Turning misfortunes into good fortune starts with seizing the direct descendants in Kowloon

Chapter 63: The Imperial Preceptor of the Southern Zhou Dynasty
  Southern Zhou Kingdom.

Located in the southernmost part of Dayan, there are many river valleys and it is a rice and grain town. This place is not as prosperous as Wusherenfu in Beijing, but it has a unique flavor.

In a unique Jiangnan courtyard in the capital city of Southern Zhou Dynasty, there is a small bridge and flowing water, the moss on Qingyan Road is as green as cream, and there is a rickety Taishi chair at the entrance of the courtyard.

After a handsome young man finished weeding the crops in the field, he lay on a chair, wiped his sweat, and showed a contented smile.

at this time--

"Dong dong dong."

Outside the courtyard door, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, a soft girl's voice came from outside the door: "Brother Yu, are you at home?"

The handsome young man stood up and raised his head with a smile: "Yes, what can I do?"

"Brother Yu, I heard that the peach blossoms are in bloom by the river in Beijing, and there are two rows of them on both sides of the river. Shall we go and have a look together? Let's have something to eat together."

The girl's voice was extremely shy, and she was obviously a little embarrassed.

The handsome young man opened the door and said very apologetically: "My father is ill in bed and needs constant care."

"All right."

The lithe girl showed a very regretful expression, but she quickly cheered up again.

"Brother Yu is indeed a very filial person. I just play around all day long. How is your father's illness? It seems to be very serious."

"It's still the same. I can't get out of bed, and I have to take care of everything I need to eat, drink, and poop." The handsome young man sighed.

The girl looked envious: "Brother Yu has a really good relationship with my father, but my father only scolds me for being stupid and wants me to study every day, saying that I don't know how to read and understand poetry and etiquette, so I can't get married at all. But those saints' big names I really can’t understand the logic.”

Hearing this, the handsome young man smiled slightly: "Father is also doing this for you. To be honest, not just you, I can't understand the saint's principles. Not everyone in the world must act according to their principles, right? .”

"Yep."

The soft girl's cheeks suddenly became slightly red. She pointed to the food box in her hand and warned: "Since you can't go to the river bank to see the peach blossoms, remember to eat this."

"Then I'll leave first!"

After a moment of silence, the mellow girl placed the food box on the ground, and the deer ran away in her heart.

The handsome young man looked at her lively back and smiled faintly.

He picked up the food box, closed the door, and returned to the house in the inner courtyard.

But I saw a pale middle-aged man sitting up, his lips were dry and cracked, his eye sockets were sunken, his eyes were heavy with dark circles, and his eyes were hazy, as if he had suffered endless pain.

The middle-aged man has a rather elegant temperament and a full-blooded life. He looks like a rich and powerful person at first glance, but his aura at this time is so weak that he can be pushed down with just one finger.

"woke up?"

The handsome young man saw him sitting up, chuckled, and dropped the food box in front of him.

"Have something to eat."

The middle-aged man did not make any move. He stared at the handsome young man, moved his lips, and said in a dry voice:

"Master Xun, I think I treat you well, but why do you treat me like this? Why don't you just kill me!"

The tone contained all kinds of grief and anger, as well as complete confusion.

The handsome young man sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, shook the tea cup, and said with a leisurely expression:

"If not, how can I control the power of the Southern Zhou Dynasty and kill you? How can I gain the fortune of the country and reach the fourteenth realm?" "Is this the reason why you support the prince to ascend to power and treat him as a puppet?!"

"Poison, you are so poisonous!"

The middle-aged man cursed with all his strength.

After he finished cursing, he started coughing violently again, and most of his little energy was gone.

"I just thought you were complimenting me, thank you for the compliment."

The handsome young man smiled slightly without any emotion. He looked at the black and white ink on the rice paper on the table and sneered:
  "After all, you are also the former leader of the Southern Zhou Dynasty. Stop playing around with those poems all day long. You are not a literary saint, but you still want to use poems to achieve promotion?"

"What's just Zhu Yan Gai, the spring water flows eastward, and you are still dreaming of your spring and Autumn dream of restoring the country. The Great Zhou Dynasty has long been dead. It has been dead for 378 years. It was over when the Great Yan invaded the Central Plains. .”

"If it weren't for me, you would have been destroyed by Dayan and the Golden Crow Kingdom. How would you have the chance to maintain this corner of the country, become the king and hegemon, and live a wealthy life."

"People must learn to be content, and you have to thank me."

After hearing these words, the middle-aged man was so angry that he couldn't even speak.

But there was only one thing he couldn't refute.

This guy's plan is truly terrifying.

It was precisely because he had seen the three strategies he had met before that he had overcome the crisis of national subjugation, so he was given the position of national master. However, he did not expect that after sending away the fierce tiger, a hungry wolf came instead.

He still paid the corresponding price and was trapped in this small courtyard.

This person planned to depose the prince, put the king under house arrest, lived in seclusion behind the scenes, silently presided over the power of Southern Zhou, and completely controlled the Southern Zhou Kingdom. The whole world was not aware of it, but this madman still enjoyed it, euphemistically calling it the dragon-slaying technique.

"It's time to take the medicine."

The handsome boy expressionlessly took out a medicine box from under the bed, which was filled with bottles and jars. He took out a blue porcelain bottle and poured it into the middle-aged man's mouth.

The middle-aged man shook his body and tried to struggle, but to no avail. His limbs were shattered and he became a complete cripple and could only lie in bed for the rest of his life.

As drowsiness came, he fell into a deep sleep with hatred.

The handsome young man clapped the remaining powder in his hand in disgust, and then came to the yard again.

At this time, a simple armored man with an airtight body appeared in the courtyard and respectfully handed over the scroll.

He took the scroll, glanced at it, frowned and said:
  "Lu Guangjing's movements are a bit slow."

"The third prince has been on the expedition for half a month, and has been overwhelmingly successful. He has conquered six counties. It's so smooth, so there is no resistance designed for him?"

"You can't always count on me to take action."

The handsome young man put his finger on his chin and rubbed it: "That's all, it doesn't matter if it goes well, I'm afraid it won't go well. Things will be easier to do if it goes well."

He ordered to Gu Pu Jiaren: "Just proceed according to the plan laid out before. In addition, the eldest prince is still in prison. Let Lu Guangjing find a way to kill him."

"Since there is no use value, go to hell and don't dominate the dragon's luck. There is only so much luck in the world. One more person means one less. This is true for Lu Mingkong and the same for Lu Changfeng."

"Don't use such a low-level method as assassination. I have always taught him to kill people and kill people, but he only learned half a bucket of water."

"Killing and killing one's heart are very important. Killing is easy, but killing one's heart is difficult. Killing one's heart is the way to completely cut off a lineage. Although the eldest prince is in prison, there are still many forces waiting for him to be released from prison. Queen Dayan I'm afraid but I still don't give up. As long as we let Lu Changfeng seek death on his own, break his Daoist heart and cut off his hope, everything will be easy to handle."

The handsome young man seemed tired after talking so much, so he stretched himself and said lazily:

"It's not unreasonable that most warriors in the world stop at the Dragon Gate of the Nine Realms. Most warriors are simple-minded and don't understand the principles of heart training. It's easy to handle a mere third prince."

(End of this chapter)