My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 37 Widow Lovers (please read, please vote)

The night wind squeezed through the window lattice, and the lights on the Zhuque bronze pillars swayed dimly.

The incense burner has a faint aroma wafting out.

The curtains are touched by tulle. Kitamiya is sitting behind the desk, writing with a pen. Each stroke seems to be a sharp sword in his hand, and the lines are full of murderous aura.

In fact, he was not the eldest son. He had three older brothers before him. Unfortunately, all of them died in infancy. When he was born, his father gave him advice and asked his father to send him to a farmer's home for foster care. He also chose another one, which he still feels... Disgusting nickname.

However, the expert's idea did help him grow up to the age of 12 smoothly.Life in the countryside was poor and busy, and I saw many things that I couldn't see in the palace. Officials protected each other, and marquises and heirs bullied others.

I remember that there was a good friend from the same village who accidentally offended a marquis heir who was on an outing. He was beaten and thrown into the river by the other party's guards. Those people stood by the river and watched the other party struggle in the water and then drowned.

From that moment on, these arrogant and domineering officials and officials made him hold a grudge.

When he turned fourteen, he knew his identity, was led into the palace, and resumed his status as a prince. He originally thought that he would be able to take his adoptive parents to the capital to live in their old age. Unfortunately, the news came back on the day he entered the palace. The adoptive parents had been killed in their home and then buried hastily without even a tombstone.

I remember that when he left his adoptive parents' house, his adoptive mother held him in the house with tears in his eyes and said, "In the palace, you must be careful and patient until you grow up."

He knows who did it.

But he didn't make any noise or make a fuss. He just hid in the corner of the bedroom and cried secretly all night.

Later, he did grow up steadily, and even took the master who gave his father's advice back then to his side, who is now the Grand Master Xiao Wenbi.

From the other party, he learned superb martial arts, and was assisted by a large amount of money and medicinal materials from the palace. When he was 17 years old, he had reached the fourth level, and he was accompanied by more and more masters recruited by his master.

He also found out the people who killed his adoptive parents and cut off their heads with his own hands.

As for the culprit behind the scenes, he has always obeyed his adoptive mother's words and kept silent.

At the age of 20, he was appointed as the Prince of the East Palace, and gradually reached the pinnacle of power. He began to be involved in court affairs, and began to make secret plans. He first designed the plan for his father to fall off his horse, and then the Aragami Sect, controlled by his senior brother, refined the plan. The elixir controlled the emperor bit by bit.

After that, he began to gradually erode the court and shape the civil and military affairs of the court into the shape he wanted. Soon after, he issued the first edict to reduce the military power in the hands of the hereditary marquises.

This step also took him two years to complete. Now the second step is to use "The General's Night Banquet" to weave some rumors as a cover to let the masters of the Huangshen Cult assassinate the hereditary and irreplaceable marquises in various places, causing the heirs of the marquises to panic. He can take the opportunity to clean them up one by one.

Unfortunately, this step did not lead to the situation he wanted. So far, only two princes have been assassinated.

But it doesn't matter. The culprit who killed his adoptive parents back then also died in his hands tonight. Next, he will justifiably board the Dabao and start courting the king.

This was a naked conspiracy, and those princes and princes had no choice but to go to Beijing.

He didn't need to kill them all and make those who were forced by the princes jump over the wall. Instead, he only needed to pick one to give the princes a hint: I want to take back power.

Not only the power, but also the prestige that shocks everyone, making everyone fear and surrender.

……

The handwriting is as sharp as a knife, writing vertically and horizontally.

"Your fathers worked hard to conquer the country of Yan, and I am grateful in my heart. However, after so many years, you have exhausted the cuteness of your fathers. It is time for me to return the military power and taxes to my hands."

By the light of the lamp, he looked at the sacrificial prayers written eloquently on it, his voice flat and indifferent.

"I hope you can understand Gu."

In the darkness of the night, the news of the emperor's funeral had spread throughout the military families of the DPRK and China as quickly as possible, and then was passed on at an even faster speed.

Countless fast horses rushed out of Yanjing carrying the obituary documents, and rushed to the states and counties under the stars and moon, or took boats down the river, or traveled over mountains and ridges to deliver the shocking news to the governors of each state.

The emperor's funeral was a national event. When the news was sent to Ding'an City, it was already the end of November. When Su Chen heard the news, it was Rongzhou Governor who personally came to tell him, which shocked him.I also felt a little uneasy in my heart.

After all, that prince is the person behind the Wild God Sect. Although he has never met him, he is definitely not a soft-hearted person. If he becomes the emperor...

Not only did he have this worry in his heart, but also Wu Huizhi, the Marquis of Yunqiu, was worried, and he sent a letter delivered by a fast horse.

There are only two short words on it:
"cautious."

They had been in contact before in mid-November. Su Chen learned from the news sent by Marquis Yunqi that two weak marquises in other prefectures and counties were assassinated. One was poisoned to death at home, and the other was drowned. In the river outside the city.

Dong Zhuo and Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty, who had a lot of knowledge about conspiracies and conspiracies, had the answer after simply listening to the whole story told by Su Chen.

"Cut off the nobility and take back the power." Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty sat on a low stool in the flower garden of the small courtyard, raising the small hoe in his hand: "If I had obtained a little power, all I had to do was to chip away at Cao Mengde's power bit by bit, and get In the hands. This is what every emperor must do. In the whole world, anyone who is not an emperor and has power should be killed."

Dong Zhuo hummed, pointed at Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty who was wielding a hoe, put a big hand to his mouth and whispered to Su Chen: "Dong liked his momentum at the beginning, so he made him emperor."

Mentioning the past, Liu Xie's aura suddenly dropped.

"But with such momentum, my imperial brother died in your hands."

"It's Li Ru, he came up with the idea." Dong Zhuo has changed a lot these days. He rarely mentions the massacres in the past. He waved his hand and saw his adopted daughter standing under the opposite eaves and smiling at him. He stood up and looked for He made an excuse and left, but before leaving, he reminded Su Chen: "If you want to break the situation, it's best to find Cao Mengde. The counselors under him are also good at this. I can't say that if I send you one, it can be worth ten dollars." A strong general."

Su Chen stood up and patted the dust on his robe: "That will only happen if I can find it. I searched all over the house. In the past few days, I have been following my elder sister-in-law and my second sister-in-law, which made my mother think that I covet the two sisters-in-law. Call him over and give me a scolding."

Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty, who was sitting on a small stool in the flower garden, was silent for a while and then suddenly spoke.

"Actually, I don't want to teach you, but the matter is urgent, so I have to tell you, Changsheng, you go to the city to find a widow and try it in your house? Cao Mengde... half of the women in his family are widows. "

widow?

After being reminded by Liu Xie, Su Chen's mind suddenly became much clearer.

Yes, it is true that Prime Minister Cao is a good wife, but there are also many widows. Why did a dignified Wei Taizu get into the crowd of women after being unlocked?
Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty seemed to see Su Chen's doubts and shook the hem of his robe.

"No one has any preferences. What's more, people have been dead for so long, and their rights have long been evaporated. Once they can return to the world, they will naturally find what they like."

Su Chen nodded, then turned his head and shouted outside the Crescent Moon Gate.

"Thirteen."

Guard Thirteen, who was bragging to Zhu Gongdao, came in quickly with his sword in hand, "Third Young Master, what are your orders?"

"Go to the city and ask about anyone who has a widow. Look for someone around double ten, with a pretty face and a good figure. If you have extra time, look for a few more."

"Huh?" Thirteen looked at the Third Young Master in surprise. A stone flew and hit him on the head, and then he ran out in a hurry.Along the way, they muttered, "How come the Third Young Master is so good at this? He actually wants to find a widow."

Passing by a female member of the family, he bowed quickly and left to gather some people in the front yard.

Yin Suhuan stood there, frowning slightly. She heard what the guard just said.

"My uncle actually asked the guard to find the widow...this...this is too ridiculous."

In the warm voice, in the air near her, an imperceptible image of a person turned his neck to look at the running back, and then disappeared.

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