Quick Transmigration: Start killing from The Legend of Zhen Huan!

"Is my master worse than a dog in Fourth Brother's eyes?"

When Xiao Jiu heard this, he was so angry that he trembled, "Damn Lao Si, I will never forgive you, this matter is not over yet!"

"Ninth brother, how can you say that? Fourth brother was just angry for a moment."

Xiao Ba still whispered to comfort him, "I'll go find Fourth Brother in a couple of days and ask him to apologize to you, okay?"

"No, Brother B, I don't want the fourth brother to apologize to me. I will never forgive him in my life."

……

Seeing my younger self hate the fourth brother even more because of the other party’s words.

The ninth brother, who always had a grudge against the fourth brother, felt unhappy.

Especially when I saw Xiao Ba speaking in front of Lao Si again, he had a different story to tell.

No matter how stupid Lao Jiu was, he knew that he had fallen into someone's trap at such a young age.

He experienced the death of his younger brother Yinzhen again.

Seeing Xiaojiu being "comforted" by Laoba, it seems that his heartbroken mother is not visible.

He started to follow Old Ten heartlessly again and continued to make trouble.

After getting into trouble in the study room, he was scolded by his elder brother, Fifth Brother. He felt aggrieved and thought that Fifth Brother could not even speak Chinese clearly.

I am also laughed at by other brothers, so what qualifications do they have to discipline me?

Coupled with the consolation from his eighth brother, Xiaojiu became more and more impatient with his fifth brother.

After my younger brother died, my mother began to like disciplining me more and more.

He didn't like being constrained or taught, so he tried his best to avoid his mother and fifth brother.

Sometimes he would just run away without listening to them, not caring whether his mother and fifth brother were angry or not.

I just like to hear the starling say something 'pleasing to the ear'.

Before I knew it, I was bringing Xiao Shi with me, and he became more and more fond of following the starling.

……

As scenes happened one after another.

Laojiu also saw that Xiaojiu was completely devoted to Laoba.

Not only was he unwilling to listen to his mother, he also found her annoying and wanted to control him all the time.

My mother also doesn't like playing with mynah bird.

He was also unwilling to listen to the advice and care from his fifth brother.

I feel that Fifth Brother is not as good as me and has no right to criticize me.

Before I knew it, I was only willing to listen to the starling.

No matter what he said, I instinctively agreed to all his requests.

Lao Jiu has been watching from the side.

His heart was completely numb.

I look at myself growing up as if I were a slave.

The mynah bird hits wherever it points.

He gave all the money he earned to his starling.

I will only give some filial gifts to my mother on her birthday or other occasions.

As for his fifth brother, it is even more impossible for him to give him money.

He rarely gave rewards to his wives and concubines, and at most he just ensured that they had enough food and clothing.

Watch and watch.

The originally numb Lao Jiu saw his own fate.

After seeing what happened to his fifth brother, his mother, and his wife and children...

He finally couldn't hold it anymore and roared angrily, "Old Four, Yinsi..."

Then he let out a shout.

Lao Jiu suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.

"Your Majesty!"

"No need to come in."

I heard shouting outside.

Lao Jiu immediately stopped him, "This prince has not."

"My Lord, you have something to tell me."

"Go down."

Lao Jiu was in no mood to talk to him.

He stood up and walked to the table.

He poured a glass of water, picked it up and drank it all.

Drink three glasses of warm water in a row.

Lao Jiu felt that he was finally alive.

Thinking of everything I just saw in my dream.

Lao Jiu's expression changed again and again.

What if someone else told me these things?

He will definitely slap him in the face.

I will never let anyone slander my starling.

Even if my mother said a few bad things about my starling, I wouldn't like to listen.

but……

I saw this with my own eyes.

Except for things that haven't happened yet in the future.

Everything that happened was exactly the same as what he remembered.

Of course there are also different things.

Everything you see.

I did not do any business cooperation with Xiao Si's wife.

In the dream, I tried every possible way to make money.

He never thought about honoring his parents, but instead used his starling to win over ministers.

Thinking about the money earned by himself as a noble prince.

In the end, it was given to the ministers for use.

Especially when they heard that they were the God of Wealth Nine, who specially sent them money...

Thinking of this, Lao Jiu’s face turned pale.

The most important thing.

He earned money for his starlings and remained a noble until his death.

In the end he was stripped of his title.

When he died, his name was changed to Seth Black.

His own compatriot, his fifth brother, was also dragged down by him and was not valued by the new emperor.

New Emperor?

Lao Jiu frowned, "Who is the new emperor?"

Why did you suddenly forget?

I just feel that he is someone I hate very much.

He was not convinced that he was emperor.

Prepare to continue to make trouble for the new emperor with his eighth brother and tenth brother.

Could it be the prince?

Or the fourth one?

……

The days were quiet.

Until the silver bills were delivered to the palace.

Lao Jiu no longer appeared, as if he had completely forgotten about the incident.

New Year's Eve.

Li Siqi deliberately observed Lao Ba and Lao Jiu.

I found that the brothers seemed to be elusive.

It seems that it was a big dream that made Lao Jiu realize a lot.

Li Siqi no longer has to worry about the other party making trouble for no reason.

Ten years later.

A lot of things happened.

Fifteen-year-old Honghui is preparing to choose a wife.

"Mother, the Queen Mother asked her son what kind of wife he wanted."

Honghui smiled and said, "I told you directly that I like Fucha, and the Queen agreed."

"You've already fallen for her, kid. How can you not know that you're the emperor?"

Li Siqi rolled her eyes and said unhappily, “Since you like Fu Cha, you can handle her yourself in the future.

If I remember correctly, this Fucha family member did not marry into the royal family."

"My son knows."

Honghui nodded and said, "My son just looks for women he has never seen before.

If he heard a familiar name, my son might not be able to hold on.

It would be better to find someone whose name you have never seen or heard of. "

"That's your own business."

Li Siqi was amused and angry, "Since you care about these things, why do you have to follow me?

Wouldn't it be nice if you could live your life on another plane?

Do you have to follow me around in the familiar plane?"

“Not anywhere else.”

Honghui shook his head, "My son just wants to follow my mother.

In fact, it’s not that my son doesn’t want to accept it, but he thinks he can choose someone else, so it’s better to choose someone else.”

I don't want to continue this topic.

Honghui asked again: "Mother, it's been more than ten years.

Why hasn’t Uncle Thirteen’s memory recovered yet?

On the contrary, I feel like Uncle Jiu seems to have recovered his previous memories.

The way he looked at his son became more and more strange. "

"I thought you had already figured out the problem."

Li Siqi smiled and said, “But you have been in the palace before, so you haven’t had much contact with each other for a long time.

So I never noticed anything unusual about him.

Think about it, what is the relationship between your current Uncle Nine and Uncle Eight? "

"It's just so-so."

Honghui said, "Mother, you gave all the money you earned to Huang Mafa, and Uncle Nine had no money to give to Uncle Eight, so it's normal for them to fall out."

"No."

Li Siqi responded to him softly, "It's your uncle Jiu who has the memory of his past life.

This memory does not include my mother and me.

The matter of him making money for us did not come up.

As far as he knows, he died in prison."

"Really?"

Honghui’s face was filled with disbelief, “My son has been waiting for Uncle Thirteen to recover his memory.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Jiu recovered his memory first.

Mother, did you help Uncle Jiu regain his memory? "