Traveling through the heavens from the prequel of the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 818: Putting down the butcher’s knife and becoming a Buddha immediately doesn’t work here.

"Fourth Uncle, if my death can give you peace of mind, just do it."

When Sun Ruowei heard that Zhu Yunwen took the initiative to beg for death, he immediately gritted his teeth and said:

"Emperor, if you want to kill him, you must kill me first. But if you do this, I'm afraid your inner demon will grow bigger and bigger, and all the efforts my grandson has made for you will become a complete joke."

Zhu Di pondered for a while, then suddenly smiled and said:

"Jianwen already set himself on fire and died on the day I invaded Yingtian. Why should I kill another monk?"

There was a sound of footsteps on the stairway of the pagoda, accompanied by Noyu's laughter.

"Haha, you are such a Sun Ruowei. I just can't understand what kind of charm you have. Not only did Zhu Yunwen, who killed his uncle in the past and was greedy for life and fear of death, come here, but you also made the decisive Emperor Yongle listen to your advice like this."

The two groups of people on the ninth floor each drew their weapons and moved away after hearing the news with great vigilance.

After a while, Yang Jiao appeared in front of him unhurriedly.

"Zhanhe?" Zhu Di couldn't help but say something.

Yang Jiao turned a deaf ear and looked at Sun Ruowei, but he felt a strange temperament in her. In a word, it was a bit like the halo of the protagonist, so that at a critical moment, he could subdue others according to the firmness of his will. , so now that Zhu Yunwen and Zhu Di have met, the situation has evolved into this situation.

He turned his eyes and spoke indifferently:

"Zhu Yunwen, why do you think these people around you are loyal to you? It is true that they want glory and wealth, but it is also true that they want revenge."

"You want to let it go, have you ever asked them?"

"Then again, it's useless for you to ask. You can't lift with one hand or carry on the shoulders. You are a piece of trash who only survives today because of their protection. Why should you be their master? You are just the cover they need."

"Among these people, there must be some who are tired of living in constant panic. That's why you appear in this pagoda today."

"From the beginning to the end, you are just a tool needed to save the remnants of the disaster. Is it too cheap for you to just enter Buddhism and spend the rest of your life?"

Sun Ruowei stood up and stood in front of Yang Jiao:

"Zhu Zhanhe, are you going to be disobedient and unfilial? Your grandfather intends to ignore Emperor Jianwen's past. What qualifications do you have to speak so loudly? Please note that you are just a commoner now."

Yang Jiao waved his sleeves, and Sun Ruowei seemed to have been slapped hard. His body rolled directly in the air and then fell to the ground.

"All the people who detained Zhu Zhanji are dead. I killed them. What do you think you can do?"

Sun Ruowei's pretty face was red and swollen, and blood was bleeding from the corner of her mouth. She collapsed on the ground and looked at Yang Jiao with extremely hateful eyes:

"Zhu Zhanhe, I didn't expect you to be so cruel and vicious. No wonder you could fall from the dignified prince of the Han Dynasty into the mud and become a commoner who can only be a lonely ghost after death."

Yang Jiao looked cold:

"Do you know why I don't kill you? In addition to liking your hateful eyes, I also want to think about my grandfather as the emperor."

"If I kill you, I'm afraid in his eyes, Zhu Zhanji will fight me to death. Of course, he is more worried that I will kill Zhu Zhanji."

"I just want to save some time and hope that you will be more peaceful in the future. Otherwise, you will die in a corner where no one cares about you without me taking action."

"But I also want to see if the so-called love is gone by time, will there be a drama between you and Zhu Zhanji that will turn each other into enemies."

When he said this, his body flashed and appeared in front of Zhu Yunwen. His followers died on the spot instantly.

"Emperor Taizu Gao worked hard to create an era of peace. How can you still have the nerve to continue living after being tossed around by a loser like you? You also deserve a good death for the blood debt of wantonly killing your own uncle?" Yang Jiao looked at Zhu Yunqi coldly, without concealing the cruelty and coldness in his heart. This indifferent and ruthless look made everyone present shudder.

"Putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha immediately will not work with me. Today, you and your followers will all die, I say so."

After that, Zhu Yunwen's frightened expression was frozen on his face forever, and he died.

"Since the Emperor does not want to incur the sin of killing his nephew, then today it is up to me to bear the sin of killing my relatives. After all, I am just a commoner." Yang Jiao spoke and walked towards the stairs of the pagoda.

"Are you blaming me?" Zhu Di suddenly asked.

"On the contrary, it is precisely because I feel grateful and feel at ease that I come to help the emperor relieve his worries. Otherwise, why would I come here for no reason? I might just want to show off and let you restore my identity. You are shooting yourself in the foot." After Yang Jiao finished speaking, his figure had disappeared from the ninth floor of the pagoda.

Ten days later, Xu Zhai.

Yang Jiao sat leisurely on the recliner he made by himself, while Cheng Shaoshang sat next to him with a depressed expression.

"It's not that the aroma of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley. The peach blossom wine I brew has a strong aroma and a refreshing taste. It is a first-class wine. Why is it that no one comes to buy wine." Cheng Shaoshang looked at Yang Jiao:

"When I brewed it, after I gave you a taste, you said it was comparable to the royal wine in the palace. I thought the business would be prosperous in the future. Unexpectedly, it is so bleak now. If it continues, in about half a month , we will have no rice to cook."

When Yang Jiao heard this, he felt waves in his heart, just because after tasting this peach blossom, it actually made him feel slightly dizzy. But when he asked Cheng Shaoshang, she said that people with normal drinkers would drink it after drinking it. Only one pot can give you the feeling of being drunk.

Suddenly, Cheng Shaoshang interrupted Yang Jiao's thoughts:

"Xu Xian, what do you think we can do to improve business now?"

Yang Jiao’s eyebrows soothed:

"The most important thing is publicity. Once the wine is well known in Yingtian Mansion, business will naturally improve."

Cheng Shaoshang thought for a while and said:

"Could it be that Peach Blossom Drunk is given to others for free, or that it is a bet against others. After drinking three pots of wine, the person who can walk a three-foot-long straight line will not only be free, but also receive ten pots of wine. If the person who comes loses, Just pay for the drinks.”

She seemed to have thought of something and frowned:

"But how can we attract a large number of people at once?"

Yang Jiao stood up:

"You are smart. I just made a guqin yesterday. Let's see if it can attract people to come over?"

Cheng Shaoshang's eyes lit up:

"It doesn't matter, a dead horse is a living doctor. Even if you don't play well, your face is enough. Don't forget the Tofu Xishi not far from our house."

After saying that, he impatiently moved the tables and chairs outside the door.

"Peach Blossom Zui is a bit unrelatable, why not change your name to General Ling?" Yang Jiao suddenly said to Cheng Shaoshang beside him as he sat upright and put his hands on the strings.

"As long as you can attract people and sell the wine, any name will do." Cheng Shaoshang said nonchalantly.

Immediately, Yang Jiao gently stroked the strings, and the sound was as melodious as flowing water, like a clear spring flowing in the forest.

(End of this chapter)