I, make my own

Chapter 77

In the north of the city, there is Moon Tower.

On the moon-watching platform on the top floor, Xin Wang Zhou Nuo, Han Wang Zhou Yunhan, and former Wei Wang Zhou Lan sat around a square table, enjoying the moon and lanterns while pushing cups and changing glasses.

"Brother Lan, why do you seem to be absent-minded?"

Zhou Nuo threw a peanut into his mouth, chewed it slowly, looked at Zhou Lan and asked with a smile.

Zhou Lan forced a smile, clasped his fists, and sighed softly: "I'm not going to hide it from you, Brother Wang, I don't know why, as a younger brother, I always feel a little uneasy, as if I'm afraid something will happen."

"Hey~ Is there anything unreliable, the overall situation is doomed."

Zhou Nuo waved his hand with a look of indifference.

"But having said that, Brother Lan, what is your plan?"

Hearing this, Zhou Lan's expression straightened instantly, and he said seriously, "My brother has long since lost his other thoughts, and the only thing he wants now is to survive. Of course, if he can live comfortably, that would be the best."

Zhou Yunhan's eyes flickered slightly, and he said with a smile: "Brother Lan's plan is a good thing. This kind of life of intrigue all day is too tiring. To be a rich man with no worries about food and clothing is an ideal life."

At this point, Zhou Yunhan changed his tone again.

"However, Prime Minister Lin probably doesn't think so?"

"No, Prime Minister Lin also meant the same thing."

Zhou Lan shook her head and answered without any hesitation.

"Oh? Why is that?"

Zhou Yunhan blinked in pretended astonishment, with a strange expression on his face.

"The meaning of Prime Minister Lin is very simple. Now our power is very weak, we must closely unite with the outside world, and we must not let the vassal king turn against the guest!"

Zhou Lan said in a deep voice, while staring at Zhou Nuo with burning eyes.

"Brother Wang, I agree with Prime Minister Lin, we are all willing to support Brother Wang's succession..."

At this moment, a strong smell of blood suddenly spread from below.

Zhou Lan's words stopped abruptly, and his eyes became suspicious.

"There is such a strong smell of blood, and the surrounding area seems to be quieter suddenly. What's going on?"

The smile that had just appeared on Zhou Nuo's face froze. This feeling of being suddenly broken by someone made me the most uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, there are two hundred elite soldiers guarding inside and outside the Moon Watching Tower. If something happens, you can at least hear the sound of fighting."

After a word of comfort, Zhou Nuo gave a light drink to the two guards at the stairs.

"You two go down and have a look."

However, the two guards still stood there with their heads down, as if they didn't hear it.

"Bastard!"

Zhou Nuo was furious, he slapped the table, got up, stomped his feet, and touched the handle of the knife at his waist.

Just as Zhou Nuo was about to draw his sword, he suddenly heard a series of bang bangs, his movements froze, and his angry eyes were replaced by panic.

And Zhou Yunhan and Zhou Lan couldn't sit still anymore, Qiqi jumped up in shock.

Gein, the heads of the dozen or so guards around him all fell to the ground, bouncing and rolling.

This even included the three eighth-rank masters brought by the Three Kings.

Such a weird and terrifying scene, not to mention scared the three of them to pee, but it also made their faces turn pale and bewildered.

"Who is it?! Get out!"

Zhou Yunhan swallowed his saliva, although the right arm holding the sharp sword was trembling slightly, but his face was still stern and angry.

"Master Zongzheng has orders, how dare you disobey them?"

With a chuckle sounded, a figure appeared from the shadow of the pillars and beams.

Seeing Fang Yingchun appearing strangely out of nothing, the three of them took a step back.

"You, who are you?!"

Zhou Nuoqiang controlled his trembling teeth and asked sharply.

"Da Zhou, the deputy head of the Huangquan Pavilion, Fang Yingchun."

Fang Yingchun said with a smile while walking slowly towards the three of them.

Hearing the word "Huangquan Pavilion", the three of them were a little confused, obviously they had never heard of it.

But they are clear about one thing, this Huangquan Pavilion is definitely the emperor's power!

Zhou Nuo's eyes changed violently for a while, and he threw the saber to the ground abruptly.

"This king wants to see His Majesty!"

Zhou Yunhan and Zhou Lan looked at each other, and threw away their weapons after hesitation.

Because they were all only seventh-rank cultivation bases, since the two hundred elite soldiers were slaughtered in silence, and the three eighth-rank followers were also easily obliterated, there was no chance for them to escape.

"That's right! We want to see His Majesty! Someone wants to rebel and endanger His Majesty. We must immediately enter the palace and report to His Majesty face to face!"

There is no hope of escaping, and in desperation, they can only save themselves by curves.

"Oh, ignorant clown."

Fang Yingchun smiled disdainfully, at the same time, three sharp blades appeared strangely in front of the throat of the Three Kings.

At that moment, the souls of the three died, and they hurriedly trembled and shouted.

"Wait! What do you want to do?! This king is His Majesty's brother! How dare you kill me?!"

"I am His Majesty's Uncle Wang! You dare to be unfavorable to me, because you want Your Majesty to bear the infamy of slaughtering the royal family?!"

"That's right! If you want to deal with it, His Majesty has to deal with it personally. How dare you die behind your Majesty's back?!"

"Oh, idiot!"

Fang Yingchun sneered and snapped her fingers lightly.

In the next moment, the dagger slid out of a circle, and three big heads rolled down.

……

Prime Minister's Mansion.

In the study room, Lin Zhengqing was silent for a long time as he watched the hideous corpse with the old butler's face turned behind him, then adjusted his clothes and sat upright on the grand teacher's chair, then looked at Bai Wudang who was standing quietly three steps away.

"Before he dies, can Bai Shouzuo tell the truth, can His Majesty win the game tonight?"

"What do you say?"

Bai Wudang raised his snow-white eyebrows and asked quietly.

"understood."

Lin Zhengqing smiled in relief, with some emotion on his face.

"Your Majesty's game is indeed formidable. The brilliance is not that there are no loopholes, but that there are loopholes, but people can ignore them and continue to drill into them."

"Bai Shouzao, please."

After finishing speaking, Lin Zhengqing closed his eyes and waited quietly for death.

However, Bai Wudang didn't act immediately, but shook his head and chuckled.

"Since Xiang Lin is so resigned, then Bai will send two messages, so that Xiang Lin can go on the road with peace of mind."

Lin Zhengqing moved her fingers on the armrest, but her eyes did not open.

"First, Mr. Bai is no longer the head of the Sutra Protector Hall, but the owner of the Huangquan Pavilion. As for the specifics, Mr. Bai will not go into details."

"Secondly, it is said that if you want to leave, you have to have a happy reunion. If Lin Xiang and his family don't go on the road together in an orderly manner, it will be a bit lonely."

Hearing the second paragraph, Lin Zhengqing suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Bai Wudang coldly.

"Pavilion Master Bai, what do you mean by that?"

"Hehe, Prime Minister Lin thinks that your descendants will really be able to leave the border of my Great Zhou?"

Bai Wudang said with a smile, not at all ashamed of such a murderous thing.

"Good! Very good!"

Lin Zhengqing stared at Bai Wudang with gritted teeth, and then smiled strangely.

"Absolute enough, ruthless enough! You have won this round. But don't think that this big week will be safely under the control of the little emperor!"

"Even if he wins again, with his temperament, he will still die in two years!"

"Tell the emperor, Feng Shui turns, I will wait for him below!"

Bai Wudang's eyes turned cold, he raised his hand and slashed away, a fine line of blood appeared on Lin Zhengqing's throat instantly.

After the blood line appeared, it quickly spread to both sides again, and it didn't stop until it reached the sides of the back spine.

Bai Wudang understands part of Lin Zhengqing's words, but part of it is unclear, but what he wants to talk about is also the threat from the outside of Da Zhou.

"Two years later... Time flies so fast, it's going to be again in a blink of an eye..."

After murmuring in a low voice with a complex expression, Bai Wudang turned and left, leaving the rest to be taken care of by his subordinates.

……

Willow Leaf Lane, Wangfu.

In the west wing, Wang Xicai knelt on the cold floor, staring blankly at the cold coffin two steps away, the tears on his face had dried up.

Apart from him, there was only one maid in this room, holding on to the side of the coffin and weeping bitterly.

This is one of Wang Xihe's personal maids, named Xiao Ran. Because of her extraordinary cooking skills, she was borrowed by Wang Xicai for a few days before, but she escaped the danger of death because of this, and has been staying in the palace ever since.

"Woooooo, miss, why did you leave? You haven't tasted Xiaoran's new sugar steamed fish, so you can't just leave..."

"Miss, woo...don't pretend to be asleep, wake up soon..."

"Ah, ah? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

When Xiao Ran was crying, she vaguely saw Wang Xihe's fingers moving through her teary eyes, and when her eyes instinctively aimed at Wang Xihe's face, she saw Wang Xihe's eyes suddenly opened.

At that moment, the crying stopped abruptly, and then fell to the ground in fright.

Wang Xicai was furious, and when he was about to scold Xiao Ran with red eyes, he looked up and saw Wang Xihe's head slowly revealing the edge of the coffin.

"Sister, sister, you, you..."

Wang Xicai was stunned at first, and then his back felt cold, a little creepy.

Ordinarily, he is also a seventh-rank master at any rate, so it wouldn't be so bad, but who let Xiao Ran create the atmosphere quite well, so he subconsciously thought of "deceitful corpse"...

"A Cai? Xiao Ran?"

Wang Xihe rubbed his aching head, feeling a little confused after seeing the two of them.

In her expectation, being buried under the loess is already a good treatment, why would she see her younger brother directly after waking up?

"Sister, you, are you not dead?"

Wang Xicai jumped up and stared at Wang Xihe in surprise and joy.

It doesn't make sense for him to be able to get to know the person he was alive after defrauding the corpse, and he also felt the vitality in Wang Xihe's body that was gradually becoming stronger.

"Huh? Miss is really still alive? Woohoo, Xiao Ran was scared to death..."

Xiao Ran cried and laughed, and hurried forward to help Wang Xihe out of the coffin.

"Huh? This is?"

After standing still on the ground, looking back to see the scroll in the coffin, Wang Xihe looked at the two of them in doubt.

"Sister, it was inside when you were sent, and I forgot to look at it."

Wang Xicai wiped away the tears on his face and explained aloud.

Wang Xihe nodded thoughtfully, and then said with a serious face: "Besides the two of you and my father, no one should know that I am still alive! Otherwise, my Wang family will be wiped out! "

"From this moment on, there will be no more Wang Xihe in the world. Remember?"

"Sister, don't worry, I understand! Tomorrow morning, I will take my sister's coffin back to Dongsheng for burial!"

Wang Xicai nodded heavily. Although he didn't know the specific process, he could guess what would happen if the people in Tianjilou knew that his sister was still alive.

"Well, brother, you can arrange these things, and sister will go to the inner room first."

Wang Xifeng explained, and then walked into the inner room with the roll in her arms.

The scroll was opened, and the picture scroll was drawn out. Looking at the familiar picture, Wang Xifeng's expression froze immediately.

When she saw the small characters written on it, her face turned pale, her eyes showed bitterness and helplessness, and at the same time, there was a bit of inexplicable color.

"So, should I hate you or thank you?"

With a soft sigh, the scroll was covered with fire and ashes disappeared...

　Thanks (Wang Shenyue) for the reward~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)