Chapter 0002 Protecting the short father, dying of loyalty...
After sorting it out, Jiang Chen finally understood the whole story and the cause of his predecessor Jiang Chen's death.
"Okay! It seems that my predecessor, Jiang Chen, died unjustly. Just one fart, and he was killed? This king of the Eastern Kingdom is really weird. A ceremony to sacrifice to heaven? Haha, as a person
The son of the Emperor of Heaven has read all over the heavens, but he has never heard that if you take a bath, change clothes, and then burn a few incense sticks, you can get God's blessing. Heaven's way is orderly, and if you have it, you will be helped. If you don't have it, you will be punished by God. Alas, that's it.
, after all, if this tyrannical king kills Jiang Chen, it can be regarded as fulfilling my fortune."
Jiang Chen sighed. He was lying in the coffin with a lot of emotions. He felt sad and unfair towards his predecessor Jiang Chen, but also felt secretly happy that he was reincarnated.
However, he also heard clearly the conversation between the two people just now. One of them was naturally the father of his predecessor, Jiang Chen, or to be precise, his current father.
Seeing his father in this life furious about his son and ready to rebel at any time, Jiang Chen's chest felt warm for no reason. This kind of doting fatherly love made him feel familiar in his previous life.
"Unexpectedly, in my past life and this life, I was lucky enough to have a protective father. As a prince, Jiang Hanhou did not hesitate to rebel in order to avenge the death of his son. He is indeed a bloody man."
Perhaps because of the flesh-and-blood relationship between this body and Jiang Feng, Jiang Chen's first impression of Jiang Feng as his father was that he admired him very much.
At least, this is not a submissive and foolish minister who only knows how to be loyal.
Of course, Jiang Chen would not let things develop in the direction of rebellion.
It is enjoyable for the princes to conquer the king, but from the perspective of the general situation, it is basically a dead end. Not to mention that Jiang Feng is not in his own territory right now.
Even if you are in your own territory, even if you command millions of troops, and use one local prince to fight against the entire kingdom, it will undoubtedly be a moth flying into the flame.
In his previous life, Jiang Chen was the son of the Emperor of Heaven. He had read a lot of classics and understood the principle that "a gentleman takes revenge every ten years." Naturally, he would not let his father in this life do such stupid things.
In his previous life, he was the son of the Emperor of Heaven. That was correct.
But the identity in the previous life is nothing now!
If his father, Jiang Feng, rebelled against him, how could the whole family survive? He, Jiang Chen, finally took over his body and was reincarnated, but he didn't want to burp as soon as he woke up.
Therefore, seeing his father having the urge to leave the royal capital at any time, Jiang Chen couldn't help but say "hmm" and made a sound that made Jiang Feng's whole body turn to stone.
Jiang Feng was indeed petrified. His eyes were fixed on Jiang Chen lying in the coffin, and the anger in his eyes instantly turned into thick fatherly love.
Father's love is like a mountain. Jiang Feng almost rushed over and grabbed Jiang Chen's hand: "Chen'er, you... you're not dead?"
The face was an unfamiliar one, but the feeling of fatherly love was exactly the same in his past and present lives, making Jiang Chen feel extremely familiar.
"Father, I'm hurting you."
At this moment, Jiang Feng was completely immersed in the joy of regaining his beloved son. How could he care about the flood behind him?
"Confusing words! You are my son, Jiang Feng, how can you say that you are involved? Chen'er, everything would be fine if you didn't die! What's wrong with the fart? His Dongfang Lu's daughter has an incurable disease, how can it be useful to sacrifice her to heaven? If she sacrifices
Heaven can cure incurable diseases, so what do doctors need to do?"
"Besides, is his daughter Dongfang Lu's life important? My Jiang Feng's son's life is not? He sacrificed to heaven because of his daughter's illness, and my son accidentally farted, so he wanted to kill him with a stick?"
Jiang Feng did not hide his resentment at all in front of his son. He also addressed the king of the Eastern Kingdom by his first name.
It was obvious that Jiang Hanhou was really angry. Jiang Chen was very sure that if Jiang Chen really died, Jiang Feng would definitely rebel.
This is a man who is willing to poke holes in the sky for his son.
"It's really good to have such a father." Jiang Chen's good impression of this father improved a lot.
"Chen'er, don't be afraid. Now that you wake up, as long as my father is alive, I will never let you suffer any more losses. I will contact the familiar princes and submit a letter together to ask Dongfang Lu to pardon him.
For those ridiculous crimes of yours."
Defiled the altar, ransacked the temple, blasphemed the gods, and destroyed the heaven-sacrifice ceremony!
If these charges are not removed, even if Jiang Chen comes back from the dead, there will definitely be a steady stream of trouble afterwards.
Jiang Chen also knew that if he wanted to hang out in this Eastern Kingdom in the future, he couldn't bear these charges, otherwise he would be in big trouble wherever he went.
"Father, there is no rush to get rid of the charges. Now his Dongfang family is in a rage. After a few days, when he has calmed down a little, it will not be too late to leave. I was beaten by him once, but he can't
If you don’t want the monarch’s shame, why don’t you ask me to be beaten with a cane again?”
Jiang Chen has many ways to deal with this situation.
However, Jiang Chen is not in a hurry, he needs time to adapt to this identity, and he also needs time to become familiar with this physical body.
Jiang Feng was about to say something when suddenly his ears twitched slightly and he whispered: "Chen'er, lie down first, someone is coming."
Jiang Chen was helpless. His resurrection from death was too sudden. It would be huge news for others to see. His father said this, obviously asking him to continue pretending to be dead.
Well, with this coffin as a cover, pretending to be dead is the easiest thing in the world.
"Brother Chen, you died unjustly." The footsteps were still far away, but the cry from his voice was extremely penetrating.
Accompanied by this cry and howl, the thump-dong-dong footsteps continued to roll closer.
It's really rolling.
The person who came here is more suitable to be described as a meatball than a person. This fat man is almost at the same level both horizontally and vertically. His entire figure presents a perfect arc, forming a fleshy ball.
Fatty has always been not ashamed of his weight and figure, but rather proud of it. He once said that among the 108 descendants of the princes, he is not the first in loyalty, nor is he the first in talent, but he is the third in terms of tonnage.
One, no one can take it away.
It is not easy for a person to grow up like this, it is very strange, but his father also gave him an even more strange name, called Xuanxuan - a very feminine name.
Behind the fat man, there were two young men of about the same age, each with a sad look on his face. They were obviously here to pay homage to Jiang Chen.
The fat man took the lead and squeezed to the side of the coffin. Given his size and tonnage, people behind him could hardly get close to him after such a squeeze, so they could only stand at the back.
As the fat man wiped away his tears, he kept taking things out of his arms and throwing them into the copper basin where the paper money was burning.
"Brother Chen, this is your favorite illustrated version of "Meat Futon". I used to keep it for myself and didn't lend it to you. Now that you are gone, my brother and I will no longer have any companions, so what's the point of keeping this thing?
?I’ll burn it for you. You can take a look down there if you have nothing to do. Remember, don’t be stingy like me. Sharing is the way to go.”
"Also, here is a 10,000-tael banknote. Last time, brother, I didn't take care of the lower body and let the small head command the big head. The gun went off and the girl accidentally got pregnant. If my father knew about this,
, you could beat me to death on the spot, but in the end, Brother Chen, you took 10,000 taels to help me settle the matter. I never had time to return the 10,000 taels to you..."
The fat man burst into tears. The more he cried, the more sad he became. After burning the things, he lay down on the ground and kept beating the ground. He felt as sad as he wanted.
Jiang Chen lay in the coffin with peace of mind and said nothing. He also wanted to take the opportunity to observe the performance of these best friends.
There is no doubt that Fatty Xuanxuan is the most stubborn and stubborn one.
"Brother Chen, I don't have the ability. But Dongfang Lu will kill you with his stick. I swear here, in the future, if Fatty and I inherit my father's Jinshan Marquisship, I will never contribute to his Dongfang family for the rest of my life.
One soldier and one horse."
When the fat man said this, he turned back and glared at the few people behind him, and shouted: "Are you guys the best friends of Brother Chen? Do you regard Brother Chen as a brother? If so, come over and swear on Brother Chen's spiritual place!"
Standing behind the fat man, a young man with a tiger-like head and a thick brain shouted: "Fat man, are you the only one with such loyalty? Are the descendants of the Marquis of Huqiu not as good as you?"
With that said, the young man also threw himself in front of the spirit: "Brother Chen, I, Huqiuyue, also swear that if I can succeed Huqiu Marquis in the future, I will never send a single soldier to the Dongfang family for the rest of my life!"
As soon as the two men swore an oath, the young man in brocade clothes who was left standing was at a loss for a moment.
"Yang Zong, do you still think that Brother Chen is your brother?" The fat man got angry when he saw the young man in brocade clothes hesitated.
"Have you forgotten that when you first arrived in the capital, you were bullied by Yan Yiming, the son of Marquis Yanmen? Did Brother Chen help you?"
"Last time you had a mission to cultivate elixirs and didn't finish it. Did Brother Chen give you the extra share to make up for it? Do you know that because Brother Chen gave you a share, his excellent results were ruined?
Rated as passing?"
The fat man became more and more angry as he talked, and almost jumped up and hit the young man in brocade clothes.
Every time Fatty Xuan said something, the memory of Jiang Chen who was lying in the coffin became richer and richer. Gradually, he had completely integrated the people in his memory with the people in front of him.
When Fatty Xuan was getting entangled, the housekeeper of the Hou Mansion came quickly outside the door: "Master Marquis, His Majesty the King has brought some ministers and princes, saying that they are here to offer incense to the young Marquis."
"Offer incense?" Fatty Xuan immediately got angry, "Is this a cat crying over a mouse? If you beat someone to death, you can just put up the incense stick and unwrap it so happily?"
Fatty Xuan can be impulsive. After all, Jiang Feng is a prince and cannot commit crimes. Now that his son is not dead, he is also thinking about how to deal with the aftermath.
No matter what, he must protect his son's life and status. This is Jiang Feng's bottom line.
Jiang Feng knew very well that Dongfang Lu, the king of a country, would not feel any apology for killing the son of a prince. A king of a country would definitely have a heart of stone towards outsiders.
His so-called offering of incense was nothing more than a pretentious performance. On the other level, he was also trying to beat Jiang Feng, not to act rashly.
Obviously, Dongfang Lu is not afraid that Jiang Feng will hate him, or even that Jiang Feng will rebel against him. However, as the king of a country, he does not want this to happen.
After all, civil strife may lead to some turmoil. After all, Jiang Hanhou still has some connections in the entire Eastern Kingdom.