, Geng Jingzhong knew that the world had driven him completely crazy, turning him into a monstrous beast that came from the sky.

That's a real madman.

But he didn't want to die, so he had to stand in front of his father and say that sentence in the calmest and most natural tone.

Why did the father rebel.

(End of this chapter)