The Best Fake Eunuch

There is a character in the name of Prince Li Xian, but it has not manifested.

It seems that he has been reincarnated to go to the bird, Xiao Chen still sincerely wishes him to be an ordinary person in his next life, but he must never join the emperor's house again!

Just when the gold papers he brought were almost burned out, a hunchbacked old man appeared in front of the tomb without a sound, nodded to Xiao Chen, and motioned him to come with him.

Several people followed him around the mausoleum and walked for a long time along a winding tree-shaded path. At the end of the path was a small pavilion. In the snowy light, there were two old men sitting in the pavilion, and a red clay stove next to it. , a pot of wine was stewed on the stove, and it was already boiled.

Very fragrant wine.

Green ant new fermented wine, red clay small stove.

"It's going to snow in the evening." One of the old men in a green shirt and short robe, gray hair, and a flushed face turned his head and smiled at Xiao Chen, "Can I have a drink?"

"The wine here is sacrificial wine, two old men, who are you offering sacrifices to?" Xiao Chen signaled Fu Yan and others to wait outside, and walked in with great strides.

"Sacrifice to the common people in the world." The old man in green shirt casually picked up the wine urn, filled a broken rough porcelain bowl with a gap, and raised his hand to signal Xiao Chen to sit down.

What a big breath!

"My lord, Xiao Chen, dare to ask the two old masters Gao's name?" Xiao Chen was not polite, and sat down with his buttocks, cupping his hands and bowing without losing courtesy.

"My surname is Zhang. I haven't used my name for a long time, but I can't remember it. You can just call me Grandpa Zhang." The old man in the green shirt spoke boldly.

Treat Xiao Chen as his grandson.

"Are you Xiao Chen?" The other old man was about sixty years old, dressed in brocade clothes and jade belts, sitting upright, with a clear face, white beard and hair, looking forward, very powerful.

"You are Murong Heng, Lord Murong Hou." When Xiao Chen saw his appearance, he had a feeling of déjà vu, coupled with his arrogant demeanor who was looking at the world sideways, his thoughts were racing, and he immediately guessed. reveal his identity.

"Hehe, what did I say? This kid is very smart!" Old man Zhang laughed.

"I'm afraid that you will be misled by your cleverness." The old man in brocade clothes stared at Xiao Chen, "Are you the prince Zhu Yuanqi?"

"The vicissitudes of life, time has passed, the big man has long since died, where is there any prince?" Xiao Chen said indifferently, "It's like you, Murong Heng, are not the Marquis of Zhenxi now, but the Duke of Zhenxi."

Murong Heng was silent.

"Hahaha, what a sharp-tongued, bitter and mean kid!" Old man Zhang laughed.

"What the junior said is the truth." Xiao Chen said.

"Prince, please change clothes." Murong Heng stood up, cupped his fists at Xiao Chen as a salute, his attitude was quite humble, but his tone was unquestionable.

"Grandmother, what this prince did is so f*ckingly pathetic, he spends his whole life naked and rubbing his ass, and is ashamed everywhere!" Xiao Chen knew that he was cautious, and he didn't show him the marks on his butt. I won't believe my identity.

Duan Ling'er outside the pavilion saw Xiao Chen taking off his pants from a distance, he was really puzzled, did his brother get drunk before drinking? Doesn't he want to pee?

"It's all right now." Fu Yan smiled, expressing his relief.

"Who are these two old men?" Tie Kunlun asked, "Boss recognizes them?"

"They don't know if Boss recognizes him or not. They should know Boss. I don't recognize the one dressed as the tomb guard, but the one in brocade clothes and jade belt is Murong Heng." Fu Yan said softly.

ah! It turned out to be him!

How fast Duan Linger reacted, she immediately drew out the lancet.

"What are you doing?" Fu Yan was startled.

"Kill him, so that my brother's identity doesn't have to be revealed." Duan Linger's words also made sense.

"What about Murong Danqiu, you killed her too?" Fu Yan said.

"Uh... that's right." Duan Linger scratched her head.

"It is of course best to kill their father and daughter to avoid future troubles." Tie Kunlun sighed while speaking, "But I'm afraid we won't be able to kill this Murong Heng."

"Why can't it be killed? Could it be that Murong Heng also has martial arts skills? Even if his martial arts skills are very high, we can kill him together." Duan Ling'er said.

"Hehe, didn't you see those seven people beside the pavilion?" Fu Yan narrowed his eyes.

"I see, I guess it's Murong Heng's bodyguard, so what?" Duan Ling'er thought it was nothing to worry about.

"This is the Seven Star Formation." Tie Kunlun said softly, "The Seven Star Formation of the Murong family."

"Damn it!" Duan Ling'er's eyes widened in an instant, "Is Murong Heng from the Murong family?"

"Don't you know?" Tie Kunlun wondered, "It's a pity that you are still from the rivers and lakes."

"No one told me, how would I know!" Duan Linger grinned, "Damn it! Isn't that brother in danger now?"

"It's okay. If Murong Heng wants to harm the boss, he can just report him directly, and there is no need to go to such trouble to find him here. It seems that things are about to turn around. This old master should still be concerned about the past. Mostly looking for the boss to reminisce about the old days." Fu Yan said.

Murong Heng is a member of the Murong family, but he is not considered a disciple of the Murong family.

There is a difference.

Because the four great aristocratic families have an iron law, that is, all disciples are not allowed to serve as officials in the imperial court.

That is to say, if you want to be an official, you can, but you can't learn the skills handed down from your family.

When Murong Heng was born that year, the Patriarch of the Ouyang Family came to congratulate him in person, and made an assertion to him on the spot, saying that this son has a dignified appearance, and he will definitely become a marquis and general in the future!

So the Murong family didn't allow Murong Heng to study the family's unique knowledge, and when he was fifteen years old, they sent him to join the army, until he made great achievements in hundreds of battles and became the Marquis of Zhenxi, fulfilling the prophecy of the head of the Ouyang family.

So even though Murong Heng is a member of the Murong family, he doesn't know all kinds of unique skills passed down by his family.

For this reason, Patriarch Murong specially sent seven disciples with high martial arts skills in his family to form the Seven-Star Formation to follow and protect him. Over the years, I don't know how many people wanted his life, but they either came back and forth, or they were defeated. And return!

Although there are many masters in the world, there are not many who can break through the Murong family's seven-star formation.

"Have you seen it clearly?" Xiao Chen is going all out, he's showing his bare butt to others, it's not just once or twice!

And this time might not be the last...

"Prince..." Murong Heng had no doubts anymore, he pushed the golden mountain, turned down the jade pillar, and knelt down directly to Xiao Chen.

"Hey, I don't dare to be that!" Xiao Chen took a step away, but he didn't help him, "You are the Duke of Zhenxi and the head of the country. I'm just a first-rank eunuch, so I should worship you!"

Of course not.

"Prince, don't doubt it. Although the old minister is the Duke of the Great Zhou, he is still the Marquis of the Great Man!" Murong Heng said in a deep voice, "I wanted to kill you before because I didn't know your identity. Now that I know you It's the prince, so naturally I want to assist you in accomplishing great things and restoring our great Han country!"

"Hehe, is Mr. Murong joking with me?" Xiao Chen sneered.

You have led your 100,000 soldiers to surrender to Li Wanjiang, and you still told me this.