The Path Toward Heaven

The son of King Jing is Tong Yan.

He is a chess player and very good at strategic deduction.

Zhao Layue and Liu were able to kill Luo Huainan across the border when he was ten years old.

He only lost one time in this life, that is, he lost to Jing Jiu in the Meihui chess battle that year.

So there is no world in his eyes, no other twenty-three questioners, only Jingjiu. This sentence was also remembered in that book, of course, there are many contents in the book, such as the truth of the world, such as his purpose here-to help Shimei become the last one, and get the immortal fairy.

The study was pushed away and someone came in with a snowstorm.

There was no knock on the door, no instructions, and he knew that the person who came in was his father, King Jing.

"The little princess Qin was found. She is in Beihai County. At this time, she should have been welcomed into the house by Beihai Taishou. In your opinion, when will Beihai turn against?"

King Jing obviously trusted the son who had just turned ten years old, and even asked him for his opinion on such an important event.

Tong Yanjing thought for a moment and said: "The Beishou prince was afraid that he would give the princess to the Qin Emperor for some benefits."

King Jing was somewhat surprised by his judgment.

"The Beihai people have strong customs and strong military strength. The Taishou Prince is also known as the young warrior. Now the little princess is at hand, are they not indifferent?"

Tong Yan knew the identity of the young warrior. In fact, in the past two years, he had often exchanged letters with Beihai County in private.

"The Beihai Taishou's temperament is a bit weak, and the weather is cold and the food is bad, it is difficult to make up his mind."

He thought for a while and said, "Find a way for Qi to support them, and ask the father to send a spy to put some wind in Xianyang City, or it can have some effect."

Jingxi Daxi said: "My son has a wonderful plan."

Tong Yan thought where can he talk about any strategy, and did not want to continue on this topic, and asked: "What does the father think of Zhao Guo?"

King Jing scorned: "The unconscious king can't die no matter what. Zhao Guo still has to suffer. When he dies, Zhao Guo is afraid that he will be scrapped."

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In just a few years, two emperors died in the Five Kingdoms and welcomed two new monarchs.

The new emperor Qin Guo already has the name of tyrannical cruelty, and the new emperor Chu Guo has a new title as a faint monk besides an idiot.

But when it comes to the real fainting monarch, it must be said that the emperor Zhao Guo had a pair of fish eyes.

If you want to write down all the bad things, ugly things, and absurdities that this unconscious man has done, the paper in Luoyang, the capital city, will be expensive.

Since ancient times, Quan Ye has been accompanied by Da Jun.

The eunuch's surname Zhao, who was most beloved by the emperor, was Hong, not to mention power, but everyone was afraid.

One evening, the twilight was getting dark, and the **** Hong did not leave the palace, lying on a chair in the yard to recuperate.

A young eunuch, kneeling beside him, holding a fan in his hand, fanned him carefully, while quietly driving away mosquitoes and flies.

I do n’t know how long the fan has been fanned. The **** Hong has never opened his eyes. The **** ’s arms have become heavy, but he dare not stop and cannot change his hands.

He fanned here the night before, his right arm was red and swollen, and he had no energy at all.

The last twilight disappeared, and the **** Hong finally opened his eyes.

The **** was a little happy, thinking that he would n’t have to fan the whole night tonight, and he was a little bit lost. I thought the father-in-law did n’t think he fanned well enough?

Old Eunuch Hong looked at him, and there was a hint of interest in his cloudy eyes, saying, "How many years have you been in the palace?"

The **** said with a smile on his face: "Ask Grandpa for almost five years."

Old Eunuch Hong said, "In the beginning, you were beaten for a year, and then it took you a year to stop being beaten, and it took another two years to let me see. Then you paid again to pick up this fan. What's up? "

Just when the old **** just started talking, the little **** had begun to scratch his head, his forehead and the floor met, crackling.

Hearing the final question, the **** said with a bowed head: "I gave away all the silver I had saved in the previous four years, and I ... stabbed someone with a knife."

"You know how to put the handle up at a young age. You're really smart, and you use my temper for whatever you want to do."

Mrs. Hong squinted his eyes and said, "Even the qualifications are good, but why should I teach you?"

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He Zhan looked back at the small courtyard. There was no resentment on his pale face, only gratitude and awe.

This was of course disguised, but although the **** Hong refused his request, he did get some benefits.

With so many eunuchs in the palace, how many people are qualified to drive Honggong to mosquitoes? Looking forward to this time in the future, his life should be better, and even Ping Fei may see some good things in the face of her husband Hong. But thinking of the last sentence of the old **** Hong, his mood was still a little depressed.

Yeah, why?

He also wanted to shout at the sun in the sky: Why?

Why do I have to go through such a miserable day, and live like this?

The **** Hong is the strongest person in Zhao Guo's palace, but if it is placed in Chaotianda 6, it is only a mid-day Jindan. But he had to bow to the old **** Hong and bow to his heart. Because after he was exiled, he could not practice his own exercises, and he could only find suitable exercises in this world.

But the **** Hong was right, why?

There is a bifurcation in front, one way leads to Pingfei Palace, and the other way leads to the Royal Garden.

The Royal Garden has been a bit desolate in recent years. It is said that the emperor drowned too many maidens there and was haunted.

Even the show girls wo n’t go there for luck, let alone eunuchs who believe in the afterlife of ghosts and gods.

He Zhan walked towards the Royal Garden and wanted to relax.

The night was getting dark, the lights in the palace in the distance were extremely bright, and the weeds in the royal garden grew very long, looking like a ghostly shadow.

He Zhan naturally would not be afraid, and he was familiar with walking deep into the Royal Garden, preparing to climb the rockery to lie down.

Suddenly he has someone else in the Royal Garden tonight.

There is a small chestnut tree by the lake.

A thin boy stood under the chestnut tree.

The young man was wearing a pale yellow shirt with a gloomy expression.

He Zhan knew that he was Prince Zhao Guo, a few years older than himself, not an inquirer.

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The next few nights, He Zhan saw Prince Zhao Guo in the Royal Garden. ..

What he didn't understand was that the Prince was obviously not the inquirer. Why did he caress the tree branches and look at the distance thoughtfully like the inquirer.

Your father-in-law is a drowsy monk, which is indeed a shame, but is it harder for you than my little eunuch?

One night, looking at the figure under the little chestnut tree and the terrain by the lake, He Zhan made a decision.

He came to the Royal Garden in advance, confirmed that no one was on the lake, walked under the tree, took out the knife that never left his body, and slowly began to cut the branch.

He was very careful not to cut the branch, then sealed the crack with dirt, and then cleaned all traces of wood chips and the like.

Then he waited for the prince to fall into the lake because of a broken tree branch.

But I don't know if he cut it deeply enough, or if the crown prince's hands are too weak, this incident that He Zhan may change is always happening.

Xia went to Qiu, He Zhan had given up his efforts and even forgot about it.

One afternoon in the afternoon, he squatted by the lake and wanted to treat himself, and suddenly he heard Kara sound from above.

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The prince fell off the **** and rolled to the lake.

Then he saw a little **** with oil in his mouth and looked at himself in amazement.

The prince was furious, thinking that if he hadn't smelled the smoke and looked at the fire, he would have broken the tree branch and fell down, making him so embarrassed. He was about to teach the little **** a few words, but the little **** suddenly rushed up, covered his mouth, kept booing, his eyes were full of pleading.

The prince looked at the pitiful appearance of the eunuch, and was a little soft-hearted.

The **** slowly let go of his hand and flattered and said, "Don't shout, don't shout, I'll share the fish with you."

The prince looked at the grilled fish on the branch in his hand and asked Wei Wei, "Where is this fish?"

The little **** said of course: "Of course the fish are in the lake, can they still be on the tree?"

The prince was even more angry, thinking that this little **** of this palace was so sharp-edged.

The **** tore off a piece of fish and handed it to him, and said, "I did n’t give you food just to stop your mouth. It looks like you are so thin, your face is so pale, alas, it ’s miserable ... what are you In the palace? Look at the cheeks, they're all sunk, their mouths are sharp. "

The prince froze, took the fish into his mouth subconsciously, then choked and said, "It's really fragrant."

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The next day He Zhan re-entered the elder Hong's courtyard.

Summer is over. You don't need a fan. To get such a good job, you need to put more effort.

The redness on his face was only a small price. What really worked was the jade that the prince gave him last night.

As long as the prince is present, Yu Pei often exists, and he is not distressed.

He cleaned the yard and then walked into the back room, kneeling in front of Elder Hong.

The **** Hong is now this child. He was a little surprised and asked, "Think about the answer?"

That question is those three words: why.

He Zhan said, "Last night, I had a grilled fish with His Royal Highness."

There was a gleam of light in Mr. Hong's murky eyes, and he laughed and said, "Nice! Good!"

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With Bluebird's diligent exploration, people outside the Echo Valley will naturally not miss those wonderful stories in the illusion.

Seeing that old **** Hong finally began to teach He Zhan Gong Fa, thinking about his tragic career in the past ten years, people couldn't help but have a lot of emotions and remained silent.

There was a clear applause under a certain tree.

The applause was sir, and there was a piece of dried fish in his mouth, looking at them like the cute little sea beasts by the West Sea.

"I'm a bit tired. I want to go somewhere else. Would you like to go with me?"

She said to the girl Suzuki.

The Shuiyueyuan girl was a little surprised and said, "Don't you look at the back?"

"What's so good in the middle, it's wonderful when those guys get older," said Sesu.

Growing up overnight in the real world is an adjective, but it's a real thing in an inquiry meeting.

Five days later, Selce and the Girl of the Water Moon returned from the Cold Food Valley with a bouquet of flowers, and those inquirers in the illusion had reached the age of fifteen.

In any world, fifteen years old can be said to be barely an adult.

When I grow up, I will encounter a lot of distress and will start to meet life and death.

Through the efforts of these years, Tong Yan has found the whereabouts of more than ten inquirers. He didn't immediately begin to do anything, but just watched their growth trajectory secretly. Only at certain key points would he help or give a blow or even kill directly.

But something strange happened this spring, and before he even shot, several inquirers died bizarrely.

From the subordinate's post investigation, the killer does not belong to any force, and each time he shot it alone.

Twenty-six questioners are younger generations of practitioners who have entered the illusion and started their practice at the same time. Theoretically speaking, the realm level should not be far behind, but that person can kill so cleanly, and the realm is obviously far Above those who died.

Who can practice so fast? Tong Yan took the book out of the dark grid, and his fingers moved slowly over those names. It is natural that Jingjiu is the strongest when it comes to practicing his talents and entering the fantasy world, but it is difficult for him to leave the palace. Even if he can, he is too lazy to do these things. So who is it?

Tong Yan rubbed his brows, and now his impression of these names is diminishing, just like those ink characters on paper.

Over the years, he would come up with this book from time to time to review, but the memory is still gone, it is as far away as a long time ago, or even a lifetime.

Time is indeed the scariest, most ruthless and most irresistible artifact.

He didn't know how the rest of the askers kept their memories, or did many people have been lost in the red dust?

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Jiang Rui left his courtyard and was going to buy a carriage.

He has not been very good these years, but as a practitioner, he can still get the money for a car.

At that time, he did not forget the things that killed He Zhan's family, but he had forgotten many things before entering the fantasy.

Fortunately, he did not forget to ask the conference, he did not forget those who asked.

He knew he would keep climbing upwards until he reached the pinnacle of power, and then went to see the envoy asking where to go.

No matter how ambitious the goal is, start with small things.

A few years ago, he did a little thing.

He pushed his alcoholic father into the river, and threw many stones into the river.

Then he used the stolen money to buy a dozen acres of land for his mother, hired a few honest and capable long-term workers, and told his sister a good family relationship. Then he went to the county to study, read and write poetry, gained fame, got to know the county, and walked forward step by step.

But this operation is really too slow, and he always feels that there is a faint power that is hindering his progress ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He naturally did not know that this power came from the distant Cangzhou, and thought that the county was too small.

There must be something wrong with that King Yasushi, there is something wrong with the idiot little emperor, there must be something wrong with the young Valkyrie in Beihai County.

Those people are already in high positions and they are still courting the county grandfather. How can this be?

Walking on the street thinking about these things, Jiang Rui felt that her body was a little hot, and she had a lot of pride in her chest.

Then he suddenly had something wrong.

There was a man in black in the street.

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