wife and king

Ascend to the back position, just four words, already contains a lot of information.

Ji Linchuan opened his eyes wide in astonishment: "Father, you..."

"You really think your father is old, don't you know?" Ji Chongde said angrily, "King Xiping is like this, and so is King Yan. He really would be so kind to save me, a criminal, because of a stranger's plea?! Ten out of ten." Eighty-nine are trying to win me over by saving me."

"No, Dad, you misunderstood." Ji Linchuan's heart shook, and he excused Yan Cangling, "Dad, you were saved by him, but I begged for it, and it has nothing to do with him."

"I want to lie to your father, you are still young, your father's eyes are not blind, Yan Cangling is a man with high ambitions, and he is definitely not a thing in the pool. It's just that during this period of time, thinking of his kindness to you, and your body is still in the middle of the night. It's not good, we didn't take you away. I didn't want to stay here, but let you have feelings for him, how decent! Jing Han, get up, a man has gold under his knees, and he shouldn't kneel down for the sake of his children's affair!"

"Father!" Ji Linchuan was sweating profusely, "Mu Qing is not what you think."

"What do I think?" Ji Chongde said with a cold face, "If you defend him again, don't blame Dad for thinking about things in a bad way, such as his purpose of getting close to you, his purpose of saving me, and..."

"Father, don't talk about it," Ji Linchuan argued, "This is all what you think, and has nothing to do with Mu Qing's real intentions. You must not put your personal opinion above Mu Qing."

"Hmph!" Ji Chongde flicked his sleeves, and his face darkened even more, "If you don't want me to misunderstand him, then leave with me while I still have some good feelings for others, otherwise I'm not sure I will judge him maliciously. Be careful."

"Father, why don't you listen to my advice? Although Mu Qing has a heart for the world, he treats the people from the bottom of his heart. If you don't believe me, ask the people of Fangcheng how they are doing under his rule. What Mu Qing did, I don't know how much better than that stupid king!" Ji Linchuan stood up abruptly, clenched his sleeves tightly with his fists, stretched his neck and argued with Ji Chongde red-faced.

"Shut up! How dare you slander the emperor, if someone else is present, you won't be able to cut off a single head!"

"Father, how long are you going to be foolish and loyal?" Ji Linchuan poked his neck, his face growing sullen, "you have been in the court for these years, and you should understand how the people are suffering, why you are still persistent Defend the foolish king who does nothing! Yes, I want to call him a foolish king, so what? !"

"Shut up!" Ji Chongde raised his hand impulsively, and was about to slap Ji Linchuan's face, but when he met Ji Linchuan's face, he paused for a moment, then put down his hand relentlessly, his voice sank, and the endless tears melted away. Sad, "Jing Han, you really don't know the world, you don't know the world! Today, the world is falling apart, and the kings support themselves. No matter who they support, they are all in danger of death. If you are lucky for a while and bet on the right person, you will naturally be able to be a high-ranking official and a rich salary in the future. If you make a wrong bet, you will be dismissed from office and take your life, and your family will be hurt. Only by supporting the emperor, when the throne changes in the future, can you still ask for a sage to save his life. The emperor is incompetent, so he will not be regarded as a thorn in the side, but If it was someone else...Jing Han, oh Jing Han, who has been enthroned as emperor since ancient times, how many people would let off the thorn in their side's ministers."

Ji Linchuan's heart was shocked. He never thought that his father would hide such thoughts. He always thought that Ji Chongde was defending the emperor without any basis, but he never thought it was because of this meaning.

"But father, you have fallen to such a point now, do you still want to protect that person?" Ji Linchuan shook his body, took a few steps back, and panic suddenly arose in his heart. Although he was familiar with his father, he felt so strange He couldn't call out his name, but his ordinary lips turned into ferocious blood teeth in his eyes—he was inexplicably afraid of facing such a father who was helping and abusing him.

"What else?" Ji Chongde asked back, "Our family's life is in his hands, and it's all up to him whether Dad can reverse the case."

"It sounds good, but actually, Dad, you don't want to pin your hopes on an impossible person." A trace of bitterness crept from the corner of his mouth, Ji Linchuan's eyes were dim, and the sad pain was faintly permeating from the deepest part of his heart, "Dad You are too stubborn to listen to anyone's persuasion. Anyway, since you insist on this, I still have something to say, you can let me leave him, but I will never return to Beijing. If I want to go back to Beijing, then I can only stay here with my life."

"You! Jing Han, how many times do you want to defy your father for this person! How good is he? It's worth your infatuation!" Ji Chongde's face was gloomy, with hints of wind and rain.

"What's so good," Lin Chuan hung these three words on his lips over and over again, and the smoke suddenly appeared in front of him, and the white smoke curled up, expanding the pictures full of heart: he sat aside politely, quietly Quietly telling his story; he put a heavy ingot of silver in his palm, telling others not to be discouraged; he embraced him in excitement, but let go in a panic; his black pupils gleamed, Staring at him affectionately, telling oaths that are not sweet words; he...he...he...

The bottom of my heart is full of him, the roots have been deeply rooted in the bottom of my heart, extending in all directions, and the branches and leaves have filled a heart, spreading out to every corner.

"His goodness can't be described in a few words." Ji Linchuan's smile spread out little by little, stretched a little bit, and went deep into the boundless place little by little, "No, his goodness doesn't need to be said, as long as I know it's good."

"You really don't repent!" Ji Chongde's face began to flash and thunder, "In short, father doesn't allow you to take this muddy water, go back immediately and pack up, we will go to live in seclusion elsewhere."

"Father, you don't want me to go there, but you have already waded into it," Ji Linchuan smiled lightly, "Do you think you can go back to be your minister of war? Do you want to live in seclusion? Dad, we have no way out, so why are you so obsessed with it?"

Ji Chongde's beard blew up, and he pointed at Ji Linchuan with one hand puffing his cheeks: "Ji Linchuan! Your mother doesn't know where you are now, but you put all your heart on others. If your mother finds out, she..."

"That's enough dad," Ji Linchuan stopped Ji Chongde coldly, "Don't you just want me to leave him, okay, I'll go, I'll say goodbye to him later, it's all up to you." He missed Ji Chongde's shoulder , looked straight ahead, and when he passed Ji Chongde, his footsteps paused, "But Dad, I did what you wanted, not because I compromised with you, but because I couldn't bear to make you sick and make myself guilty of unfilial piety. I have had enough sins in my life, and I don't want to bear another one. Dad, you are an outsider, unable to understand my pain and hatred. You only care about yourself, but you never think about me. That's all, no need to talk too much, Father, as long as you don't regret your choice today."

Ji Chongde's eyes were startled, and he looked at Ji Linchuan who was going around him, with his back straight, chest up and his head held high. Is this really the warm and watery person he knew? Why did he change his appearance in an instant? , the smile didn't change, but there was an unusual feeling.That kind of feeling is so faint that people can almost forget it, but it can emerge bit by bit when people ignore it. That kind of feeling seems to be called integrity.

With a palpitation in his heart, after all, the word worry occupied his mind, so Ji Chongde still followed.

Just when Ji Linchuan went to look for Yan Cangling to bid farewell with rhythmless steps, an unexpected guest came to Yan Cangling, no, to be precise, five of them.

After Ji Linchuan was taken away, Yan Cangling wanted to follow the past to persuade Ji Chongde, but when he mentioned it, he thought that Ji Linchuan was very measured, and if he intervened rashly, it would only make things worse. Ji Linchuan took care of it, while he waited for the good news.

So, he strode to Ji Linchuan's Chaolin Pavilion, waiting for Ji Linchuan's return, not wanting that before Ji Linchuan arrived, an unexpected guest came.

With a whoosh, the candles burning in the room were extinguished suddenly without wind, and before Yan Cangling's eyes got used to the darkness, five people turned over and entered the door, his pupils shrank, and when he was in focus, he saw only five candles. The sharp blade came towards him, piercing the big holes all over his body.

"Okay!" couldn't help but raised his voice, Yan Cangling didn't panic, twisted his body, dodged the sword in the face, pinched his fingers, and broke the sword with his internal force, and the broken sword shot towards the other person's cheek .He has always been able to do his job with ease, flying around every opening in the attack of the incoming people, one person facing five people, but his face is not red and his heart is not beating, not to mention panting, he is not even sweating.

On the contrary, those five people were unable to attack for a long time, they had already panicked, their swordsmanship was chaotic, and they killed without any rules. In the moment of a stick of incense, Yan Cangling had already restrained four of them, and the remaining one, Yan Cangling seemed to be teasing a cat Like, every time when the person is about to be captured, he deliberately let go of his hand, and the grin on his mouth became wider and wider, making the person's head smoke with anger. Finally, the person dropped the sword to the ground with a bang, with both hands Sitting on the ground with her chest around her buttocks: "I don't want to play with you, I can't play with you, if you have anything to ask, don't beat around the bush, I am the last one to play tricks on others."

Hearing this voice, it was clearly the owner of the coffin shop.

The shop owner was so knowledgeable that Yan Cangling was stunned for a moment, and after a moment he waved his sleeves to light up the candle, he saw the shop owner's appearance clearly in front of him.

If you look at this person with just one eye, you won't be able to see any distinctive taste, and you can even say that you can't find him in the crowd.But if you look carefully, you can find something unusual between the corners of the eyes and the lips, for example, the corners of his eyes are raised, Danfeng's eyes are soul-stirring, the lips are not shiny, but when they are raised, there are ruffians hanging on them. the taste of.

Yan Cangling couldn't find the right words to describe the person in front of him, and he always felt that he was a little unusual and weird.

"It's not your face." Yan Cangling paused for a moment, then firmly came to a conclusion.If you look at these five sense organs individually, each has its own merits, but if you put them together, it will be awkward.

The shop owner widened his pupils in surprise, pointed at his face and said, "How do you know, Lao Tzu's disguise technique has been used all over the world, and no one has discovered it yet."

"Intuition," Yan Cangling stood with his hands behind his back, "I know some disguise techniques, and I know that no matter how clever the disguise is, some things cannot be changed, such as the eyes."

The shop owner was stunned, his lips parted again, he clapped his palms and laughed loudly: "It's amazing, it's amazing, I'm convinced!"

"It's done, stop talking nonsense," Yan Cangling squinted at the four people on the side whose acupuncture points he had tapped, "Since you said you want to get straight to the point, I'll be blunt. You give me what I need, and I'll give you what you ask. Owe."

"Give me what I want?" The shopkeeper crossed his knees and waved his hands, how do you know what I want, "Tch."

"What you want is the antidote and money."

The shop owner's pupils shrank suddenly.