Emperor's Trophy

Zhu Jiang didn't go to look for Ji Huaisheng, he went to the cuju field, first played a game, and then chatted quietly with others during the break, slowly confirming his own cognition in the past and present .

He hunched over, cut candles for his auspicious son's passing away lamp in front of the Buddha with gray temples, and devoutly lit a stick of incense, hoping that his auspicious son would be safe, joyful and carefree in the next life.

Then he suffered from heart cramps, couldn't breathe, and fell down in front of the Buddha table. At that time, he was still thinking, it was finally the day of his death, would Ji Xianger still want to see himself?

With his eyes darkened, he returned to his youth, and he was ecstatic that he could atone for the auspicious son!

However, the new memory woke him up like a basin of cold water.

The inexplicable estrangement after mourning, the scolding for no reason, the sudden dislike of the cousin he met for the first time, all of which showed that his auspicious son should also have that memory.

That period of painful past made him regret, Ji Xianger had a straight face, obviously still angry with him, but still took the bowl of egg custard, picked up the spoon and tasted it, and then he looked at him with tearful eyes The auspicious son fell at his feet, his body shrank into a ball in pain, he rushed forward and saw auspicious son opened his eyes, leaving two lines of blood and tears, he looked at him, opened his mouth as if wanting to say something , but a lot of blood gushed out of his mouth.

This was the nightmare of his life, tormenting him every day, he hugged him and yelled hastily, but his father came.

"He obstructed the eyes of the new emperor. This is what your grandfather meant. The whole Zhu family's lives are at stake. This is the only certificate of nomination. The new emperor did not give any way. Either Zhaoxinhou died or Dingguogong died. The whole family will be punished."

"Just say that he died of a sudden illness and will be buried tomorrow. You will live a good life with your cousin and have a child. Forget about this absurdity."

He hugged his auspicious son, cried until his heart broke, and cried all night. He didn't let go of anyone who came, but just hugged the cold corpse, washed him personally, changed into his favorite purple robe, and put All the precious stones he had saved were paid to him for burial.

On the second day of his burial, he turned around and went to the Great Compassion Temple in Xishan. He lost three thousand threads of troubles and became a monk. The first thing he practiced was closed-mouth meditation. .

From then on, the mortal world was completely cut off, until the new emperor was deposed, the Dingguo government ransacked his home, exiled, his grandfather died of illness, and his father died in prison. He never returned to his home.

He doesn't ask about world affairs, doesn't see outsiders, and practices hard until he passes away.

His auspicious son, it doesn't matter if you know it, how can you deserve to be by his side if you are so ugly?

His auspicious son was still so kind, even though he was reborn, he didn't break up with him. Although it was just alienation, it was enough to be a brother in this life.

Just let yourself guard him silently!I am cowardly and dare not reveal the truth about my awakened past life memory in front of Ji Xianger.

This is better for auspicious children.

Zhu Jiang looked at Ji Huaiqing on the court, and gloom flashed in his eyes. This is the biggest enemy. No wonder Yunzhen has always been hostile to Ji Huaiqing. He must have guessed it, right?The new emperor had just ascended the throne, and Dingguo's government started to get rid of him.

Ji Huaiqing, how should I deal with him in this life?

He has not yet become the crown prince, so it is his current task to do everything possible to ruin his affairs.

He has never regretted so much about his absurdity and frivolity when he was young, and his useless dandyism and waste, which made him weak and vulnerable now. What are you talking about protecting auspicious son?

He silently analyzed that now that Ji Xianger is deeply favored by the emperor, he still managed to go to the Longxiang camp, so he desperately wanted to make meritorious service in front of the emperor, and he should also try to influence the emperor's decision to establish a heir.

So, what can he do now?

A playboy who wasted half his life, a second-generation ancestor who was abandoned by his family long ago and asked only to eat, drink and have fun, he smiled wryly.

The ambition that woke me up in the middle of the night, and the ecstasy that I found myself reborn, is now blown by the wind of reality, and has become cold.

His eyes fell on the golden-red weaving bow, thinking that it would be better to make Ji Xianger laugh first, he finally got a precious bead, but burned it, which made him cheaper.

I don't know if Ji Huaisu, who was also burned, could be the same as himself?He thought of Ji Huaisu's gloomy gaze looking at him today, and thought about the ending of his previous life. It seems that after the emperor became the crown prince, he went back to the fief. King's title.

After that, I didn't hear any news, and I became a monk again, and didn't care about world affairs.

If he had known that he was going to be reborn, he should know more about state affairs and court affairs. He didn't even know why Ji Huaiqing was deposed after being the emperor for a short time. It was just that his mother came to see him crying and told him about the family situation in a few words. He was the only male in his family who had not been exiled or imprisoned. His mother begged him to return to secular life, go home and support the family, raise his 'children', and support the elderly. He turned around and left without saying a word.

Zhu Jiang took a deep breath, hooked her foot, and picked the ball into her hand. The golden ball was spinning in the palm of her hand. This body is young, full of vitality, and has unlimited energy. He can still have A bright future.

The decades of long hard work in the previous life made Zhu Jiang understand and understand. His posture is chic, and his expression is not as frivolous as in the past. In the eyes of these noble children, he only feels heroic and very friendly. , Many people came forward to chat again, and soon Zhu Jiang had figured out the gossip of various families in Beijing.

He turned his wrist, played with a ball in his hand, and went back to the Yunlong Pavilion. From a distance, he saw Yunzhen standing alone in the school field on the side of the yard practicing archery, and a few servants waited on him. , Change the arrow for him.

He shot very seriously, drawing the bow to the full with every arrow, his arm was as steady as a rock, practiced ten rounds at once, then put down the bow again, changed to another bow, picked it up and drew it again, this time it was obviously stronger Some bows were not as easy for him to draw as before. When he shot the third arrow, his arms began to tremble slightly, and the arrows he shot were no longer in the bull's-eye, and began to miss the target.

But Yun Zhen didn't give up, and still pulled it apart over and over again, his waist was like a flexible green bamboo, straight and graceful.

Zhu Jiang stood on the side and looked at him, and gradually became a little crazy. Did he develop such skills after such hard training?He remembered that in the past, Yunzhen couldn't bear hardships and was very delicate at home. He also wanted to practice Cuju with himself before, but he didn't practice when it was cold or hot. He often played a few times and ended up kicking alone. Yun Zhen sat aside and ate snacks and fruits while watching him applaud.

Like himself, he also regrets the life of incompetence and being at the mercy of others, right?

It must be... very hard.