I really became a king.

Chapter 34: A true man establishes his people first.
For the whole night, Jiang Yi sat quietly in the Jingqi Hall, without moving, until dawn, all alone.

With a creaky sound, the door of the Jingqi Hall was pushed open and Fulong walked in.

"Your Majesty, it's dawn."

"Uncle Fu, if you were in my position, what would you do?" Jiang Yi asked.

Fulong first silently refilled the hot tea, then replied: "I will tell the prince about my past."

Jiang Yi turned his gaze towards the other party. In fact, he knew very little about this mysterious old man. He only relied on his memories from his previous life and used a magic pill to cure eunuchs to cure the other party's great-grandson Fuquan, in exchange for the other party's absolute loyalty.

"I was born into a small family. I have been gifted since childhood, but unfortunately I was ostracized in the clan due to my humble background..." After walking over and closing the door of the Hunqi Hall again, Fulong slowly began to tell the story as he walked back.

"I felt resentful, so I ran away from home one rainy night. Later, I got married and had children. Now I have many children and grandchildren. My eldest grandson is married..." As if he was thinking of the scene of that happy day, a smile appeared on his dry face.

"My eldest granddaughter-in-law had just become pregnant at that time, and I got the news that my family had been wiped out by my enemies, and that they had already tracked me down and were on their way."

"My only thought was to escape. My entire family was wiped out. I would definitely not be able to resist with my own strength."

"For nearly a year afterwards, I led dozens of people in my family to flee, and the number of people became fewer and fewer... fewer and fewer..."

"While fleeing, I actually killed all the people chasing us. But out of the dozens of people in my family, only I and my infant Fuquan were left - a eunuch..."

"Then I castrated myself, just to keep Fuquan company. I couldn't let him feel that I was too special."

"It was at that time that I regretted it..."

From beginning to end, Fulong's tone was very calm, as if he was talking about someone else.

"Your Majesty, do you know what I regret?"

Seeing Jiang Yi shaking his head, Fulong smiled and said, "I shouldn't have chosen to run away from home in the first place. Although I was ostracized in the clan, most of the clan members were quite friendly to me. Moreover, with my talent and intelligence, they couldn't suppress me. In the end, this family would still be under the control of me."

"But I chose to escape. Later, I set up my own business and also chose to escape. If I hadn't escaped at that time, with the connections of this old slave, I could have called on friends and perhaps the result would have been different."

"But it's too late now. I abandoned my people and my family. That's why I was punished by heaven, and it just fell on Fuquan..."

"If I had to do it again, I would never choose to escape. After all, if I escape this time, there will be another time, unless I keep running away..."

Jiang Yi sat there in silence. Fu Long smiled and said, "I have finished my story. No matter what choice the prince makes, I will follow him."

After saying that, he bowed and walked out with his hands folded. Jiang Yi was left alone in the Jingqi Hall again.

Jiang Yi originally intended to escape. He had a magical disguise mask, which allowed him to find an opportunity to disguise himself as Xiao Yizi and escape from the imperial capital, or even Dali.

It doesn't matter if you can't become a prince. With a refined holy body and top-notch martial arts classics, there will always be a place for you in this world. Even those secluded sects are an option.

But what about the others? He could escape, but the others couldn't. From the moment the Queen issued the decree, the entire Prince Duan's Mansion was probably under surveillance.

Once the Longmen Tournament is announced, it cannot be cancelled. This is the ancestral rule. Even the Emperor of Dali cannot change it because it has been stamped with the Emperor's seal.

If he ran away, other descendants of Prince Duan would take his place, and the entire Prince Duan's Mansion would still not be able to escape the disaster of being exterminated.

If they lose the Longmen Tournament, Prince Duan’s Mansion will probably be in a worse situation than in the previous life. After all, Jiang Zhongbao was still there to support them in the previous life.

A picture emerged in Jiang Yi's mind, the despair and helplessness of the six- or seven-year-old Lao Qi standing on the ring...

There were also faces, the otherworldly Mo Li, the naive Xiang Ling, Xiao Yang Jiao, and the women of Prince Duan's Mansion. What kind of tragic fate would they face? Besides, he had promised Mu Xiruo that he would take good care of Prince Duan's Mansion, and he didn't want to break his promise!

Although it was just a fleeting romance, Jiang Yi didn't want her to look down on him.

"A man's words are worth a thousand gold. A true man must establish himself in the world by establishing others first!"

"I, Jiang Yi, will take on this Dragon Gate Challenge!"

Jiang Yi walked outside. Outside the Jingqi Hall, a group of people had already gathered, including men and women, old and young.

Seeing Jiang Yi coming out, the originally noisy scene immediately became quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on the figure under the green flat ground.

"Duolo!" Jiang Yi didn't give anyone a chance to speak.

"I'm here, old slave." Duo Luo with a purple face stepped out and said.

"Pass the order down. Anyone in the palace who dares to discuss the Dragon Gate Challenge will be killed!"

"Except for my eldest brother who is in charge of the Bull Fighting Army, all family members are not allowed to go out. Anyone who goes out will be stripped of their birthright and thrown into prison!"

"Yes!" Duo Luo's face darkened and he took the order and retreated.

"Lu Fan!" Jiang Yi spoke again.

"The slave is here."

"Prepare the pen, ink, paper and inkstone!"

After saying that, Jiang Yi turned around and went back to Jingqi Hall. The crowd gathered outside the door instantly felt more at ease, and the panic on their faces faded a lot.

"Okay, it's okay, everyone go away." Jiang Zhongchi waved his hand to disperse the crowd, muttering softly: "You son of a bitch, Prince Zhong!" This scared Lao Wu who was following him.

"Haha, let's go. Since we can't leave the house, let's go have a drink and don't cause trouble for our sixth brother here." After saying that, he pulled his brothers and walked back.

Jiang Yi sat at the desk, spreading out the rice paper, feeling upset. He felt sorry for Prince Duan and the crisis facing Prince Duan's mansion. He wanted to write a letter to the Emperor of Dali. After pondering for a while, he wrote:
Grandfather, I, your grandson, Zhong Bao, bow to you:
My father, Prince Duan Jiang Lie, abandoned his family and stayed alone in the northern border. From the day he went north, he worked very hard, fearing that he would fail the emperor's grace, and he looked south for five years without returning home.

Now I have been attacked by a villain and am lying in bed in the northern border, with no way of knowing whether I will live or die. As a son, I am heartbroken that I cannot serve you by your bedside...

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My father guarded the border, kept the foreign tribes out of the northern border, and led the foreign ministers to the south to pay homage... He made great contributions to the country...

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But now an imperial decree has been issued to establish Longmen, and the entire Duan Palace is hanging by the sword. This is actually an act of extermination. What crime has the Duan Palace committed?
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The pain in my heart is beyond words. I feel sad for my father and for the palace!

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Now that the Dragon Gate has been established, my grandson has no other request. However, I am filled with anger and write this letter with tears and blood: Please establish the Dragon Gate Life and Death Statement!

After Longmen, even if all the seven sons of Prince Duan were dead and the whole house was filled with mourning banners, even in the underworld, they would still kowtow and pay homage...

(End of this chapter)