The Concubine of Transmigration is Difficult

Chapter 248 Abnormal (1)
From the day Shang Kun stepped out of Liangzhou City, he began to spend the most difficult days in his history. Even if he almost died in Gucheng ten years ago, it was a hundred times better than now.

Even if he doesn't look at Shang Zhaoyang, he can know every move of that person, and vice versa, Shang Zhaoyang knows him well.

One is in the prime of life, with a jade-like face, long eyebrows, twinkling eyes, black hair like lacquer, and a straight figure. Every movement shows the strength of the master.

The other is an octogenarian, with chicken skin and gray hair, a stooped figure, and a trembling walk, all of which show his old age and age.

One look, two very different ages, like flowers on the other side in the long river of time.Shang Kun seemed to foresee his old self, while Shang Zhaoyang recalled the graceful demeanor of the first son of Shangjing back then, but unfortunately they were not each other.

The mountain road was steep and rugged, and Shang Kun didn't let the convoy slow down, letting Shang Zhaoyang's old bones bump in the car.The old man was so strong that he didn't beg for mercy, and he also pretended not to know.

"Come down and eat." Shang Kun's tone was blunt, but it was also his greatest patience.

Outside the car, the moon and stars are sparse, the leaves flutter with the wind, making rustling noises, Shang Zhaoyang struggled to help his attendants get out of the car, all the cronies around him were wiped out by his grandson, and now all those serving him are his son's confidantes.

"I've been to this place before." Shang Zhaoyang said with a frown, as if he was complaining about his grandson's perfunctory, taking him out for a stroll and rushing to do business.

"Haven't come to where you're going." Shang Kun became even more impatient, striding far away, sitting by the campfire and picking up the wine bag, the flickering light of the fire reflected on his face, his facial features were as exquisite as if carved out , if it weren't for the cold and sinister aura between his brows, he could really be called a rare handsome man in the world.

The second day, the third day...until the evening of the seventh day, Shang Zhaoyang still hadn't reached the destination requested by Shang Zhaoyang. He insisted on leaving the territory of the Great Zhou and going deep into the hinterland of Beimo to search.He kept talking about his biological father wandering in a wandering spirit, which made him sleepless when he grew up.

Shang Kun lost his last patience, and said in front of everyone that he would return the same way tomorrow, and his patience was reaching a breaking point, and he didn't want to see that old man again for a moment.

There is A Yuan in Liangzhou City, she is pregnant with his child, and she longs for him to be by her side.Ganzhou has always been a big hidden danger, and the news from the spies in the capital said that King Yu was also extremely dishonest.

During this journey, nomadic herdsmen are rarely seen. In the summer season when the grass is fat and the cattle and sheep are flocking, it is a very abnormal thing.

Everything prevents him from spending time with Shang Zhaoyang.

"Kun'er." Shang Zhao's yang energy was like a silk, and he heard the magic sound spell in Shang Kun's ear.

"Do you know how your great-grandfather died?"

"Died by his closest confidant, that man exchanged the head of his great-grandfather for an equal amount of gold."

When Shang Kun talked about the past of the family, he was calm. The person who betrayed his great-grandfather fell into the hands of the Shang family several times, and was quartered by five horses.But the strange thing is that the man can't tell the whereabouts of the great-grandfather's bones, and the Duke of the Shang family who died in battle has really become a lonely ghost.

Shang Kun didn't think so. Hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits from Beimo accompanied his great-grandfather, living in the same robe and dying in the same acupuncture point.

My father was betrayed by the people around him. He believed other people's words and sent troops hastily. He even wiped out hundreds of thousands of troops.

Shang Zhaoyang recalled the past, still gritted his teeth with hatred, Huabai's hair was messy and sticking to his forehead.In the past few years, he has grown older, and his obsession with the past has deepened. He hates the person who betrayed his father, and hates the supreme king who forced his mother and sisters to death.

Even in summer, the nights in Mobei were cold and dewy, and Shang Kun wanted to torture his grandfather, deliberately forbidding people to add enough bedding for him, so that he would be a bit colder.It seemed that Shang Zhaoyang was shivering from the cold, and he could sleep until dawn with a good night's sleep, but in fact, both of them were awake.

No matter how healthy Shang Zhaoyang is, he is also nearly 70 years old, and he has lived in seclusion in the mansion for nearly two years. His previous kung fu foundation has gradually dropped, and his body has been worn out by dieting. He really can't resist the cold air on the grassland. He clenched his teeth and insisted.

He also gritted his teeth and survived the cold night in the battle to avenge his father many years ago, and the next day there was a full set of sable fur bedding in the tent, the fur was soft, shiny, luxurious and splendid.No need to ask, it must have been sent by Princess Jinyang to his account.

He knew Jinyang's thoughts, the girl of heaven almost announced her admiration for him to the world, and when he was a carefree son in fresh clothes and angry horses, she was quite complacent, even if he only had his cousin in his heart, he would not The proud royal girl fell in love with him.

Later, the family changed, and it was Jinyang who tried his best to protect him in front of everyone, and persuaded the king to give him a chance to lead the army.

She gave him great favors, but didn't ask him to return a word.

Shang Zhaoyang hated Jinyang, just as he hated her father and brother deeply, and hated Jinyang's long eyebrows, wide forehead, luxurious and incomparable - that is also the unique appearance of the children of the Wu family.

Thinking of the past, Shang Zhaoyang coughed violently, and the heavy panting woke up the people around him, and the attendants got up to feed him water.

All the news fell into Shang Kun's ears, he lifted the tent angrily, snatched the teacup from the hand of the servant, and threw it on the ground, the tea splashed on the corner of his robe, wet spots.

(End of this chapter)