A prince from the previous dynasty was worth as much as 2,500,000 to 80,000 yuan. Of course Wu Yuan would not coddle him.
But it should be said that Wu Yuan really did not expect that the legendary Great Elder of the Guiyuan Sect would have such an identity.
Although I had previously guessed that the great elder was probably from the royal family of the previous dynasty, I only thought that it was most likely that he was not a very high-status person.
Because Emperor Dawu at that time could not let the core members live in this world.
Murong Haitang's eyes were also shocked and confused. She clearly remembered that Murong Qinghai, the prince of the East Palace, was burned alive in her palace.
The age difference between the two people is quite big, more than 20 years apart.
After all, Murong Haitang is the youngest princess in the Murong royal family.
Although Murong Qinghai was not the eldest prince, because of his outstanding abilities, he was still able to overcome all opinions and firmly control the position of prince.
This was Murong Haitang's deepest impression of Murong Qinghai. Murong Haitang no longer remembers other things because she was too young at the time.
But no matter what, this is not only the former prince, but also her brother.
But now Murong Haitang wants to know even more why Murong Qinghai is still alive.
On the opposite side, Murong Qinghai responded angrily to Wu Yuan's ridicule, "That's right, I am indeed no longer the prince, and it's not because you Da Wu took away everything that originally belonged to my Murong family."
"But after decades, it's time for you Dawu to give back everything you took away."
After hearing Murong Qinghai's words, Wu Yuan pointed directly at the old man Zhuri.
"Don't look for me about this, just look for him. I didn't take anything from you."
Wu Yuan's words sounded a bit cowardly, but the old man Zhuri cursed in his heart. But he could see that Wu Yuan was not afraid of Murong Qinghai, but wanted to divert trouble to the east.
The old man Zhuri hurriedly said: "There's no point in looking for me. I can't decide the conflict between the Dawu royal family and the Murong family."
Wu Yuan said cheerfully: "Of course you can't make the decision, but my father can. Why are you still hanging around? Why don't you go find my father quickly?"
Wu Yuan did the math and found that Murong Qinghai was probably only a little younger than Emperor Wu, but not too much younger.
The old man Zhuri didn't seem to want to face Murong Qinghai either, so after Wu Yuan finished speaking, he also said: "There is no such thing as the former prince now, there is just an elder who doesn't know the heights of the world. He can't see whoever he wants.
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The words of the old man Zhuri were also filled with ridicule.
Murong Qinghai suddenly broke out, "Shut up, who do you think you are? Who are you who don't know the heights of heaven and earth? I will let you know your identity later."
The old man Zhuri was a little speechless. He only said a few words and this person yelled at him. Why didn't he yell at Wu Yuan?
But it is completely redundant to argue with this person.
The old man Zhuri simply stopped talking. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. So tonight is not a historical node.
Everything that is going to happen tonight can be said to be the result of premeditation by both parties.
It seemed that he and Emperor Wu were jointly planning the plan, but why didn't the great elder hold back for decades and wait for today?
Therefore, even the old man Zhuri did not dare to underestimate this great elder, or call him Murong Qinghai.
However, the old man Zhuri didn't want to say more, but Murong Qinghai, because he had endured it for decades, was finally able to openly express his feelings, but he was unwilling to let it go.
He continued to vent his resentment towards the old man Zhuri.
Wu Yuan felt his ears hurt after listening to it for a while. It was nothing more than the unwillingness and hatred of a loser.
Compared with these, Wu Yuan wanted to know more about this person.
So taking this opportunity, Wu Yuan turned around and asked Murong Haitang: "Haitang, is he really Murong Qinghai? Can you think carefully about what is special about this person?"
After hearing Wu Yuan's question, Murong Haitang also looked apologetic.
"Actually, I don't know much. I don't remember clearly what happened at that time. Many of them were things I found out later."
As a former member of the Murong royal family, whether it was out of curiosity or wanting to find the whereabouts of her relatives, Murong Haitang would do what a normal person would do when she inquired about the Murong family.
Wu Yuan nodded and asked Murong Haitang to tell him everything he knew.
Murong Haitang naturally would not refuse, so he started to talk with some complicated emotions.
"Actually, I don't know if this is Murong Qinghai, because from my memory and what I found out later, Murong Qinghai should be dead."
"And the situation at that time was that more than a dozen princes were uniformly sent to the East Palace. They and Murong Qinghai were locked up in the main hall of the East Palace. A raging fire shot into the sky. In the end, almost the entire East Palace was burned down. More than a dozen
A prince, many maids and eunuchs perished in the flames."
"When the fire burned out, we conducted a careful investigation in order to leave no one alive, so I think there is a high probability that this person is lying."
Upon hearing this, Wu Yuan interrupted Murong Haitang's words.
"There are no absolutes in anything. Even you can survive. Maybe there were many masters in the Murong family who wanted to keep the fire for the Murong royal family at that time. Then the most outstanding prince Murong Qinghai is undoubtedly the key target of protection. It is not impossible that someone
He risked his life to rescue Murong Qinghai."
Wu Yuan had an attitude of preferring to believe what he had, and was more willing to think about the worst case scenario first.
It's better to go all out this way.
When Murong Haitang heard what Wu Yuan said, he nodded, "It is indeed possible."
Then Murong Haitang said again: "If he is really Murong Qinghai, then we may really have to be careful."
"Because this former prince was only the sixth among the brothers, but such a sixth prince successfully occupied the position of prince, and no one in the government or the public even opposed it."
"Not only because of his outstanding personal talents, but also because of his ruthless methods."
"Anyone who opposes him will die!"
After saying this, Murong Haitang's face became a little solemn. Among the news he later inquired about, the most common sentence he heard was that if the prince Murong Qinghai could ascend to the throne first, the Murong royal family would never be destroyed like this.
In the hands of Dawu.
It can be seen how high the prestige of Murong Qinghai was. Even from this point of view, Murong Qinghai was as good as Wu Yuan.
The two princes, as if they were destined enemies, finally met on this day.
Murong Haitang also expressed his worries to Wu Yuan, but after hearing this, Wu Yuan said with disdain: "He is still far away."