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The bald old man asked urgently.

"And you are not among the seven princes at all!"

"We are very grateful to you for saving us, but please don't pretend to be the emperor's prince. This is disrespect to the emperor. I'm done talking and I'm leaving!"

After the bald old man finished speaking, he said thank you, then turned around and pulled up his daughter who was looking like a nympho.

"and many more!"

"When did I say that I am one of the Seven Princes?"

The voice from behind stopped the bald old man. He froze for a moment, and suddenly thought of a possibility.

That is:

"I'm an illegitimate child!" Ling Xiaocheng continued: "My mother is just a maid, because of her humble birth, she was not recognized by the emperor, so our mother and son lived outside a long time ago, and no one in the emperor knew about us. exist."

These words were obviously made up by Ling Xiaocheng, and the emperor should have jumped at it, who knows whether what he said is true or not.

Just make up a remote place, who can get evidence to prove that he is lying?

"Hmph! Who can prove that what you said is true? Since no one knows about your existence, and the emperor has long since died, no one can prove what you said." The bald old man turned his head and said.

"Then is it evidence that I look exactly like the Great Emperor?" Ling Xiaocheng said lightly.

"This"

The bald old man was also a little speechless. They did look exactly the same. Could it be that they are not father and son?Is it okay?

Of course, there are people in the world who look exactly the same but are not related by blood.

It's just that people in this era don't have such a high awareness.

For them, it's good to be alive.

"Then let me ask you again, how is the empire today? Is it prosperous or decaying?" Ling Xiaocheng put his hands behind his back and looked at the tallest building in the imperial capital.

- The palace!

The bald old man frowned, then sighed softly: "It's decay."

"Then do you want innocent people to be involved in the battle between the Revolutionary Army and the Empire?"

"Do you want blood to flow into rivers in the imperial capital, with millions of corpses floating around!?"

Ling Xiaocheng's voice was rich and domineering, and the bald old man could feel the majesty in his body, and he was almost out of breath under the pressure.

The young man obviously turned his back to him, but he felt that the other party stretched out an invisible hand, pinched his throat, and forced himself to say:

"do not wish!"

Ling Xiaocheng was very satisfied, he turned around and looked directly into the eyes of the bald old man, showing a slight smile:

"very good!"

"And I am the son of the emperor, and I have the right to inherit the throne. You help me regain my throne, carry out reforms from within, dispel this smoky empire, and create a new prosperous world!"

"Will you help me?"

Ling Xiaocheng stretched out a hand from the black robe, waiting for the other party's response.

The bald old man froze for a moment.

He hesitated for a while. The young man in front of him was right. If he was really the son of the emperor, he might really have the ability to change this dying empire.

Or maybe he is not the son of the emperor.

But it doesn't matter.

The bald old man wanted to take a gamble, and the minister controlled the little emperor to take charge of the entire empire. Even if he entered the capital this time to face the emperor, he was determined to do the last thing he could for the empire with the determination to die.

I don't want to wait until after I die, and when I meet the emperor, I am ashamed to say that I am enjoying my old age, but the empire is destroyed.

Besides

This young man looked so much like the Great Emperor, as if the real Great Emperor was talking to himself.

Especially those eyes, which have a unique feeling, seem to be very dazzling.

The eyeballs of the bald old man gradually became cloudy, reflecting the slightly rotating three-curved jade pattern.

Ling Xiaocheng's Sharingan eyes flashed an imperceptible red light, and the bald old man slowly stretched out his wrinkled right hand.

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"Xiaoyou, how are you? Do you want to do something big with me?" The man said with a smile, his light green short hair gently blowing with the breeze.

"Brother, don't dream, hurry up and chop off these logs, or Auntie will come over and beat you all over the ground!" The little boy cut the wood in half without looking back.

"I'm not dreaming! I'm serious. I don't want to be an ordinary person who chops wood for the rest of my life. This kind of life that can see the end at a glance is not the life I want."

The man still smiled and said, his face was full of beautiful vision for the future.

"What's so bad about being an ordinary person? Having a stable job, marrying a wife, having a few children, and living an ordinary life, isn't that good?" The little boy put down the axe, puzzled asked.

"You are wrong."

The man raised his index finger and shook it in front of the little boy: "It's a blessing to be a man in the previous life. If you don't have a good time in the world and make a big event that will be famous in history, how can you be worthy of being a man for a lifetime?"

"Can"

Before the little boy could speak, he was immediately interrupted by the man:

"Okay, okay, don't worry."

The man patted his chest, and continued very reliably:

"Trust me, how about it, do you want to venture into this unknown world with me?"

The man stretched out his right hand and looked at the little boy with a smile.

The little boy took a deep look at him, then turned around decisively, continued to pick up a piece of wood, and prepared to start his daily work.

The man smiled awkwardly, but he didn't give up and walked directly to the little boy.

"I told you, I won't do anything with you. I still like the life I have now. You should wake up quickly, otherwise, Auntie"

The man didn't wait for the little boy to finish speaking, he directly held his hand and shook it symbolically.