Stealing the Pen: Kirin's Primordial Lotus

Zhuo Yichen and Gong Yuanzheng knelt in front of Zhuo Yixuan's coffin in mourning clothes. He was still thinking about the scene his father had demonstrated to him yesterday.

In a quiet corner, a tiny, seemingly fragile seed fell silently into the fertile soil. This seed seemed to be a star of hope thrown by the god of fate, and no one cared about its existence. However, something wonderful was about to happen.

Every morning, when the first ray of warm sunlight shines on the courtyard, there is always a pair of gentle and careful hands that gently pick up the tiny seed and carefully place it outside the courtyard.

There are no hurried footsteps of pedestrians here, only gentle breezes and bright sunshine. Moreover, this pair of mysterious hands will regularly water the seeds with the sweetest and clearest spring water, allowing them to fully enjoy the gift of nature. Day after day, people look forward to the seeds breaking through the soil and showing the miracle of life.

Finally, after countless days and nights of waiting, the seed lived up to everyone's expectations and bravely broke through the heavy shackles and confinement of the soil. It poked out its tender and dripping bud tip, like a newborn baby, and timidly peeped at this strange yet beautiful world.

At this moment, the person who had been taking good care of it had joy in his eyes, as excited as if he saw his beloved child taking the first step in life.

Time flies, like a shooting star chasing the moon. The slender and delicate bud tip gradually grows stronger under the baptism of time. Green leaves grow out from the flower stem one after another, clustering together and adding vitality to the whole plant.

Although the road to growth is not always smooth - even the person who cares for the flower like a kind father, the tender flower stem has inevitably experienced the attacks of storms, but it has always stood firm with its indomitable will and never retreated.

After a long period of hard work and persistence, a small and exquisite bud gradually grew on the top of the flower stem. The bud is like a shy girl, hiding under the protection of green leaves, quietly waiting for the moment of its gorgeous bloom.

As the sun and moon alternate and the stars change, the flower bud continues to expand and grow in the gestation of time. Finally, on a sunny day, it is like a long-sleeping beauty, slowly opening its eyes, stretching its body, and releasing its intoxicating fragrance and incomparable beauty.

However, beauty is always fleeting. The blooming period is like a dream, so short that people don’t have time to savor it carefully. After that extremely gorgeous moment has passed, the flower that once bloomed seems to have completed a great mission and gradually lost its former glory.

It began to slowly wither and die, and its originally straight spine gradually bent down, appearing a little powerless.

With the gentle breeze, petals fluttered down like snow, dancing in the air for a while, and finally fell gently on the soil, returning to the place where it was born. This land witnessed its entire journey from nothing to something, and now silently accepted its final destination.

"Second brother! Big brother is gone, but you still have me! I will always be by your side." Gong Yuanzheng held Zhuo Yichen's hand tightly.

Zhuo Yichen was only in his twenties now, and he still had two months to go before he came of age. His brother, who was discussing with him that he would personally put on the hair crown he made for him on the day of his coming of age, lay in this small coffin with a pale face the next second.

"Yuanzheng, you are all I have! I don't want to hear any more news about death."

Even though Zhuo Yichen lost his father's care and became an older brother, Gong Yuanzheng became the master of a palace at the age of thirteen, and his abilities were not much inferior to Zhuo Yixuan. Most of the time, Gong Yuanzheng was more like Zhuo Yichen's older brother.

Sometimes, Hua Yu couldn't understand. Gong Yuanzheng was three years younger than Zhuo Yichen, so how come from their behavior, Gong Yuanzheng was more like the caring brother?

"Second brother, don't worry about me! I will definitely stay with you safely until old age." Gong Yuanzheng wiped Zhuo Yichen's tears and had to pay attention to the guests coming to pay their respects and the incense, candles and fireworks in front of the mourning hall from time to time.

People from Chongwu Camp also came, but because of the help of Hua Yu and others, a layer of magic was cast on Gong Yuanzheng's face, so they did not realize that the two cousins ​​looked alike.

"Lord Zhuo is a famous demon collector in Tiandu City. It's a pity that God is jealous of his talent! He was killed so easily... Alas!" The visitor sighed, but there was uncontrollable joy in his eyes.

"You!" Zhuo Yichen would never tolerate such a provocative person, but this was in front of his brother's spirit, and he didn't want his brother to have trouble in peace even after death.

Who is Gong Yuanzheng? He is a famous herbal genius in the palace. Who can find out if he wants to poison someone? As expected, Gong Yuanzheng stood up, twisted three incense sticks, lit them, and handed them to the visitor with both hands, "Second brother, the adults in Chongwu Camp are kind enough to come and burn a stick of incense for you."

Zhuo Yichen looked at Gong Yuanzheng, then at the three incense sticks in his hand, and seemed to understand something. However, he still looked very angry, but he was just suppressing his anger.

When the visitor saw this scene, he sneered in his heart. Two young boys made the military advisor feel so nervous. It seemed that the military advisor was really old and it was time for him to step down and let others take over.

The man took the incense from Gong Yuanzheng's hand with one hand, bowed perfunctorily, and then put it directly into the incense burner.

The visitor made some sarcastic remarks for a while, took a look at Zhuo Yichen's angry but speechless face, then laughed loudly and left.

"Second brother, let him act arrogantly for a while." The gentle and polite smile on Gong Yuanzheng's face gradually disappeared, and his sinister eyes stared straight at the man's back.

As it got darker, Zhuo Yichen and Gong Yuanzheng took turns going to the back hall to have dinner.

The man who had just mocked the two remaining cowardly boys in the Zhuo family during the day stumbled into the Zhuo Mansion.

"You two damned little devils! Did you poison me?" The man roared at Zhuo Yichen and Gong Yuanzheng who were kneeling in front of the coffin to keep vigil.

"You people from Chongwu Camp are really ridiculous. What evidence do you have to prove that we poisoned you?" Gong Yuanzheng would naturally not admit it. After all, the people from Chongwu Camp have always been fools.

"I came to your Zhuo Mansion only once today, and I felt unwell after returning home. Who else could it be but you!" The visitor wanted to capture Gong Yuanzheng in frustration and rage, but was stopped by the servants of the Zhuo Mansion.

There were continuous footsteps outside. Looking back, it turned out to be Xiang Wang who came to pay his respects to Zhuo Yixuan at night.

"Greetings to His Majesty the King!" A group of people saluted the King who was walking slowly towards them.

"No need to be so polite. I'm here with the emperor's order." King Xiang raised his hand, took a few steps forward and offered three incense sticks to Zhuo Yixuan.

After finishing these things, King Xiang looked at the guards of Chongwu Camp who were stopped by the servants of Zhuo Mansion and asked, "Is there anyone causing trouble here?"

"Please understand, Your Highness, that my second brother and I have been staying in the Zhuo Mansion all the time and have never gone out. This man came to my brother's spirit chamber during the day and said some bad things. We two brothers decided not to bother with him and let him go. But he actually came and said that we had poisoned him." Gong Yuanzheng was not a naive young master like Zhuo Yichen. He immediately explained the situation to the King.

"Oh? Is that so?" King Xiang raised his eyebrows and looked at the guards of Chongwu Camp who were stopped.

"Your Highness, it must be those two brats who poisoned me, otherwise why would my body be covered with red spots? The doctor said... said I..." The guard of Chongwu Camp looked at Wang and did not believe what the two young boys said. He straightened his back and spoke immediately, but he saw a doctor when he came, and the doctor said he just had a common allergy and needed to avoid certain foods.

"What did he say? He is hesitating like this. Could it be that he took poison and wanted to frame the two young masters of the Zhuo family?" Who is King Xiang, and who is the Zhuo family? Could Zhuo Yichen, who was raised by a man as glorious as Zhuo Yixuan, be the kind of person who would do something shady behind the scenes?

Although King Xiang was not quite sure what kind of person their cousin who suddenly appeared was, but the fact that he was raised in the Zhuo family meant that he was not the kind of person who would plot behind people's backs.

How could he not know what kind of place this Chongwu Camp was? Did he really think that he didn't care about the affairs of Chongwu Camp and didn't know that they were secretly setting up a casino, accepting bribes, and selling monsters to enrich themselves?

"I know I was wrong! I beg Your Highness to forgive me for this mistake!" The guard immediately knelt down and pleaded with the King.

"Hmph! I think you are really ignorant of the world. You actually dared to talk nonsense and frame his two brothers in front of Lord Zhuo's mourning hall! Who gave you such courage and confidence? Tell me quickly! Who instructed you to come to the Zhuo Mansion to spread rumors and slander the two young masters of the Zhuo Mansion?" King Xiang was furious, veins bulged on his forehead, and his eyes were wide open, staring at the ignorant man in front of him like copper bells.

He waved his hand and ordered mercilessly: "Come here! Arrest this man immediately and throw him into prison! Tomorrow morning, give him fifty lashes in public at the vegetable market. Let everyone see the fate of this rumor-monger. It will also serve as a warning to others!"

Upon hearing King Xiang's order, his men rushed forward like wolves and tigers, captured the poor man tightly, and dragged him away.

At this time, Gong Yuanzheng on the side quietly stretched out his fingers and twisted the tender flesh on Zhuo Yichen's waist.

Zhuo Yichen was caught off guard and felt a sharp pain. In an instant, tears burst out of his eyes and rolled down like water bursting a dam.

Seeing his brother like this, Gong Yuanzheng couldn't help but feel secretly happy in his heart, but on the surface he pretended to be extremely sad, and followed him closely, his eyes also red and tears welling up in his eyes.

Zhuo Yichen was originally very handsome, with a face like a jade crown, delicate eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, and a good appearance. At this moment, because of crying, he looked even more charming and lovable.

His cousin Gong Yuanzheng, who has not yet fully grown up, has a childish face, but he is naturally beautiful and graceful, and it is difficult to conceal his outstanding looks.

Xiang Wang looked down at the pair of beautiful girls in front of him who were crying bitterly and looked so pitiful. Unconsciously, the anger in his heart had dissipated for the most part, and a trace of pity arose in his heart, as if it had turned into a pool of soft spring water.

King Xiang raised his hand slightly, waved it casually, and said slowly: "Never mind, these are just trivial matters. In my opinion, the people from the Chongwu Camp must have eaten the wrong food or medicine, which made them confused and unconscious. That's why they acted so recklessly and used the name of the Chongwu Camp to cause trouble in Master Zhuo's funeral hall. I will send someone to investigate this matter thoroughly and give you justice."

"Thank you, Your Highness Prince Xiang!" Gong Yuanzheng and Zhuo Yichen thanked Prince Xiang together.

After talking to the two brothers for a while, Wang He left and told the brothers that the emperor planned to confer the title of king of a different surname on Zhuo Yichen to commend the loyalty and bravery of the entire Zhuo family.