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Chapter 284 The third person 20 years ago? (4500 words)
Yue Linglong would stand in front of the Chiwang Mansion every night.

No matter how much snow is falling outside, it will arrive as promised.

"It's already like this..."

Erniang thought to herself, this is a marriage promised by the emperor, and the marriage between the two countries cannot be rejected. No matter whether Yue Linglong is a wife or a concubine in the final ranking, she is a member of the Zheng family. The mother repeatedly took the initiative to invite Yue Linglong to enter the Red Palace.

At first Yue Linglong refused, and politely said that she could just wait at the door, but Chi Wang hadn't forgiven her yet.

When Er Niang talked about this matter.

Zheng Xiu just smiled lightly: "It's a good move to retreat."

Erniang began to tug at Zheng Xiu's ears again: "He just turned sixteen this year, and when his father died, his little girl hadn't been born yet."

"so what?"

"you!"

Er Niang was very angry at Zheng Xiu's casual attitude.

After finally getting Erniang to let go, Zheng Xiu rubbed his red and swollen ears, secretly thinking that Yue Linglong looked more like your younger brother now, but said: "I said Erniang, do you know that in the whole world, there is only You can pull the prince's ears, you are really more powerful than the emperor."

"Hmph! Even if you become the emperor, we are also the emperor's sister, and we are a generation older than you in terms of seniority."

Er Niang was easily diverted from the subject.

"Ah, please keep your voice down, if such rebellious words are spread, the house will be ransacked."

Erniang didn't dare to talk nonsense immediately, but she still wanted to persuade Zheng Xiu to treat Yue Linglong better.

Zheng Xiu did not agree.

In fact, he didn't want to pay attention to Yue Linglong at all, it had nothing to do with love or hate. In his eyes, no matter how beautiful Yue Linglong was, no matter how special her status was, she was just a passerby, not as good as Feng Beixiang.

Gu Qiutang discovered the third day of the "March of Hundred Ghosts".

Zheng Xiu would take the initiative to contact Gu Qiutang every day.

Gu Qiutang said that day that he was not sure whether the word "Zheng" was written on the Hundred Ghost Army Flag.

If it is "Zheng", how to explain it?
20 years ago, Zheng Jiajun's resentment was still alive, wandering in the wasteland?
Zheng Xiuding would have sneered at this statement before he had glimpsed the doorway and learned the mysteries of the world, but now, it is said that he would rather believe what is there than not believe what is not.

If so, would there be... a daddy in it?
What is the true face of the Hundred Ghosts Marching Army?
To see a hundred ghosts marching, certain conditions are required.

According to what Gu Qiutang said, one is "the night of the full moon" and the other is "heavy snow".

The night of the full moon is not difficult, just wait; the heavy snow is not difficult, as it often falls on the barren land in the north.But when it snows, dark clouds cover the moon, and it is really difficult to satisfy these two conditions at the same time.No wonder the rumor of the "March of Hundred Ghosts" has been circulating for several months, but very few people have witnessed it with their own eyes.

That is Gu Qiutang, who believed Zheng Xiu's nonsense, found a snow mountain, and squatted for two months, motionless like a stone in the ice and snow, without blinking his eyes, and just happened to see that bizarre scene.

This matter was held back in Zheng Xiu's mind at first, and he didn't say anything to anyone.

And Fengbei is worthy of being the partner connected to the window of his soul, and it didn't take long for her to notice Zheng Xiu's thoughts.

While rubbing their ears together, Feng Bei listened, secretly.

Zheng Xiu's troubles are obviously related to "Zheng Haoran".

But you have to ask "what happened to your father"... He is already in the mourning hall, what else can happen?
So taking advantage of the cloud and rain, Feng Bei lay on Zheng Xiu's body, stretched out his fingers and drew circles on Zheng Xiu's chest, and asked meaningfully: "If, I said, if your father is still alive, he will like it." Am I the daughter-in-law of the Zheng family?"

Fengbei would never mention "Zheng Haoran" in front of Zheng Xiu, just as Zheng Xiu would never mention "Feng Nantian" in front of Fengbei.

"You've been 'listening' again." Zheng Xiu sighed softly: "I didn't say that, you forcibly use two ways, and the conflict between the two, if you don't handle it well, you will become like a monk. Clear yourself."

Feng Bei didn't care about it, he had already looked away, and smiled slightly: "I can't tell the difference. Aren't you very happy?"

"Uh……"

Zheng Xiu was speechless.

Two pleasures sound pleasant, but they are not.Since Fengbei showed another personality from time to time, Zheng Xiu has been worried about Fengbei's mental health.He would prefer that Fengbei's "abnormality" is temporary, a kind of disease that can heal itself after a long time, or after the path goes smoothly.

By Zheng Xiu's side, except for himself, Feng Bei, and the monk, he had never met anyone who dared to enter other paths as a stranger.The current situation of the monk Zheng Xiu is obvious to all, but the monk seems to be able to "coexist peacefully" with other personalities and tends to be stable, while Fengbei's current state is not particularly optimistic.

Speaking of Zheng Haoran, the conversation has already been said, Zheng Xiu did not hide anything, and simply told Fengbei what Gu Qiutang discovered.

Hearing this, Feng Bei suddenly sat up from the bed, thought for a moment, and said, "Could it be...a ghost?"

Zheng Xiu was taken aback when he heard the words, and a moment later, Feng Bei's reminder made Zheng Xiu explode like a thunderbolt.

He thought of the rumors circulating among the people many years ago, saying that Zheng Haoran was on the battlefield, his blood was surging, soaring to the sky, and the flesh and blood all over the sky turned into a flesh and blood armor, making him like a ghost and god, killing barbarians without leaving any behind.

When I heard this kind of talk when I was a child, I simply regarded it as a folk tale formed by the common people.Think about it now...

"20 years ago!"

"Shouldn't it be..."

"My father is... the third pillar from 20 years ago?"

"You, Wei Chen, and... my father!"

"Bastard!" Zheng Xiu threw out a heavy punch, about to knock down the bed, but Feng Bei stretched out a palm lightly, and caught it halfway.

When the two fists collided, a terrifying wave of air roared across the room, blowing out the candles, causing the paper windows to shake and rustle.

Therefore, many people in the Red King's mansion heard the sound, and called out that the Red King was talented, the movement was really loud.

Several tiles on the roof were blown away.

Snapped!
The orange cat was lying down well in the nest, and a piece of tile happened to fall down and hit the top of the orange cat's head.

A large lump soon swelled up on the orange cat's head.

"Woooooooo..."

The orange cat got angry, stretched out its paw, and raised its hand towards the house not far away.

The ball-shaped ball of light blasted out soundlessly.

Snapped.

rumbling...

The mountain shook for a while.

Chi Wang's bedroom collapsed.

Yue Linglong left before dawn, quietly, without leaving any trace.

Qing Shisan joked that this girl is like a cat at night, unable to see the sun.

Early the next morning, Yan Jiji came to repair the collapsed house with a toolbox.

"Master, I heard that when the house collapsed, you happened to be inside...?"

Yan Jiji heard a lot of rumors along the way, and when he learned that the movement of the landslide was so messed up, he couldn't help taking a lot of breaths on the way, and secretly admired him while being shocked, as expected of a young man with drive.

Zheng Xiu still doesn't know why the orange cat went berserk for no reason and bombarded his dormitory, but now he can't explain it, why did he and Fengbei happen to work in there?
The house has collapsed, who can I ask for an explanation?
People from the government didn't believe it when they came.

Reluctantly, Zheng Xiu could only show a wry smile, watching Yan Jiji knock down the nails in the yard and start the "Jixiang Workshop".

Within the scope of the "workshop", all the "buildings" will be turned into squares, which are manipulated by Yan Jiji and rebuilt into houses.

Yan Jiji generally does not show this ability to outsiders. Watching Yan Jiji knocking cubes with a sledgehammer, Zheng Xiu held the cat in his arms and watched quietly. Every movement of Yan Jiji was so natural and pleasing to the eye.

"That's right, master, I have something to say to you by the way."

When the work was about to be completed, Yan Jiji reached out to wipe the sweat off his forehead, and said while finishing the finishing work, "Do you know what 'Dark Iron' is?"

Zheng Xiu was taken aback, then shook his head: "I've never heard of it, why did Old Yan say that?"

Yan Jiji put the sweat towel around his neck, looked around and saw no one around, he came to Zheng Xiu, lowered his voice and said: "Do you still remember that not long ago, the old emperor asked us to make a batch of strange things?" Is it?"

"You mean, siege engines?"

Yan Jiji nodded: "Later, the Ministry of War transported a kind of black iron embryo, let us use that iron embryo to make another batch. The black iron embryo is completely different from ordinary iron ore. It is completely different. After several days and nights of melting, it barely melted into molten iron, which almost destroyed the stove in our workshop."

Seeing Zheng Xiu's frown, Yan Jiji said again: "Old Yan, I asked a friend who once worked as a servant in Yeweiyang when he was young, and he said very firmly that the iron embryo is called 'dark iron'. It is often born in the underground around ghosts and creatures, and the production is scarce. That’s right, the boxes used to raise cats on the backs of the stars in Weiyang before the eve were made of those things.”

From Lao Yan's point of view, he was also afraid that Zheng Xiu would be kept in the dark about this matter, so he mentioned it casually.Now that Zheng Xiu is the prince, it is only natural that his property should serve the emperor, as long as the money is in charge.You can't stop doing it!The big deal is not so much effort.

Take Yan Jiji as an example, when working for the emperor, he used back-to-basics forging techniques and never used "Jixiang Workshop".

"If you hadn't become a prince, my lord, I wouldn't do these official jobs, no matter how much I paid you, Old Yan! In the past, if there were these jobs, they would be bought for life. It will kill people."

Yan Jiji finally made a joke half-jokingly and half-seriously.

He only dared to say such words in front of Zheng Xiu, and he didn't say a word in front of other people.

Zheng Xiu pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Thank you, Old Yan."

Looking at the new house, which is equivalent to redecorating it, he wanted to say this time, but after thinking about it, he was not sure, so he said embarrassingly: "If there is a next time, I may have to...cough cough! Hard work Uncle Yan."

When leaving, Zheng Xiu asked Yan Jiji to carry a heavy bag of silver.

For convenience, he would always keep some real money in the mansion so that he could smash people.

Yan Jiji hummed a song and left, not forgetting to sigh: "It's nice to be young."

A misunderstanding disappeared. Zheng Xiu gritted his teeth and stared at the innocent orange cat in his arms. As soon as he raised his slap, the orange cat raised his butt. Zheng Xiu gritted his teeth and put it down again.

"Look what you've done!"

The orange cat aggrievedly pointed at the bag on his forehead.

Zheng Xiu lifted the fur on the cat's head and laughed angrily: "It's thanks to you who said it early, otherwise the swelling should disappear!"

The orange cat got angry, and raised its hand again towards the newly repaired house.

Zheng Xiu was in a hurry, and the reward of a violent storm fell.

This time the orange cat was finally satisfied, peed on Zheng Xiu again, and ran away meowing.

After returning to his room and changing his clothes, Zheng Xiu found Feng Bei who was admiring the snow in the garden, and asked about "Dark Tie".

Fengbei thought for a while, then nodded: "That's true. Although the black box is usually used to hold the soul lamp, when that person was still in power, many people knew that if they met, they must be brought back. Things' can be packed back in a black box."

"Are you referring to the 'trickster'?"

"It should be."

"What is the use of dark iron?"

"That person never mentioned it at the time, but according to my guess, it was just to keep out the bad smell."

After communicating with Feng Bei, the questions in Zheng Xiu's mind were not completely answered.Even if it is used to isolate the filth, why did the emperor use this material as a siege tool?
It can't be to break into the dark place, can it?

This speculation seems reasonable, but it is very outrageous.

Even the Ye Lord in the past had a deep taboo against Chang An, treating him like a snake, scorpion, and beast. Now that Wei Yangzun is on the throne, how could he do such a stupid thing.

Since Gu Qiutang saw the "March of Hundred Ghosts", and the next full moon is approaching, Zheng Xiu hesitated whether to find a reason to go out and join Gu Qiutang to investigate the "March of Hundred Ghosts".

But up to this point, Zheng Xiu himself hadn't thought about it clearly, what if he found it, and what if he couldn't find it.

If there are really ghosts and creatures there, what will be staged inside... will be a vigorous battle?

Or the moment Dad died?

If he goes in...

For a moment, Zheng Xiu closed his eyes, thinking of all kinds of possibilities, all kinds of complicated and messy.

Yue Linglong went in and out of the Red Palace from time to time, even though it was late at night, but it couldn't be hidden from the eyes of some people.

In the 33rd year of Zun'an, on December [-]th, the sky was thin like fog, and the catkin-like light snow danced lightly, bringing a bit of winter cold.

After nightfall, Yue Linglong arrived as scheduled, she first stood at the door for a while, stubbornly waiting for King Chi.Zheng Xiu knew that Yue Linglong was standing at the door, so he didn't intend to meet her.

Erniang invited Yue Linglong in and brought him a bowl of warm ginger soup.The little girl was flattered and stayed until midnight.

Tap tap tap tap.

Not long after Yue Linglong stayed overnight, a luxurious carriage came over the snow and stopped at the entrance of the Red Prince's Mansion.

"Appreciate~"

The visitor surprised Zheng Xiu, it was Wei Yangzun.

The coachman Huo Huo came several times, once he was a stranger and second time he was familiar with the road, he knocked on the door, and then sat back in the carriage, with his legs on the horse's buttocks, and waited for the red king with his eyes closed.

Zheng Xiu got into the carriage, the carriage was dark, he hadn't seen him for a while, Wei Yangzun seemed to be a few years older, and his wrinkles were getting deeper.But his two piercing gazes were like two light bulbs in the dark and dull carriage, which made people feel chilling.

Wei Yangzun always likes to talk about things in front of the Red Palace, and Zheng Xiu is also used to it.This time, Zheng Xiu didn't have a brocade robe, so he simply put on a robe and put it lightly inside.

Wei Yangzun smiled: "The wife I gave you, did you ever like it?"

"do not like."

Zheng Xiu replied without thinking.

"Oh?" Wei Yangzun glanced in the direction of the Red Prince's Mansion, with a half-smile: "Don't you like it?"

Zheng Xiu shook his head again: "I don't like it."

"Hahahaha!" Unexpectedly, Wei Yangzun not only didn't blame him, but laughed heartily: "Okay! It's good if you don't like your eyes, it's right if you don't like your eyes! Sure enough, I saw the right person. You look romantic and have countless daughters around you. But he is definitely not a person who only cares about his children's love and disregards the hatred of his family and country."

Zheng Xiu was silent.

Wei Yangzun smiled happily for a while, then suddenly changed his face, one second he was still smiling like his uncle and elder, but the next second his face was sombre, and he said to Zheng Xiu in an unquestionable tone: "We have reached an agreement."

Zheng Xiu sighed softly, white mist poured out, his heart was cold, and he calmly said: "Please tell me."

"As for the wedding, follow their customs."

"You need to go to the northern wasteland, cross the border, and head north."

"According to their custom, the daughter of the wolf king is married to others and needs to go to their holy mountain - Mount Bagnamo."

"In Bagnamo Mountain, it is said that there lives a 'Great Heavenly Witch' who has nothing to do with the world."

"The daughter of the Wolf King needs to be blessed by the 'Great Sky Witch' before she can be officially married."

Wei Yangzun was in the dark, he suddenly bullied a little closer, and lowered his voice: "I have two things I entrust to you, and you must do it."

"First, I received the news that Bai Qiuyue is still alive, and now he is in the northern wilderness. Find him, and I want him to live."

"Second, confirm whether the Great Sky Witch who lives in Bagmo Mountain is alive."

Zheng Xiu was surprised, but he didn't ask any more questions. After a moment of silence, he nodded and agreed.

Call ~
The invisible pressure on his shoulders disappeared, and Wei Yangzun smiled happily.

"I have high hopes for you."

(End of this chapter)