"Prince, how dare I make fun of such a big thing?" Murong Heng said seriously, "The reason why I surrendered to Li Wanjiang was because of the order of the Emperor of the Han Dynasty!"
"Ah?" Xiao Chen was surprised, "Are you serious about this?"
"As evidenced by the late emperor's decree!" Murong Heng took out a flat wooden box from his arms, carefully turned the mechanism on it a few times, and the box popped open with a pop, revealing a secret decree inside.
The secret edict was written by Zhu Chou himself. In addition to his small seal, there was also a bloody fingerprint on it. This was a secret edict and also a blood edict.
It's exactly the same as what Duanmu Nanfeng and Li Tanhua have in their hands.
"Well...what else?" Xiao Chen suddenly asked.
"There is also a fragment of the treasure map, which is in Dan Qiu's hands. I'm afraid that I don't know if it's around, so..." Murong Heng knew what Xiao Chen was asking.
"You carry this secret order with you at all times, so you're not afraid of anyone discovering it?" Xiao Chen nodded, but still had questions.
When you came from the Western Regions, you definitely didn't know that I was the prince. Now that you know that I am the prince, you immediately took out the secret decree, as if you had foresight?
"Prince, this wooden box was made by Gongsun Shenwen, the fourth most skillful craftsman in the world. Although it looks ordinary on the outside, it contains a mechanism that can only be opened with a set password, so even if it falls into the hands of others,
They can't open it either. If they do, the mechanism inside will activate and the secret decree will be destroyed immediately."
"Old Marquis, please get up quickly." Xiao Chen replied with anger and hugged Murong Heng up with his own hands. He laughed and said, "With the help of the old Marquis, I will have no worries from now on!"
"I regard myself as the crown prince. I will be shattered to pieces and devote myself to my life." Murong Heng said.
Duanmu Nanfeng... It should be said that her father Duan Mulin, as well as Li Tanhua and Murong Heng were all selected by Zhu Chou after careful consideration.
First of all, these people must be loyal to the big man, but loyalty alone is not enough, they must also be able to endure humiliation and bear the burden!
For example, the Marquis Duan Pingzhang, who is full of loyal people, isn't he extremely loyal to the big man?
But he is a brave man, decisive and resolute, with a strong character and would rather break than bend.
If you want him to commit himself to the Zhou Dynasty to plan for his future affairs, it is absolutely impossible.
Not only could he not do it himself, but Li Wanjiang would never believe that he would willingly surrender to him.
There is also Mr. Li Chang, Li Hou, who is also majestic and fierce, and has an unyielding temperament that would rather die than surrender. Even if he is asked to submit to Li Wanjiang, he will never be able to do it, even if it is fake.
Murong Heng was different. His city was deep, his strategy was deep, he was able to bend and stretch, and he was able to advance and retreat. He was a person who could be entrusted with such a big thing.
Therefore, it can be said that Zhu Qian was not completely a fool. He was very clever at recognizing people and making good use of them.
I wonder why he misjudged Fu Hanzhong alone?
"Prince, since you already know about the secret edict and treasure map left by the late emperor, you must have found other people who followed the edict?" Murong Heng asked.
"Uh..." Xiao Chen didn't answer, and turned his attention to the old man Zhang who was pouring himself a drink, his face turned red.
"Oh, the prince doesn't know who he is, right?" Murong Heng understood the idea and said hurriedly, "He is Zhang Jiuzhi."
"Zhang Jiuzhi?" Xiao Chen was surprised again when he heard this, "Is it the legendary Zhang Banxian'er?"
Although Xiao Chen didn't know this old Zhangtou, he had heard of Zhang Jiuzhi for a long time!
Some people say that he is the original ancestor Chen Tuan among the Eight Immortals, some say that he is the original ancestor Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain, and some say that he is the descendant of Lu Xianzu... In short, no matter who he is, he must be an immortal.
At least half-immortal.
It is said that he has lived for more than 180 years. As the saying goes, he is a thief if he is too old to die!
This thief is not derogatory, but means that he has the means to steal heaven and earth.
If he hadn't stolen Tianshou, how could he have lived so long?
But this was all mentioned in gossip after dinner. They were told as if they were telling stories, and they were never taken seriously.
I really didn’t expect that there was such a person?
Is it true or false?
"You are so rude to my grandpa. You are not a half-immortal. Your grandpa is clearly a god!" Zhang Jiuzhi must have drunk too much. As soon as he spoke, he sprayed saliva all over Xiao Chen's face.
"Tsk, people still say that I am a god who descended to earth..." Xiao Chen expressed disbelief, "What kind of god do you think you are? What evidence do you have?"
"Prince, Zhang Jiuzhi is really a god. This old man..." Murong Heng winked at Xiao Chen, indicating that he must not be rude to this person.
Xiao Chen pretended not to see it.
"I've lived for more than a hundred years and I'm still not a god?" Zhang Jiuzhi bared his teeth at Xiao Chen, "Just look at my teeth!"
There is nothing magical about a mouth full of uneven yellow teeth.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Jiuzhi asked and answered himself. He suddenly punched his teeth hard, causing his mouth to be filled with blood. He spat out all the remaining big teeth with a pop.
This guy is not a god, this is a wine wizard. Is he crazy about drinking? Isn’t that right?
"Grow! Grow? Grow..." He curled his lips and shouted "long" several times in a slurred manner, as if he was casting a spell to make his teeth grow back.
But apart from spurting out streams of blood foam, no new teeth could be seen growing out.
"Oh, it's broken!" He suddenly slapped his head and muttered with a sad face, "I have lost all my teeth, and I can't recite the spell clearly. What should I do?"
Xiao Chen quietly watched him show off.
"Grandma Te's teeth are gone. How can she eat raw meat in the future? It's all your fault, you brat... Ugh!" Zhang Jiuzhi burped and muttered indistinctly, "What the hell?"
You come to see Grandpa, and he comes to see Grandpa, both alive and dead, so that your Grandpa and I can't stop day and night! They are not good things."
"Do you think I want to care about your nonsense? Who is the emperor who has nothing to do with your grandfather and me? What the hell, Zhu Qian, what Li Wanjiang, they are all bastards, don't worry about them.
None! I see this little bastard doesn’t take it seriously..."
"Hey, if you have something to say, just say it and don't curse!" Xiao Chen expected that the little bastard he was talking about was probably him.
"Scolding you? Grandpa, I'm going to beat you again!" Zhang Jiuzhi stood up and took off his shoes, preparing to beat you.
But he stumbled, fell to the ground, and immediately fell asleep.
"Prince, let's go, don't disturb his old man." Murong Heng took off his brocade robe, gently covered Zhang Jiuzhi, and pulled Xiao Chen out of the pavilion.
Isn’t it really necessary to kill people and silence them?
Murong Heng said that he is really a god. This old minister can vouch for you, the prince, but I can't tell you too clearly, otherwise it will reveal the secret. That is not stubborn.
You will naturally know in the future...
Xiao Chen was half-convinced, always feeling that this old man was a lunatic, or that he was just pretending to be a ghost.
There are so many liars in the world who are trying to deceive others.
Maybe Murong Heng's so-called secret was just a trick performed by this old liar.
Gods should look like gods.
You are so crazy, do you think you are a storyteller? This chapter has been completed!