No second minister

There are no traces of his good deeds, Xu Borong never leaves traces of his actions, so he set up the trap himself, after forgetting some right and wrong, he can't figure out why he did what he did in the first place.

"Xu Borong is not alive."

Shoufu took out a long strip from under the square table, which was wrapped in a navy blue calico cloth. He opened the cloth bag and told Jiang Liuju directly.

"As long as you take Xu Borong's life, no matter which one of the eight kings becomes the emperor in the future, you will be the hero who founded the country. If you are the hero who founded the country, then all the previous work for the tiger will become your deeds passed down through the ages. "

Jiang Liu felt disgusted in his heart, and he was skeptical of Shoufu's words. Even though this Shoufu was the late emperor's favorite minister, the late emperor had already died, and he was far away from the royal city. He was just a peacock without hair. Where did he come from in the future? Courage guarantees the future?

When the calico was removed to reveal a section of bright yellow, he immediately understood.

Legacy.

A thing that has different opinions in the chaos of the Eastern Capital.

"Although Qi'an was punished, his son Qiye is still alive."

Jiang Liuju frowned, but wondered if the late emperor could have foreseen so many future events?

"It was not an accident that he escaped. Someone deliberately let him go. He has now become the leader of the bandits, and he has been hiding in Yuju for a long time. He is not an enemy of the court, but he is guarding Yuezhi's corpse."

The first assistant paused, a trace of regret appeared on his skin that was getting loose due to old age,

"It's a crime after all."

he said.

"If it weren't for him, Xu Borong would have completely forgotten about Yuezhi now, but because of this, the plan of the late emperor to restrain Xu Borong with Yuezhi could be implemented smoothly."

"Forgive me for my poor eyesight, sir, it seems that this is not a misfortune."

"How can anyone always expect others to be bad?"

He closed his eyes and let out a long sigh, as if passing through this long time, showing a bit of peace on his old face.

"Qiye's ability to guard Yue Zhi's bones shows that he has such a person as Yue Zhi in his heart, but in the end it was Xu Borong who ordered Yue Zhi to be killed. If you hand over this will to him, he will find ways to embarrass Xu Borong."

"He will always know that Xu Borong is out of necessity."

"That's your business."

That peace is nothing but a dream come true.

Yu Ju is an embarrassing place.

To the east is Linsai, and to the south is Anjiao. Although it is within three counties, if Linsai is disturbed, he will be implicated. When Linsai is good, Anjiao and other bandits will come. It is easy to defend and difficult to attack, but there were no defenders in the early years, and now it has become a den of thieves.

"Prince, what are we doing here?"

"Get your body back."

Gritting his teeth more persistently, he suddenly said after a while.

"The prince has forgotten what Yue Zhi said?"

"That sentence?"

Xu Borong raised his eyebrows, his eyes were full of affection.

If a person pretends for a long time, not to mention that others don't believe it, even he himself doesn't believe it to a certain extent, the more he insists on turning his head away, Xu Borong's behavior makes him feel very strange.

"North capital."

He said these two words lightly, Xu Borong didn't reply, it seemed that he pretended not to hear.

"Does the prince think that he is firmly seated on the throne?"

Xu Borong still didn't answer, which made him more anxious.

"Prince!"

"Call me my hometown."

He said, the sound was like a breeze, but it was warm.

"So...so...Yuan."

His ending is so low that people can't hear it. It doesn't hurt to call it that way, but the more paranoid it becomes, the more awkward it becomes.

"I don't want this country."

he said.

"We'll leave here when you find your body."