Reborn Tyrant Raiders System

"Brother Huang's love for my younger brother, this younger brother is deeply grateful for Long's kindness!" After a few words of pleasantries, Fu Mingzhe paused, with a humble expression, and said deeply, "The elder and younger are in order. How can there be an elder brother who has not yet married? Just a wedding ceremony?"

"Huh?" Fu Mingtian was very upset. As soon as the imperial decree was issued, the petition was played. It was nothing more than unworthy status, orderly seniority, and three years of filial piety. However, the flirting in private can be vigorously jubilant; Secondly, after glancing at the little golden man with his head drooping, an inexplicable grievance burst out of his heart! —A 17-year-old baby, in modern times, is Yi Ya's puppy love! !

Why don't we continue to keep filial piety?Holding his chin, Fu Mingtian thought about it for a while. Fu Mingqin is absolutely not allowed to fall in love. Puppy love is very harmful. Marriage will implicate the family, and once the family is involved, there will be conflicts of interest. They might be forced to board a pirate ship! !

The emperor who had made up his mind wiped away the urge to find out why he felt uncomfortable when someone hinted that Fu Mingqin was going to get married. He picked up the tea obediently presented, took a sip, moistened his throat and said, "Ziqing's body and bones Not good, there is a whole cabinet of desks in the Imperial Hospital, if you try to be a woman too early, you are afraid of hurting your body, this father also told all the ministers, old son..." Fu Mingtian paused, staring at the aura of his good brother, Glancing at Fu Mingzhe with a smile, he said, "The priest is here today, it's not inappropriate to talk about marriage between men and women at this time of year."

The older royal leftover man who was labeled by two generations of emperors as not being able to get close to women buried his head lower, looked down uncertainly, his eyeballs rolled around, can't he?no? !But every morning, Xiao Xiaoqing always gets up! ! !

"My brother violated the rules, and I hope the emperor will forgive me!" Although Fu Mingzhe was calm, he was also choked by the emperor's brazenness.Fu Mingqin is not in good health. He was under the Olympic Games. Are you kidding me? I think he was only 13 years old. Facing a gang fight with warriors from other countries, he was singled out. He also gave him a new hairstyle and eyebrow trimming. Worry about washing, cutting and blowing, and go directly to the empty door! !Nima, it's almost like saying that someone has a hidden disease, in front of people, is this really okay?

Looking at Fu Mingqin with pity, Fu Mingzhe sighed, rather than letting the emperor ruin your reputation, you should die and leave early!Anyway, this life of seeking power and murder in the deep palace compound is not suitable for you, a fool.

Restraining the slightly twitching corners of his mouth, and putting on his usual light smile, giving people the feeling of being blown away, Fu Mingzhe talked about the affairs of the imperial tomb one by one, expressing that he was really serious about keeping his filial piety, and occasionally talked about some fun things.

On the surface of Fu Mingtian, he also seemed to be listening attentively.

Afterwards, the servant came to report, and the fifth prince also came.

The four brothers babbled all afternoon, and a group of brothers and sisters went to Wu Ren's bedroom respectfully, and settled down in the morning and evening.

After saluting to Wu Ren one by one, Wu Ren stayed for dinner despite feeling unwell, and it was another picture scroll of the harmony and happiness of the Tian family.

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It is a common saying that spring rain is as expensive as oil, but rain during the sacrificial festival adds a lot of extra workload to the guard work: cleaning the ground, waterproofing care for utensils, incense candles, livestock...Although there are old calendars to follow, you are not afraid of one Just in case, the new emperor must be cautious when offering sacrifices to the ancestors and comforting the ancestors for the first time.

The spring rain fell continuously for two consecutive days, and the rain and fog filled the air, adding a sense of dullness to the already quiet and majestic imperial mausoleum.

The officials who can come with the car are the people in power of the prince's family or the descendants of the founding heroes. Naturally, they have to sacrifice their ancestors when they come here.After all, to be buried with the imperial mausoleum is the glory of the shaded grandson.

In the rolling mountains near Zhengshou Mountain, there are Guixun ancestors of several clans. People come and go, standing solemnly, remembering their ancestors.

In the meantime, a little boy, relying on his father's love, pointed his little finger at the high mountain not far away, and asked with a smile, "Father, whose family is that? Gonghou Bozinan, besides the royal family, isn't his father the most noble title? Hmph! "

Suddenly, he slapped him with a slap and widened his eyes, "Come here, send this unfilial son who speaks wild words home!"

"Wow……"

The scene was chaotic in an instant. His father looked at the place he was pointing at, with a trace of unwillingness in his eyes. He was also a founding hero, so why was he treated so generously?

The only place that can stand shoulder to shoulder with Zhengshou Mountain is the Wu Garden, the burial place of the successive heads of the Wu family.

At this moment, Wu Garden is bustling with excitement.

Wu Di secretly rolled his eyes at the ancestral tablet, while staring at the remaining Jin Miaomiao of the Wu family.There is no need to count a single slap. There has never been a division of the clan and government in a hundred years, and there are only three families left.No matter which house, all the children are not prosperous, plus the two in the palace are exactly 13 people.

The head of the second house with a missing arm, the third house owner with a broken leg and a wheelchair, two uncles and nephews who are out of three clothes are holding the baby girl in tears, excited, "My Wu family finally has a girl again, can It’s so pampered!!”

"Hello girl, hello girl, our family will save a dowry for you!"

The rest of the seven young and middle-aged people of different heights looked at the elders who were weeping with joy, and turned their attention to the Dai Patriarch.

"Second Uncle, it's not that I, Wu Di, don't know each other!" Interrupting the clansmen who were extremely difficult to get together, Wu Di held the genealogy tree in his arms, flipped it over and over, and scratched his ears, "A hundred years ago, my Wu family was also the vassal king of the former dynasty. In the end, although the position of the hereditary general is known as the Grand Marshal of the Army and Horses, he has never been awarded a title. opposite?"

The other side branches pricked up their ears to listen, and they also tickled their hearts.

Known as the second uncle, Wu Qi, who is the oldest and longest-lived of the Wu family, stroked his beard and smiled mysteriously, "Shen Yan, the world knows the glory of my Wu family. ..." He looked like he was about to say a secret, but deliberately lowered his voice.

"Second Uncle, don't worry, we are the only ones in this ancestral hall!" Although he is the lord of the third family, he still has a childlike innocence, and he patted his chest as a guarantee.

"Well, the surrounding guards are absolutely safe." The acting Patriarch nodded solemnly.

"Second Grandpa, tell me!" Ten-year-old Wu Qi hurriedly urged, relying on her young age and being her great-grandfather.

"I..." The second uncle of the Wu family knocked on the cigarette rod, gestured for his missing arm, and felt sad and aggrieved, "I only hate that I was the second son, and I was caught before my father said anything. Eavesdropping failed, copying the family rules a hundred times, after that..." The father didn't return home, and the elder brother took over the burden in silence and went to the border.

"Second Uncle/Second Grandpa/Second Great Master"

"What are you arguing about!" The memory was interrupted, the second uncle of the Wu family turned his face, took a puff of smoke, and exhaled slowly, the smoke instantly fascinated the heads that approached, and everyone was choked and coughed, "Not ready yet Let’s go to the ceremony, we are the ones who make a mistake and lose face!! You just think that Fu Taizu and the ancestors are god-like existences, and we mortals have not yet learned their true teachings!"

Compared with the bustle of Wu Yuan, it is rare for the Wu family scattered across borders to get together and connect with each other.After sacrificing their ancestors, especially the family who are also founding heroes but only have titles and are not in power now, they are not at peace.

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The Hall of Prayer for Heaven was brightly lit, and all the ministers, especially the officials from the Ministry of Rites, were waiting solemnly to do the final review for the grand ceremony of worshiping the ancestors in a few hours.

Xinggong Anle Pavilion

"Master." The black shadow floated down, and respectfully handed over the secret letter.

After looking at the special wax seal pattern, he confirmed that it had never been opened, sighed lightly, and slowly opened it.

Inside is the cipher text, if Fu Mingtian repeats this again, after reading the whole text, he will definitely hang his head in frustration and beat his head violently, telling you not to study hard, and your family history will be fed to the dog! !

Morse code, the whole text is translated, only four words: everything is ready.

Fu Mingzhe's eyes became slightly fascinated. Under the cover of the night, his originally extremely black pupils suddenly burst out with brilliance, which was extremely eye-catching.With a slight smile on his face, he took out the fire pocket that he carried with him, lit a small fire, watched the letter in his hand burn to ashes little by little, and landed on the table, then slightly curled his lips, and said lightly, "Go down!"

"Yes!"

After being silent for a long time, Fu Mingzhe lay on the bed and fell asleep, waiting for the outbreak.

On the third quarter of the ninth lunar month in the first year of Qiande, it is advisable to pray for blessings.

In the silence, there is only the sound of dripping rain.

"what-"

Waking up in a dream, tossing and turning, unintentional sleep.

The lights were flickering in the middle of the night, Wu Ren frowned, holding a carving knife, carefully carving the wood stroke by stroke, in order to make himself feel at ease.The original rectangular piece of wood has now begun to take shape, with a brocade belt around his waist, cloud boots on his feet, a wooden sword in his hand, and two buns in his hair.

"Cough cough..."

"Master!" Ci He felt very distressed. Back in the day, a pair of masterful hands determined the world, but now he was trembling, and it took a lot of effort to even pick up a pen and write.

"Nothing, just sleepless nights, looking for some entertainment." Wu Ren took a sip of warm tea, then stroked the wood carving carefully, recalling the past, and couldn't help sighing, "He taught me this skill at the beginning, and I haven't practiced it for many years. , is now unfamiliar."

One word at a time, speaking very slowly.

"A few days ago, Ziqing made a small temper and said that he didn't want to see the first emperor, but he still cared about the overall situation. I didn't think I was a fool at the time. I thought my pride was indestructible, but I regretted it in the end."

"master."

"It's okay, come talk with me, now you're the only one left who knows a thing or two, late at night suddenly dreaming about juvenile things, ahem... It's my fault first!" Wu Ren's eyes were obviously lonely and remorseful.

"Master, please rest for a while, it's almost time." Ci He said all kinds of words in his heart a hundred times, but he couldn't utter a single word.

"It's almost Yinshi, and I'm going to see him soon. That's great. Do you think he will forgive me?" Wu Ren looked up into the distance, as if nostalgic, "He said that the world said he was mediocre, but he was the biggest in his life. His greatest achievement is that the Overlord fights hard, and he has me."

"He said he wanted to die in the same coffin, but I broke them apart alive!"

"actually……"

Suddenly there was a huge thunder in the sky, one after another, and the spring thunder rolled, deafening.

Wu Ren stopped talking, regained his senses, and his face instantly returned to normal, indifferent and ruthless, making it difficult to see emotions.

"Ah, auspiciousness from heaven!"

"The golden dragon is alive!"

There was a sound of kicking and tapping outside the window, Wu Renzheng was frowning, and suddenly the general outside the door came to see him.

Putting on a fox fur, Wu Ren walked out slowly, just in time a flash of lightning flashed across the dark night sky, illuminating the "auspiciousness" in the midair, looking at the midair, the panic in his heart, the restlessness of the night seemed to have an explanation.

In mid-air, thunder after thunder rolled up the clouds covering the sky and earth, making people's ears buzzing, and people couldn't help but look up at the sky.

The sky is dark and the dragon moves, and the thunder and lightning excite the male and female.A five-clawed golden dragon is shining brightly, flying among the billowing clouds, as if flying through the clouds.But then a four-legged fire dragon appeared out of thin air, stepped on the back of the golden dragon, and the two revolved in the air, fighting head to tail, accompanied by lightning.

The four-legged fire dragon twisted and breathed fire, and slowly appeared—one bite to fix the world.

The five-clawed golden dragon fell slowly.

Between lightning and thunder, Antai Palace suddenly caught fire.

Antai Palace, the temporary residence of the emperor's palace.

In an instant, the lightning disappeared, the two dragons disappeared, and the sky and the earth seemed to merge into one.No other sounds could be heard around, the kneeling servants, the sound of running water not far away, and the sound of heavy rain seemed to be lost.

it's raining gradually

There was a long, long silence.

Wu Ren sneered, "I have never believed in heaven in my life!"

The author has something to say: roll around, be cute and ask for a message.

Hahaha, I suddenly got caught up in such a dilemma.

There is a vision of worshiping the ancestors, and it is still a vision of great rebellion.

The hero is forced into a dilemma, hahaha.

Sure enough, the big villain still has a high IQ, throwing people off N streets.