Jinghong Building

Wu Dongming's heart sank, his face calmly: "Say it again."

He Ran's voice was faint: "Is he worthy of the orphan of King Zhao?"

Wu Dongming's eyes were deep. Although he lived in a corner, he had also heard about the orphans of King Zhao.

But he didn't believe that King Zhao's descendants could survive until now.

"Haha!" Wu Dongming sneered and mocked, "Little girl, you have read too many stories in the market. King Zhao's orphans, why don't you say that Taizu was reincarnated?"

He Ran’s smile was clear: “Which one do you believe in is the reincarnation of Taizu and the orphan of King Zhao?”

The ridicule on Wu Dongming's face gradually disappeared. Which one did he believe in? Which one will the world believe in?

If you choose one of two, then it can only be the latter.

"You mean, King Zhao's orphan is in your hands?" Wu Dongming looked at He Ran as if he was poisoned.

"Yes, he is in my hands. The person who was rumored to be very popular outside a while ago was him." He Ran seemed to be talking about something very interesting.

But Wu Dongming didn't find it interesting, he said, "Are you serious?"

He Ran pointed to the head on the desk: "Did you think this head was picked up by me when I was walking after dinner?"

But Wu Dongming still didn't want to believe that the orphan of King Zhao would be in the hands of the little girl in front of him: "Who are you?"

"I said everything, I am He Dazhuan." He Ran yawned again.

Wu Dongming: "Which one of the orphans of King Zhao you mentioned?"

"His name is Zhou Jian, he is ten years old this year. By the way, he looks more like Taizu than King Jin and King Qi, and today." He Ran said.

Wu Dongming sneered: "I waved my hand and found ten orphans like this."

He Ran smiled cleverly: "But it is me who found the orphan of King Zhao, not you. What's the use of you who can make ten or eight."

Wu Dongming took a deep breath. Yes, no matter how much he made it, it would be useless, because the story of King Zhao's orphans appearing in the world had already spread all over the world, and he was one step too late.

"In addition to King Zhao, there is King Gui, the late emperor, and there is also "

Before Wu Dongming finished his subsequent words, He Ran interrupted him coldly: "But they are not as good as King Zhao together."

Wu Dongming was stunned for a moment, yes, these princes of course cannot be compared with King Zhao. Until King Zhao died, he was also the crown prince.

If it weren't for the rumor that he had **** Taizu to death, King Zhao could be buried with the emperor's courtesy, and he would have left his name as an emperor, rather than a mere King Zhao.

Wu Dongming wanted to ask again "Who are you?", but before he could say that he remembered that this little girl had already said twice, she was He Dazhen.

Wu Dongming suddenly laughed: "He Dazhu? Do you want to be He Jinghong? Just you?"

He Ran was shameless: "Yes, it's up to me."

Wu Dongming thought this was the most interesting thing he had heard recently, and he laughed: "Do you know when Taizu raised his army, in addition to He Jinghong, he also had the old subordinates of the Zhou family? He had soldiers, he had them. Zhou, he has the people and money left by his father, Zhou Jian, what does he have?”

He Ran waited for him to finish laughing and said, "Zhou Jian has you."

Wu Dongming was stunned!

He Ran stood up, bypassed the desk and walked to Wu Dongming. She was covered in dust, but it did not affect her momentum at all. She stood in front of Wu Dongming, without any cramping.

"Zhou Jian is alone, without father or mother, without family, but he has me, and now he has you."

Wu Dongming's hands clenched into fists, and he looked at He Ran in a blink of an eye: "Can you compare with He Jinghong?" He Ran: "Of course I can't compare with He Jinghong, but if you add it Besides, there is no Zhou clan behind Zhou Jian, nor his father's old subordinates. He has nothing, let alone you have rebelled, right? "

Wu Dongming looked at her and smiled again. He found that he had already laughed many times that night.

The little girl in front of me is indeed a pleasant person.

It doesn’t matter whether Zhou Jian is a true descendant of King Zhao. What’s important is that he is now the descendant of King Zhao.

The reason why King Jin raised an army was that the Zhou family was not the blood of the Zhou family, but the Min family.

If the current emperor is really not the blood of the Zhou family, then the King of Jin is indeed more suitable for that position than him.

But what if there is another descendant of Prince Zhao at this time?

King Jin could not compare with King Zhao, let alone him behind King Zhao.

He Ran continued: "Ling Zun was a powerful man at that time and was one of the ten powerful generals under Taizu's command. He became famous at a young age and was named General Longhu at the age of 25. After he established the dynasty, he even entrusted most of the northwest to him. At that time, the world was Who doesn’t know the reputation of a general?

Unfortunately, after Taizong ascended the throne, your family's military power was cut off half. Now, there is only one guard in Yulin.

Speaking of which, Ling Zun also watched King Zhao grow up."

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

The last sentence is not an exaggeration. Wu Dongming's father was a teenager older than King Zhao, and he was the one who watched King Zhao grow up. He taught him how to ride a horse. After King Zhao's death, Wu's father cried several times.

Wu Dongming was moved that his father was the person he respected the most. If his father was still alive, he would never rebel.

"It was King Jin and Cai Jie who forced me!" Wu Dongming gritted his teeth.

"You still have King Zhao." He Ran said.

Wu Dongming was stunned and then realized that the King Zhao in He Ran's mouth was not the Prince Xian who had been dead for many years, but Zhou Jian, a child with a yellow mouth.

Wu Dongming stared at He Ran firmly: "Why is it me?"

"Because you have an iron-minded father, because you are an iron-minded father." He Ran said.

Wu Dongming suddenly wanted to cry. Since he started a military campaign, countless people have scolded him, officials in the court scolded him, scholars in the literati and scholars, and even ordinary people have scolded him.

They called him an ungrateful, a traitor, and an ungrateful.

He rebelled against the Zhou Dynasty, and they scolded him, and he beat King Jin, and they scolded him too.

The rebellion of Zhou was ungrateful, and beating King Jin was also ungrateful, because King Jin also had the surname Zhou.

Even his wife spoke coldly to him.

They didn't remember it. His father shed blood for the Zhou family in the first half of his life and tears for the Zhou family in the second half of his life. When he was dying, he was still worried about his military power being seized.

They didn't remember that his son was killed for no reason. Even though he knew who the murderer was, he was protected by Zhou, so the murderer was free.

They don’t remember that he had an iron-minded father, and he himself was an iron-minded father.

Wu Dongming felt excited, but he quickly calmed down.

"But can you become He Jinghong? Don't forget that He Jinghong has worked hard for half his life and has only won the identity of a princess."

"That's why I want to do business with you. I want to be your partner. It's you, not Zhou Jian." He Ran said.

Wu Dongming curled his lips and said, "You think thoroughly than He Jinghong."