Return of the Immortal Emperor: The Villain Empress Becomes Mother-in-Law

In a small courtyard near the capital city of Jingzhou, there was an old man who liked to walk around the streets to watch people play chess. He carried a few handfuls of melon seeds in his pocket. A eunuch-like voice pointed and pointed.

Once or twice, the villagers all disliked the old man's bad mouth. If he took a wrong step, he would be reprimanded for a long time. In his opinion, the odds of winning are as high as [-]%.

But let him go up and do it himself, but he just refuses, even if he is beaten to death.

So over time, everyone scrambled to get the old man eating melon seeds to watch chess beside them.

The old man didn't care about any real gentleman, he said one sentence on the left and one sentence on the right, one on the left and one on the right. The spectators were all amazed, every drop was wonderful, either narrowly escaped death, or survived a desperate situation. After a long time, the old man became known as "the master of the country".

But the old man didn't take this title seriously at all. At this moment, he was sitting on the threshold of his house, with sparse white hair growing to his shoulders, wearing a commoner garment from the Republic of China period, and holding a cucumber in his hand to gnaw around. Looking at the sunset in front of me is very pleasant.

The residents living around all know that this old man has two hobbies, one is playing chess, and the other is sitting on the threshold and watching the sunrise and sunset.

Sitting on this billion-dollar "luxury house", no one cares about his source of income, but there are big fish and meat to eat during the holidays.

But the old man's only shortcoming is his bad temper.

Half a month ago, an old Paoer who walked around the streets wanted to climb up the low wall of his house to repair the leak because of the roof leak, but the old man was playing chess at the time, and the old Paoer didn't care. It was just a trivial matter after thinking about it, so I turned it in without consent.

It turned out that the old man just came back, saw someone in his yard, picked up a brick, went up and beat him to the hospital.

Later, the old Paoer asked him to apologize for losing money, but he didn't respond at all, so he found a group of young people to come to the door every day to make trouble.

Only make trouble, not hit people.

At first, the old man thought it was too noisy, so he chased him away. Later, he found that the group of young people were getting more and more energetic, so they didn't bother to pay attention. They changed the lock on the door, watched people play chess every day, and left early and returned late.

But this group of young people didn't want to stop, and some of them had malicious intentions, thinking that the old man lived in such an expensive courtyard house, could there be no good things in the house?

If you have a bad intention, you can't take it back.

Taking advantage of the darkness, a group of young people pried open the lock, rushed in and began to search, but after searching for a long time, there was nothing of value at all except for some tattered ancient books and antiques.

Just when everyone returned disappointed, a clever ghost who had been a pickpocket turned into the side room of the courtyard, opened a dark room, and asked a few people to go inside to have a look. All the gold was packed in boxes. Gold bars, shining golden light.

The young men were dumbfounded on the spot, but soon their faces were ecstatic. This is the old nest of the bank, how can they not be moved?

Without further ado, a group of people moved out with boxes, intending to take away all the dozens of boxes of gold one after another, and make a fortune from then on.

But the gold was too heavy, and a few people could only move one box, but as soon as they reached the gate, they saw a burly man @ standing there.

On the shoulder, there is a falcon, with sharp eyes, staring straight at them.

Chill.

Several young people froze on the spot.

But the burly man ignored them, just turned his head and smiled and said, "Mr. Factory, this has copied your house, why don't you let me kill them?"

The young man looked.

The old man, who usually looked bullying, had a cold expression on his face at the moment, with a pair of cloudy eyes domineering, as if everything could not enter his eyes.

His aging complexion disappeared completely.

Instead, it was the hoarse voice: "Forget it, a bunch of ignorant juniors, just let them go."

The burly man smiled and didn't say a word, he just got out of the way: "Get lost."

The group of young people looked at each other in dismay, and hurried out with the box of gold. One of them probably felt that he had taken a huge advantage, but was found and walked away ostentatiously. It’s like a fucking eunuch, I’ve been upset with you for a long time, this time I will collect protection money, next time be smart, don’t mess with our old Yang again.”

Just finished speaking.

Click.

His neck was broken.

Before the others could utter a cry, the falcon standing on the burly man's shoulder flapped its wings, pecked at the throats of these people one by one, and took away their eyeballs.

In the dark night, blood flowed like a river.

The last remaining child, who looked like a mouse, but was not very old, looked ahead in fear and sat down on the ground.

It was he who led the people to find the gold.

"Hold on."

Just when the falcon was about to peck his eyes blind, the stooped old man spoke to stop him.

The burly man didn't care, he just respectfully said to the old man, "Don't blame the factory owner, it's just that Yuan can't tolerate any sand in his eyes."

The old man ignored it, but walked up to the child, reached out and stroked his chin: "Well, he is a good seedling."

The child swallowed his saliva, with a look of panic on his face: "You... who are you..."

The old man smiled softly, and withdrew his hand lightly: "The Ai family's surname is Wei, and the character is Wanwu. You can call the Ai family...nine thousand years old."

Nine thousand years old!
Hearing these three words, the child was still in a daze.

"Why don't you kneel down and see Nine Thousand Years?"

Behind him was the angry shout of a burly man.

The child trembled all over, and only recalled the scene when he met those imperial envoys on TV, and quickly knelt on the ground: "See... See Jiuqian, Qiantui, Qiantui, Qiantui!"

The old man smiled, turned around and walked into the yard without saying a word.

Behind him, the burly man who went south from Inner Mongolia reached out to catch the falcon, took an eyeball from its mouth, and threw it into his mouth.

Then, dragging the child with one hand and the box with the other, they walked into the courtyard.

Under the night, the foul wind gradually dissipated.

The world is peaceful, and it is not too peaceful.

……

Jingzhou, a hidden mountain dwelling.

As soon as Tang Xuan and his party walked outside the gate, they could smell the aroma of food coming from inside.

The moment the door was pushed open, there was a shout of joy: "Little Tang Xuan is back, little Tang Xuan is back, did you bring me something delicious!"

Yun Tianming, who was standing beside Tang Xuan, beamed with joy for no reason.