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- "Quick! Quick! Quick! Get up!"
He hurriedly helped Mr. Di Renjie up, and his father Wang Dan sighed: "Why did Mr. Ge say this? Mr. Ge can have a sincere conversation with me. How can I, Li Dan, be that hypocritical person? What I said before Every word is true!"
Looking at Di Renjie with sincerity in his eyes, his father Wang Dan said: "Mr. Ge, I, Li Dan, am lazy and happy by nature. I really have no interest in being king, honoring and ruling the world. Li Dan is wasting my time on Mr. Ge." I love you so much!" After saying that, he held his hands and apologized again and again.
Ge Lao Di Renjie also understands that nothing can be forced and it is true to follow nature, but he is not willing to accept it. Is the Tang Dynasty really over in the golden age of Zhenguan? A pair of eyes looked at his father Wang Dan for help, but all he could see was powerlessness and deep helplessness!
"Hey!" Mr. Di Renjie sighed and left!
The dancing butterfly flapped its wings and brought up the breeze, entangling, wandering, and whistling, setting off a huge storm that swept the entire world!
The Prime Minister Di Renjie interprets the parrot dream for the Queen Mother, and it can be solved by reusing the two sons; Di Renjie went to the East Palace openly and asked to see his father Wang Dan many times; secretly from the palace maid, the Queen Mother is always talking about her two sons these days; when these days This little thing was learned by the children of the Wu family. After thinking about it for a moment, they felt¡ª¡ª
Boom! God, things have changed!
On January 21st, Liang Wangwu visited Sansi Mansion.
"Hey, do you know that old boy Di Renjie is going to the East Palace?"
"Of course I do. Not only do I know this, but I also know that my aunt will reuse those two boys from the Li family!"
"Damn it, it was all caused by that old guy Di Renjie giving the dream interpretation parrot!"
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All the disciples of the Wu family gathered together, occasionally chatting with each other, each with a sad look on his face.
With his belly full, he stared at Wu Sansi and waved his fists. Wu Yizong's face was full of violence, and he cursed: "Second brother, you saw it. A few days ago, I saw that old boy named Di strutting to the East Palace. I just felt something was wrong. You see, within a few days, the dream interpreter parrot and the old aunt complained about the two boys from the Li family. It was the old boy named Di who did the bad things!"
"Hmph!" He puffed up his big shoulders and snorted heavily, making Wu Sansi's teeth itch with hatred! However, what is the use of self-pity, drinking and swearing, crying or laughing, this kind of self-destruction and self-exile behavior? If Wu Sansi did the same, the Wu clan headed by him would be completely finished!
But Wu Sansi would not do this.
"Bah!" Wu Sansihong walked to the end of the lobby and slammed the table. Wu Sansihong stared and shouted angrily: "Quietly!"
¡°Ah¡ª¡ª¡± All the children of the Wu family were startled and fell silent. Wu Sansi still had great authority in front of his brothers and nephews, especially in his furious state.
With his eyes bloodshot like a vicious and devouring beast, Wu Sansi said fiercely:
"Brothers of the Wu family, you have to know that everything in the past cannot be changed. That is an indisputable fact. Even if all of your mothers die, nothing can be changed. Besides, as decadent and bearish as you are, Not only will it be ruined now, but you will also be putting your heads in front of that boy from the Li family in the East Palace in advance - asking them to chop them off one by one, how stupid!"
"Second brother, what do you say, we will listen to you." "Yes, brothers, listen to the second brother, whatever the second brother tells us to do, we will do it!" A disciple of the Wu family shouted boldly.
"What to do? Hahaha" Staring at the crowd, Wu Sansi laughed desolately. He had thought about it a long time ago. At this extremely passive moment, he only shouted in a cold voice: "Come on, bring the wine, we Wu brothers are here Let's make an alliance based on blood!" The voice boomed, echoing with shocking power for a long time.
A large jar of bamboo leaf greens prepared in advance and a stack of large bowls were placed on the table for confession, and were served by the servant!
¡°I¡¯ll come first!¡±
Oops! Pulling out the dagger from his boot, the voice was unmistakable. Wu Sansi took a step forward and walked to the front of the confession, š_! He took off the mud seal of the wine jar with one hand, threw it aside, stretched out his right wrist, rolled up his sleeves, raised his left hand, and slashed down lightly with Senhan's dagger, shining like snow!
Ta! despair! despair! drops of blood dripped into the wine, and the bright red color spread into wisps!
After giving in, the disciples of the Wu family stepped forward one by one according to their status, swiping lightly with their daggers, tap, tap, tap blood dripped down the wine jar!
Wu Sansi stepped forward, grabbed the wine jar, and opened the bowl!
Pour the wine!
Wow! Wow! Wow! Like a silver waterfall pouring down, the blood wine mixed with wine and blood fills up the sea bowls one after another, the wine swirls and the blood shines!
They formed a circle silently, and the disciples of the Wu family held the sea bowl high!
Holding it, with flames surging in his eyes, burning away those Li family miscellaneous things that were blocking his way, Wu Sansi said loudly, almost howling: "Today, my brothers from the Wu family are here to ally with blood, and work together to defend against foreign enemies. That boy from the Li family will fight until death!" Drink blood wine! "
"We will fight until we die!"
The fire in the heart is burning, for the common goal, the blood in the bowl is boiling, blood kills thousands of miles, kill! kill! kill! The martial arts disciples' eyes flashed with wild beast-like ferocity, and they roared loudly.
Gudong~! Drink blood wine and swear blood oaths!
In order to reverse the bad situation in which his aunt wanted to make the boy of the Li family the prince, Wu Sansi loudly announced his "Wu Family Brothers Order":
"From today on, all my brothers from the Wu family, who are fighting in the nest, will all rise up to attack!"
"From today on, my brothers from the Wu family, whoever causes trouble, all brothers will rise up and attack them!"
"From today on, my brothers from the Wu family have only one goal. Everything is prepared for the sacrifice of our grandfather (Warrior Xun) in our Ancestral Temple. On the 13th day of the seventh lunar month, we will let my aunt and her old lady feel that once we let that boy from the Li family If we succeed to the throne, what a tragic fate our brothers in the Wu family will face!"
In order to survive and benefit, the children of the Wu family are united like never before and are united to the outside world!
On February 18th of the first year of the Holy Calendar, Yingxian Palace, Changsheng Palace.
After the salute, Wu Sansi said respectfully: "Your Majesty, think twice"
With a glare, she quickly waved her hand to interrupt. Grandma Huang said helplessly: "Erlang, why, you came to me crying again today!"
Grandma Huang felt a little bit bitter in her heart. Ever since he heard about the idea of ??establishing a Dan'er, this Erlang would come here every day and cry, saying that he didn't want to establish a Dan'er. Once he established a Dan'er, the Wu family would be extinct. , he didn't know that what he wanted to establish was Xian'er, who had no enmity with his own family, but he didn't have the time to say it, and he couldn't tell him Erlang either!
"No!" Wu Sansi shook his head and said resolutely: "Your Majesty, Erlang came to see his aunt today in order to expose to her a a guy in our Wu family who turns his elbows outward and sees others as being closer than his own family! "
"Oh, someone is eating him inside and out, he needs to be disciplined. "Who is it?" Grandma Huang said coldly.
"We, the Wu family, You Zhi, go to the East Palace every day, saying that he is good at learning, but who knows whether he is making friends or building relationships; but when my brother comes to him, he is afraid of this and that, and he always shirks the blame, but he is not afraid of our Wu family. One day it collapses and implicates him!" Grinning, showing his white teeth, Wu Sansi said without hesitation, anyone who is close to that boy from the Li family is his mortal enemy, especially those who should be on his side. Wrong team!
Wu Youzhi, Grandma Huang was startled. Is there such a person? He is still a weak scholar. He is timid and afraid of getting into trouble. It is reasonable to have a good relationship with others. However, it is not right to not be close to brothers but to be close to outsiders. , nodded and said: "I know, I will talk about him if I find a chance."
"Yes, aunt."
Two days later, on February 20th, Grandma Huang called Wu Youzhi and gave him a severe scolding.
Unexpectedly, Wu Youzhi, who was so dizzy after being punished, went back and thought to himself that he would keep to himself and study literature, but he was scolded by his old aunt. He felt aggrieved and frightened. After a few days, he fell ill from fright. He contracted typhoid fever and soon died, leaving only orphans and widows, struggling to make ends meet!
After the imperial concubine heard about it, she also complained in her heart that she had done something wrong. She buried Wu Youzhi generously and paid for her family members. She also brought Wu Youzhi's daughter Wu Huier to the palace. Seeing that Huier was smart, lively and lovely, she brought Wu Youzhi to the palace. He was summoned to his side, and he spent time with her day and night, training him personally, and being looked after by Wan'er. He had free time to learn some poems from Wan'er!
July 13th is an important day, the sixty-third anniversary of my maternal great-grandfather, Samurai Yu. Yesterday, my father, Wang Dan, received an order for him to participate in the sacrifice of his maternal grandfather.
The scorching sun in summer is covered by clouds, the clouds pile up on the Ancestral Temple, and the humid cold wind howls, everything is a sign that today is an unusual day!
My father, Wang Dan, and five of our brothers also came here, because the sacrifice was for my maternal great-grandfather, Samurai Xun, an ancestor of the Wu family. Although my father, Wang Dan, had been given the surname Wu, as an heir to the emperor, he had to be ranked as "Yaxian". Wu Sansi later served as the "final offering".
The dark Ancestral Temple, the bright yellow curtains, the monks wearing cassocks and holding wooden fish, the courtiers with their heads lowered and their ears drooping, solemn faces, and the martial arts disciples with sad faces, all destined to be the atmosphere of this sacrifice - will Depressingly serious.
"Nan~wu~a~mi~duo~po~ye~, Duo~ta~ga~duo~ye~, Duo~di~ye~him~
The sound of chanting sutras, the beeping of wooden fish, the clanging of bells and drums, and the sound of rhythm??The heights are captivating and make people unconsciously immersed in it - the festival begins and proceeds one by one!
¡°First offering!¡±¡ª¡ªGrandma Huang.
Supported by Shangguan Wan'er, the seventy-five-year-old Imperial Grandma staggered forward, like a toddler, swaying step by step. She couldn't help but feel sad when she looked at the spiritual tablet on it - "Forefather Warrior Tun". Come from it!
In the past few years, when she held sacrifices on the Fourth and Eighth Days, she always felt a sense of pride when looking at her father's memorial tablet: Father, your daughter - I - Wu Zhao, conquered an empire and created an empire. The ancestors of the Wu family have no Shang Gongguang, a member of the Wu family, who has been bound for eternity, I - Wu Zhao - the sun and the moon are in the sky, my merits are immeasurable!
But looking at this spiritual tablet today, I couldn¡¯t help but feel sad!
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