The door to the imperial study room was opened. His Royal Highness's eyes were sunken, his face was dark, and he was holding on to the doorframe as if he was powerless.
This really scared the waiter who was waiting outside the door. The waiter's face turned pale and he hurriedly stepped forward to help him, but His Highness the Prince waved his hand and pushed the waiter away. Then he opened his eyes and stared at
Looking at this servant, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looks like a kid from hell.
Smell carefully, there is a strange smell on His Highness's body. The smell is very unpleasant.
Seeing the waiter standing there dumbly, Zhu Jiannan couldn't help but get angry, but he was too weak to move, so he could only roar: "Why don't you go and invite the old prince to come over!"
The waiter was so awakened by the roar that he immediately bowed and ran away in a hurry.
Zhu Jiannan was almost exhausted and had no strength anymore. He slowly sat down and crawled back into the house little by little, regardless of whether there were any attendants or guards outside the house.
After crawling into the house, he closed the door with his foot, and then spit out a mouthful of black blood on the stone slab. When the mouthful of black blood spit out, a stench instantly filled the entire study. If someone in the palace cleaned up the black blood quickly, I'm afraid that
You can also see that the stone slab has slight traces of corrosion.
Zhu Jiannan breathed a sigh of relief and began to crawl and squirm again until he reached the Taishi's chair. After several attempts, he was unable to get up. He looked at his legs, which were limp and weak, as if they were paralyzed by a long-term illness.
Zhu Jiannan smiled, so crazy that black blood stained the teeth that were originally bright white like Bei.
"Think of me, Zhu Jiannan, in my life, I used to wear bright clothes and rage horses, I used to smile proudly. Later, when I became the heir, I asked myself to be diligent and conscientious. Oh my evil God, why are you so unfair, so unfair!"
Pictures kept appearing in his mind, in which he and his brother got into trouble outside and were severely punished by their aunt. When Mo Ming was born, he teased the baby with his hands beside the bamboo bed and even dipped his chopsticks in wine, making the baby cry all day long.
My aunt was really cruel that day, and the cane was broken. Even a water-soaked cane could be broken.
Although my aunt was fierce and unruly at that time, I have to say that she was really stunning at that time. On the list of people who know everything now, one of the top three people should be named Zhu.
"The way of heaven has no relatives, and always associates with good people. The ways of heaven have no relatives, and always associates with good people..."
Repeating this sentence over and over again, my eyelids gradually became heavy and I fell asleep.
When the door of the imperial study room was pushed open, the old Dragon King rushed in furiously.
As soon as the door was opened, a stench hit his nostrils. The old Dragon King and everyone behind him couldn't help but cover their mouths and noses.
When the old Dragon King saw his grandson collapsed on the ground, he couldn't help but gasp, as if his mouth and nose were blocked and he could no longer smell the pungent stench.
Then the doctor who wanted to accompany him shouted: "You losers, why don't you go quickly!"
The chief of the medical center also hunched over and hurried to His Royal Highness's side, felt his pulse, peeled off his eyelids, looked at the tongue coating, etc.
"Your Highness was overworked, had excessive anger, and had not eaten for a long time, so he collapsed."
What else was the old Dragon King going to say?
There were piles and piles of blackened paper on the desk. The black color seemed to be densely packed with words. The old Dragon King couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, and it was painful.
The old Dragon King gave a few instructions, and the doctor and the guards responded and carefully carried His Royal Highness out.
The old Dragon King was the only one left in the entire imperial study. He quickly walked over and closed the door, then quickly walked back to the desk.
Sitting on the Taishi chair, he began to lay out the black letters one by one on the table.
The content on the paper is simple and concise, with no twists and turns. The contents above are all related to the arrangements for Lincheng in the next ten years. It ranges from blind dates and alliances to killing and crusading against fellow project construction, annual tax policies, and as small as personnel transfers.
The official bank arrangement was the same as household registration and merchant reform.
One after another, the old Dragon King's old eyes couldn't help but start to feel dry, and if it went on for a while, tears would start to well up in his eyes.
"Qier, my Qier, you kid is so stupid, so stupid!"
After all, he is old, and it is difficult to control his emotions. Tears will fall whenever he wants. But although the old Dragon King is old, his movements are not slow. The tears are about to fall on the paper, and he stretches out his hand to catch them.
If he ruined his hard work, he would have no face to face his ancestors. In the end, he would not be able to help future generations, but would become a burden.
The right hand caught the tears, and the left hand used instinctive force to move the paper a lot. The same thing happened, and on the bottom of the sheepskin mat, there were a few words that were shocking.
"If there is an afterlife, I will not be born into an imperial family!"
The old Dragon King rummaged around hurriedly, but could not find the paper with this sentence written on it. Finally, he saw a pile of paper ashes in the charcoal stove for making tea. After all, the child could not write this sentence to himself.
"If there is an afterlife, I will not be born into an emperor's family! Third brother, my son has also suffered a lot from the emperor's family, and just like you, he does not want to be born into an emperor's family in the next life..."
The old Dragon King couldn't help but think of his third brother, who had once become famous all over the world, whether it was his sword or his gun. His emotions could no longer be suppressed and his tears kept falling like rain.
The law of heaven is cyclical, but because of my past sins, my children and grandchildren will be punished?
He had many sons and daughters, all three of them were talented, one was in charge of the army and galloped on the battlefield, one was in charge of the envoys of other cities, and the third one was dedicated to the affairs of the city.
The relationship between the three brothers is really good. The two younger brothers bluntly said that elders and younger ones should be in order, but the elder brother said that he was a reckless man who only knew how to kill. In the end, the position of the heir apparent was decided by drawing lots like a joke.
It's a pity, it's a pity, they all died, and they all died tragically. Even the bodies were incomplete when they were sent back.
Of those four daughters, the two who were married far away committed suicide in a foreign land. One was trapped in love and became a nun, so the little princess became the daughter of the Mo family. But what if she married Mo Sang? It’s not like ghosts are blocking the door of other people’s homes.
I have to repay my debt!
As for the grandchildren, it’s okay not to mention it, it’s okay not to mention it.
The old Dragon King took out a letter from his arms. The handwriting on the letter was neat and even heroic.
No matter how old the old Dragon King is, he still recognizes this word, and he is so satisfied with this child. It's a pity, it's a pity, it's just a pity, it's just a pity that this child is not named Zhu.
On this letter
There was only one sentence at the beginning. After receiving the letter, the old Dragon King stared at this sentence a thousand times.
"Hangwai Restaurant, Zhumen Swordsman, Mo Ming!"
The swordsman of the rich clan, the swordsman of the rich clan!
The boy from the Li family once had no choice but to say, "The rich and powerful of the rich family drink evil wine." But the boy left a book, but it still wrote about the swordsman of the rich family.
The idea that he had many years ago reappeared in the old Dragon King's mind. Is he too stubborn? Lincheng is good, Lincheng needs to be long-lasting. Does the Lord of Lincheng really have to be named Zhu?
The master of Lincheng is named Zhu. Can the other families in Lincheng really be regarded as a threat?
"Xiao Lei, come out."
The Old Dragon King called softly, and the tall, muscular man from Xindu came out of hiding. The Old Dragon King was an Old Dragon King after all, and even though he was old, his keen perception seemed to have never deteriorated.
Lei Niu walked behind the old Dragon King, unlike other guards or Yi Shuihan's swordsmen, who knelt down on one knee. Lei Niu just stood behind the old Dragon King, his body upright and his face bloodless.
The old Dragon King turned around and saw blood on Thunder Niu's body, some of it was dried, and some of it still smelled fishy.
Lei Niu saw the old Dragon King staring at the blood stains on his body. He changed from his usual silence and spoke, "I thought the prince had recovered and couldn't hold it anymore."
The old Dragon King had a wry smile on his face, sighed, and said: "Xiao Lei, how long will it take before they can get their wish?"
Xiao Lei held out two fingers and said nothing. Seeing the two fingers, the old Dragon King almost lost control of his emotions again, but he was the king of Jinling and the lord of Lincheng. He believed that Lei Niu would not betray him.
betrayed Lincheng, but he still suppressed his emotions.
The old Dragon King's voice returned to its usual tone, with no emotion at all: "Xiao Lei, please leave after tomorrow. I have worked hard for you these years."
The old Dragon King was letting him go free, but Lei Niu shook his head, and then explained: "I promise, Your Highness, to guard the Crown Prince."
The old Dragon King sighed again and asked: "Xiao Lei, if I, my king, in my personal capacity, ask you to stay in Jinling and stay with Yinuo, will you agree?"
Lei Niu did not hesitate, simply shook his head and refused. No matter who it was, His Royal Highness Zhu Jiannan, or the Lord of Lincheng, King Jinling, his answer was still the same and had not changed.
"You are a good boy and Ying'er's good brother. You are not his guard or his slave. You are Ying'er's good brother. Thank you for all these years."
Upon hearing this, Thunder Niu moved quickly and knelt down on one knee. The old Dragon King's eyelids moved slightly, but there was no surprise on his face.
"Thunder Niu has to do your Highness's business. Lei Niu will be back!"
His tone is firm and his heart is sincere.
The old Dragon King was very satisfied, but he still had no expression. He sighed again, but for some reason, he felt that his throat was itchy and not as comfortable as before. His voice was a little hoarse, and his breathing was not as smooth as before. He said: "Xiao Lei.
, if the Zhu of Lincheng is Mo Ming, will you come back?"
Lei Niu still did not hesitate and answered King Jinling with only one word: "Yes!"