Chapter 230 – I’m going to the capital, little mountain thief.
Chapter 230: Little Mountain Thief I’m Going to the Capital
Xin Zhuo had to re-examine this big sister, he felt that it was not for no reason that the family had locked her up, he was afraid that she had lost her mind!
“You don’t believe me?” Jiang Huan’s face was filled with disappointment and said in a voice of only two people, “You should believe me! Back then, the Jiang Clan was too strong and too huge, their disciples were all over the world, when the Heavenly Authorization Emperor seized the throne, the dynasty was in turmoil, and at that time, many people advised grandfather to enter the throne, do you know that?
Uncle and grandmother ultimately did not agree, grandfather had to stop, but also buried the root of the trouble, was thought of by the court, which ultimately led to the battle of the Kunxu Demon, the day I came back to report, that is, the day you lost you, the Shenwu army, the front army of the temple rebelled, interspersed with the Fengjian Division, Zhenwu Division, the Qintian Supervisor and the palace’s masters.
The ginger family boys and girls were basically all put to death, the old Taijun died tragically, and even the first princess of Zheng, the princess of the North Sea, the princess of Fei Huang, the princess of Li Yang and other ladies were killed, and the breath was completely cut off, and I seem …… to have seen it with my own eyes.
Later, it was your mother who returned from the Taiping Palace to calm the chaos, and only then stabilized the situation! As a result, in the blink of an eye, the old Taijun their corpses are gone, and then ran out alive, they were taken away from the body or secret method of disguise people impersonate!
Nowadays, only your mother, Venerable Jiang Yong, Cicada Yi, Yu Gui, Nu Ying and a few maids under your seat and other subordinates are real in the mansion!
You have to believe me, I was born with full spiritual wisdom and know the before and after future.
Do you realize that? The reason why you are lost is actually your father’s arrangement, Xin Si is not a horse slave at all, he is your grandfather’s milk brother, before your father died, he had already predicted everything, and asked me to secretly come back to tell him, so that he could take you far away!”
Xin Zhuo hesitant to look at her, can not help but chills all over the body, make up a story also did not make up this way, hesitated for a moment: “my mother know?”
Jiang Huan grasped his hand, tearful eyes: “Although your mother is extremely talented, but how can she recognize this weird impersonation method? This method has to be prepared ten years in advance, skillfully and incomparably planted, not even a tiny bit wrong, it can be described as wonderful to the peak, even the court is not clear, no one even knows where they come from.”
Xin Zhuo was surprised and said: “So, what method do you have to teach me?”
Jiang Huan said in a deep voice: “Nowadays, there is only the Western Qin Army, where the iron barrel is in place, and Uncle San is there, but he doesn’t have long to live ……”
“Bam!”
At this time, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, the old Taijun with a group of subordinates appeared in the doorway, already old tears, choking out of voice: “Huan child, you in the end let grandmother how to be good ah? Do you have to drag Yuqing along with you to rebel? Grandmother begged you to stop talking nonsense, have you caused less trouble?”
Said has rushed over, embraced Jiang Huan, tears pouring, bawling, white hair are messed up a few points, people see the heartache.
Jiang Huan body shivering, suddenly also embraced her, laughed up to the sky, like crazy.
“Huan’er, you rest, you don’t be nervous ……” The old Taijun painfully patted Jiang Huan’s back.
Xin Zhuo sighed and said, “Grandmother, unchain big sister, the meridians have been broken, I’ve tried, she has at most one month to live, the gods can’t save her!”
Jiang Huan was indeed lifespan broken, her sanity was disoriented, and she was seeking her own death, the world’s most miraculous medical techniques could not save a person whose sanity and heart were about to die.
Got up and walked out.
Behind them, the sound of crying is even louder.
Xin Zhuo footsteps are very slow, his face is cloudy, the most difficult to distinguish in the world is the words of a madman, you can hardly distinguish which sentence is true and which is false, which is her fantasy.
But if you are talking about something like taking over the body, you yourself are the number one taking over the body player!
“Your big sister, Jiang Huan, has suffered all her life.”
The old Taijun didn’t know when she stepped aside, “Back then, she was a genius, she was promised to the son of Duke Xu at the age of fourteen, and the next year, that boy died of illness, and at the age of fifteen, she was promised to the grandson of the King of Liang County, and along with that, that boy was also gone.
Sixteen years old with his father’s campaign, the whole family was destroyed, people are confused, all day long immersed in fantasy, sometimes say things that she herself believe, we are also very difficult to question the truth, this is the reason why the grandmother trapped her, the hearts of the people are meat long, grandmother also hurt.
That day, grandmother and several of your aunts were indeed on the verge of a tragic death, fell in a pool of blood, but were escorted to safety by the experts in the mansion in a desperate attempt, how can the hallowed Jiang be like a dead dog, lying on the ground?
Back then, your elder sister also said that the current son of heaven was dropped, said vividly, the whole court was bewildered, alas! The chains are undone.” Long sigh, changed the road to leave, as if aged a dozen years, footsteps hobbled.
Xin Zhuo paused, hesitated for a moment, and turned to the other side.
This side has just arrived at the Rang Xian Pavilion, Li Yun will be waiting, holding a letter in his hand, respectfully handed up.
Seeing the familiar pattern, Xin Zhuo know who it is, took it and opened it, then saw a line of beautiful small words: “Little mountain thief, I still have two days to the capital, accident? What do you treat me to ……”
Xin Zhuo remembered the dignified and virtuous, with principles and their own ideas, temperament is very special handsome girl, can not help but smile.
“Little lover?”
Old Mother didn’t know when she sat at his bookcase.
Xin Zhuo was a bit embarrassed: “Can you stop that? It’s weirdly embarrassing.”
“Still know shyness.” Ji Jiwei patted one side, Xin Zhuo sat over before she said: “Su Miaojin that niece if you like, this time take the opportunity to make rice, mother support you.”
Xin Zhuo was a little surprised: “Is it appropriate?”
Ji Jiwei hated the iron and steel said: “you this kid, that girl for my mother carefully scrutinized, is a good girl with a good heart, she helped you so much, if you are interested in her, hesitation, is someone else’s, not to mention that she was originally your wife.”
Xin Zhuo completely embarrassed: “Are you …… sure?”
“Why is mother not sure?”
…….
September 22nd.
Elder of the Taiping Palace, Great Zhou Qin’s First Princess Ji Jiwei enters the Taiping Palace with her son, Jiang Yuqing!
Taiping Palace nine thousand students, disciples of one thousand seventy-eight hundred to welcome out, into the eyes of the wide robe and big sleeves or handsome and elegant or atmosphere of the handsome generation.
There is no mundane curiosity, excitement, watching, there is only calm and respect, neat and tidy as if a stake than a good measure, no matter how the Jiang family’s son outside, to the Taiping Palace will be extremely unobtrusive, the Taiping Palace is no lack of real Shinto masters.
What they respect is Ji Jiwei elders, and onlookers of the peerless posture, proud as frost Ji elders son is what looks like, whether it is qualified to participate in the Tower of Fengtian.
Xin Zhuo was already immune to such things as the attention of millions of people, and he only cursorily scanned the crowd, and then was surprised to find that there were extremely many experts, so easy to ignore, and look at the lofty and unseen palaces and misty clouds behind the crowd.
How many monuments is this? This is not sent?
There is really no inspiration ah, do not know how to write in order to look more and more beautiful, the old people say that the writing is getting shit, scalp scratch off a big hand.
(End of chapter)