[Comprehensive mythology] The widow does not want to be reborn

That big man is quite capable, if the current Ah Sang were to fight him, I'm afraid Ah Sang would be defeated miserably.But for Ah Sang, the loss of this gap is nothing more than an insurmountable problem like age.After Ah Sang has been working hard, within five years, the big man should never meet Ah Sang again.

Sometimes, the systematic analysis is quite reasonable, and what is said is also very reasonable.Only occasionally one-sided.Di Xin glanced at Ah Sang, who was staring at the martial arts field, so serious that he seemed to forget to blink.This is not just because of the experience gap brought about by age, which will cause Ah Sang to lose, there is another more important reason.

Because the big man was not what Wei Ziqi said, he was just a pig butcher, but a soldier who had received training.On the other hand, Ah Sang is a young man who is poor and unsuccessful all his life despite his talent in martial arts.

Because only one person can be selected a day, and there is a young but talented person like Ah Sang who is the first to emerge, the military generals in the court will naturally be stricter in the selection of those who will join later. To be honest, until now, Only this big guy made them hesitate a second time.

In the end, the big man still failed to win the favor of the generals. In other words, the evaluation of the big man in the hearts of the generals could not overwhelm Ah Sang.Di Xin was not surprised by this fact, but Wei Ziqi was really surprised.

"What's wrong with this person, why can't he stay?" Wei Ziqi stood up all of a sudden, startled Zi Yan, and asked in a daze what's wrong?Di Xin glanced at Wei Ziqi, the smile on his face made Wei Ziqi suddenly come back to his senses, he glanced at Di Xin embarrassingly, but found that the other party hadn't looked at him at all since that glance. He glanced.

"Because this big man saved Wei Ziqi once, that's why brother hoped that the big man would work for Cheng Tang."

Ziyan didn't doubt much, nodded clearly, and comforted his elder brother in turn: "Brother, he is kind to you, and he is also capable. But now he is not as good as others in the martial arts trial, so don't worry about it, brother." .”

If Di Yi was still alive, then Wei Ziqi would probably have scolded him long ago. Is there anything wrong with the person he values? !In the past, relying on the favor of the former king, he didn't pay attention to these two younger brothers, but looking at it now, Wei Ziqi could only nod his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "Your brother said yes, I was thinking about it."

After all, now, one of them is enthroned as king, and the other has a higher official position than him. If Wei Ziqi can rely on anything now, it is probably only the name of the eldest brother that he despised very much back then.

I can no longer compare myself to the past.Thinking of this, Wei Ziqi lowered his head and clenched his hands quietly.

He saw Di Xin turn around from the corner of his eye, and then he dared to smile at him unscrupulously and silently, his eyes became very blurred, as if possessed by a demon.

The system shuddered when it saw it. Could this person be crazy?He hurriedly said to the host: "Host, you should not get close to Wei Ziqi anymore, I think this person's mind is not right!" He stared at the host coldly, and it was illusory and blurred.You were still clenching your teeth a second ago, but now you are laughing? !

The system also told the host about Wei Ziqi's performance one by one, trying to make the host take as far away as possible from this person.

Of course it was impossible for Di Xin to do this, not only could he not leave, but he had to keep Wei Ziqi under his nose.Because only by staring at him, can he guarantee that he will not really do anything to his [good brother] that is out of his control.

As for Wei Ziqi's angry and laughing appearance just now... Well, maybe Wei Ziqi was just dreaming.

I had a dream of becoming a king myself.

"Today's martial arts exam is over, and the winner is No. 28."

Just at this time, Grand Master Wen brought Ah Sang over, and said to him: "The old minister has not disgraceed his mission, and now he has brought you a good martial arts seedling that is hard to find in a hundred lifetimes, and I hope you will order him."

Is the person sitting there actually the current emperor?

Perhaps Ah Sang was frightened, and stood there in a daze, motionless, until a small official around him coughed a little, then he realized that he quickly knelt on the ground and saluted him.When he raised his head again, his face was full of bewilderment, not at all as calm as when he just participated in the martial arts.

This person is a bit interesting. Although he has concealed some things, he is still honest.

"Where is Prime Minister Shang Rong?" Di Xin did not call Ah Sang, but turned his head to look at Shang Rong: "The widow will hand Ah Sang to you, and you can choose a few more players who are good at platooning and training, and challenge the court to be good at it." Swordsman, the court will end tomorrow morning, and I will do my best to teach this person."

Asang didn't seem to be able to react yet, Di Xin said again: "Now there is no vacant mansion outside, there is a side hall in the widow's palace, I have asked Mrs. Zhu to clean it up. Then you will have ten slaves and servants for you , what do you think?"

As Di Xin spoke, he looked at Asang, only to find that the young man was still full of confusion, completely unaware of what precious thing he had obtained.It was only after being reminded by others that he yelled thank you king in a daze.

Today's martial arts is over here.Di Xin led a large group of people. He was at the front, and Asan followed behind. Several slaves rushed to his side. These were the slaves that Di Xin rewarded and handed over to Asang. .

Ah Sang may be just a poor man now, but he is already the master of the slaves, and those slaves should call Ah Sang a master, not to mention that Ah Sang now has the right to decide the lives of dozens of people, this is called these slaves How not to please him?

On the other hand, it was Ah Sang, who looked uncomfortable, but did not dare to make a sound, and followed Di Xin silently all the way.The footsteps are steady, and because of his young age and short stature, they are faster than other footsteps.

If it was systematized into a human being, it would probably be such a young man, following behind him every step of the way.Di Xin thought, the step-by-step hooks in his mind belonged to the system.

He shouldn't be so thin and thin, and he should be taller. The flesh on his face should be soft as if water can be squeezed out.It shouldn't be this kind of silence. If it is a system, the footsteps should not be so rigid, because the system can't be idle, and it would be strange not to look at a flower here, but to flutter a butterfly in front of it.By the way, it won't be so silent, it will definitely be chattering forever along the way.

Thinking like this, it was as if that scene had really appeared in front of my eyes.However, apart from Di Xin, no one knew what kind of soft and warm picture their king had in his mind.

After entering the palace, the officials dispersed, leaving only Di Xin and Asang standing where they were.Di Xin said: "Follow the widow." Ah Sang dared not refuse, and hurriedly ran after Di Xin.

Not far from the royal palace, there is such a small palace. Although it was beautifully repaired, it was abandoned because it was too far away from the royal palace. Now it is given to Asang.A few people opened the door of the palace for Di Xin, and the inside had been tidied up without a trace of dust.

"This will be your residence from now on." Di Xin sat on the top seat, looking at Ah Sang: "After you have Shang Rong with the Prime Minister, and several generals in the court learn to have a small town, the widow will arrange a residence outside the palace for you. "

Ah Sang doesn't know the rules, but he also knows the dignity of the emperor, even if he doesn't know how to salute, it's always right to kneel down.

Di Xin didn't tell him to get up, and waved off the other slaves.He said lightly: "The rewards are finished, let's talk about what you are hiding."

Ah Sang was so startled that he raised his head all of a sudden, staring blankly at today's face, not knowing how to answer for a moment.Di Xin didn't care, he continued: "Maybe your parents are really dead, maybe it's because you have honed your ability to see it through life. But you can't hide it from the widow. Why are you hiding it? That's the reason , making you think that you have to go through this martial arts even if you die."

Ah Sang lowered his head in fear, and Di Xin didn't rush him. The hall was extremely quiet for a while, and no one spoke. After the system yawned boredly, Ah Sang said in a hoarse voice: "Caomin... ...A few Taoist priests said that the grass people are evildoers from the lower realms, they wanted to kill the grass people, and my parents were also killed by them... I ran away for a year, and just a few months ago when I heard that the emperor was going to carry out martial arts, I came here without hesitation It's..."

Because if you don't come, you will be dead anyway.

Di Xin nodded knowingly, just got up, pushed open the palace door, and the outsider ordered: "Tomorrow morning, lead your master to the mansion of Prime Minister Shang Rong."

Ah Sang, who was on the spot, shuddered and suddenly turned his head to look, but only saw a corner of his clothes disappearing from his sight.He didn't know when his eyes were wet, and he knelt down deeply.