"Even if you steal a bride, it's no big deal. It's not just a robber of the people's yellow flower daughter. A scholar, you can just rob it. There are many scholars in the family, and not to mention anything else, at least there will be a ready-made person to write the gift account in the future."

"It's not possible to fight and kill. There is a person who knows the text and snippets to name the child after he has read the text. He doesn't have to invite outsiders to come to teach the Three Character Classic of Hundred Family Names. During the holidays, someone will write Spring Festival couplets!"

The old man seemed to be in high spirits and kept laughing when he spoke.

Zhu Yunxiu listened with a smile, while signaling Deng Ping with his eyes, waiting outside to not come and speak.

"I remember back then, my uncle who died in battle with you brought hundreds of bandits to join us!" Perhaps seeing Zhao Baosheng reminded the old man of many old things again, and the conversation started.

When people get old, they always like to talk. Moreover, the old man usually sees people who are too familiar to the palace or the village, and there is nothing to talk about, but Zhao Baosheng is different.

"These brothers are so bad that they are so bad that they are so bad that they look for girls everywhere as soon as they are stationed! I am so angry that I almost killed them! Alas, this is thanks to people's usual

Yuchun, if he hadn't stopped us, he would have slashed with one knife!"

"I harmed three big girls in one night!" The old man was so angry when he talked about these things.

Zhao Baosheng lowered his head and whispered while the old man was talking, "Well, I know this, the woman we had harmed later, wasn't you ordered to marry her?"

The old man said wonderingly, "You know too? Haha, you really have the nerve to say it!"

Zhao Baosheng's face was flushed, "That woman is my biological mother!" As he said that, he paused quickly, "I originally had a big brother above, but unfortunately I didn't stand!"

"Ah!" The old man then smiled with his back and forth, "Look at it, if there was no us, there would be no you!"

Zhao Baosheng nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, yes, without you, maybe where I am?"

The old man pinched the melon seeds and put them in his mouth, and continued, "Your uncle made a lot of military achievements back then, but the bandits' habits were hard to change. When he encountered a good fight, he rushed forward and killed him so hard that he couldn't stop. But when he met a tough guy,

Just the wind is tight and thrust!”

"I'm so angry. If Chang Yuchun hadn't hugged our waist several times, our nephew Wen Zhong would have pulled it too, hehe!" The old man sighed, "After the founding of the country, you are the same. You have made many contributions with our nephew.

Wen Zhong also told us at the beginning, "Uncle, give him a duke! It's not easy these years!"

"Your dead man, he is not that material!" The old man said, angry, "Damn it, can't you tell us what you want? He insisted on interfering with Hu Weiyong and the others and let Hu Weiyong give it to him.

Asking for a title? Are we the master or Hu Weiyong the master?"

In an instant, Zhao Baosheng sweated like rain.

"You don't have to be afraid, it's all the past. I didn't want to implicate you at the beginning, otherwise you could still enjoy wealth so well today?" The old man spit out the melon seed skin and continued, "Who else is in the family now?"

"Just and my eldest sister!" Zhao Baosheng said, "My eldest sister is twelve years old and said she is my own sister. In fact, I am supported by my daughter. Alas, I have been spoiled since I was a child. I have developed that virtue and can't marry me even if I develop it.

Oh! When I think that she can't get married, she can't sleep all night, and she loses her hair......"

"Haha!" The old man smiled happily.

Seeing that the old man was talking lively, Zhu Yunxiu took advantage of the urination and walked outside.

Deng Ping stood under the eaves with his back, a place that people in the house could not see.

"What's wrong? He's in a panic!" Zhu Yunxi hurriedly said, "Look at you, what's wrong?"

"Your Majesty..." Deng Ping's forehead was densely filled with tiny beads of sweat, and his voice was trembling.

"Tell me!" Zhu Yunxiu frowned.

"The news comes from Taiyuan..."

Zhu Yunxiu grabbed Deng Ping's collar and gritted his teeth and said, "What's wrong with Taiyuan?"

Deng Ping's voice trembled even more, "Prince Jin! King Jin Qiansheng..."

"What's wrong with my third uncle?"

"The King of Jin... is dead!"

Suddenly, a shocked expression freezes on Zhu Yunxi's face, and then he slowly let go of his hand, as if his soul had been pulled away, standing blankly in place, as if he was not breathing.

"Long lively, don't scare me!" Deng Ping held Zhu Yunxiu and cried in a low voice.

King Zhu Qi of Jin is dead!

The sudden bolt from the blue made Zhu Yunqi unable to believe it anyway. The man with a cheerful smile and a loud voice suddenly left?

His third uncle, who stood by his side no matter what he did from beginning to end, favored him and took care of him, left like this?

"Long live, long live!" Deng Ping almost cried.

"Huh!" After a long time, Zhu Yunxiu let out a breath, his eyes were still full of disbelief, "Impossible. A few days ago, Uncle San also wrote a note saying that he would lead troops to the competition in autumn. He also said he had raised him

A few colorful deer, when the Chinese New Year is over, I will bring you six kilograms to Beijing!”

As he said that, Zhu Yunxiu suddenly grabbed Deng Ping's collar and whispered, "Say, where did the news come from?"

"The commander of the Taiyuan Jinyiwei and the personal bodyguard of the King of Jin have been rushed to the fortnight, and the King of Jin's mansion has also sent people to the capital to report the death!" Deng Ping whispered.

"Where are people?" Zhu Yunxi asked.

As soon as he finished speaking, Deng Ping pulled a dusty knight from the crowd of guards beside him.

"I'm not sure......"

"Don't be polite!" Zhu Yunxiu looked back inside. The old man was still talking and laughing with Zhao Baosheng and others. He calmed down and walked to the corner outside the teahouse with the wall. He said, "Who are you? What's going on? Uncle San is the only one?

How did you go? Why didn’t you tell me at all!”

The bad news from relatives suddenly came as if it was a bolt from the blue. Even though he had long been the emperor's heart, he was a little lost in his mind.

"I am Zhou Bingzhong, an officer in the military guard of the King of Jin's palace. My father is therefore the Duke of Your Kingdom, and his name is Wu!"

He was also a descendant of the hero. Duke of Ru was the Marquis of Xiongwu during his lifetime, and the Duke was posthumously conferred upon his death.

"Didn't Uncle San be in good health all the time? Why did he suddenly...?"

"Look back to Master Long Sui, in fact, King Qiansui of Jin has not been very healthy over the years!" Zhou Zhou Bingzhong choked and said, "The prince... the winter is the harder it is. He always feels breathless and has no energy on his body.

I am always awakened when I sleep, and breathe like a bellows."

"A few days ago, King Qiansui of Jin was so sick that he couldn't raise his hands. The memorials were written by others!"

In an instant, Zhu Yunxiu was furious, "As a military officer in the royal palace, why don't you report the report?"

"The King of Jin will not let you do it!" Zhou Bingzhong choked up and said, "I have advised the prince, but Qiansui said..."

"What did he say?"
Chapter completed!