City of Nine Heavens

What can a six year old do?In Gong Jiu's memory, at the age of six, he was still eating candy in his parents' arms, playing Ultraman vs. Little Monsters, watching the big-headed son and his small-headed father act stupidly...well, his childhood was still Full of childishness, not filled with all kinds of elite education.

As for now, Gong Jiu stopped writing and frowned, looking at the calligraphy on the table that was not very graceful, and deeply felt the malice from ancient times.

As the heir of Prince Taiping, even if he has run away from home now, Gong Jiu, the "Six Arts of a Gentleman", which is necessary for a son of this family, cannot let go.After all, he is still Prince Taiping's son, and he still wants to live in this ancient times.

Thinking of the news that the little old man gave him recently, a cold murderous intent flashed in Gong Jiu's eyes.He has only left the palace for less than half a year, and King Taiping is going to marry a new princess. This is a proper heartless man who really makes people want to be stabbed...

"Hmm~"

He hummed unconsciously, but soon his lips were tightly pressed together.Gong Jiu sullenly, a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes.This damn physical reaction!The corners of his eyes were slightly red and wet, and his tight bun face seemed to have been ravaged.

It took a while for the body's reaction to calm down.

Gong Jiu raised her hands, under the sunlight, these hands were so pale that they were almost transparent.It's not as sensual as ordinary children's hands, and it seems to have begun to elongate, developing towards a teenager.In fact, Gong Jiu is only a six-year-old child now.Of course, this only refers to his body.However, his body was no ordinary body either.Thinking of this, Gong Jiu's eyes were a little complicated. He never thought that he, an adult, could not control a body—this unusual child's body.

Fortunately, his biggest advantage is that he has a broad mind and a fat body.This small problem, in fact, is not important, is it?Gong Jiu pursed her lips, withdrew her hand, and carefully wrote every stroke on the paper.

He is no longer Gong Mingyi, nor is he the old Zhu Mingyi.He is Gong Jiu, he accepts a new self.

The little old man came after lunch.This time is Gong Jiu's nap time, and he is about to fall asleep.Gong Jiu was a little displeased, but he didn't show it on his face.He is not used to being served, and he wears his own clothes.

The little old man was the one who brought Gong Jiu out of the palace at the beginning. This man was skilled in martial arts, but Gong Jiu didn't know his details, so he didn't trust him.The little old man claimed to be Zhu Mingyi's mother, and it was his mother's intention to accept him as an apprentice.Even Zhu Mingyi, who was still a child, didn't believe this, let alone Gong Jiu now!

Originally, Gong Jiu would not doubt the cause of his mother's death, but at this juncture, someone came out and said that his mother had arranged a way out for him before she died, which made Gong Jiu want to investigate further.However, no matter what, King Taiping is a proper scumbag who can't escape!

The little old man is cultivating him very carefully, it seems that he really regards him as an apprentice.What Gong Jiu learned is the inner strength mental method inherited from the little old man.What makes Gong Jiu a little tangled up is that this internal skill is very miraculous, no matter what kind of injury he suffers, he heals extremely quickly.For example, if your hand is accidentally scratched by a fruit knife, it will take five days for others to heal, but Gong Jiu, as long as the internal force passes through the wound, the wound will start to heal immediately, and even small wounds can be completely healed within a minute. , leaving no scars.This internal skill seems to be specially created for Gong Jiu, even his minor flaws have been taken into consideration... If Gong Jiu was not sure that he hid this flaw well, he would have thought that the little old man only taught him when he knew about it. This technique.But if the little old man knew, he would definitely not try to provoke him so bluntly.Thinking of this, Gong Jiu glanced at the little old man.

The little old man had a kind smile on his round face, but Gong Jiu could easily see the condescension in the depths of his eyes.It is always difficult for a person with a high self-esteem to pretend to be kind. If he pretends to be kind for a few years, he may be able to deceive the real one, but with the little old man's current mentality, he can only deceive the inexperienced Xiaobai.

Gong Jiu sullenly looked at the little old man with serious eyes.If you look closely, you will find that Gong Jiu seems to be just drowsy.

The little old man obviously understood Gong Jiu's routine, and he easily attributed it to the child's tantrum, so he still looked at Gong Jiu kindly, with a little sympathy and tolerance, and asked: "King Taiping Do you know about the wedding?"

"Yes." Not only did Gong Jiu's eyes darken, but even his face was darkened.His voice seemed a little hoarse, viciously, with sadness, anger and hatred.

He should have been sad, should have been angry, and should have hated.His own father killed his mother with his own hands, and now his mother has only passed away for half a year, and his father is going to marry the successor princess.Children are born with admiration for their father, and in their eyes, the father is a hero who stands up to heaven and earth.King Taiping's behavior ruined a tall image of him in his son's heart.Gong Jiu's sadness, anger and hatred are so natural.

The little old man obviously understood, otherwise he wouldn't sympathize with Gong Jiu.He sighed, raised his hand and patted Gong Jiu's head lightly, which made Gong Jiu's body stiff.The little old man sighed and said, "I know you are very sad, but I still have to persuade you."

"What do you advise me?" Gong Jiu asked.

The little old man said: "I advise you to go back to the palace to attend your father's wedding."

"What did you say?" Gong Jiu's eyes widened, as if the little old man had said something incredible.This matter is so unbelievable, after experiencing such a thing, Gong Jiu should have wished to be far away from the palace, far away from his father.For him, it would be nice not to spoil the wedding, and now the little old man wants him to attend, which makes him surprised.

The little old man repeated it affirmatively.

"why?"

The little old man looked at him meaningfully: "You are the heir of Prince Taiping, you should have attended King Taiping's wedding banquet."

Gong Jiu frowned, and then opened his eyebrows. Not only did he open his eyebrows, but he even showed his first smile since leaving Prince Taiping's mansion. With a malicious smile, he said: "I really should attend this wedding." He is Prince Taiping's son, this is recorded in the genealogy.As long as he is not dead, even if the queen concubine gives birth to a son, she will not be able to inherit the Taiping Palace!He had to do a good job on the surface, and he couldn't give anyone who wanted to have another son a chance.As for King Taiping's attitude, it's just a good time to take advantage of this wedding to try it out.

The little old man looked at Gong Jiu with a childish and gratified expression.

After the little old man left, Gong Jiu yawned and began to take a nap.Before going to sleep, he was still vaguely guessing what the little old man wanted to do with his status as the heir...

The next day, the sky was clear.

For the first time, Gong Jiu left the nameless island where he had lived for half a year by boat.He was standing on the deck, dressed in spotless white clothes, with a dagger inlaid with eyeball-sized gemstones around his waist, and he looked like a nobleman.He still has that expressionless face, which makes people ignore his age at first glance, but when he regains his senses, he will laugh dumbfounded: a little child with a bun face trying to pretend to be an adult is not good. Is it funny?

The people opposite Gong Jiu laughed, but the people behind Gong Jiu didn't.

Opposite him was the little old man who came to see him off.So far, Gong Jiu still does not know the identity and name of the little old man.The little old man claimed to be Wuming of Wuming Island, and he was an expert in the world.Gong Jiu doesn't care either, he still needs the little old man now, and it will be a long time in the future, he will know one day.

The little old man laughed not because Gong Jiu's appearance was funny, but because he was trying his best to be a very kind little old man. When his eyes couldn't show his kindness, he could only cover it up with a smile.So, he smiled and said to Gong Jiu with concern: "Go early and come back early."

The people behind Gong Jiu bowed their heads respectfully, they didn't even dare to look at Gong Jiu, so why talk and laugh.Even though Gong Jiu is only a six-year-old child, it seems that they are obeying him from the bottom of their hearts, treating him as their master and their heaven.

Gong Jiu's expression softened for a moment when the little old man said this, like the warm sun shining on the snow in winter, but he quickly regained his composure.I saw him nodding lightly: "Yeah."

The boat moved.

The little old man stood on the shore and watched the boat go further and further away.

Gong Jiu didn't leave the deck until the figure of the little old man was too far away.The people behind him dispersed one by one without ordering.

Gong Jiu glanced at the vast sea, and his eyes sank instantly.This time the little old man gave him five people, but he sensed another person.As if nothing had happened, Gong Jiu prepared to go back to the cabin to practice.

He is still young, and his martial arts are not as good as the little old man.This time, if he hadn't been particularly sensitive to his five senses, he wouldn't have noticed it.But he is still young, and he has enough time to spend with the little old man.

Gong Jiu's steps are very steady. The uninterrupted squatting for the past six months makes him not like ordinary children who walk with bumps. He even walks like a successful person in a high position, only short of being powerful.

But the pace of this successful man hesitated a little bit.

Gong Jiu's face was a little dark.He looked at the crude cabin with the door open in front of him, and then looked around.The dark eyes were a little loose, with a little bit of confusion.

Is he—wrong again?