The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 100: Those who cannot be forgotten
The King Jing Shizi is Tong Yan.
He is a master of chess, very good at strategy and deduction.
Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui were able to cross the border to kill Luo Huainan because of his handwriting.
He has only truly lost this aspect once in his life, when he lost to Jing Jiu in the Meihuiqi game that year.
So there is no world in his eyes, there are no other 23 questioners, only Jing Jiu. This sentence was also remembered by him in that book. Of course, there are still many contents in the book, such as the truth of this world, such as his purpose of coming here-to help the younger sister become the last aspirant and get the immortal urn of longevity.
The study was pushed aside, and someone came in with the wind and snow.
There was no sign of knocking on the door, no instructions, he knew that the person who came in was his father Jing Wang.
"The little princess Qin was found. She was in Beihai County. She should have been welcomed into the mansion by the Beihai Prefect. In your opinion, when will Beihai turn against?"
King Jing obviously trusts this son who has just turned ten years old, and he has to ask his opinion even on such important matters.
Tong Yan thought for a moment, and said: "The Beihai prefect is afraid that he will hand over the princess to the Emperor Qin for some benefits."
King Jing was a little surprised by his judgment.
"The people in Beihai are strong and the military is extremely strong. The prefect is also known as the young Valkyrie. Now that the little princess is in hand, are they not tempted?"
Tong Yan knows the identity of the young Valkyrie. In fact, in the past two years, he has often exchanged letters with Beihai County in private.
"The Beihai prefect has a weak temperament, and the weather is cold and the food is insufficient, so it is difficult to make up his mind."
He thought for a while and said: "Try to find a way for Qi to support them, and ask the father to send a spy to put some wind in Xianyang City, or it will have some effect."
The king of Jing was overjoyed and said: "My son is very clever."
Tong Yan wondered where there could be any tactics, and didn't want to continue on this topic, and asked: "How does the father think about Zhao Guo?"
The King Jing said contemptuously: "That Faint Lord can't die no matter how you look at it. Zhao Guo still has to suffer. When he dies, Zhao Guo will be abandoned."
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In just a few years, two emperors died in the Five Kingdoms and two new emperors ushered in.
The new emperor of the Kingdom of Qin already has the name of cruelty and cruelty, and the new emperor of the Kingdom of Chu has a new title of faint emperor in addition to an idiot.
But when talking about the real faint emperor, we have to say that it is the emperor of Zhao Guo who had a pair of fish eyes.
If you want to write down all the evil, ugly, and absurd things that this faint monarch has done, the paper in Luoyang, the capital city, will be too expensive.
Since ancient times, Quan Eun will have been born with the King of Twilight.
The surname of the **** who was most favored by the emperor in Zhao's country was Hong.
One evening, when the dusk was deep, the old **** Hong did not go out of the palace, lying on a chair in the yard calmly.
A teenage **** knelt beside him, holding a fan in his hand, carefully fanning him, while quietly driving away mosquitoes and flies.
I don't know how long it has been fanning. The old **** Hong never opened his eyes. The little eunuch's arms became heavy, but he dared not stop his movements and couldn't change his hands.
He fanned here the night before yesterday. His right arm was already red and swollen, and he had no energy at all.
The last twilight disappeared, and the old **** Hong finally opened his eyes.
The little **** was a little happy, thinking that tonight I finally didn’t have to fan all night, and was a little bit disappointed, thinking that my father-in-law didn’t think he was doing well enough?
The old **** Hong looked at him, with a touch of fun in his muddy eyes, and said: "How many years have you been in the palace?"
The little **** said with a smile: "Ask Grandpa, it's almost five years."
The old **** Hong said: "In the beginning, you were beaten for a year, and then it took you a year to stop being beaten, and it took another two years to let me see it, so in order to pick up this fan What did you give?"
Just when the old **** was just beginning to speak, the little **** had already started to kowtow, and his forehead met the floor and made noises.
Hearing the last question, the little **** lowered his head and said: "I gave out all the money I saved in the previous four years, and... I stabbed someone with a knife."
"At a young age, you actually know how to send the handle up. You are really smart, and you can't do anything to get better, and you are very angry with me."
Old Eunuch Hong narrowed his eyes and said, "Even the qualifications are good, but why should I teach you?"
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He Zhan turned his head and glanced at the small courtyard. There was no resentment on his pale little face, only gratitude and awe.
Of course this is in disguise, but although the old **** Hong refused his request, he did get some benefits.
There are so many eunuchs in the palace, how many people are qualified to fan the mosquitoes to Hong Gonggong? Thinking about coming to this period of time, his life should be better, and it is even possible that Concubine Ping will look at her husband Hong’s face and reward him with some good things. But thinking about the last words of the old **** Hong, he was still a little depressed.
Yeah, why?
He also wanted to shout at the sun in the sky: Why?
Why do I have to go through such miserable days and live so servilely?
The old **** Hong is the strongest person in the Zhao Kingdom's palace, but if it is placed in Chaotianda 6, it will be just a golden core. But he had to bow to the old **** Hong, deliberately to please. Because after being castrated, he has no way to practice his own practice again, only to find a suitable practice in this world.
But the old **** Hong was right, so why?
There is a fork ahead, one road leads to the Pingfei Palace, and the other road leads to the imperial garden.
The Imperial Garden has been a bit desolate in recent years. It is said that the emperor had too many court ladies drowning there and it was very haunted.
Even the show girls to be drafted will not go there to try their luck, let alone the eunuchs who believe in ghosts and gods in the afterlife.
He Zhan walked towards the imperial garden, wanting to relax.
The night is getting higher, the lights in the palace in the distance are extremely bright, and the weeds in the imperial garden grow extremely long, looking like ghosts.
He Zhan is naturally not afraid. He walked to the depths of the imperial garden very familiarly, ready to climb the rockery to lie down.
Suddenly he found that there were others in the imperial garden tonight.
There is a small chestnut tree by the lake.
A thin boy stood under the chestnut tree.
The boy was wearing a pale yellow shirt and looked a little gloomy.
He Zhan knew that he was Prince Zhao, a few years older than himself, and was not a questioner.
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In the next few nights, He Zhan saw Prince Zhao Guo in the imperial garden. ..
What he didn't understand was that the prince was obviously not the questioner, so why would he be like the questioner, caressing the branches and looking at the distance thoughtfully.
Your father is a faint king, which is really shameful, but are you more difficult to endure than my little eunuch?
One night, looking at the figure under the little chestnut tree and the terrain by the lake, He Zhan made a decision.
He came to the imperial garden ahead of time, confirmed that there was no one beside the lake, walked under the tree, took out the knife that never left his body, and slowly began to cut the branch.
He was very careful not to cut the branch, then sealed the crack with dirt, and then cleaned all traces such as sawdust.
Then he waited for the prince to fall into the lake because the branch broke.
But I don’t know if he did not cut deeply enough, or because the prince’s hands were too delicate and weak. In He Zhan’s view, an event that might change history has always occurred.
Summer has passed and autumn has come, and He Zhan has given up his efforts and even forgot about it.
One afternoon, when he squatted by the lake to treat himself, he suddenly heard a click from above.
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The prince fell off the **** and rolled to the lake.
Then he saw a little **** with a greasy mouth, looking at himself in astonishment.
The prince was slightly angry, thinking that if he hadn't been startled by smelling the smoke and watching the fire, he would have broken the branch and fell off, making him so embarrassed. He was about to teach the little **** a few words, but the little **** suddenly rushed forward, covered his mouth, and kept hissing, his eyes full of pleading.
The prince looked at the pitiful appearance of the little eunuch, a little softhearted.
The little **** slowly let go of his hand, and said to please: "Don't shout, don't shout, I will share the fish for you."
The prince looked at the grilled fish wearing the branch in his hand, and asked slightly, "Where is this fish?"
The little **** said of course: "Of course the fish are in the lake, can it still be on the tree?"
The prince was even more angry, thinking which palace's little **** was so sharp-mouthed.
The little **** tore off a piece of fish, handed it to him, and said, "I didn't just give it to you to gag your mouth. Seeing that you are so thin and pale as this, tut, it's so miserable... Which palace are you from? Look at the skinny cheeks and their mouths are pointed."
The prince was startled, subconsciously took the fish and put it in his mouth, then he was stunned, and said: "It's so fragrant."
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The next day, He Zhan entered the courtyard of the old **** Hong again.
Summer is over. There is no need for a fan. If you want to grab such a bad guy, you need to work harder.
The redness and swelling on his face is only a small price. The jade pendant that the prince gave him last night is really useful.
As long as the prince is there, Yu Pei is always there, and he doesn't feel distressed.
He cleaned up the yard, then walked into the back room and knelt in front of the old **** Hong.
The old **** Hong is now the kid, a little surprised, and asked: "Did you think about the answer?"
The question is those three words: why?
He Zhan said: "Last night, I had a grilled fish with His Royal Highness."
A bright light appeared in the muddy eyes of the old **** Hong, and he laughed and said, "Yes! Not bad!"
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With the blue bird watching diligently, people outside of Echo Valley will naturally not miss the wonderful stories in the illusion.
Seeing that the old **** Hong finally started to teach He Zhan exercises, thinking about his tragic career in the past ten years, people couldn't help feeling a lot and were silent.
Suddenly there was a crisp applause under a certain tree.
Those who applauded, with a piece of dried fish in his mouth, looked like those cute little sea beasts by the West Sea.
"Sitting a little tired, I want to go shopping elsewhere, would you like to go with me?"
She said to the girl in Shuiyue'an.
Shuiyue'an girl was a little surprised, and said, "Don't you watch the one behind?"
Those said: "What's so good about the middle section, it will be wonderful when those guys are older."
Growing up overnight in the real world is an adjective, but it's a real thing in the questioning conference.
Five days later, Sese and the girl from Shuiyue'an came back from the Cold Food Valley full of fragrance of flowers. The questioners in the illusion had reached the age of fifteen.
No matter in which world, fifteen years old can be said to be a barely adult.
When I grow up, I will encounter a lot of distress, and I will begin to welcome life and death.
Through these years of hard work, Tong Yan has found out the whereabouts of more than ten questioners. He didn't immediately set out to do anything. He just watched their growth trajectory in secret. Only at certain key points would he give help, or give a blow, or even kill it directly.
But something very strange happened this spring. Before he took action, several questioners died strangely.
Judging from the subsequent investigations of the subordinates, the murderer did not belong to any force, and each time he acted alone.
The twenty-six Taoists are all powerful practitioners of the younger generation. They entered the illusion and began to practice at the same time. According to the truth, the level of the realm should not be too far apart, but that person can kill so cleanly. The strength is obviously far above those of the dead.
Who can practice so fast? Tong Yan took out the book from Angri, and slowly moved her fingers on the names. Speaking of cultivation talent and realm strength before entering the illusion, Jing Jiu is naturally the strongest, but it is difficult for him to leave the palace, even if he can think of it, he doesn't bother to do these things. So who is it?
Tong Yan rubbed her eyebrows, realizing that her impression of these names was diminishing, just like the ink characters on paper.
Over the years, he would take out this book to review it from time to time, but the memory is still far away, and it seems to be something that happened a long time ago or even in the previous life.
Time is indeed the most terrifying, ruthless, and irresistible artifact.
He doesn't know how the rest of the questioners retain their own memories, or do they say that many people have been lost in this red dust?
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Jiang Rui left his courtyard and was about to buy a carriage.
He has not been very good these years, but as a practitioner, he can still get the money for a car.
He had not forgotten what he designed to kill He Zhan's family, but he has forgotten a lot of the things before entering the illusion.
Fortunately, he did not forget to ask the meeting, and he did not forget those who asked.
He knew that he would keep climbing up until he reached the peak of power, and then he would go to see where the envoy aspired.
No matter how lofty the goal is, start with small things.
A few years ago, he did a little thing first.
He pushed his father who was addicted to alcohol and gambling into the river and threw many stones into the river.
Then he used the stolen money to buy more than ten acres of land for his mother, hired a few honest and capable long-term workers, and told his sister a good family relationship. Then he went to the county town to study, read and write poetry, gain fame, and get to know the county lord, and walked forward step by step.
But this kind of operation is too slow, and he always feels that a faint power is hindering his progress~IndoMTL.com~ He naturally didn't know that this power came from far away Cangzhou, and thought it was because the county was too small.
That Prince Jing must have a problem, that idiot little emperor must have a problem, and the young Valkyrie of Beihai County must also have a problem.
Those people are already in high positions, and they are still trying to please the grandfather of the county, how can this be?
Walking on the street thinking about these things, Jiang Rui felt that his body was a little hot, and there was a lot of pride in his chest.
Then he suddenly had something wrong.
A man in black stood on the street.
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