The daily life of the great grandson of Ming Dynasty

The assassin can easily bring Zhu Zhanji out of the palace, which shows that neither the guards nor the Jin Yiwei in the palace are his opponents.

Zhu Zhanji's heart sank when he saw the assassin's words were so sure.It seems that if you want to face the assassin head-on, the Jinyiwei and the imperial guards are not the opponents of the assassin.However, if there are a large number of people, assassins may not necessarily be their opponents.

With the ability of an assassin, he can escape from the siege of the imperial guards and Jin Yiwei alone, but it is not necessarily the case with Zhu Zhanji.

Thinking of this, Zhu Zhanji felt relieved a lot.To him, it doesn't matter whether he kills the assassin or not, the important thing is that the assassin can't take him away.However, the people of the White Lotus Sect didn't catch him this time, maybe they will send this assassin to catch him, and then they will fall into an endless loop, which is not a good thing.He had to think hard about how to deal with this assassin.

When the assassin saw Zhu Zhanji wrinkling his pretty face, his heart wrinkled too.He was just about to ask "what's the matter" when he saw Zhu Zhanji returning to the room wearily.He quickly followed in.

Zhu Zhanji returned to the dilapidated house and sat at a very clean but very old table.Delicate teapots and cups are placed on the table.

He rested his elbows on the table and his face with his hands, frowning slightly with a very distressed expression.

The assassin did not stand beside Zhu Zhanji, but stood in the corner, watching Zhu Zhanji quietly.

Zhu Zhanji was thinking about how to deal with this assassin.He was wondering if he could bribe the assassin.

This assassin should be the top assassin of the White Lotus Sect, and it is not easy to bribe him.If the assassin can be bought off, and the White Lotus Sect sends someone to arrest him, he won't have to be afraid.

How is he going to buy off this assassin?

As a top killer, money definitely doesn't matter.Trying to buy him with money will definitely not work.If it is beautiful, he probably doesn't like it either, after all, killers are ruthless and loveless.

Money and sex won't work, so what else can.

The assassin stood in the corner, staring at Zhu Zhanji quietly.If you look closely at his eyes, you can find a softness in his eyes.

Zhu Zhanji felt the gaze behind him, and turned his head to look at the assassin.

Seeing Zhu Zhanji suddenly looking back at him, the assassin was not frightened, nor did he look back, but stared straight at Zhu Zhanji.

Zhu Zhanji also looked straight at the assassin.The two just stared at each other like this, and no one wanted to look away.

"Uncle, what's your name?" Zhu Zhanji looked at the assassin, and suddenly thought of the assassin's consideration for him, and had an idea in his heart, thinking that there was a way to try.

The assassin didn't speak.

"Don't you have a name?" Zhu Zhanji looked at the assassin in surprise, "Could it be that your name is assassin, or the number one assassin?"

The assassin still didn't speak.

Although it is daytime now, the assassin is hiding in a corner. If you don't look carefully, you can't find him at all.

Seeing the assassin's silence, Zhu Zhanji didn't mind, and continued to say: "Is your name A?" Assassins generally don't have names, only code names.Then it is very likely to be called A, B, B, B, Ding.

The assassin still didn't speak.

Zhu Zhanji guessed again: "B?"

The assassin still didn't respond.

Zhu Zhanji then said "B" and "D"...

The assassin still didn't speak.

Zhu Zhanji said many code names in one breath, but the assassin didn't respond.He thought he guessed the code name wrong.

"It's not right, don't you really have a name?" Zhu Zhanji looked at the assassin strangely, "Everyone must have a name, why don't you have a name?"

The assassin finally spoke: "No."

"You really don't have a name?" Zhu Zhanji looked surprised, "You don't have a name, so why do people from the White Lotus Sect call you?"

The assassin said, "Shadow."

"Shadow?" Zhu Zhanji said in amazement, "I just call you Shadow, isn't Shadow your name?"

"No." The shadow continued

He was alone, he was just one of the shadows.

"The shadow is your code name." Zhu Zhanji looked at the assassin who had been standing still in the corner, thinking that the code name "shadow" was quite suitable for an assassin.

The assassin didn't speak again.

Zhu Zhanji looked at the assassin, and suddenly smiled and said, "Since you don't have a name, let me give you a name."

The assassin looked at Zhu Zhanji and still didn't speak.However, if you look closely at his eyes, you can see a flash of anticipation in his eyes.

Zhu Zhanji frowned, with a thoughtful expression.He thought for a while and said, "Uncle, why don't you call Wuying." He thought that Wuying sounded better than Shadow. "Uncle, what do you think of this name?"

"Wuying?" The assassin said it once, and then the corner of his mouth raised slightly.

"Uncle, do you think the name Wuying sounds nice?" Zhu Zhanji tilted his head, blinked his big black eyes and looked at the assassin expectantly.

The assassin didn't speak, but he nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Zhu Zhanji had a happy smile on his face: "Then I'll call you Uncle Wuying."

The assassin still didn't speak, but a smile flashed across his eyes, although it was very shallow.Of course, Zhu Zhanji couldn't see it, after all, his face was covered with a black cloth.

"Uncle Wuying, have you been an assassin since you were a child?" Zhu Zhanji propped his face with his right hand and looked at the assassin curiously, "How many years have you been an assassin, have you always dressed like this? Isn't it amazing..."

Zhu Zhanji twittered and asked several questions in a row, and the assassin who asked them didn't know which question to answer at the moment.

"Where are you White Lotus Sect? What do you White Lotus Sect members do? Did you kill a lot of people..."

Silently.When it comes to things in the religion, Wuying will not talk about it, this is the canon.

"Uncle Wuying, do you know that you White Lotus Sect members are bad people, you have done a lot of bad things and killed many people..." Zhu Zhanji didn't expect Wuying to answer his question, and continued to talk about himself. "A year ago, you sent people to assassinate my grandfather, on the way to Fengyang. At that time, you killed many guards..."

For Wuying, killing people is commonplace.From childhood to adulthood, he didn't know how many people he had killed.

"My grandpa Huang is so good, why did you people from the White Lotus Sect assassinate him?" Zhu Zhanji puffed his cheeks and looked very angry, "Now the world is finally at peace. If you kill my grandpa Huang, the world will be destroyed." There will be chaos, and the common people will suffer again."

Wuying looked at Zhu Zhanji, but still didn't make a sound.

"My emperor's grandfather will be a good emperor and let the common people live a good life, but you people from the White Lotus Sect want to assassinate him and me." Zhu Zhanji does not object to religious belief, but the White Lotus Sect is obviously the best. "What you White Lotus Sect says about making decisions for the common people, you actually want to be the emperor." Don't look at the White Lotus Sect's propaganda to the people that they are on the side of the people, making decisions for the people, and letting the people live a better life. The only thing to do is to be an emperor.It's a pity that there are not many people in the White Lotus Sect, and there is no such force to rebel, so they can only do some sinister things secretly.

"You people of the White Lotus Sect think that if you kill Grandpa Huang and me, our old Zhu family's country will be unstable, and then you will be able to revolt and become emperor." Zhu Zhanji condemned unceremoniously, "Your White Lotus Sect People pretend to be kind and compassionate in front of the people, but in the end they want to kill a child of mine.”

Wuying finally spoke again: "I won't kill you."

Zhu Zhanji looked disbelieving: "Uncle Wuying, the people of the White Lotus Sect will not let you kill me now, and they will definitely kill me when you take me back to your old den of the White Lotus Sect."

Hearing this, Wuying frowned.Although he doesn't care about the affairs of the sect on weekdays, he still has a good understanding of some of the behaviors of the White Lotus Sect.Zhu Zhanji was right, the church didn't let him kill him now, but it might not be so when he got to the church.

Zhu Zhanji wrinkled his little face, his eyes turned slightly red, and his little expression looked pitiful: "I'm only four years old and I'm about to be killed. I'm so pitiful..." He cried as he spoke stand up.

Seeing Zhu Zhanji crying again, Wuying panicked and didn't know what to do for a while.

"I want to grow up, marry a wife and have children when I grow up." Zhu Zhanji cried softly, crying very aggrieved, "I promised my great-grandfather and grandfather that when I grow up, I will let the people of Daming They can have enough food, warm clothes, and establish a prosperous age of Ming Dynasty, a prosperous age not inferior to that of Tang Dynasty. For this reason, I have been obedient to study, but now I am about to die, and I promised my great-grandfather and Grandpa Huang It can't be done... After finishing speaking, Zhu Zhanji lay on the table and cried softly.

Listening to Zhu Zhanji's crying, Wuying's heart was pulled hard.He looked at the pastries left on the table, his eyes lit up, and he hurried over.

Seeing Wuying walking to the table, Zhu Zhanji held his mouth shut and cried even more aggrieved and sad.

Wuying comforted clumsily: "Don't cry." Then, he picked up a piece of peach kernel cake and handed it to Zhu Zhanji, "Eat."

Zhu Zhanji shook his head with tears all over his face.

Seeing that Zhu Zhanji didn't eat snacks, Wuying was at a loss.

"Don't cry..."

"I'm about to die, and you still don't let me cry." Zhu Zhanji said sobbingly, "I want to cry well before I die, or I won't be able to cry when I die, woo woo woo..."

Wuying's eyes were full of helplessness, and he comforted him anxiously and panickedly: "Undead..."

"I'm going to die, I'll be killed by your White Lotus Sect." Zhu Zhanji's eyes were red from crying, "I'm only four years old and I'm going to die, I'm so pitiful..." Zhu Zhanji got more and more The more I cry, the more wronged I am.

Wuyingjian's own persuasion was useless, so he had to repeat the same trick and let Zhu Zhanji fall asleep so that he would not cry.

Zhu Zhanji was picked up by Wuying and placed on the dilapidated bed, still carefully covering him with the quilt.

Wuying hesitated for a while, then raised his hand to wipe away the tears from Zhu Zhanji's eyes and face.

Even though he was forced to fall into a deep sleep, Zhu Zhanji's expression was still very aggrieved and sad.

Seeing him like this, Wuying felt a little sad in his heart.

Wuying knew in his heart that when he brought Zhu Zhanji back to the religion, there was only one end waiting for Zhu Zhanji, and that was death.Wuying doesn't want Zhu Zhanji to die.

Strange to say, he just didn't want the beautiful child in front of him to die.But he had to obey the orders of the church.

The order from the church and the fact that Zhu Zhanji did not want to die put Wuying in a dilemma.

Since childhood, Wuying has never been troubled by one thing.He doesn't even need to think, he just needs to follow the orders in the church.However, at this moment, he didn't want to listen to the orders in the church.

Wuying sat by the bed and looked at Zhu Zhanji for a while, then went out.After a while, he came back with a lot of food and interesting things.

After Zhu Zhanji woke up again, he not only didn't eat or drink, but also didn't speak, which made Wuying even more anxious and at a loss.