fake prince

Chapter 80 Planning

"Zeng Jing suspects that Uncle Ye is the blood of the Taizu, but this jade pendant is wrong." Su Ziji thought of the dragon-patterned jade accessory with the bright yellow pendant hanging on it: "This is obviously an imperial product, and it was also made by Da Zheng. .”

"Back when Ji Zicheng didn't become king, the system wasn't complete, so he might leave his blood without knowing it. It's impossible that there was no record when he became king and gave it to him."

"So after the founding of the People's Republic of China, living in the world is only the possibility of the prince's blood."

"Could it be that Bugui is actually of the prince's blood?"

This is not a good thing, at least Su Ziji thinks so, or Ye Weihan thinks so too. The prince was imprisoned today, and after the prince committed suicide, the enraged emperor killed himself with all his wives and concubines, including a few-year-old grandson.

Such cruelty deserves to be the emperor.

When Su Ziji heard about it, he still thought he was a hero, but now he suspected that Ye Buhui might be from the blood of the prince, so he had to have a headache.

If the prediction is good, the prince's blood is very likely to be sought. After all, there is no need for the descendants of the royal family who have not been convicted, so there is no need to hide in this remote county.

"It's supposed to be the prince's bloodline, but I noticed that Fang Zhen's people didn't notice Ye Buhui at all. Obviously, the court didn't know that the bloodline was only a girl, and they were looking for it according to the grandson of the dragon."

"If the court knows that the prince's bloodline is only a girl, how will he treat Ye Buhui?"

"Besides, it's not that the emperor has no sons. Now that the kings of Qi and Shu are old and can inherit the throne, why are they eagerly searching for the blood of the prince?"

"If Uncle Ye is not Buhui's father, but Tuogu's courtier, why does he insist on Ye Buhui not recognizing his relatives, but trying to become a chess master? What's the mystery in this?"

Su Ziji thought about it, and took out a piece of paper, which Ye Weihan gave to himself last. When he unfolded it, he found seven names, with a simple message written on it, and the words "Killable" were repeatedly written on the back!

"This is actually evidence. As long as you check whether the people on this list are related to the death of the prince, you can prove whether Ye Buhui is from the blood of the prince."

"The problem now is that I have been identified as possibly being of the blood of the prince." Su Ziji thought of this, and then he really had a headache.

With half a piece of red sandalwood tin, Su Ziji has no doubt that he can live the life he wants to live.

Tongsheng, Xiucai, Juren, Jinshi, and even the number one scholar.

Su Ziji even had plans for his official career. It is certainly good to be an extremely personable official and a first-rank official, but the prime ministers of the previous dynasties have basically reached the peak after ten years in power. They must retire after 15 years, otherwise they may be suspected by the emperor.

Therefore, truly wise people understand that reaching the sky in one step often leads to a bad death.

Became the prime minister at the age of 40, and then because of the long time, was he dismissed from office and given to death?

Therefore, just like playing a game, arrange the time and stages of life well. If you retire at 65, you can be a prime minister at [-], a minister at [-], a prefecture at [-], and wander around Hanlin at [-].

Neither fast-forward nor stagnant, enjoy the best treatment at each stage, calmly and without major disasters.

Of course, most people are desperate to get an official position. Even Jinshi, most of them are wasted, but I have half a piece of red sandalwood for cheating. If I can't do this, I am too stupid.

When you retire at the age of 65, you can make immortality your main business, have tens of millions of dollars in your pocket, and ride a crane down to Yangzhou—it’s perfect!

Now all planning is over.

"Being married to Buhui will transfer the dragon spirit, why didn't you notify Zitan Mutian in advance?" Su Ziji felt that all this was too coincidental, so coincidental that he didn't have time to react.

"I'm confessing to the court now that I'm not of the prince's blood, will the court believe it?" Su Ziji shook his head, thinking about it with a normal person's head, he knew it was impossible. If the court believed it, the result would be even more terrifying, which means Someone can actually impersonate the clan.

You have to dissect yourself, and even pull out your soul for inspection.

After thinking about it, Su Ziji realized that unless he flees immediately with Ye Buhui, or else, the only way out is to confirm his identity.

"No matter why the court is looking for the prince's blood, it must not be executed directly. After all, if this is the case, I would have been arrested a long time ago."

"It's actually not difficult to implement the identity. You can excuse everything about royal etiquette and don't teach it at all. You just want me to live a peaceful life and you can't be confident."

"Even if the identity is confirmed in the future, all you need to do is to act like a son should, for example, kill the person who framed the prince——you can hide the truth."

"The only danger is, what is the imperial court looking for the prince's blood for?" Thinking of Fang Zhen's last words of being careful, Su Ziji shuddered and looked down.

"It doesn't matter, I still have the strength - Su-style boxing level 5 (4123/5000)"

After going through life and death fights, it is not far from breaking through to the sixth level. Judging from my own experience in the Four Books and Five Classics, breaking through to the sixth level is a threshold.

"Also, it's obvious that the killing skills are not that weak. Even if you are a Taoist, if you get stabbed, you will die."

"I don't think the martial arts in this world are particularly powerful. Su-style boxing is a collection of many skills in my family, and it took 200 years of hard work on the battlefield to get it."

"But you can find a few books for reference and see if they can be combined into one stunt."

"This is just personal self-protection. How is it possible for martial arts to defy the sky against millions of troops?"

"I'm afraid the key is still above the Beaulieu Mind Method——Level 2 of the Beaulieu Mind Method (1870/2000)"

"Now absorbing dragon energy, can you break the shackles and upgrade without collecting human seeds?"

"I'll practice more these days, anyway, it's not far from 2000."

"Wen Xin Diao Long can interfere with people's hearts. Do I have to use this ability to determine its effect?"

"I want to turn passive into active, and change my destiny automatically."

Just when Su Ziji figured everything out, there was a sudden choking sound, he got up quickly, and when he reached the door, he hesitated for a moment, then opened the door and went in.

Anyway, I have already worshiped, even if it is not an official couple, it is still a fiancee, so there is no need to be pretentious here.

As soon as he entered, he saw Ye Buhui shrunk into a ball and lay on his side on the couch, looking very lonely.

Ye Weihan died, and he was a little sad, but for Ye Buhui, the sky was falling, and his heart was more than just sad that can be described.

This posture of shrinking into a ball is psychologically very insecure.

Su Ziji was silent for a while, regretting that she hadn't comforted her carefully just now, only when she got closer, she realized that she hadn't woken up, just curled up small, occasionally choked up, it seemed that even if she fell asleep, her heart was full of worry and helplessness, Difficult to calm down.

Wanting to cover her with a quilt, her eyelids moved slightly, and she was about to wake up. Su Ziji hurriedly stopped his hands, and without being pretentious, he got on the couch, and seemed to feel the warmth. She gradually approached in sleep, and stretched his hands and feet.

It was night, and Su Ziji was lying down, and she gradually leaned closer, as if she had absorbed the warmth and safety, her instinctive choking gradually disappeared, and she fell into a deep sleep.

The little fox woke up, looked at it, and made two "chirps".

"Little guy, are you panicking too?"

"Don't be afraid, just sleep." Su Ziji said, "With me here, the sky won't fall."

(End of this chapter)