I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

Zhongjing City is said to be small, but in fact it is very large. Many people live in this city and never see it once in a lifetime.

Zhongjing City is said to be big, but it is actually very small. A news spread all over the streets and alleys almost in the blink of an eye.

In the morning, they were still discussing what kind of surprises Zhuge Liang, the Wolong who asked Liu Xuande to pay three visits to the thatched cottage, would give Liu Xuande a surprise, but in the afternoon it was replaced by the news of Wanghou killing people in the street.

The fastest disappearance of information is not being forgotten, but being replaced.

Well, it's like love.

"Do you know? The Xiaoyu who was killed was usually Wanghou's favorite, and he was killed if he said so."

"The Wanghou family is like this, very violent. The ancestors were granted the title of Marquis because they killed the most enemies. It was originally a Marquis of Death, but later it was changed to Wanghou because of an ominous word meaning. What is a concubine? When I was young, I was almost beaten to death by the old Wanghou!"

"Yes, yes, I have an impression! At that time, there was a handicap betting on how many years Xiao Wanghou would live. The dealer who opened the market thought that he would not live to be fourteen years old!"

"If it weren't for a single seedling, in order to pass on the family line, and keep the title of Wanghou, I probably wouldn't live to be fourteen years old."

"Tell me a gossip, I heard that Mrs. Wanghou was tortured to death by the old Wanghou."

"What are you? I heard that old Wanghou was poisoned to death by little Wanghou."

"Hey, this Duke's family is really chaotic..."

...

At this moment, Wanghou Mansion.

All the servants buried their heads, not daring to make a sound. Outsiders only know that Wanghou went out to kill at noon, but they know that Wanghou has been killing people since morning, and a dozen corpses have already been buried in the backyard.

In the main hall, Jiang Yu asked with a gloomy face and lowered his voice, "Is everything cleaned up?"

The housekeeper who was standing at the side swallowed nervously, stepped forward and replied softly: "Since yesterday, all the servants who have had contact with Xiaoyu have been killed, only the wrong ones, not the leaks."

"The net has been spread out. Anyone who is involved in this matter will be rewarded immediately once they find out."

Jiang Yudai nodded, picked up the tea bowl on the table, but his hands were trembling slightly, and he murmured: "Bastard... bastard... bastard..."

Everyone saw Jiang Yudai's violence, but they didn't know that his heart was full of fear at the moment.

how is this possible? how is this possible? How could Xiaoyu know the secret that had been buried in his heart for twenty years?

It should be buried in the grave with the old bastard's.

He was not afraid of rumors that he killed Old Wanghou, but in fact that old bastard's death had nothing to do with him.

But the secret that Xiaoyu knew was enough to knock him down from the throne of Marquis who is now a rich and prosperous man!

Even godmothers and empresses are inconvenient to save themselves.

What's more, the current queen empress probably doesn't have much thought to protect herself.

He didn't read Talent thoroughly, and he was arrogant and domineering, which offended many people.

If he lost the position of marquis, he might not necessarily die, but he believed that life would be worse than death.

This time, even if you use all the energy of the Marquis Mansion and consume all the favors in the past, you must keep this secret!

Just when Jiang Yudai was tremblingly pressing the teacup to Own's lips, a servant walked in tremblingly and said, "Master Hou, someone outside asked the child to send a letter, and told you to read it!"

"Letter?" Jiang Yudai froze for a moment, reached out to take the letter, opened the envelope, Jiang Yudai's eyes suddenly widened.

There are only three large characters on the white paper——

I know!

Jiang Yudai shook his hands, and the letter paper fell, but it burned up during the falling process, and instantly turned into paper ashes. Jiang Yudai also fell on the chair.

"Master Hou—" The housekeeper stepped forward to help Jiang Yudai, but Jiang Yudai pushed him away. Jiang Yudai frantically grabbed the servant who brought the letter in, and asked sharply, "Where is the person who sent the letter? Where is the person?"

The servant seemed to be terrified, he hesitated and said, "It's... it's... a... child, he said... said..."

"say what!"

"Say...the address is...on the envelope!"

Jiang Yudai pushed away the servant, threw the envelope in front of the desk, took the envelope in his hand, looked through it carefully, and finally saw a line of small characters on the back of the letter.

"Fifteen miles south of the city, Meizhuang."

Jiang Yudai calmed down and ordered: "Prepare the horse!"

After a slight pause, he added: "Let all of Benhou's personal guards follow."

...

Chen Luo shook his head, trying to get the image of the woman being shot out of his mind.

Chen Luo sighed softly, when the bowstring sounded, he could have stopped it.

But he never expected that the man surnamed Jiang would do it.

With just a moment of hesitation, the long arrow shot through the woman's head.

But even Cheng Diefei and Luo Hongnu, at most, cursed with red eyes, and then let the matter go. Naturally, Chen Luo could only digest such shock silently by himself, and it would not take much effort to stand up for it The other party upholds justice.

After all, the Jingzhao Mansion will verify the woman's identity, if she is really a domestic slave, it can only be regarded as the family affairs of the Wanghouhou Mansion.

Fugitive slaves can be killed, it was written into Daxuan law!

Chen Luo felt that his little bit of morality from his previous life was being rapidly assimilated by this world.

After settling his mind, Chen Luo picked up his pen again.

If you want to change the world, you must first start with what you are good at.

For example, copying... writing a book!

This chapter, but you have to write it with your heart.

Because, that man is here.

"When I was in the hall, I saw that my husband turned over and was about to get up, and suddenly fell asleep against the inner wall. The boy wanted to repay. Xuande said, 'Don't be alarmed'. After standing for another hour, Kongming woke up, and chanted a poem:"

"Whoever realizes the big dream first,"

"I've known myself all my life."

"Caotang Spring is full of sleep,"

"It's getting late outside the window."

After Kongming chanted, he turned over and asked the boy, "Is there any vulgar visitor?"

...

"After that, I ordered the boy to take out a scroll of the painting and hang it in the middle hall. He pointed to Xuande and said: "This is the map of the fifty-four states of Xichuan. The general wants to become the hegemony, let Cao Cao occupy the sky in the north, and let Sun Quan occupy the land in the south. General You can occupy people and harmony. First take Jingzhou as your home, and then take Xichuan to build a foundation, so as to become a tripartite force, and then you can map the original.'”

"Wonderful! Wonderful!" Holding the latest "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" that was just delivered, Yan Baichuan was amazed when he saw "Longzhong Dui"!

"What a Zhuge Kongming, who knows the affairs of the world without going out of the mountain. How bold and what a pattern is to divide the world!"

Yan Baichuan seemed to have found a sense of confidant, walking up and down in Own Yashe: "Wolong! Wolong! Those idiots of the Dragon Clan are also worthy of the name Zhuge?"

After walking for a while, Yan Baichuan sat back again, wanting to see how Kong Ming knew about Liu Bei next time, but he never expected that this time he just wrote that Zhuge Liang and Liu Bei returned together, and Liu Bei asked Zhuge Liang for advice every day, and then he wrote about it. Turn, write about Sun's revenge battle!

"Who wants to see Jiang Dongsun! This old man wants to see Zhuge Liang!" Yan Baichuan slapped the table suddenly, and turned a few pages back, only to find that Zhuge Liang had no more records, and he couldn't calm down for a while!

"The shame of the literati...!"

After saying something bitterly, Yan Baichuan looked back at the beginning, intending to use "Longzhong Dui" again!

...

On the other side, Jiang Yu rode his horse and galloped to Meizhuang mentioned on the envelope.

This plum village is famous for its unique blood plum blossoms. Every winter, the plum blossoms bloom, and the red plum blossoms are as bright as blood, which is better than ordinary plum blossoms.

In the former dynasty, there was a hermit who claimed to be "the plum wife and the crane son", who lived in seclusion all day long and taught his disciples. Later, when the barbarians invaded, the entire line of defense between China and Beijing collapsed. Just as everyone was fleeing, the hermit came from the east on a crane, showing the Cultivation Base of the second rank, a great Confucian, and fought hard against the three great barbarian kings, fighting for the escape of millions of people. A stick of incense time.

According to historical records, the last words of this hermit Confucian scholar before his death were: "My disciples are all dead, so can the teacher not die?"

In the end, the blood of the hermit great scholar sprinkled the sky, and the hot blood dripped on the ground, giving birth to the ten-mile blood plum!

Jiang Yudai anxiously searched among the blood plums. Suddenly, a petal of the blood plum fell and floated in front of Jiang Yudai.

After a while, a small wooden house appeared in front of Jiang Yudai. Jiang Yudai opened the door of the wooden house, and saw a person sitting cross-legged inside, with his back to him.

"Come in, sit down!" The voice was flat and calm, neither male nor female, nor age, nor sad or happy.

Jiang Yudai hesitated for a moment, but followed what the other party said, walked into the wooden house, and sat down quietly.

With a sound of "swipe", the door of the wooden house closed by itself, cutting off the sunlight outside the house immediately, and the whole wooden house was pitch black.

Just as Jiang Yudai was about to move, a sudden pressure fell on Jiang Yudai, making him unable to move. He tried to look ahead, but he could only see a dark area. At this time, the voice came out again.

"The old man is not malicious, so don't worry."

"The old man already knows about you."

At this time, Jiang Yudai felt a cold in his throat, coughed, and found that he could speak, and said quickly: "I don't understand what you are talking about?"

The voice in the darkness sounded again: "Dangtang Wanghou turned out to be born of incest between mother and uncle, is this true?"

Jiang Yudai felt the blood burning all over his body, and he lowered his voice: "Who are you? What evidence do you have? What do you want?"

Yes, incest.

His biological father was the Uncle who suffered a brain injury when he was young, and then fell off a horse and died!

Who can blame this!

Who let that old bastard hurt the roots of his descendants on the battlefield, but wanted to leave incense for his ancestors, so he drugged his mother and let the little brother with cerebral palsy replace him.

The old bastard killed Little Brother, killed his wife, but dared not kill his son!

Even if I wanted to kill him a few times, didn't I stop?

Jiang Yudai's breathing gradually became heavy.

In the human race, the more noble the class, the more there are several rules that cannot be touched no matter what.

Such as collusion between people, such as incest!

Incest is a violation of etiquette! Violation of the gift!

He may not die, but his title, his honor, will be far away from him forever and will never come back.

"What do you want me to do!" Jiang Yudai couldn't bear the other party's silence, and increased his own chips again!

The voice in the darkness finally sounded again, this time with a hint of a smile, and said, "It's not about what to do for me, but what should you do?"

"For you, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"no need to thank me."

...

Jiang Yudai waited for a while, but the wooden house was still quiet. Jiang Yudai found that the pressure on his body had dissipated, so he stood up quickly and grabbed the front, only to find that the figure sitting in front of him had disappeared without a trace, leaving only A Jade Slip.

Jiang Yudai picked up Jade Slip, and a message passed into Jiang Yudai's mind, and then Jade Slip shattered.

With a serious face, Jiang Yudai opened the door of the wooden house, and suddenly the sun hit his face, making his eyes narrow.

After adapting to the light, the corners of Jiang Yudai's mouth suddenly curled up...

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