Immediately after the death of the master

old man.

Who would have imagined that we are not yet in our forties, my master who has created countless miracles has gone like this, leaving me a wolf-hearted courtier in this pale and overturned political arena.

Thinking of this, the resentment in my heart is hard to calm down.

"Bring the wine!"

I ordered to Fu Keji's personal guard.

The soldiers remained unmoved, put their hands on the hilt of their swords, and assumed a defensive posture. They only waited for Fu Keji's order to kill me, a rebellious and unscrupulous courtier and thief.

"Go get him some wine, this is my adoptive father."

Fu Keji ordered the soldiers who were waiting to make meritorious deeds, let this group of highly decorated soldiers do what eunuchs and court ladies do.The extremely proud soldier didn't dare to neglect, he knelt down to obey the order, and immediately went to help me get the wine.

The wine is served in a jade pot, and the cup is a glazed wine vessel.Pour the clear wine into the cup, and the aroma will float ten miles away.The wine is good wine, a fine wine that can only be drunk in the palace, except for the few jars that the master rewarded me, I have never drank it a few times.

Before dying, it is worthwhile to have such fine wine to accompany you.

A glass for yourself, and a glass for the master to see him off.

Unlike me, who is addicted to alcohol, my master doesn't like alcohol, let alone drinking, and especially doesn't like drinking with others.

When he was a teenager, his master made a slip of the tongue after drinking and revealed his third brother's conspiracy plan, which resulted in the complete eradication of the Three Kings' Party, the destruction of the Three Kings' House, the bloodbath of his mother clan shared with the Third Prince's, and his exile in the frontier fortress.From then on, the emperor never drank alcohol unless it was a state banquet.

I have been with my master for more than [-] years. We have been on the battlefield together, trekked through dangerous places together, experienced the baptism of blood and fire, and we shared the same robe and whip.It is no exaggeration to say that I am the person in this world who understands Master best.

But I just want to drink with him.

It's fine if I don't see him, but after seeing him, I always feel depressed. It's not enough for this sick man to go by himself, and he still wants to take me along.

Bah, sick.

When I was drunk, I glanced at the ministers present, but I didn't see a few of my people at the scene, most of them were the old ministers who were loyal to the old prime minister and Xu Yuque's subordinates.I kept scanning among Xu Yuque's disciples, but I didn't see Xu Yuque's figure.

"Xu... Where's the traitor Xu?"

Three points drunk, I questioned my opponent unscrupulously.

"He doesn't want to see you."

A disgusting and sticky voice came from an overlooked corner, and Ji Qinghe, who hid himself in the crowd, appeared in front of me on his own initiative.I know this guy is crazy, but I still didn't expect him to be so crazy.

"I don't want to see you either."

Ji Qinghe raised his brows lightly, his peach blossom eyes glistened, and his smile was unmatched by all famous courtesans.The surrounding soldiers were dazzled by his beautiful appearance, but I, who had long been immune to him, still looked extremely disgusted.

"Oh, I was just joking with you, why bother to put on such a face. That guy Xu Yuque didn't want to come to see you, but he has no face to come to see you. He wrote you a letter and asked me to come to see you after you die. Burn it for you."

"Bring it here and show me."

"Aren't you so curious about why he's not here, and not a little bit curious about why I'm here?"

Ji Qinghe's hands were pale and slender, the blue meridians could be vaguely seen, and there was a piece of letter paper between his fingers.I was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so I took two steps forward and grabbed the letter from his hand.

I have been too lazy to talk to this guy whose brain has never been normal. Ji Qinghe doesn't care about my attitude, and just finds another ridiculous reason for his unreasonable behavior:

"My mother taught me that a good child must persevere in doing things. Since I am going to destroy Ji's family, how can I only destroy half of it? This is not something a good child should do." Ji Qinghe looked at his empty palm, as if Butterfly's eyelashes fluttered, and she laughed softly, "Li Sanpang, do you know that I have never forgiven you, I want you to die, and I want you to die even more."

The light in Ji Qinghe's eyes flickered, he eagerly looked in my direction, trying to get the result he wanted from my expression.

At this moment, I was concentrating on reading the letter Xu Yuque left for me.

Xu Yuque wrote this letter for a long time, and the ink was smeared in several places, but the writing style that should have been chic was blunt. On top of the gift poem at the end, he wrote:

My friend, if you take power, all the hard work of Prime Minister Ji’s life will be in vain, and the aristocratic family will regain control of Dayu State. Dayu State has been staged a drama of family struggle for power and profit for nearly a hundred years. After you sing, I will appear on stage, and the next aristocratic family will repeat. Following the old path of the previous family, clans fight against immortality, blood is higher than ability, and the upward passage from the bottom is blocked.

The Dayu Kingdom has been sunk in this meaningless cycle for nearly a hundred years, and it was not until the appearance of Prime Minister Ji Lao that we saw a ray of light from the sky.

In order to protect this ray of sky to become the rising sun of the Dayu Kingdom, I will not allow anyone to destroy it.

You can not.

Neither can I.

At the end of the letter, Xu Yuque sent me two lines of poetry.

These two lines are very well written, and I would like to match it with the grandest finale of this drama.

I pulled out the golden flood sword at my waist, and the soldiers around me raised their weapons. Fu Keji stood in front of me, holding his long sword horizontally, and forbidding his soldiers to approach me any further.

The sharp rubbing sound of the sword passing through the iron scabbard made the ears extremely uncomfortable.

"I was able to push me to this point," I said to the man standing in front of me, "I deserve to be the one who taught me."

Fu Keji didn't look back, he only left me a generous back.The flames of the ever-burning candles in Chengtian Hall danced, casting a golden glow on his silver armor.

In the final chapter of the story, the identity of the protagonist is revealed. He is a phoenix bird inhabiting dead wood, and he is a five-clawed golden dragon hiding in the abyss.Now that the wind is blowing and the water is blowing, and the thunder is thundering, he must toss in the sea and soar in the sky.

After the Waking of Insects, the sun rises.

The young king will bring a glorious future to this country.

As a villain, I can only hold my last sword.

The golden flood sword was still stained with Wei Kexin's blood, and the blood stains could not obliterate the sharp sword light.My fingers caressed the shining blade of the sword, feeling the icy temperature of the blade.

This sword has been with me for many years.

At the age of 14, my master gave me this sharp sword. At the age of 37, I still only have this sword.This fierce sword has devoured countless souls of the dead, and now, it is about to devour its master.

I pressed my sword against my neck, and recited to everyone present the desperate poem given to me by my old friend.

"Our body and name will be destroyed, and the rivers and rivers will not be destroyed." 7

I am reciting for the end of my life. These two lines of poetry shake my heart, make my blood boil, and my fighting spirit is high.

It is both an elegy and a battle song.

The sharp blade pierced the throat, and the blood splashed on the master's coffin, on my plain filial piety, and on the frightened face of the child.

Before my body collapsed, I silently gave Fu Zhi Ribi the exit type.

Fu Zhiri is a precocious child, he understood what I meant.

Young children screamed.

He's crazy.

0. The Golden Age

"Emperor Yu Wen killed Li Nian'en, and opened the century-old glory of the Great Yu Kingdom."

The old man had a big beard and couldn't open his eyes. His lectures were boring and his voice was steady. Almost no one wanted to listen to his lectures.

As the king of kids in the school, Fu Shuo, who sat in the first row, took the lead in sleeping.In the whole school, there were only two people listening to the class, one was the third son of the Fu family who was sitting next to Fu Shuo, and the other was a black and thin child sitting in the corner.

The black and thin child was a playmate given to Fu Jin by Aunt Zhu. It was said that he was a relative of the Fu family. No one knew his last name, but his nickname was San Pang.When Sanpang first came to the Fu family, he was very shy of strangers. He kept shrunk behind Fu Shuo, who was younger than him, and didn't want to play with others at all. Fu Jin went to play together.

San Pang struggled to hold the pen, crookedly writing notes on the book, and threw a ball of paper on San Pang's desk.San Pang looked from the direction the ball of paper was thrown from, and just in time saw Fu Jin sitting beside him grimacing at him.San Pang was very impatient. From the first day he came to Fu's house, he didn't like this young master named Fu Jin, but this young master didn't know how to read his words, and stayed close to San Pang all day long. It is well-known as, "You are the playmate that Aunt Zhu found for me, and you want to play with me."

But no matter how irritable San Pang is in his heart, he can't show it on his face. If he wants to stay in the Fu family and continue to live a life where he can eat, clothe, keep warm and study, he must not offend this little girl named Fu Jin. master.

Although Fu Jin has a surly personality, he is the favorite son of the head of the Fu family. When Fu Jin was five years old, the head of Fu Jin summoned all nine of his sons to the ancestor's spirit card, holding Fu Jin who wanted to run away. Jin told the other sons that Fu Jin was the future heir of the Fu family. Any grain store, restaurant, or mansion belonged to Fu Jin. The other sons could just take a share of the property that would not starve to death.

Facing the patriarch of the Fu family who is so eccentric, the boss of the Fu family said that there is no problem, and he will listen to his father; Not to be outdone, he took out the land deed and slapped it on the table, and distributed one to every brother except the third.

That day, the face of the third child of the Fu family was quite dark. Fu Jin, who had already acquired all the property of the Fu family, accepted the land deed given to him by the fifth brother without a word, and became the biggest winner in the audience.

Facing such a high-status young master like Fu Jin, San Pang suppressed all his resentment in his heart, and silently opened the paper ball, only to see that it said——