I lost my brother

Chongning City, Prince Ning's Mansion.

In the elegant and far-reaching mansion, colorful and delicate flowers can be seen everywhere.

There are so many kinds of flowers, they are colorful and lively at first glance, but they are beautiful because they are beautiful, but these precious flowers cannot withstand the slightest wind and rain, and they are very delicate. scenery.

In the middle of a sea of ​​flowers, there is a small pavilion standing by the water. The small pavilion is like a branch slanting out of a big tree, standing in the air on the water, with a bit of comfort in nature.

Sitting in the pavilion was a man in an elegant white robe, with a cup of tea and a piano on the table in front of him.

His clothes looked nothing special at first glance, even a bit plain, but in fact, it was only when standing under the scorching sun that one could clearly see the embroidered dark patterns on the surface of the robe. Only half a bolt of Fanyun Brocade can be produced.

Just such a suit of clothes, if placed in the homes of ordinary people, would be enough for a family to eat and drink, and live a decent life for eight lifetimes.

The man wore a jade crown, his appearance was clear and handsome, his expression was extremely calm, but there was an aura of calmness and prestige all over his body.

This is the current Second Prince Rong Zheng, His Royal Highness Prince Ning.

The picture scroll, which was so calm as if it was still, was suddenly broken, and a shadow-like person suddenly landed outside the pavilion. The person knelt on one knee and reported well-trained: "Your Highness, Fourth Highness returned to Yongzhou at midnight last night. The palace is here."

"Oh, I'm back."

The Second Highness is famous for his fake face, he doesn't smile when he's happy, and doesn't frown when he's angry, it's hard to guess whether he's happy or angry about the news just by his expression.

He picked up the teacup with one hand, took a sip of the fine Junshan Silver Needle gracefully, plucked the strings of the qin a few times, and made a "Lingling" sound, then he casually said: "Didn't he go off on a wild road? Is this a successful retreat?"

The spy said: "My subordinates have heard that the Fourth Highness... seems to have detained the heads of the various sects in today's Jianghu."

Rong Zheng put down the teacup, the sound of the zither continued, the corner of his mouth curled up in a shallow arc, and he said in a calm and unhurried manner: "My fourth brother, I haven't done a few serious things since I was a child, and I have to let people follow me when I study Coaxing on the back of the ass, studying those crooked ways all day long, if you don't succeed, you don't succeed-I want to see what else he can do."

Spy Low claims to be.

The butler quietly walked into the pavilion, leaned over to Rong Zheng's ear, covered his mouth and whispered, "Your Highness, Fifth Highness is here again."

Rong Zheng was taken aback for a moment, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.He squeezed the space between his brows with a headache, and waved his hands impatiently like a fly: "Tell the kitchen to get some pastries he likes to get rid of, and tell him not to bother me."

Yongwang Mansion.

Rong Chang walked around in the study like a spinning top with his hands behind his back, without raising his head, he asked, "Is everyone locked up?"

The man kneeling on the ground said flatteringly: "Master, I have locked the acupoints with hidden nails and locked them in one place, but I think it's better to lock them in Dali Temple, just to be safe."

Rong Chang suddenly turned around and kicked his subordinates, panting fiercely: "Idiot! Locked up in Dali Temple? Thanks to your imagination, are you afraid that that old fox Rong Zheng won't be able to catch my fault! "

As early as three years ago, when Rong Chang thought of using the power of the rivers and lakes to help him, he made a dangerous move without hesitation.

He worked hard and worked hard, step by step, from the turbulent court to the perilous arena, how many cold eyes he received, how many secret losses he suffered, how many times he was assassinated, and how many times he almost killed those who did not play cards according to common sense In his hands, he managed to get to this point with great difficulty. Seeing that victory was in sight, his father suddenly fell ill.

The emperor doesn't get sick sooner or later, he insists on getting sick when his "bad blade" escapes.What's more, the group of old things he caught had a very hard mouth, and it would take at least a few days of running-in before they would be willing to do things for themselves.

Time waits for no one, the matter has come to this point, under such circumstances, Rong Zheng must not be allowed to hold him back, and let him have the opportunity to participate in his book again in the court.

Rong Chang's eyes were full of evil, and he thought violently in his heart, if he really made it to the last step, it would be a big deal, as long as he killed all the people he captured, and got rid of his fake skin of martial arts leader, he would still be a nobleman of Yuanwu Kingdom Your Royal Highness.

Today, the Holy Majesty suddenly fell ill and the court was in chaos. The ministers were generally divided into three factions. Most of them supported the second and fourth sons of the emperor. ignored.

No one knows that the second prince is the eldest son, gentle and good-natured but also capable. Even if he never takes the initiative to win over him, many civil servants with a strong character regard the second prince as his party. Rong.

And the fourth prince is sharp and tough, and there are many ministers who admire him, most of them are generals. They think that if the fourth prince is in power, the country's territory will at least double its current size.

There is only the fifth prince, who does not do his job all day long, and only sees those romantic affairs that are difficult to be elegant, which is really unreasonable.

Those who were unwilling to form a clique for personal gain, and were not good at refusing to be solicited by others, all used the banner of the fifth prince as a cover, watching the development of the situation quietly like a chicken.

Let's not mention their fighting openly and covertly here, but Sui and Jian ran into trouble again shortly after they left Jingchang City.

Sui Jian swept around the disciples of Yuemen Valley who came out from all directions and stood in front of the two of them, and said numbly: "I told you to put on the bamboo hat, but you didn't listen. Now it's all right, and I was recognized again." Out."

Zhu Lin's face was so conspicuous, it was a living sign, and people could easily recognize him wherever he went. It only took them a day to walk out of Jingchang City, and they had already met three waves of disciples from different sects who came to seek revenge.

These disciples were all the ones Zhu Lin deliberately let go when he was led to control the Slaughter sect. They came all the way to the Wulin League to file a complaint, and only then did they learn that the Wulin League was empty.

Just when he was desperate, he ran into Sui Jian and Zhu Lin who were about to rush to Chongning like a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse.

Zhu Lin said confidently as if there was no one else around: "Whoever wants to wear Naoshizi will not breathe at all."

This is of course a lie, it doesn't matter whether it is breathable or not, the important thing is that he can't secretly kiss his senior brother at any time through a veil, it's so annoying.

Sui Jian glanced at him: "Squeamish."

The two of them were flirting and cursing on their own. The disciples of Yuemen Valley didn't know whether they were unwilling to be ignored or simply afraid of seeing too many needles. One of them took a step forward and said harshly, "Monster! How did you catch my sect master?" Where did you go!"

Zhu Lin rolled his eyes. He didn't want to talk nonsense with them, but Sui Jian always warned him to reason with others before doing anything, so he suppressed his temper and said impatiently: "You have to ask the leader of the martial arts go."

"Nonsense! Dare to be a man! How dare you slander the Wulin League!"

Look, he knew that the ending would be like this. Since no one else believed a word of what he said, why did he pretend to ask at the beginning.

Sui Jian was helpless. It was true that he asked Zhu Lin to reason with others, but if he told people with his nose or eyes or eyes, it would be strange if others would listen.

"Bai Yuntian," Sui Jian turned to look at the first disciple of Yuemen Valley who had been standing silently by the side, feeling that he would listen to others, "Has your poison been cured?"

Bai Yuntian's eyes moved slightly, he held his sword in front of his chest, nodded and said: "It's healed, thank you for helping me get the antidote that day."

Even though Yuemengu is so loose now, Bai Yuntian is still the one with the strongest martial arts, and others have to obey.As soon as he opened his mouth, the disciples who had spoken before took a step back and quietly returned to the group of disciples.

"In this case, my suspicion will be cleared."

Bai Yuntian clenched his fists quietly, he was unconscious at that time, what happened in the martial arts conference was what he heard from others later.

He fought against Sui Jian many times, and he knew that he was tough and upright, and he would never do such indecent things as poisoning.Therefore, for what happened later, apart from expressing regret from the bottom of his heart, there was nothing he could do.

While Sui Jian was talking, her eyes flicked across the faces of the other disciples in Yuemen Valley intentionally or unintentionally. The disciples who slandered him indiscriminately and poisoned Baiyun in order to win the championship were somewhat ashamed, and they didn't want to show their timidity, so they had to stand stiffly in the original position. ground, waiting for him to scold back.

Sui Jian did not mention it, but turned his eyes back to Bai Yuntian, and said sincerely: "If you still want to believe me, I will tell you the whereabouts of the head of your sect."

Bai Yuntian raised his eyes, met Shang Sui Jian's eyes that were clear despite a lot of experience, nodded and said: "I believe in you."

Zhu Lin rode in front angrily, deliberately keeping a distance from Sui Jian.

Just talk when you talk, what are you doing so close, are you afraid of being heard by others?It seems that his beating of Bai Yuntian was too light, and he was alive and kicking again so quickly, and he dared to hook up with his senior brother!

That little boy couldn't compare to him in terms of looks and martial arts, but Zhu Lin was just upset.

Sui Jian didn't know what kind of jealousy Zhu Lin was taking again. Bai Yuntian was a very rational person. He just asked a few questions, but Bai Yuntian figured out many causes and consequences by himself, which saved him a lot of trouble.

Afterwards, Bai Yuntian led the disciples of Yuemen Valley to bid farewell to them. The goal of the two groups was Chongning City, but they both tacitly separated into two paths.

Sui Jian was very happy to solve the trouble without doing anything this time, and thought that it would be great if all the people she met in the future were such transparent people.

Zhu Lin walked a certain distance alone, Sui Jian was still like an elm lump, and he didn't take the initiative to come forward to coax him, his heart became more and more desperate, and he wished to turn around and fight with Bai Yuntian immediately, otherwise this evil Huo he must hold back all the way to Chongning.

Thinking of this, Zhu Linfeng narrowed his eyes, and suddenly whipped the horse's buttocks, and said lightly: "Drive!" He rode away under Sui Jian's surprised eyes.

Mo Yun snorted, and Sui Jian was puzzled by Zhu Lin's back, "What's wrong with this again?"

He was inexplicably irritable, mixed with an inexplicable sense of loss being left behind, and he couldn't let Zhu Lin go by himself, so he had to clamp his legs around the horse's belly, urging Mo Yun to catch up.

Zhu Lin made a sharp turn in front of him, caught up with the disciple of Yuemen Valley without anyone noticing, and hit Bai Yuntian's back with a stone. There was a hearty fight.

With Zhu Lin's current martial arts attainments, fighting Bai Yuntian is like fighting 14-year-old Sui Jian nine years ago.

After venting his anger, Zhu Lin's mood was much more comfortable. When he finally looked back, Sui Jian had long since disappeared.

Returning rationally, Zhu Lin searched the original way at a loss but found no one. Guessing that Sui Jian must not be able to find him, he chased after Chongning straight.

"What have I done?" Zhu Lin frowned, patted his forehead annoyed, turned around and rushed forward in a hurry.

Zhu Lin unilaterally made an appointment to fight Bai Yuntian in private, but he also unscrupulously left bruises on Bai Yuntian's face.

After Bai Yuntian returned, he was questioned by the shocked disciples of Yuemen Valley. He is not a liar, and after confessing the truth, all the disciples of Yuemen Valley were furious.

"Rampant, really too rampant."

"You can't just let it go, those who don't know think our Yuemen Valley disciples are easy to bully!"

So while Zhu Lin wanted to chase Sui Jian, a group of Yuemen Valley disciples who looked like flies followed behind him, but he had promised Sui Jian not to kill him rashly.

Both of them hurried on their way, thinking that they were chasing each other, but the time and place where they stopped to rest couldn't match, so they just missed along the way.

Five days later, the two finally arrived at the foot of the emperor, Chongning City.

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Rong Zheng, a man with his own BGM.