Chapter 1002 1002: Abuse, rudeness, loss, loss of child (Part 2)
After all, the eldest son has been the crown prince for five years. Even though his position is not very stable, he still has the calm aura of a superior person. At this moment, the look of him coming to kill with a sword has completely swept away his previous cowardice, and he looks a bit Wu Wu.
The charm of Xian's youth.
Facing Wu Xian's stern questioning, the eldest son's face showed no emotion, but a few rays of disappointment appeared in his eyes, and the next breath turned into mockery. He raised his free hand, and the palm of his hand was covered with half-dried blood.
Look carefully and there are hair strands.
From this we can deduce whose hair this hand had grabbed not long ago.
Or maybe——
Wu Xian's eyes fell on the bloody sword.
I added silently in my mind.
Whose head did this scoundrel capture?
Suddenly, Wu Xian felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.
The eldest son threw the sharp sword at his feet, and everyone was disappointed: "Patricide? Father, do you think that your son came here to kill his father? I really want to cut open your heart with my own hands, peel off the flesh and see the heart inside
, to what extent is it biased!”
He had been holding this question in his mind for many years.
In the past, I was afraid of my father's power. Due to my cowardly temperament, I could only keep this question in my heart. Sometimes I would dream about being wronged in the middle of the night and I would cry on my pillow until my head was wet with tears. My biological father didn't like me and my biological mother didn't love me. These two people hated me so much.
, why did you have to give birth to him back then? He was just born, so why did you force him to a height beyond his control and give him too high expectations?
Just carrying these things made him emotionally depressed to the point of collapse.
In fact, before his younger brother rose to prominence, his life was not so difficult. His father was also kind, serious and gentle. He would personally hold his young hand and teach him how to bend a bow and arrow, even if his archery skills were poor and his progress was slow.
Not only did his father not say harsh words, he comforted him. The future leader of the Wu family would only need to know how to recognize and employ people. In the future, there will naturally be people who are good at shooting enemies or prey for him, people who are good at planning for him, and people who are good at chess.
Overall, he just needs to learn how to use people.
His identity as Wu Xian's son is his greatest confidence.
The young child's anxiety was calmed down one by one by these remarks.
Until the second brother picked up a bow and arrow and hit the target for the first time, and hit the bull's-eye for the second time. His outstanding talent gradually attracted his father's attention. At first, his father would hold their brother's hand and patiently tell him what to do.
I took care of my younger brother and turned around to tell him to respect his elder brother. At that time, my younger brother's fair and round little face was full of seriousness and admiration, and he nodded heavily and wrote it down.
[A son will be his brother’s forever right-hand man.]
Wu Xian laughed heartily at his youngest son's simple and pure answer. In a moment of excitement, he picked up his second son when he exclaimed and put him on his shoulders. The second son subconsciously held Wu Xian's head to sit still.
Wu Xian said happily: [Okay, okay, brothers, friends, and brothers are the way to prosper a family and a clan. As a father, I will clear all obstacles for your brothers and prosper the Wu family!]
The eldest son pursed his lips shyly and looked up at his younger brother who was so tall. Envy almost filled his heart. He also wanted to be held by his father and sit on his shoulders - his father's shoulders were so broad and heavy that he didn't know what sitting on was.
How does it feel? The scenery he sees while sitting up there is different from usual. He opened his mouth, but his father was already carrying his second brother and striding forward, so he could only follow in a hurry.
This wish was never expressed in the end.
Children are the most emotionally sensitive.
Even though his talent was mediocre, he gradually felt that the eyes that originally fell on him gradually fell on his second brother.
The eldest son warned himself not to be jealous of his brothers.
As an older brother, you should set a good example for your younger siblings.
He has always been so forbearing and restrained, but he also envied his second brother.
I envy the second brother for his open-minded and bohemian temperament, the second brother for being able to get along with others no matter how high or low he is, the second brother for being able to do chivalry without any scruples... Outsiders say that the second young master inherits his father's style, and even his father's closest confidants
Think so.
As the second brother grew up, his light became brighter and brighter.
My father likes me, my mother loves me, and my close friends and followers favor me.
He was so overwhelmed by this light that he couldn't lift his head. No one could see his efforts, embarrassment and bitterness. They would only shake their heads in disappointment, or show him pity and prick him with holes.
The eldest son pointed at Wu Xian's nose with a bloody finger.
The smell of blood rushed into Wu Xian's nose.
He frowned in disgust: "You think so?"
The eldest son was greatly stimulated by these four words. His breath was thick and his facial features were twisted and twitched as his emotions changed.
"You actually ask me, do I think so?" The eldest son's voice was trembling, his cheek muscles twitched uncontrollably, and his eyes were scarlet red, "It's not that I think that, it's that you do this! I would even think that this
It would be nice if there was no second brother in the world!"
"If I didn't have such an outstanding second brother..."
"...My son, maybe I won't be so embarrassed."
"...Or maybe I was born not the eldest son, but the second son. Your eldest son is your second brother and the one you are most satisfied with. Wouldn't you treat me like this?" The eldest son said in the empty and cold room.
In the inner hall, he freely expressed his inner feelings that had been buried for many years, as if the volcano that had been suppressed for many years finally found the eruption outlet. He roared at the top of his lungs and asked, "Wu Zhaode! I have really had enough over the years! Enough! I'm so damn tired.
Enough! Do you consider me your son?"
"Do you think of me as a human being?"
He faced himself with the palms of his hands.
"I'm human!"
"I am a human being! I am a human being! I am a human being!"
"I'm not your dog!"
"When you call them, they come, and when you wave them, they go?"
"Am I so mean in your eyes?"
"Hahahaha, but except for my second brother, which son or daughter is not your dog? You are partial! How far are you partial! Wu Zhaode, you are so dissatisfied with me, why don't you kill me? Why don't you kill me?
Why! Obviously you have killed a few of your own brothers, but you have suppressed the rest for so many years! You pretend to be the father of your ancestors!"
"Brothers and brothers, do you have the nerve to say this?"
"Why did my grandfather give you such a wonderful name? Xian De, hahahaha, but your surname is Wu! Wu Xian, Wuxian, Wuzhaode, this name - it's really amazing!" The eldest son laughed.
The voice was sharp and tears came out.
As he spoke, he clapped with all his strength.
The slaps and claps seemed to fall on Wu Xian's face, smoothly turning his face from green to red, and then from red to black.
It was true that no one used his name to make fun of him, but without exception, Wu Xian retaliated against him. Since then, he has become a prosperous person, and these words never dare to reach his ears again. Now when he hears them again, it is from his son, and he is so angry that his chest feels tight.
It hurt, and I almost vomited a mouthful of blood. I gritted my teeth and warned: "You have lost your mind!"
The eldest son's maniacal laughter suddenly stopped.
The clapping movement also stopped.
The side hall instantly fell into silence, and you could hear a needle drop.
Wu Xian looked directly into his eldest son's scarlet eyes. The father and son looked at each other stubbornly, neither of them willing to give in. Until the eldest son grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and his smile looked scary. But what was even more scary was yet to come. He raised his hand
Pick up the bloody palm.
He smiled and asked, "Father, do you know whose blood this is?"
Wu Xian's heart skipped a beat: "Whose?"
He smiled brightly: "Don't panic, Erchen guessed, you must be guessing that this blood belongs to the second brother now, right? No, Erchen has been taught since he was a child that elder brothers are like father, brothers and friends are respectful to each other, how could Erchen do this?
Disobey your father and kill your own brothers?"
Wu Xian breathed a sigh of relief first.
Previously, both sons were forced into the womb at the same time.
In other words, one is forced into the palace, and the other is "the diligent king comes to the rescue".
Wu Xian received the news one step ahead of time.
He was shocked and angry. He didn't expect these two little brats to have such thoughts and do such an animal behavior of ignoring their father! Wu Xian can be the leader of Gao Kingdom, so naturally he can't be overthrown by two brats. It's just that God's calculations are not as good as those of man.
, Wu Xian still got the idea.
However, he was released after being placed under house arrest for two days.
Wu Xian was not in a hurry, he wanted to take this opportunity to clear away the hidden dangers in the court. Look at the usually respectful officials, how many of them secretly have evil thoughts that they shouldn't have, and they are both obedient and secret!
In the end, Wu Xian only waited for his eldest son.
He asked calmly: "Whose blood is that?"
The eldest son looked down at his palms and spat out an answer that sent chills down his spine: "This blood belongs to your first wife, my good mother. She wants to kill me with her own hands for the sake of my second brother!"
With the sound of tearing silk, the eldest son tore open his clothes and exposed his chest. There was a bleeding wound below his heart. The wound was not deep, but very long. The eldest son was so excited that the wound burst open, and fresh blood continued to flow out.
.
"Look, she stabbed it here."
"...But I am also her son!" The eldest son covered his face with his hands and cried bitterly, his shoulders trembling, and he said with grievance, "I am also a piece of flesh that fell from her body during her ten-month pregnancy! How can you presume that I am like this! Wu Zhaode, I am
My mother is dead! I have no mother!"
This woman who has hated him for many years bluntly told him to die!
Not only did he say that, he actually killed him!
He felt like he really died from this sword!
But when he came back to his senses, it was her who was pierced through the heart by the sword. There was still a look of disbelief on her face. She lowered her head and glanced at the sword blade on her chest. She didn't even have the strength to say her last words, and she died.
, died in the arms of the second brother. The second brother held her body and cried bitterly, roaring and venting, like a little beast that had lost a close relative. His eyes were scarlet, and he looked at him fiercely, spitting blood.
【You killed her!】
【You killed her!】
Two roars made the eldest son wake up instantly, as if he had awakened from a long chaotic nightmare, but he was too slow at the moment to feel the suffocating grief and despair in the nightmare. He said softly: "Wasn't she accidentally killed by you?"
Good second brother?]
The eldest son grabbed the other person's collar and lifted him up.
Close to your ear, it sounds like an evil ghost is whispering.
[...Killing your own mother is an unforgivable crime! Second brother, is it possible for you to join the throne? What you did will be widely publicized to the brotherhood, and your reputation will be ruined! However, you don’t have to be afraid. An elder brother is like a father.
, for the sake of the brotherhood, treat you well! Arrange a yard for you, and keep your wives, concubines, and children in it. Make a lottery box and put thousands of lottery tickets, but only one has "die" written on it. The time is fixed every day.
Draw one, and as long as you don’t win the lottery, my brother will hold your family in his hands for the rest of his life, protecting you from wind and rain.】
【As long as I live for my brother for one day, I will protect you for one day.】
[Second brother, what do you think of this arrangement? 】
Without waiting for the second brother to answer, he smiled and curled his eyebrows: [There is a story by Thief Xing Yanling, which is about the Yang family of Nanwu. The second brother is very knowledgeable. I wonder if you have heard of this family? 】
The second brother's heart was boiling with anger. He looked at the stranger in front of him in disbelief. The familiar honest and kind temperament was gone, replaced by a chilling viciousness, which was more disgusting than the mud of the smelly ditch: [But success is a failure.
Kou, are you so heartless?】
He knew that there was a high probability that he would not survive.
But I didn't expect that the elder brother would rush to kill them all.
The eldest son did not lie to Wu Xian. He indeed did not kill the second brother. He just watched the second brother kill himself with a sword in front of him, and the blood wet the hem of his clothes. He looked at the two corpses - the second brother curled up in the arms of the female corpse -
Tears rolled down his face, and he dropped his sword and held his head.
[Pull them apart——]
【Why, pull them away!】
He ran out of the dungeon as if he was running away and went straight to Wu Xian's side hall.
On the way, he was pulled by his confidant, who looked solemn.
The roots of his teeth seemed to be chattering: [Your Highness——]
He stopped him and said: [You can’t go!]
The eldest son was silent, raised his eyelids, and stared at the other party for a long time, but the other party still had no intention of letting go. The counselor said: [Your Highness, the minister just came and found the patrol in the court...]
The eldest son calmly asked: "Is there a problem?"
The counselor was stunned: [Since His Highness knows——]
It’s even more inappropriate to act in a hurry!
Before the other party notices the gap they have discovered, they can leave the royal capital, go to the crown prince's fief, gather troops and horses to protect themselves, and counterattack the royal capital. If it is too late, everything will be over!
The eldest son showed a peaceful smile.
The smile was bitter: [I don’t know. You also know how incompetent and mediocre I am, but I know that if my father can reach this point, it’s not surprising that he has any backup plans. You must have discovered it if you came out to stop me.
Question. You can escape by yourself...]
The counselor held his wrist tightly: [Your Highness!]
The eldest son said again: [Gu Ye knows there is someone behind you.]
The counselor's expression remained unchanged, but his breathing almost stopped.
The eldest son is depressed: [It’s not that you have any flaws, Gu has never known it, but Gu asks himself, how can a person like Gu, who has no future and is so incompetent and cowardly, retain his husband? Gu thought about it, but he couldn’t think of an answer, and he couldn’t find any bright spots.
.Why do you want to follow such a lord who everyone thinks is unlucky? Sir, except there is someone behind you... I can’t think of a second answer.]
His tone was helpless, innocent and pitiful, and his whole body was about to break.
The counselor finally loosened his sleeves.
Sighing: [Your Highness, the sinner never thought of harming your life. 】
The eldest son’s smile was uglier than crying: [I know that every decision my husband has made over the years has not harmed me. If it weren’t for my husband’s protection, I would have been unable to stop those open and covert attacks. ]
The counselor in front of him is more like a gentle father than Wu Xian.
Give him a little warmth.
However, no matter how good things are, they are always mixed with betrayal and calculation.
The eldest son said: [Sir, please leave as soon as possible...]
The counselor lowered his voice: [You will never come back once you leave!]
The eldest son looked a little dazed.
Then, he lowered his eyes and smiled bitterly: [No, sir, you said it wrong. 】
The words fell and no more words were said.
Since all his hard work in this life has failed to get the people he values to take a step closer to him, then he will let everyone come to him!
Just because he doesn't clean up his advisers doesn't mean he doesn't mind betrayal.
Since Wu Xian planned to take advantage of the situation in Bei Mo and Kang State before taking action, and use thunderous means to clean up the mess, as a son, how could he not cooperate? He began to look forward to it now. When his father learned about the border situation, his face could be twisted to pieces.
What kind of.
It's a pity that I can't see it.
[Born like an ant, he also has the will to resist!]
The eldest son looked at the closed door of the side hall and sighed in his heart. He took a deep breath and kicked the door open.
Carrying the bloody sword, he stepped into the palace.
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Alas, the most incomprehensible thing is that my mother makes rice cakes as soon as the Chinese New Year comes. She buys tens or hundreds of kilograms of rice to make rice cakes, then soaks them in water and leaves them for a long time until the spring and summer smells pleasant, and they have to be eaten bitterly...
…and then continue the next year.
This year’s rice cakes will start again.
I couldn't bear it anymore, so I bought a vacuum-sealed bag, hoping that I wouldn't have to eat rice cakes that had been soaked in water for several months this year...
PS: The fate of the Yang family in Nanwu was really miserable...