Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 1035 My Brother

Mo Buli was still laughing loudly, as if he didn't hear Huan Zicheng's words.

Soon, his bun was scattered, and the gray hair covered his cheeks, covering his pale and bluish face.

"It turns out... I still have a younger brother... my good brother... hahaha... the backup that the father prepares... that is... the father's backup..." Mo Buli seemed to be laughing so hard that he couldn't stop , with disheveled hair fluttering in the wind, the corners of his eyes burst and bloodshot. .

His younger brother was eight years younger than him, and was kept secret by his father Wang Yili. Even if he died in the end, he never revealed a word to him.

Then what is he?
What is the bitterness and ups and downs of his life?
He was like walking on a cliff every day, and he couldn't sleep peacefully every night, but his good brother was able to stay away from everything and survived peacefully.

It turned out that his father and king had such a plan!
It turned out that his fake daughter and real son raised under the name of "Princess Liuli" had never been favored by his father.

He is just a cover for others to see.

As long as he is alive, Prince Jing's family will have someone to plan, and everyone's attention will only be on him, so his good brother can grow up safely.

Maybe, his father wanted him to conquer the country and then give it up.

why?
Why?
Mo Buli violently tore at his hair, his face, his clothes, everything he could tear.

How great would it be if we could tear all of this up and make the past into dust?

If he could die in the 19th year of Yongping, instead of living in this world for nothing, existing like a joke, how good would it be?

There seemed to be heavy buzzing in Mo Buli's ears, and everything in front of him was spinning rapidly.

He closed his eyes forcefully, clenched his teeth tightly, and tried his best to suppress the scream that was about to break through his throat. The veins on his forehead kept protruding and wriggling, like ugly earthworms.

He thought that his current appearance must be particularly ridiculous.

If he wasn't himself, he would also think that this idiot named Guo Shijin is ridiculous as hell.

He hooked his lips desperately, trying to elicit a smile.

It's just that the teeth were biting too tightly, and with the hook of his lips, his throat became sweet again, and his face was also distorted, as if being torn and pulled by countless hands, like a ghost.

"However... on the night of the Shoucheng Palace, Your Majesty...why did you dare to touch His Highness the Crown Prince?" Ariel's hoarse voice resounded, and it was extremely difficult to express every word, "Does Your Majesty not know... about the youngest son of the late king?"

"Your Majesty really doesn't know." It was Huan Zicheng who answered him, with a cold voice without emotion: "Before I left Beijing, I had a long conversation with Your Majesty, and I learned from this that when the late Emperor was in power, he sent a large number of people to visit The hidden hall, but Your Majesty only knows that the late emperor is looking for the edict, and doesn't know anything else."

While speaking, he raised his hand and brushed off the corner of his robe, and said in a calm voice: "As far as I guess, the reason why the late emperor didn't talk about Guo Shizhang was because he saw His Majesty's temperament. Your Majesty is suspicious by nature, but bold and strategic And it is extremely lacking. If you tell this matter, His Majesty will most likely make an unwise move, which will be harmful to the overall situation. Therefore, the late emperor used the word "delay". As long as it is delayed for a few decades, the late emperor If this lineage can sit firmly in the three dynasties, even if there is a grandson of Prince Jing, those old officials will die, so who will serve a dead Prince Jing?"

Speaking of this, he paused for a while, and then said: "If it is said that Mo Shaojin gambled with the Mo clan and his own life back then, then the late emperor who concealed this matter was also a gamble, the late emperor The bet is that Mo Shaojin doesn't have the so-called Prince Jing's youngest son in his hands, and he is betting that His Majesty, who knows nothing about it, can drag the matter safely until the matter is resolved." At this point, a trace of panic floated on his cold face. He smiled lightly: "Judging from the results, I think that the late Emperor made the right bet. His Majesty survived this crisis safely without knowing it."

As he spoke, he turned to Supervisor Yang, and raised his hand: "There are a few other things, Supervisor Yang knows very little, so I'll let you talk about it."

"Yes, Commander-in-Chief." Supervisor Yang responded respectfully, and saluted Mo Buli again, before shaking his white hair, he said tremblingly: "When I was sent to the hidden hall by the late king, I carried the The former king told me not to reveal the identity of the little county king until the critical moment, and the little county king himself did not know that he was the son of the previous king, and only thought that he was really a child of the Mohist family."

The open space was as silent as death, only his slender and desolate voice echoed, "We had been staying in the hidden hall for a few years, and Mo Shaojin suddenly appeared. Thanks to the fact that the clan elder left behind He took us out of the hidden hall by force. I didn't dare to reveal the identity of the little county king, and I was powerless to fight against him, so I had to follow him back to Dachen. Fortunately, Mo Shaojin was negotiating terms with the first emperor at that time We didn't know anything about it. But later, before Mo Shaojin passed away, he summoned his clan brother—that is, Lu Shixing—to the bed, and had a secret conversation for a long time. When Lu Shixing came out of the house, The way he looked at Xiaojun Wang was different. At that time, I knew that he should...understand the identity of Xiaojun Wang."

"Lu Shixing...knows too?" Ariel couldn't help interrupting him, his complexion becoming paler.

"I only know the general idea." Huan Zicheng said calmly, his face icy: "Lu Shixing knew that his concubine's identity was unusual, and that he was probably related to King Jing, but he didn't know the specifics. He and Mo Shaojin It's different, he is cowardly by nature, not so ambitious, and he also got the will, more and more terrified all day long, living in fear all day long, and becoming more and more silent in the court, His Majesty thinks so too After understanding his point, that's why he became more and more rude to the Lu family later on."

"Why...only Supervisor Yang...accompanying you?" Ariel seemed to be unwilling to give up, or it was because of his nature that he wanted to clarify the truth too much, so he asked again: "Since the previous king cherished... this son so much, why... there are not many... Send people to guard?"

It was not Huan Zicheng who he asked this question, but Supervisor Yang.

Yang Dajian didn't dare to reply, he looked back at Huan Zicheng, seeing that he didn't respond, he just said: "Back then, I also asked the former king like this, why did you send me alone to guard the little county king? I don't know how Martial arts, what should I do if I can't keep it? But the king said that the best protection in the world is the word "I don't know". Originally, only three people knew about the matter of the king of the small county, the king himself, Na Mo The elder of the clan and the confidant sent by the former king earlier. In the 18th year of Yongping, the confidant died of illness, and the elder of the Mo clan also died in the landslide. The former king said that from then on, the whole world knew about it Only the former king and I are left. Instead of sending many protectors around the little county king, it is better to keep this secret firmly locked, for the small county king, this is the safest protection."

(End of this chapter)