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    date="2020-12-24"

    title="Chapter 8.3 "

    weight="113487"

    series = ["My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World"]

    mode = "manual"

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    But Jingyue is just a businessman. Even if he has money, he is the lowest-ranked person in the Wei Kingdom. He will always be the fish of the powerful.

    Jingyue was not reconciled and refused to admit his fate.

    He did many things in private, met many people, and waited patiently like a beast eyeing its prey, waiting for an opportunity that would allow him to get what he wanted.

    But he never expected that this opportunity would come in this way.

    One day, a distinguished guest was welcomed in the teahouse.

    The other party was Mrs. Hou from Wuhou Mansion. She found Jingyue and told him that he was the young master who had been missing for many years in Wuhou Mansion, and she was his mother.

    Mrs. Hou’s makeup was completely ruined by her crying, and she had no image. She was so embarrassed that she couldn’t kneel down to Jingyue, and complained sadly how she blamed herself after the accident, and wept with blood.

    It turns out that 19 years ago, Lord Wuhou Jingwen was only a seven-rank affair. Because of the frequent occurrence of banditry in his place, Jingwen spent many years to suppress bandits and rarely returned home, so that his wife took care of all the affairs of the family.

    Perhaps because of too much effort, Shen suffered a dystocia during childbirth. Although she gave birth to a boy, she was seriously ill and will not be able to get pregnant again.

    Shen was hit hard, but when she saw her parents and children, she felt that all the regrets in her heart were healed. It was just that she was very ill at that time and couldn't take care of her son well, so she had to hire a nanny from outside.

    At first, she was very satisfied with the nanny, who was gentle and kind, and she really loved her.

    But one day, the grandmother hypothesized that she was going to go home. When she came back, she was in a daze. At first, everyone didn't take it to heart, but that night, the grandmother and the young master disappeared together.

    The Jing family was naturally chaotic. They hurriedly went to the nurse’s house and learned that her husband owed a huge gambling debt. She wanted to sell her, but she was working as a servant with the official family. He was afraid of causing trouble, so they sold the newborn in a hurry. The son of a short while, now he doesn't know where to hide.

    As for the nurse, she never returned to the village since she left yesterday.

    The yamen who came with Jing’s family speculated that the nurse was greatly stimulated by the bad news and returned to Jing’s family to meet the young master. Under empathy, she wanted to take the child as her own, so she did such a bold evil. .

    Jing Wen, who received a letter on the way to suppress the bandits, also hurried home. In a rage, he asked the yamen to find out the ancestral home of the nurse, and he wanted to find someone himself.

    But before he left, the Seven Kings Rebellion broke out in Wei.

    This great battle lasted for six full years, and Jing Wen was awarded the title of Wuhou for his great contributions in the suppression of the chaos.

    When the court stabilized, he went to the wife's hometown, only to learn that the war had spread to the village, and all the people in the village were massacred by the rebel army.

    The only clue is broken. How hard is it to find someone in the vast crowd? Besides, the other party is probably no longer alive.

    Shen wiped his tears and said: "In these years, we have never stopped looking for you, but there has been no news. If it wasn't for an old man in Hou's mansion who met you by accident and thought you were six or seven points like me, we would have thought ..."

    Jingyue: "It's just like, how many people are similar in the world?"

    Shen said anxiously: "Master Hou has checked that yours is indeed our son. The bitch took you away, but did not return to your hometown. Instead, she hid in a small village in the south. The relatives who fled to the neighboring village are just bitches with a guilty conscience and rarely interact with their relatives."

    "My son, you have a red mole on your right ear, exactly like your mother. Besides, mother and child are connected. I gave birth to you in October, so how can I mistake it?"

    There was a mess in Jingyue's mind. All of a sudden flashed the broken face of her mother in memory, and all of a sudden the head of Yang Dashan who was chopped off by a guillotine flashed again, and the ghost called out: "Mother..."

    Shen couldn't help it anymore and hugged Jingyue tightly and cried bitterly, "My son! We have suffered from you over the years, and we can't help you. We will definitely make up for you in the future. Master Hou will wait for you at home early, and he hopes It’s been more than ten years since you, let’s go back soon."

    At this point, Jingyue was taken back to Wuhou Mansion and became Wuhou's only son.

    Since Wuhou had always felt guilty for the Shen family and didn't think about accepting anyone, there were no concubines and concubines in the family, so it was very clean. Now that Jingyue returned, the Emperor Wuhou directly asked the emperor to ask him for a title, and asked him for a place in the Imperial College.

    The two parents treated him so much, as if they were trying to make up for the regrets they had had for more than ten years. Even the Yang family who followed Jingyue to Beijing were also touched.

    Wuhou helped Yang Family quell the opposition, and the prefect who had framed them was ruined and ruined.

    Such a big battle has made everyone in Beijing know that Wuhou's love son is like fate, and it has also made many caring people come up with Jingyue's idea.

    At that time, the emperor was very old, and several princes fought fiercely, and Wuhou was in charge of the patrol camp in the capital, which was a force that everyone wanted to win.

    Regarding the princes' favors, Jingyue was always ambiguous.

    He is observing, trying to find the "noble person" who can help him realize his wish.

    After a long period of investigation and analysis, Jingyue came to the conclusion-the first prince was manic, the second prince was stupid and reckless, the third prince was very talented, the fourth prince was mean and jealous, the fifth prince was born of a cowardly and cowardly prince, and the youngest prince was the sixth. , At this time is just a child.

    After choosing, Jingyue turned his attention to the four princes.

    For another four years, Jingyue High School explored flowers.

    When he was riding a horse parade, he saw his parents and relatives, the beggar brothers, the Yang family who survived, and even the Orion family that saved his life in the past.

    Scenes from the past and the past flashed through my mind, and disappeared slowly like a gust of wind.

    He is now a decisive son of the Hou Mansion, and he is no longer the usual contemptuous person, who can only tolerate problems, and has no power to fight back.

    But it's not enough. The power in his hands is not enough to make him worry-free. There are always people with greater power than him.

    For example, the emperor on the Jinluang Temple, as well as those noble princes.

    Over the years, Jingyue helped the four princes marry the prime minister’s beloved daughter, and attracted a group of senior officials from the Central Government for him. He also made several plans for the emperor to trap the eldest prince who had the most hope to become a prince. The trust of the four princes.

    But the four princes were suspicious and sensitive by nature, and he dared not make any mistakes.

    Jingyue understands that only by holding the world in his hands can he truly control his own destiny and protect the people he wants to protect.

    Military Marquis had already fully understood his idea of rebelling against the sky. After a long conversation with him, he dispelled Shen's idea of marrying his wife and let him do it. The Hou Mansion gave unconditional support.

    The tolerance of her parents made Jingyue feel pressured and grateful.

    He knew that he was walking on a road full of thorns and irreversible, and it was also a gamble to lose his life.

    Win, change the world.

    If you lose, you will never die.

    But he has no regrets.

    In the autumn of the same year, the second prince assassinated the third prince in the paddock. The latter was seriously injured and died on the spot.

    In the spring of the following year, the five princes were adopted as princes who were still childless in the sixtieth year, and the possibility of succession was cut off.

    In this way, there are only four princes and six princes who are only seven years old.

    In the spring of this year, the four princes were established as princes.

    The so-called difference between monarch and minister, Jingyue knew it was time to take a step back.

    He wisely stayed away from the prince, and the prince was very satisfied with his knowledge and interest. However, under the instigation of a caring person, the prince was still quite jealous of him, and finally crossed the river and demolished the bridge, and found an excuse to transfer Wuhou from the patrol camp in the capital, and replaced him with his mother's family.

    Jingyue quietly watched the crown prince swell to death, still acting faithfully and conscientiously, never showing any dissatisfaction.

    In the autumn of the second year, the barbarians came in a large number of crimes, and the king was the main warlord and argued endlessly. However, the prince, at the hint of Jingyue, proposed that he be the emperor himself.

    His loyalty and filial piety moved the emperor, and in the end, the emperor agreed.

    Not only gave the prince a 500,000 army, but also arranged for the support of several veteran generals who could conquer the battle.

    However, the prince was still captured...

    When Jingyue heard the news of the prince's suicide and martyrdom, she said with a sarcasm: "It's so great."

    However, the truth is that the prince wanted to take advantage of this battle to establish the prestige of the army, but under the instigation of his mother's family, he always felt that several generals would compete with him. So he acted without permission, unfortunately, he was beaten by the barbarians and was besieged on the battlefield.

    He has been with the prince for many years. What kind of personality the other party will be affected, and what actions he will take are all within his calculations.

    Facts proved that he did not make a mistake.

    When the news came back to Beijing, the emperor couldn't afford to be ill. Two days later, the old emperor recruited Wuhou and asked him to lead a hundred thousand troops to go for reinforcements.

    On the day Wuhou led soldiers out of the city, Jingyue was silent while looking at his father's back from the tower. Although the father and son did not communicate during the whole process, they knew each other well, and success or failure was all in this!

    When the spring breeze opened the thousands of flowers and trees in the capital, the army class returned to the court.

    In this battle, Wuhou once again made an immortal feat, not only regaining the city that was swallowed by the State of Wei, but also expelling the Barbarian King Court from Mobei and letting the entire Mobei into the territory of the State of Wei.

    At this time, the emperor was too sick to get up. He sent angels out of the city for thirty miles to greet him, and named Wuhou as the country's lord, while Jingyue became the eldest son of the country.

    At the same time, the emperor ordered the world to appoint the six princes who were less than ten years old as crown princes, and ordered Wu Guogong and the two prime ministers to join the young master.

    A month later, the emperor died, and the young lord ascended the throne.

    In this way, Wu Guogong, who holds half of the world's military power, has become a veritable regent, and as the only blood of Wu Guogong, Jingyue has naturally risen.

    On the day of the little emperor's accession to the throne, Jingyue came to his teahouse again and chose the box on the third floor.

    He looked at the bright red sun outside the window, and said in his heart: I once envied the rich, and later, I envied the powerful. Later, I wanted to have the greatest power in the world and never be controlled by others. Nowadays, no one of my generation can compete with me. The world only knows that my father is not the young master. Although I am not the most powerful person, I have completely controlled my destiny. What else can I expect in this life?

    But for some reason, there was still a trace of melancholy deep in his heart.

    In the hall, a essay sounded, "Forty years of dreaming back to the old year, the purple pavilion and the golden palace are gone. I only sigh that life is half sad and happy. Taiwan, it is the flying fairy from the sky."

    At that moment, Jingyue suddenly remembered the lush hillside, the wild flowers in the mountains, and the gray stone that the fairy had set foot on.

    Jingyue sighed in a low voice, "Why did I forget?"

    The heart that had been in the dust for a long time suddenly broke open, as if the moon rose in the dark night, as if the morning light passed through the clouds. Jingyue only felt light all over, he laughed and said, "Everyone talks about the impermanence of the heavens, and the immortals are ruthless. I want to chase the road and be the god!"

    As soon as the voice fell, a muffled thunder sounded in the sky, and the silver lightning slammed into the teahouse like a mad snake. The roof tiles cracked, frightening passers-by.

    However, after the thunder, the teahouse was intact, but Jingyue, who was sitting in the box, disappeared without a trace.

    But many people have heard the rhetoric before he disappeared.

    Therefore, the following historical records:

    Wei Tian was forty-one years old, and there was Jingyue, the eldest son of the Wu Kingdom. He had an epiphany at the Wenxian Tea House and gained a great rise.

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