Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

"What my cousin said is the origin of the Wuya clan?"

"That's right." Bai Yifan clenched his teacup tightly, his expression a little fuzzy in the heat, and he spoke with exclamation, "The four great families of Dajin, each of which has a very long history, otherwise how can it be passed down to this day? Even if each generation of Dajin The emperor is constantly weakening the power of the aristocratic family, but the aristocratic family is still prosperous?"

Jiang Luoyu was silent for a moment, and his expression gradually became serious: "I would like to hear the details."

"Speaking of Wu Ya's family, you have to mention your future son-in-law's family first."

"Murong family?"

Bai Yifan nodded: "That's right. Cousin, as you know, before the establishment of the Great Jin, the predecessor was the Wanyan tribe of the Jurchens. Later, this part of the Wanyan clan changed its surname to Nan, which is the Nan clan of the Great Jin royal family that descended first."

In the past three years after arriving in Dajin, Jiang Luoyu relied on the memory of his previous life and the Hanjiang Pavilion to thoroughly understand the entire Dajin family. Hearing this, he nodded and replied, "I heard about it. It is said that when the Nan family established the Dajin, From the very beginning, it was because of the strong support of the Murong family, and the Murong family is the family with the longest inheritance time among the four major families."

"That's right. Before the Nan clan ascended to the throne, the Murong family's influence was not as small as it is now. Back then, it was only the residence of the Murong family, and it was the entire capital of the Great Jin Dynasty—the proof is that the capital of the Great Jin Dynasty was actually called Li City. , and the word Li comes from the Murong family crest Li bird."

Jiang Luoyu put down the teacup in his hand, and looked at Bai Yifan in front of him.

"What do these things... have anything to do with Wu Yashi?"

"The deep-rooted reason why the Wuya clan has always been the descendant clan is because they had to fight against the extremely powerful Murong clan back then."

After the meritorious service at the founding of the country, the Bai family knew many unspoken secrets among the aristocratic families, including the many grievances and grievances between the Murong family, the Nan family and the Wu Ya family.

"Before the founding of the country, the Murong clan was very powerful. They wanted to take over the Nan clan for their own use and ascend to the throne, but the Nan clan joined forces with the Wuya clan to seize the throne from the Murong clan. Most of Murong's direct descendants took away the army, Murong's vitality was seriously injured and he dared not rule the roost, Nan and Wu Ya were afraid of his resurgence, so it was agreed that Wu Ya would support Nan to succeed him, but each generation of Nan's direct descendants The first wife must be a member of the Wuya clan."

Having said that, he paused for a moment, and looked at Jiang Luoyu meaningfully, with worry in his eyes: "Besides, if any generation of the Murong family has an outstanding direct descendant, men will definitely not easily gain military power, Gemini Or a woman... must enter the palace as a concubine to dispel the emperor's suspicion."

Hearing this, Jiang Luoyu's mind flashed, first he thought of Murong Hao being forced to marry the princess, and then Murong Hao's mother and father, the first son Murong Min who committed suicide.

Murong Min never entered the palace back then, but gave birth to Murong Hao, and committed suicide to protect him... If so, is the emperor one of the murderers who killed Murong Min back then?

Just when he was thinking about these things with an inexplicable expression and didn't know what it was like in his heart, Bai Yifan had already continued, with a strange expression: "With the influence of Wuya's women as queens in the past, Wuya's power has grown, until now Now it has already overwhelmed the declining Murong family, and even vaguely became the first family - even the emperor fears their power, so it can be seen that the ancestors of the Wuya family must have no good intentions."

"Cousin, when you said that, you had a rather meaningful look on your face." Many doubts filled Jiang Luoyu's mind, but Jiang Luoyu's face was full of doubts.

Without revealing anything, seeing Bai Yifan's envious and jealous expression, he couldn't help laughing, "It seems a pity, it's not the Bai family who made such an agreement with the Nan family?"

Bai Yifan coughed a few times to cover up: "I didn't do this randomly, people from the Wuya clan always like to play dirty tricks, you and Murong Hao should be careful, and you are in the Wuya clan's residence, remember to bring more things with you , always come in handy."

Hearing this, Jiang Luoyu couldn't help but smile: "Cousin, does this count as attracting people to evil?"

Bai Yifan's face was bright and upright: "Cousin, don't say it so harshly, I am kind to people like the Wu Ya family.

what. "

Seeing his upright expression, Jiang Luoyu couldn't laugh or cry.

Had breakfast with Bai Yifan, and declined Bai Yiwan and others to see him off. As soon as Jiang Luoyu walked to the door alone, he saw Sleeping Star, who was guarding the door, come in, and handed him a rolled up paper tied with red thread. paper note.

"My son, a letter from Mr. Murong."

Watching Jiang Luoyu take the letter, and after taking it for a while, she suddenly pursed her lips, rolled up the letter and burned it, Mian Xing stood beside him in surprise, and whispered: "My son, your ears are a little red gone."

Jiang Luoyu was throwing the burning letterhead into the copper basin, when he heard this, he almost twisted his fingers and burned himself, and looked at Mian Xing helplessly: "How do you learn the same as Zhuyue now, talk too much."

Mian Xing took two steps back innocently, blinking his eyes: "Emperor, what's the matter, do you need your subordinates to accompany you?"

Jiang Luoyu shook his head, and after thinking for a moment, he ordered: "I'm going to Murong Mansion in the evening. The fewer people there, the better. You don't have to accompany me. If someone finds out, I can get away alone. You are proficient in disguise I might not come back tonight, so don't make people outside suspicious, you know?"

"Yes, my son."

An hour later, when Jiang Luoyu put on a pure black bamboo hat and disappeared into the vast night, leaving only Sleeping Star who was hastily disguised, an incomparable room in another mansion in the inner city In the quiet small courtyard, the man in Xuanyi was walking slowly around the densely planted bamboo forest in front of him, and the rustling sound could be heard when he flicked his sleeves, and stopped in front of a wooden house deep in the bamboo forest.

The style of the wooden house is simple, and the whole body is made of wood. There are silver bells hanging under the eaves. There was a handsome young man who was sleeping with his eyes closed, with a calm expression and a pale face. When he heard the sound of footsteps, he immediately opened his eyes and saw a smile on the lips of the visitor.

"Big brother."

Ever since Murong Hao saw the pale and handsome young man sitting in the wheelchair, his face has been endlessly gloomy, and he did not look at the young man. Seeing him coming, with a flattering and guilty smile, his eyes coldly swept across the station. By the side of the wooden house, a few servants were timid and shouted: "How do you serve Mr. Ji, how can you let him get out of bed casually? Nonsense!"

"Brother, don't be angry, they also obeyed my order, so don't blame them." Hearing his angry voice, the pale and handsome young man knew that Murong Hao was really angry, and a helpless look appeared on his face for a moment. , wanted to stand up with the help of the wheelchair, but couldn't stand up because of lack of strength, so he had to sit back and pleaded softly for the servant.

"What's more, Ji's health has been much better since the eldest brother brought back the new prescription two years ago. The sun is shining these days, the flowers outside are blooming, and Ji doesn't want to be bored in the house all day long, which makes people shy. Go out and walk around."

When Murong Hao heard this reason, the anger that he wanted to continue suddenly froze. He looked at the man in the wheelchair with complicated eyes, sighed suddenly, and waved his hands to the boys: "Go down."

The boys were pardoned, and immediately ran away quickly. There were only two brothers left in the large open space in front of the wooden house. Murong Hao walked to the wheelchair with a calm face, carefully helped the wheelchair to slide onto the flat ground, and pushed him. After reaching the edge of the bamboo forest, looking at the still pale face of the man in the wheelchair, he couldn't help but raised his hand to rub the frowning brows.

This pale and frail young man with a handsome face and a calm expression is exactly Murong Hao's younger brother, Murong Ji, the son of Murong Qi.

He was born with congenital deficiencies, he was already weaker than ordinary people, and he was overly sad because of the death of his aunt, which caused the root cause of the disease to recur when he was young. In the past few years, he was almost unable to get out of bed. , the imperial doctor has diagnosed it many times and only said that the disease is difficult to treat and needs to be recuperated - it was not until Murong Hao found a folk doctor to diagnose and treat him two years ago that he temporarily suppressed the disease.

Behind him, Murong Hao thought about his cousin's illness, and recalled that when he first met Murong Ji, Murong Ji thought he was his elder brother who died 20 years ago. He was extremely shocked but had complicated and joyful eyes, and couldn't help but fell into a state of confusion. There was silence, and an inexplicable guilt rose in my heart.

In order to let him enter the Murong family smoothly, Murong Qi thought about it and came up with the idea of ​​letting him replace him. The identity of the one-year-old eldest son of the Murong family.

Only Murong Qi and him, who was later told, knew that the eldest son of Murong Qi's first wife, Murong Ji's biological brother, had been taken away for a few days, because Murong Qi refused to compromise with the rebellious party. And has been killed by the rebels.It was also because of the disappearance of the eldest son of the Murong family, that Murong Qi's first wife was overly sad, lost control of her emotions and gave birth to Murong Ji prematurely, who was only seven months old, which left Murong Ji with a whole body of illness.

Later, Murong Qi's wife died of illness, and it was because his aunt, whom he had never met, found out that Murong Qi had been hiding the truth about his son's death. The real reason, Murong Ji thought it was his father who killed his mother, so he sealed himself in this wooden house and refused to come out to see his father again.

Murong Hao recalled these things, and when he felt indescribable emotion, Murong Ji's laughing voice suddenly came from his ear.

"It's rare for elder brother to get angry for a while and stop talking today. He seems to be in a good mood. Let Ji guess—but is there a good guest coming?"

Hearing the word "Jia Ke", Murong Hao was stunned for a moment, remembering the message that Zui Xue had delivered to Bai Fu an hour ago, and glanced at Murong Ji who was sitting in a wheelchair, slightly surprised at his keenness.

"Why?"

Hearing this, Murong Ji chuckled lightly, patted his palm, and said: "Brother, don't even think about it. The thing that makes you happy recently is not that you have been reinstated. Brother, you are not such a person." ——If it wasn't for this, it would be because of my future brother-in-law, the sweetheart held in the palm of my elder brother. Today is my birthday again, and my elder brother loves my younger brother, so naturally I want my future brother-in-law to come to see me Once, isn't it?"

Hearing this, Murong Hao chuckled softly: "Just because of this? How do you know that the emperor is my sweetheart?"

Murong Ji leaned back on the chair, and with a confident smile, he spoke slowly.

"This one is even simpler. That man found so many ladies from famous families for the elder brother. The emperor even gave the princess to the elder brother, but the elder brother was unwilling to give in despite the danger of being beheaded. As a result, my future brother-in-law As soon as Emperor Xihua was bestowed, Eldest Brother happily accepted it. If His Royal Highness is not Eldest Brother's sweetheart, I would like to go back to the house immediately and do whatever I am asked to do in the future!

Hearing that he refuted his question back as it was, and threatened himself with it, Murong Hao shook his head helplessly, thinking of

When he met Murong Qi, his uncle still squatted down with a look of loneliness that could not be concealed, and asked tentatively: "By the way, today is your birthday. I met my father during the day and wanted to..."

Before he could finish speaking, Murong Ji's expression changed instantly, he leaned on the wheelchair and looked away from Murong Hao, and said in a cold voice: "If elder brother still wants to say something that will make me and that person turn into friendship, why don't you use it on this birthday?" It's done, but I don't want to listen." Seeing that his pale face turned blue when he got angry, Murong Hao didn't dare to force him, so he just nodded and stood up: "Forget it, if you don't want to listen, I don't say anything."

After saying this, Murong Ji's face softened a little, and just about to turn back, he found that the expression of the elder brother beside him changed, a smile appeared on his usually expressionless face, his face was as bright as a god, not only his eyes flashed, With a bit of curiosity in his eyes, he looked at the person who appeared in the bamboo forest at some time and was taking off the pure black hat to reveal a beautiful face.