South of Dongdu City, within a radius of ten miles, there are roads no more than one foot wide, arranged horizontally and vertically, without any rules.
The road is on uneven ground, half gravel and half slate. Domestic water flows in the middle of the road. After it is blocked halfway, it becomes a smelly ditch.
On both sides of the road, poor people in ragged clothes lived in rows of dilapidated houses that were no more than two people tall.
This is the largest slum in Dongdu. More than 300,000 poor people with no clothes or food to eat gather here. People die every day due to the poor living environment. Others have no money after getting sick.
Treatment, enduring the torture of the disease every day.
Xiao Ningzi's father lived in a broken house on one of the streets.
Along the way, Sun Ning saw that all the children were sallow and thin, and all the old people were skinny. Their bones all had obvious protrusions, as if they would break with just a slight pull.
What he saw was shocking, and he felt a strong sense of compassion in his heart.
Looking at the broken door that could not block the wind and frost at all, when Sun Ning was sure that there was still no big difference from Xiao Ningzi's four-year-old impression, he knocked on the door and asked: "Is anyone here?"
No one answered.
Sun Ning pushed the door open and walked in. A strong musty smell immediately hit his nostrils.
This house was like a garbage dump, with rags and rags everywhere. Many things were moldy, smelly, and even infested with insects. No one had cleaned it for who knows how long.
The only thing in the whole room that was still intact was probably the crooked and broken bed.
A middle-aged man, who was as thin as a match stick, with a black face, and who was probably poisoned, was lying on the bed. His eyes were motionless, and everything he saw seemed to be nothingness, and he really looked like a dead man.
If it weren't for the thick phlegm in his chest that couldn't be cleared away while he breathed, one would really suspect that he was dead.
Sun Ning frowned slightly. The smell in the room not only hit his nose, but also hurt his eyes. I really don't know how this person survived.
But after some identification, he recognized him. This was Xiao Ningzi's father.
"Father...Dear, Father!" Sun Ning walked over and called: "Father, how are you?"
He and Xiao Ningzi are no longer the same person. But in front of this kind of thing, they have to be the same person to be considered as human beings.
Just when he called out the word father, Ning's father, who was lying on the bed as if he was dead, suddenly showed an excited look on his face. He grabbed his hand and looked him up and down: "Ning...
...er? Are you Ning'er?"
"It's me! How are you?"
"No! No! You are not my Ning'er! You were sent by Gui Xinlan, right?" Father Ning's whole body trembled, his hands holding Sun Ning's arms trembled violently, and he shouted incoherently: "No! Although we
We haven’t seen each other for ten years, but I can still see it between my eyebrows!”
Sun Ning couldn't help but be surprised, how could Ning's father know Gui Xinlan's name?
Now that he is practicing martial arts, his eyesight has improved greatly. Naturally, he can see that Ning's father is dying, and now he is just recovering. He will die in less than a day at most.
"I still don't believe it! I don't believe you are Ning'er!" Ning's father screamed: "Let me ask you, who were you with before you were four years old?"
Sun Ning knew that he was verifying his identity, and felt even more strange. But he still recalled it in Xiao Ningzi's memory, and said after a while: "With you, I have always been with you, and I have never seen anyone else!"
"What did you call me then?"
"I call you Uncle Lan, but if you don't let me call you father, you let me call you Uncle Lan!"
"Tell me, why did you enter the palace?"
"One day... a man found us and seemed to want to kill me. I don't know the specific process. In the end, I was taken to the palace..."
"Yes, yes! Let me ask you finally, what was that sentence I told you when you entered the palace?"
"Live... you must live. No matter how difficult it is, you must live!"
After saying this, Father Ning started to tremble again. Suddenly, he got the strength from nowhere, climbed up from the bed, kowtowed heavily, and shouted with tears: "Old slave Xu Canglan
, the former leader of the Peony Palace, a second-grade eunuch, pays homage to the tenth prince!"
"What?"
Sun Ning's eyes widened in surprise, and he said in surprise: "Tenth Prince? Are you confused?"
After a long talk, Sun Ning roughly understood...
More than ten years ago, a severely injured and dying saint landed in the Peony Palace for unknown reasons.
The owner of the Peony Palace and Emperor Wei's favorite concubine, Ming Fei, not only did not become greedy, but also took him in.
The saint was so moved that before his death he gave a ray of holy light to Concubine Ming, who was pregnant with the fetus.
This baby is the tenth prince, also known as Xiao Ningzi.
Concubine Ming asked her brother Sun Guojiu to take the saint's body out of the palace and find a place to bury it properly.
This matter was discovered by the queen and prince who regarded Concubine Ming as a thorn in their side.
After a careful planning, Uncle Sun Guo was killed and Concubine Ming was tortured to death.
Xiao Ningzi was carried out of the palace by Xu Canglan.
Later, he was found by Gui Xinlan, who pressed him to find out the whereabouts of the saint's body, but to no avail. Xiao Ningzi was brought into the palace and became a eunuch again...
Sun Ning was not very interested in these old things.
But what shocked him was the saint who died in the Peony Palace and was sent out, and his body.
Saint represents a supreme martial arts realm and a supreme status.
The saint, immortal for thousands of years, can reach heaven and earth, and is omnipotent.
Holy bones are the best material for refining the supreme magic weapon.
Holy blood is the best treasure to improve your cultivation.
Holy will is the only thing that can temper the soul.
It is conceivable that when a great saint falls in the palace, it will bring such violent tremors to this land!
It is truly commendable that Concubine Ming and her brother Sun Guojiu could not be greedy for the saint's remains.
But I heard Xu Canglan say with difficulty: "The one who received the same great favor from Concubine Ming as me is Eunuch Hai Chunlan. He is now the leader of the House of Internal Affairs and the eunuch in charge. Basically, the troubles in the palace cannot be hidden from him... Every day
On the last day of the month, he would leave relevant messages at the Red Moon Tower. I followed the pictures and found out everything about these things..."
Sun Ning's eyes suddenly lit up.
Ever since he was taken out of the palace by the Ninth Prince, he has never found a way to re-enter the palace. During these days, he really spent a lot of thought on this matter and was at a loss.
How can it be easy to get in and out of the palace?
But there are still five hundred red tigers in the palace, waiting for him to kill them. This rich experience and vitality must not be let go!
Now, this problem has been basically solved. As long as you find Hai Chunlan, who is suitable to use his identity as the 'Tenth Prince' and his status to bring him into the palace, it will be easy. (To be continued)