fake prince

Chapter 125

码头

The carts were on the Lu Zhou and the water, and there was a lot of traffic, with porters pulling their backs, vendors yelling and selling, it was so noisy, Su Ziji really didn't notice the two groups of people watching him for a while.

The price of the Wu Peng boat package is relatively high, but it is convenient and comfortable. The front cabin and the rear cabin are both empty. Su Ziji just moved the luggage, looked at the wild Taoist, and asked: "You look bad, what's wrong?"

Ye Daoist's face was pale, he only looked at the pier, and forced a smile: "It's nothing, maybe it's because he didn't rest well, here, young master."

Returning the dragon pattern jade pendant without paying attention, I secretly hated myself.

"When I was in the teacher's school, when I read history, I blamed those people for not being decisive, hesitant and hesitant. They are not heroes. Now when it happens to me, I know the true meaning."

"Su Ziji looks like a great fortune, but he kills officials and plans to do something big, so I'm afraid again. I'm afraid that if I don't read correctly, I will get involved in it and kill myself."

"Doing big things but cherishing life, seeing small profits but forgetting life, this is my portrayal."

No matter how powerful Su Ziji was, he didn't know what other people were thinking, but he followed his gaze and couldn't help being startled. Ye Buhui was a little puzzled, and pulled his sleeves: "What's wrong?"

"Just now, it seemed that the Taoist was watching us. Could it be that his eyes were dazzled?" Su Ziji believed in himself, but right now, it's hard to say such a thing.

So he looked back and said, "It's nothing, I thought I saw an acquaintance, let's go."

He helped Ye Buhui onto the boat.

The large luggage had already been lifted onto the boat by the boatman, and when he got on the boat, the boatman untied the rope, rowed away from the pier, and half opened the sail again.

The wupeng boat was bigger than the ones hired before, not only a father and son, but also a woman was in charge of cooking, and the cabins were tidied up. Su Ziji was satisfied when he saw it.

As the saying goes, knowing Yuan, he received 20 taels of silver just for meeting the magistrate. In just half a day of free time, Juren and landlords and merchants who originally lived in the provincial capital came to meet each other, and there were many presents.

The expensive ones were declined by Su Ziji, and the few ones were accepted. Even so, there was an extra 70 taels of silver. Sure enough, I only heard of poor scholars who won the Juren, and there was no such thing as poverty. There were too many channels to get money.

Ye Buhui tidied up and saluted, with a smile in his mouth, he suddenly shed tears.

"What's wrong?" Su Ziji asked.

Ye Buhui wiped away his tears, and said tremblingly, "I was thinking, if Dad had some money, maybe he could be cured."

Su Ziji knew that there was no solution to lung disease in ancient times, so he glanced at her and saw that her face was so pale that there was no blood, and there were tears under her long eyelashes. Ah, it's really hard to accept that the son wants to support but the relative is not there."

"But Uncle Ye, I don't want you to do this either."

"I know!" Ye Buhui wiped it again, and said stubbornly: "Seeing that you have won the game, I will flatter you everywhere, and I will also fulfill my father's last wish, go to the capital to become a chess scholar, and become a chess master."

"In this way, Dad will be satisfied."

She was so ambitious, her eyes sparkled, Su Ziji was startled, then smiled and said, "I'm relieved if you think so, all right, I will play chess with you more and read scores to you more."

Ye Buhui is very talented, but no matter how talented he is, no matter how old he is, he is just like Yu Lu.

Yu Lv is very talented, and he is willing to study hard, but the gap between a scholar and a scholar cannot be broken in a few months. This time he failed the ranking.

Not only Yu Lv, but none of the new talents in Shuanghuafu, except himself.

Chess must be the same, if Ye Buhui wants to become a chess master, he has to give her food from time to time. Fortunately, reading a chapter adds 2 points of experience now.

"Hmph, I'm afraid you'll give up halfway." Ye Buhui stared at Su Ziji with a smirk: "Every time I play chess, I yawn."

Su Ziji saw her smiling sweetly, her beautiful eyes looking forward, three parts angry but seven parts joyful, staring at her in a daze, he didn't want to speak for a while, and said after a long time: "For my lady, why would I give up halfway, it's as if I have dedicated myself .”

Ye Buhui couldn't understand this, and his heart was pounding when he saw it. He blushed and spat, annoyed: "On the boat, you are still so nasty."

While talking and joking, the boat was far away. On the pier, the two looked away. Su Ziji's face had changed a lot in a short period of time. Huidao saw it and couldn't help feeling: "This man with a big face Change, exude extravagance, don't have fate."

Liu Chen snorted coldly, looked at Su Ziji even more coldly, and asked, "Is this son really the prince's son?"

Huidao heard this, and smiled slightly: "The appearance of a nobleman has always been confusing. Otherwise, you can find them one by one based on your appearance in the past dynasties, or cut the weeds and root them out, or take them for your own use."

"And this kind of prediction of the secrets is a taboo. If you think about it carefully, these secrets are arranged by the heavens. Will ants be able to spy on the secrets at will and change them?"

"So, what I said just now is based on the love between you and my predecessors, so I can't say more."

"Besides, the secret is a definite number. It is not this person, there are others, let alone involuntary. Why should a real person be persistent?"

These words failed to persuade Liu Chen, but when the words fell, the Taoist flicked his sleeves: "Hmph, my fate is up to me, if I don't have this determination, what else should I practice?"

"The king of Shu is benevolent, and he should be the master of the world, but there can be no more variables."

"That's what I said, but the emperor is paying attention, I forgive you for not daring to do anything about it." Hui Dao smirked, and Jishou: "This is God's will, I will leave now."

"Huidao, now King Qi is supported by the monster clan, not my race, so his heart must be different."

"Although this son may be the son of the crown prince, the death of the crown prince has a lot to do with it. Once the crown prince is restored, no one will be able to please him."

"Only the king of Shu is the most suitable, in line with God's will, why are you still unwilling to contribute?" Liu Chen finally restrained his smile, and said with sorrow.

"I admit that the imperial court's treatment of your master was inappropriate, but as a human being, you should not only ask what you got, but what you have done for the imperial court and the people of the world."

"In this way, you will be worthy of heaven and earth, and worthy of Taoism."

Huidao didn't refute, but just listened quietly, and when Liu Chen closed his words, he smiled: "The three armies can take away their commanders, but ordinary people can't take away their ambitions. Senior brother understands this."

"Besides, junior brother, I have little knowledge, and I really can't use it. I just want to die in the countryside. I really let down senior brother's painstaking efforts."

"Huidao, even if you don't think about yourself, Tongshan Guan Jiye, and your apprentices?"

"Even if you don't even think about it, Panlong Lake has undergone a sudden change, and the monster race is likely to revive. This is a great harm to the human race. Don't you even care about the human race?" Liu Chen shouted sharply.

After all the pictures are revealed, is it finally for the Dragon Palace of Panlong Lake?

There is no real place in Panlong Lake Dragon Palace, and outsiders are not allowed to enter.

That's why Zheng Yingci, who had been in the Dragon Palace, was specially taken in, and he also tried to recruit himself who was a master of Tianji.

The most ruthless revenge is that he would rather be in poverty for the rest of his life than give any help to the enemy. Hui Dao smiled without saying a word, and then fled away with a slap in the face.

(End of this chapter)