fake prince

Chapter 117
"Gong Zhihong..." Su Ziji couldn't help being speechless as he only announced his name and did not reveal his identity.

Superintendent Zhao looked at Su Ziji and smiled: "Master Su, you must have guessed what our family is going to do, please rest assured, no matter the result, you, Xie Yuan, will not be able to escape."

As he said that, Gong Zhihong came over with an exquisite jade box in person, and Superintendent Zhao explained: "This is the best thing for testing blood."

Well, it's the same routine as the last inspection.

Su Ziji didn't argue, Gong Zhihong carefully took a pocket knife from a tray, walked towards him, and stretched out his hand very naturally.

The next moment, there was a slight pain in the fingertips, and a drop of blood fell on the jade box below.

The jade box is square on the outside, oval inside, and the shiny jade has no variegated color, but as soon as Su Ziji's blood fell, a red mist rose up and filled the jade box, and in the red mist, a The pale golden color wandered around like a small dragon, and the next moment it turned into golden light and rushed out, hanging high above the jade box for a few breaths before slowly dissipating.

This scene fell in the eyes of several people present, and immediately had a score in their hearts.

Gongzhihong remained silent, just keeping all this in his heart.

In an instant, Su Ziji could notice that Superintendent Zhao's waist was obviously bent, and his attitude was respectful. This respect was a kind of slave's recognition of the young master. normal.

"Grandpa Zhao, now you can tell me, who is my bloodline?" Su Ziji was secretly startled. This strange phenomenon was something he had never thought of. Could it be the effect of Panlong's mentality reaching level 4?

At the moment, ask questions knowingly.

"Master Su, our family can't answer this question. You will know it when you go to the capital to take the exam."

"Am I still an important minister? Or a prince?" Although Su Ziji knew that what they were looking for was the blood of the prince, he still asked pretending not to know.

"My Su family's ancestral home is in Linhua County. I am a descendant of the Su family. How can I be the blood of an adult? Could it be a mistake?"

"If there is no accident, it should be you." Superintendent Zhao smiled: "The household registration can be wrong, and even the parents may mistake their child when delivering the baby, but this is the only thing that hasn't made a mistake."

"Our family has delayed Mr. Su's time. Mr. Su can go back now." Superintendent Zhao waved his hand, and a man in Tsing Yi came up with a plate, on which were two small silver ingots, five taels each, A total of twelve.

"Thank you, Mr. Gong, for the reward!" Su Ziji accepted it calmly, and bowed: "Student, I will take my leave now."

With that said, he walked away openly.

"This kind of demeanor is really rare!" Supervisor Zhao looked at Su Ziji's back: "I am an imperial envoy, and everyone sitting here is not ordinary. Even if the magistrate sees us, although he is upright and neither humble nor overbearing, he is very reluctant."

"Although Su Ziji is respectful and not disrespectful, his inner freedom is difficult for others to learn. The blood of the Tian family is indeed different from ordinary people."

When Fang Zhen heard Supervisor Zhao's emotion, he secretly slandered him, whether he was humble or arrogant?

The last time I met someone who was neither humble nor overbearing, but you found an opportunity to frame him. Only the sons and grandsons of dragons are qualified to be neither humble nor overbearing, right?

He just kept saying, "Extremely, extremely."

But Gong Zhihong didn't speak, he just put the jade box away carefully, these are all evidences, and said: "Since the matter is over, I must hurry back to the capital at night."

Waiting for Gong Zhihong to leave, Supervisor Zhao calmed down and asked, "Do you think Su Ziji knows his identity?"

This is a very sensitive matter. Fang Zhen pondered for a long time before saying: "We have a second blood test to mobilize teachers and people, and my father-in-law is even an imperial envoy."

"The one who can bother the father-in-law is at least a prince."

"Besides, the person who takes the prince's blood can't really let the prince's descendants be buried, he has to give some clues."

"So, I thought that Su Ziji should know something, just not to expose it."

Superintendent Zhao stared at Fang Zhen, did not speak for a while, and then said after a long time: "You are right, pay more attention in the future and see what happens to Su Ziji."

"Yes!" Fang Zhen replied in a deep voice.

As soon as Su Ziji came out of the tribute courtyard, the people watching the list had already dispersed. A cool wind blew through the empty space, bringing a few drizzles of rain, and an ox cart came up. I'll take you back."

"Thoughtful." Su Ziji was stunned for a moment, got into the ox cart, opened the window and said, "To the old Lin family shop."

The man in Tsing Yi yelled, the ox cart moved, the autumn rainy weather, there was a sea of ​​people when I read the list, but now they dispersed, there were almost no pedestrians in the streets, yamen and alleys, and they were afraid of catching the cold.

In ancient times, if you got caught in the rain, you might not be able to get sick.

"In the former Wei Dynasty, it was forbidden to use humans as livestock. Wu rode horses, and Wen rode cattle. Only those over seventy, or emperors and empresses, were allowed to sit in sedan chairs."

"The current dynasty will continue, this point is very advanced!"

The ox cart moved up and down rhythmically, only the sound of ox hoofs stepping in the muddy water, and the drizzle hitting the oilcloth of the ox cart sometimes tight and sometimes slowly, Su Ziji lay down, thinking.

Before I knew it, I suddenly came to a garden, which seemed a bit familiar. Ding Ruili was admiring the flowers. At this time, he picked an apricot flower and cupped his hands: "Congratulations, brother Su, for getting Zhongjie Yuan."

"With your literary talent, you will definitely win." Su Ziji smiled: "Is it for me?"

Then he took it, smelling the fragrance, and saw that it was light red, is this red apricot?

Ding Ruili seemed a bit reluctant: "The apricot orchard was opened, and there were only 23 branches at the age of three, but this branch was given to you."

"Where did you get this branch of apricot? I'll go and see!" Su Ziji got up and walked, in a trance, he remembered something again and sighed: "You didn't win this year, but next time you can, don't be discouraged."

As you walk along, the more barren the garden becomes, the twilight is dark, and the breeze brings shadows.

"I also think a lot..." Ding Ruili looked gloomy: "The fate is so strange that ordinary people can't resist it. Even if you cultivate yourself and keep your family together, there may be disasters. If you fall, you will never get up again."

Su Ziji just listened, and suddenly saw that Ding Ruili tripped and fell to the ground, he couldn't help being a little funny, and said: "Why did you really fall?"

As soon as he spoke, he saw a pair of eyes frozen with fear and resentment, the corners of the eyes were torn, and tears of blood were hanging down, his mouth was slightly opened, filled with purple-black blood clots, Su Ziji suddenly realized that Ding Ruili had been beaten to death in the Gongyuan, Why would you meet yourself?
There was a slight sound of footsteps in the forest, and two people came over in a daze, but they were Tan Youshan and his son.

He wanted to move, but he couldn't. In his desperation, he suddenly let out a "chirp", and everything disappeared in smoke.

Su Ziji woke up, but saw the little fox looking at him, stretched out his claws and pressed himself, and then saw that it was still in the bullock cart, he couldn't help but startled: "Could it be... I'm haunted..."

With just a movement of the hand, a place of ashes drifted away with the wind at the corner of the clothes, and it dissipated in an instant, and at this moment, the coachman said: "Young master, we are here."

(End of this chapter)