He said he was a god

They finally arrived at their residence, and after landing, the car door opened automatically.The butler immediately greeted him with surprise on his face, "Young master is back?" The butler called to the robot beside him to help Joe put his backpack in. In fact, he put all the large luggage in the storage space, and the ones he brought back this time were only special products. , Souvenirs nothing more.

The man waved his hand, grabbed Joe's shoulder and helped him take off the backpack, held it in his hand, raised his eyebrows, and said, "No, I'll just take it in."

The butler didn't say anything, and used the intercom to inform the other servants to prepare for various matters.

For dinner, it was a hearty meal that Joe rarely enjoys outside.The man sat on the main seat and helped him cut a piece of steak, his movements were very elegant, with an indescribable aristocratic atmosphere. "Eat more." The man smiled.

That's right, a man is born to be a child of an aristocratic family, and etiquette and upbringing permeate his bones, unlike him, he was used to being wild when he was a child.

Joe didn't refuse, and ate silently.In the silence, he said, "Do you still remember Shen He?"

The man was taken aback, put down his knife and fork, "That girl you mentioned?"

Joe nodded, "She will come over after the Chinese New Year."

The man's smile was impeccable, "Okay. I've always wanted to meet her, and this time I'm finally free... Wait, does she know your plan?"

"...I know." Joe smiled rarely, since only the trust of the heart can be exchanged for sincerity.

"Well, let Uncle Pang prepare it in a few days." Uncle Pang is the housekeeper of their villa.

"Besides her... There should be other partners coming." Joe said hesitantly.

"You seem to have gained a lot from this trip." The man sighed, "And met so many friends..."

"Where is the next stop?" The man wiped his mouth and got up from his seat.

"A mausoleum in the sky."

"..." The man's eyes suddenly darkened, "The tomb of the former emperor?"

Joe didn't dare to look at the man and nodded.No matter how stable and resolute he is in front of the army and his partners, he will never be calm and composed in front of men, like a child without a trace of all disguises that can be seen through by men's deep eyes.

"You...do you know how many organs there are!" The man seemed angry.

"The previous me also broke through. This time, I won't fail."

The man pulled him up from his seat, "Come into my room!"

"Hey! Wait! I haven't finished my meal yet! Dad? Hey! Smelly man!"

The man's room is very spacious, the first thing that catches the eye is a big soft bed, which can sleep five people, but every night, the man sleeps alone on the big bed.

The man walked to the bed and turned on the shielding function of the room, "Now, here, tell me everything about this journey." The man ordered.

It's one thing to support him, it's another to let him take his chances.Breaking into the mausoleum of the late emperor is an added crime!

Although even without this crime, treason alone is enough for them to die tens of thousands of times.

However, before the first emperor ascended the throne, he was treacherous and tolerant, and seized power all the way; when he was in power, he sat on the throne and called the wind and rain; even if it collapsed later, the mausoleum he built before his death was still heavily guarded and heavily guarded. outer.

Joe also knows the seriousness of the matter, and he has grown a lot along the way.He temporarily suppressed the dissatisfaction and innate resistance in his heart, and began to repeat it in detail.The man listened very carefully, and would ask him some key questions from time to time, and Joe answered them one by one.

"...So, now, the only thing left is the trip to the mausoleum. Didn't the first emperor say it himself? His secrets are all left in that tomb. This trip, no matter what, must go." Joe's eyes were firm.

The man said almost viciously, "Then why didn't you run to the mausoleum from the beginning!"

Joe smiled wryly, "I've been there. Very early on. It was just the beginning, but I didn't make it through..." At that time, he was young and frivolous, high-spirited, thinking that nothing was too difficult for him, but he almost died before he started.

The man frowned, when did this kid go without telling himself?

"But it's different now. I have a partner, and I've discovered a thing or two about the power that guards the mausoleum. This time, I promise nothing will go wrong."

The man looked at him, "If you don't come back this time, be careful, I'll go to hell to flog the corpse."

Joe gave a rare smile, "Father, the empire strictly prohibits officials from being superstitious."

The man glanced at him, and called Uncle Pang to ask the kitchen to make some snacks for the young master.

"So this time, I just have to wait for you, right?"

Joe nodded while eating, "The preparations still need to be done well. First, notify the leaders in various places, let them organize the army, clean up the traitors, and ensure the safety of the sub-base. Then, when I come back, the whole army can attack. "

The man looked at his son who was busy eating, and then rubbed his blond hair, "If I hadn't raised an army in the first place, that old thief Shen would have discovered it long ago." Old thief Shen was talking about the current emperor , the eldest son of the first emperor Shen Chu, Shen Bo.It's just that although Shen Bo learned the late emperor's cunning and cunning, he didn't learn the late emperor's art of governing the country. Now he is just an empty shell, and the power is still in the hands of those few elders. Joe's grandfather was one of the elders, and his son inherited his father's position, so Joe's father naturally had a high position.

In the end, the man promised to help him manage the various bases, and at the same time help him prepare the weapons and equipment needed for the next trip.

That night, Joe lay on his bed and sighed comfortably.Although he didn't want to go back to this house or see this man, he had to admit that he missed his father a little bit.

I don't know what's going on with Shen He and the others... let's use the ID to see each other tomorrow...

In my mind, my mother's beautiful guitar sound echoed again, like a small flower that only bloomed for a day from the rotten earth. It was fragile and inconspicuous, but it had its own vitality.

[Love should be the attitude of one soul to another soul,

rather than the response of one organ to another.

Love is a heart meeting another heart,

Rather than one face meeting another.

When your earnest gaze first,

met my gaze,

and love,

Echoed love.

...]

My mother told herself that it was on such an occasion that her father and her met.She sat on the bench, played the guitar, and sang, and then the hurried man stopped, backed up, and came back to her, looking at the blonde woman with fluttering hair.In such a hasty era, people have countless desires to pursue, and countless abyss to fill. No one cares about a person who passes by, or what color clothes that person wears. , I don't care whether the expression on that person's face is sad or happy, and I don't care whether that person is heading towards death or life.

But that man, he stopped.He quietly listened to his mother's guitar sound, as if he saw a fire in the crowd that only he could see, and captured the music that was as light as a breeze that only he could hear.Then he raised his head with a tense expression, as if he was stumbling over from a long distance, in the dust of the years, in the endless wilderness of time, he ran up to the woman and asked her, "What's your name?" ?...You play really well." Like the beginning of all fairy tales, the two of them started with "what's your name" and then everything.

……

It's a pity that they failed to have a happy ending like a fairy tale.

Mother came from the far north, the last country to surrender to the Co-Prosperous Empire in the World War.Although it was also incorporated into the territory of the empire later, and the people were also included in the subjects of the empire, the empire did not recognize them. Maybe it was because the two sides fought fiercely for a long time during the war, and there was a wall of hatred built with blood.Some of those people became slaves, some became servants, some were sold as favors, or sex slaves, and even more became homeless.In the imperial court, there were quite a few homeless people from that distant northern cold country.They formed a small base, men and women, to protect each other so that they can live better, and the mother is the wandering singer among them.

Her father fell in love with her at first sight, and she did not refuse.It's just that his father's wings were not yet full-fledged at that time, and the family did not allow him to marry such a lowly woman-political marriage is a topic that has not changed for a hundred years.The father was running around, making money everywhere, wooing contacts, gaining power and status, and planned to take his mother back when he became stronger.And the mother, wandering on the street with herself, singing songs during the day, going back to the base to sleep at night, occasionally saw the father who came back in a hurry, and then watched him leave in a hurry.Because he was afraid that the enemy would discover his mother's existence, he did not dare to take her into a private residence, nor did he dare to stay for too long.But he was very kind to his mother, and he left a lot of money every time, but his mother donated part of it to the base, and saved the other part, which was never used.

At that time, I was very ignorant, and asked her why she didn't use money to buy cakes and delicious food?

The gentle mother has eyes that see through the essence of everything. She said, before everything is decided, don't overdraw all the happiness that belongs to the future.

In fact, what the mother said was right. Although the father did not abandon her, he indirectly killed her in the end.And her happiness is also broken in the non-existent future.And it took him a long time to realize that the money was left by his mother for his own use. She thought that her son would not be guaranteed happiness.

It is perfectly normal to have political enemies in the political arena, and father, of course there are.

When he was four years old, a group of people kidnapped his mother.He looked around, crying and calling for his mother, but in the end, he found her in the execution ground surrounded by people.In fact, what he saw should not be her, but her corpse.She was wearing a hood, and he shouldn't have been able to tell the difference, but he saw the red bead bracelet that his father had given to his mother on the hand of the condemned prisoner.

How ironic, my mother didn't dare to wear too expensive jewelry, and didn't dare to use my father's money, for fear of attracting attention and being robbed and killed by others.And when she died, she was dressed plainly, even shabby, and even with a bracelet, it was an ominous red color.Same color as death.

It wasn't until his father came back in a hurry that he knew that the woman of his father's political enemy had committed a crime, and that man bribed the government court to kidnap her as a lamb.It was not until later that he realized that this kind of thing was very common in the empire.As long as you have money, the prison can also become your kingdom paradise. Only you have the right to kill and cause trouble and you can escape without guilt.so what?Just because she has no money, no power, no power, does the mother deserve to die?Do those innocent civilians deserve to die?

Even...even the corpses...are mutilated.

The father retrieved the mother's body by himself, but a small part of the organs had already been sold by the government.It is not correct to say that it is the government. They will not do these things themselves, but if they don't, they have lackeys to do it for them.

Such a corrupt and dirty empire, why do you think it needs to exist?It wasn't just because of Song Wenshu's incident that made him determined to take this path.A long time ago, he had already made up his mind when he saw his mother die tragically and his life was in dire straits.

To change this empire, even if you are a sinner through the ages, even if the war continues and the people cry together, you must take this country back from those treacherous people and entrust it to the people again.

It is not the emperor and his courtiers that make up a country, but the land and people that make up a country!

A nation is conceived from the womb of the people,

Nature should also return to the embrace of the people.