Jinan Sea

Humidity and high temperature make the summer in the south more difficult.Feng Litian's heart was also full of dryness and heat.He stayed in Jingwangfu for four or five years.From a child to a 14-year-old youth.Life is stable, but it seems that something is missing.

The outside world, the prosperous Central Plains, the thriving capital, and the bustling rivers and lakes are far away from him.

King Xiaojing took more than a dozen teenagers as adopted sons and taught them in person.He knows more than Master and Mr. Lan Da.It's like you don't understand anything.When you want to talk, you can talk endlessly, and when you don't want to talk, you can joke.The adopted sons are taught separately, and they are not allowed to inquire about each other.He is teaching people.His lectures to Feng Litian are also very strange, telling some famous stories of loyalty and filial piety in history, and occasionally talking about Sun Tzu's art of war, respecting the king and fighting against barbarians, warlords fighting, the ambition of the world, and the military strategy of taking Guan Zhongce.Is he implying that he has an unfaithful and unfilial heart?Feng Litian lowered his head to read the book, but actually peeped at his adoptive father's face.

Sitting on the grand master chair, shaking a folding fan, looking at the thick green garden, he fell into a state of emptiness.The black hair is only covered with jade hairpins, the snow-white face is calm, and the black eyes are unfocused.The moon-white brocade robe made his complexion pale.But his jaw was tight, as if he was clenching his teeth, and the edge of the fan turned white with his fingers.Like recalling some intense old past.People are both loose and urgent.The scorching heat invaded the study, and a drop of sweat quietly seeped out of the forehead and slowly rolled down the cheek.

Feng Litian stared at the drop of sweat, his heart hanging by his throat.

He didn't teach him with his heart, but he liked this peaceful and stable family atmosphere.He also has a special scent on him.

The weather was sweltering, and the afternoon lecture was cancelled.Feng Litian returned to the house to rest.He stared at the roof for a long time unable to fall asleep.His knowledge and martial arts have entered a bottleneck period, but his adoptive father did not teach him real skills, and he couldn't help but feel resentment.He suddenly discovered that he had brought back from his study an ancient book "On the Gains and Losses of the Battle between Sarhu and Shanhaiguan".Oops.The King of Mirrors forbade them to take out the collection of books.He hurried back to the study to return the book.

The weather was so hot that it froze in the air like a fire.Feng Litian wiped his sweat-drenched eyes, and walked into the gate of the back garden.Just in time, I saw a young man in Tsing Yi also walk into the study.It is Molong City.At noon, foster father was resting in the dormitory of the right courtyard, what was he doing in the study.Feng Litian hesitated for a while, then quietly walked to the door, squatted down, and looked sideways into the crack of the door.

The study room was quiet, and there were two people in front of the black paulownia bookshelf.One is Little Mirror King, and the other is Molongcheng.Moxibustion heat Sunlight penetrates through the green screen window, the heat is weakened, and the room is like a veil.Feng Litian's heart was beating wildly, and the blood rushed to the top of his head.Stop breathing.Little Mirror King leaned against the wooden table, his face was not the same as usual.The corner of his mouth was half a smile, his eyes were frivolous and cold, and he reached out to caress the young man's handsome cheek.Sitting on the chair, Mo Longcheng leaned back and opened his beautiful eyes.Some dodged in fear.Mirror King stretched out his hand and turned his face, staring straight into his eyes.The dark eyes are like swirls, and the blood red lips are deep and compelling.In the end, the boy couldn't dodge any more, and let him bend his face down to hold him down.A cloud blocked Moxibustion Yang, the light dimmed, and the shadow of the moon-white brocade robe firmly covered the young man.Like a mountain shadow crushing a green pine.There is no sound in the room, but it seems to be whirling with wind, cloud and thunder.

Feng Litian's heart suddenly became chaotic.The veins on the forehead and the inscription are like burning.Almost screamed out.He subconsciously felt that he couldn't watch any more.Backed away stiffly, bumping into the red pillar under the eaves of the corridor.There was a sound in the study.Feng Litian turned around and fled wildly.There was only a strand of blue shirt caught by the branches left at the door.

After that, Feng Litian didn't dare to show his face again day and night.Shrunk in a side courtyard.Trance like a nightmare.The impact was too great, and he suddenly discovered something he hadn't noticed before.

Little Mirror King has a bad reputation.There is no wife or woman in his backyard, and he often invites some fun-loving handsome men from the neighborhood to come to the manor to play.He has endless money, seems to be born in a good family, but he migrated to Nanman alone.It turned out that he had a big flaw.He built Jingxia Villa as a playground.The reason he adopted his adopted son was... Feng Litian stared at the roof and the roof was about to burst.Why?Does Mingzhu know?Do all the steward and attendants of the villa know?Do the other sons know?Molongcheng...he had a headache and couldn't think about it anymore.Tears welled up in his eyes.He howled like a wild beast.

In the evening, Molongcheng came to see Xiaofeng, who was pretending to be sick.Feng Litian sat up from the bed with a grunt: "Are you okay?"

Mo Longcheng was stunned: "I'm fine." He asked him back: "What's wrong with you, do you want to ask the doctor in the town to take a look?" He didn't reveal anything.Feng Litian violently shook his head and lay back on the bed.Mo Longcheng turned around and helped him tidy up the messy house.He was also a little absent-minded, repeatedly arranging books, clothes and boots.The corners of his mouth were pursed tightly, his eyes were wandering, and his face was in a trance.After that he left without saying anything.

Feng Litian's anger burst out vigorously.

the next day.The days of boiling the eagle continued, and nothing major happened.The hot South China Sea is still scorching hot, and the little mirror king is still the same little mirror king.He was still the adopted son who was perfunctorily taught to be loyal and filial.The difference is that Jing Wang's cold eyes scanned the dozen or so adoptive sons in green shirts even colder.He's looking for the adopted son who discovered his secret.Feng Litian was terrified.He couldn't help avoiding his eyes.He will find it and kill him!

His eyes moved to him.Feng Litian looked down at the ground.The light gray brocade robe was pressed very close to him, and the snow-white and plump hands inadvertently brushed the young man's thin, knuckle-protruding hands.A light fragrance wrapped around him like a snake: "Your complexion is not very good. Are you sick?" He tremblingly said yes. "Then go back and rest." He fled in despair.

That scent and his timidity completely angered himself.This lewd bastard killed his best friend.He's going to kill him!

In the middle of the night, the bright moon bathes the boy who fell into the abyss.He lay on the bed howling and thinking in pain.Li Fu said that anyone who worships him as an apprentice, and anyone who betrays him or escapes will be arrested and beaten to death.None of them are opponents under the King of Mirrors.He can't kill him either.He can only run away and seek revenge in the future.

——It's fun to be happy and enmity, but it's hard to suffer.People without strength can't even be angry.

The boy was crying under the moon.Admitting his insignificance and incompetence, he didn't even have the courage to scold him face to face and run away with his friends.I can only curl up in the gutter like a wounded little beast and cry angrily.

Feng Litian decided to leave Jingxia Villa.Once a person becomes suspicious of others, things that were previously ignored become clues.Little Mirror King often looks for Molongcheng alone, and it takes more than an hour each time.Subordinates and pearls will disappear.He is extravagant and licentious, indulging in eating, drinking, having fun and feasting in the garden. He also invites Kabuki, Maiko and beautiful men from the city to Jingxia Villa to have fun.He is also keen to get acquainted with magistrates and generals in nearby cities.He reconciled with the local Mao Zhizhou.He also took in many hawkers and rangers from all over the world to secretly organize private troops.What is he planning?If he can explore his privacy and get his handle, he can escape from this hell that is benevolent and righteous on the surface, but dirty and dark in private.

In autumn, Little Mirror King held a banquet at Jingxia Villa.Full house.Feng Litian quietly avoided the guards and sneaked into the small study in the back garden.The small study room is different from the large study room for teaching, and outsiders are strictly prohibited from entering.He seized the opportunity to rummage through it.In the study, there are many geographical maps of mountains and rivers across the country, maps of the southern capital of Guangji Dajun, Guangcheng Xiaojun and Jihai Port, the distribution map of the governor's garrison, and his secret correspondence with Guangji Tongzhi officials.The Mirror King has long coveted the South China Sea port.He wants to rise up from the random graves in the small town of Xuanyi and swallow the two cities and one sea.

He looked at it sweating profusely, then turned around abruptly.

A man stood in the shadows with a dagger in his hand and glared at him: "I raised a wolf cub! I thought it was a political enemy who sent someone to steal secrets, but I didn't expect it to be you, a little beggar."

Little Mirror King's prestige was too strong, and Feng Litian took a few steps back in fright.The man moved between the handsome young man's eyebrows and the bridge of his nose in hatred.Disappointment, anger, and inexplicable hatred: "I was wrong. I spent money to raise you for nothing, taught you skills, but wanted to kill me. I will kill you! Throw you on the grave."

He raised his saber to kill him, Feng Litian had no way to retreat, so he drew out his saber to fight back.The dagger and the green steel sword collided together.Feng Litian was shocked.The Mirror King had more martial arts skills than he had imagined, and his sword skills were like a bamboo forest in ambush, blocking his retreat layer by layer.He can't beat him.He frantically hit the opponent with his sword and wanted to escape from the study, but the dagger cut him with no slowness or haste, causing his flesh and blood to fly.

The attendants heard the movement and surrounded the small study.King Xiaojing ordered them to leave, and he wanted to kill him himself.Feng Litian fell down, and the dagger slashed heavily on his chest. "Why?! I rescued you from the chaotic graveyard and gave you a future. Is this how you repay me, you wolf cub?"

The guards and other adoptive sons were blocked outside the small study. People couldn't believe that Xiaofeng sneaked into King Jing's study and stole his letters and maps.The knife slashed his blood, and when he was about to die, the stubborn young man fought back with all his strength.This angered Li Fu even more.An adopted adopted son dared to use such a fierce gesture against him.As soon as he was heartbroken, the knife stabbed into Feng Litian's abdomen.Feng Litian refused to retreat, and threw away the sword with two blood-stained hands, strangled his neck fiercely, pinched hard, and said through gritted teeth: "I don't accept that you killed me. Why him?"

Li Fu stared at him in shock.

Feng Litian grabbed his neck with bloody hands, roaring like a beast: "Why him! Why not me? I worked so hard to practice martial arts, learn arts, and be a good boy. I am the best of your adopted sons Why shouldn't it be me?"

Little Mirror King was stunned.

"You fooled me like a child, didn't teach me the real skills, and looked down on me. You knew in your heart that I was your best son and knife! But you gave him benefits. Why not me! You kill me ! If you can’t kill me, I’ll kill you!”

The outside of the study seemed to have made a decision.Mr. Lan Da, Captain Moxun, Ming Zhu, Mo Longcheng and others rushed in and tried their best to pull the two of them apart.Feng Litian roared like a mad tiger, Mingzhu blocked his mouth with his clothes and dragged him down.Xiaojing Wang awkwardly clutched his bloody neck.People snatched his dagger.

People knelt down to intercede for Feng Litian.Said that Xiaofeng shouldn't have broken into Jingwang's small study by mistake and read his letters randomly.But he will never reveal the news or betray the Mirror King.He can also help him accomplish great things.

King Xiaojing suddenly realized that he couldn't kill him for the time being.Unless he thinks he has something wrong with his adopted son.The king of mirrors, who has great ambitions and great rewards, cannot deviate from morality and ethics.King Jing closed his eyes heavily, ordered everyone to beat him with two hundred sticks, and then handed over to Mr. Lan Da to do the work.And what Mr. Lan Da did was the big event that King Jing had planned for a long time to capture the two cities and one port.

If a boy wants to die, he should die on the battlefield and in the rivers and lakes.King Jing must win the two cities and one sea, otherwise he will be trapped in Qianwan forever.Peeping into the study, hatred and jealousy are not mentioned.

Only dreams come back at midnight.Cold sweat dripped down, and my heart was so cold.What a nightmare!When they saw each other again, the strong emotions and crazy obsessions spewed out:

--why it's not me!I work harder and harder than him, I am your best adopted son and knife.You should like me!If you can't kill me, I'll kill you!

The ruthless young man who said these words asked him for affection like a furious wolf.

This feeling is terrible.No one knows how this poisonous weed of morbid feelings grows and explodes.Perhaps during his hawk-like rigorous training, he occasionally took his adopted sons to the next door to seek justice and showed a little care.Maybe it was because he was always on guard against him, and he was so dissatisfied that he wanted to fight for his breath, so he was attracted by him.It doesn't make sense, right or wrong.It just happened.He most wanted to stay away from this serious big trouble, but got into big trouble.

Feng Litian, Mr. Lan Da, Mo Xun and others went to the battlefield to snatch the southern giant city.That was Xiao Jingwang's most important life plan.Feng Litian dared to risk his life, but he never died.His excellent military talent made him feel like a fish in water on the battlefield and grew up rapidly.Together with Mo Xun, the leader of King Jing's private army, he defeated the powerful city lords from all walks of life and won many cities in the south.A few years later, even the Jagged Heavenly Emperor knew that King Mirror of the South China Sea had an adopted son who was a handsome man who commanded the world.He has laid a lot of territory for him, but their relationship has always remained at the moment when the study turned his face that day.

At the end of the new year, the sons who have been assigned to work in various places will go back to Jingxia Villa in Xuanyi City to pay New Year greetings to King Jing.As he gradually grew up, he tossed and turned in new cities one after another.Occasionally, when he returned to Jingxia Villa, he stood quietly under the eaves, looking at the feasting and feasting pavilions with his dark eyes.Still silent.His silence is silently condemning King Jing, why not me?

The mirror king is very accurate in seeing people, and people who are too serious will bring big troubles.He's causing him a lot of trouble.

He treated him like a true father.Give him property, subordinates, and the power to lead troops, and ask the Emperor of Heaven to make him a general.He has no sense of gratitude.He just used his growing power to trip King Jing, kill or force his lover to death, and annex the cities around him on the way out of the south.King Jing didn't even have the courage to send someone to question him.

You who are a licentious feudal lord who preyed on his adopted son, what qualifications do you have to show mercy in front of me?You just look down on me.If you really want to be a good adoptive father, you know what I want!Give me!

Molongcheng is still following the King of Mirrors.He was not affected by Feng Litian and King Jing's turning against each other.It seems that they don't know the inside story of the two falling out.He persuaded Xiaofeng not to go against King Jing.But he refused to answer.They drifted apart.

A year later, when King Jing was ready to attack Shuangcheng Yihai, they met again.The mirror king's actions are all in one fell swoop.All subordinates and adopted sons gathered in Xuanyi City.Feng Litian looked coldly at his old friend.He is still faithfully following King Jing.Mirror King also favored him.It's just that when his eyes turned to other places, the warmth disappeared, and what came up was a look of looking at the prey and estimating how much remaining value they had.Molong City brought the King Jing the support of Mozhou, the big northern city, and the surrounding small and medium-sized cities.They supported King Jing in a dispute with the Mao family, the former prefect of Guangji.

He is a poisonous snake that entangles the useful and climbs up.Squeeze them to the last drop of blood and shake off the corpses.Find new prey.Xiaofeng was used to seeing the dark side of human nature when he was young.He can see.The other adopted sons turned a blind eye.Perhaps years of training have dehumanized them, and turned them into foolish and loyal soldiers and slaves, eager to make meritorious deeds for their foster father.Even willing to die for it.The young general went to his old friend to persuade him to stay away from the battlefield.Mo Longcheng refused, he would never fall behind the other adoptive sons, besides... he hesitated to speak.Feng Litian understood what he meant.Little Mirror King is the most special to him...he is domesticated by his body and emotions.

Feng Litian didn't have many friends, so he went to negotiate with King Jing himself.

Xiaojingwang said with a sullen face, "Are you threatening me?"

Feng Litian raised his eyebrows and looked at the man who was only more than ten years older than him, but called his foster father.His eyes are sharp.The bloody battlefield turned him into a mature man with iron blood and bones: "If you don't withdraw him, I will withdraw my troops. Go to the battlefield by yourself."

The mirror king was trembling with anger, and his black pupils were filled with tears of humiliation.He said yes.

When Molongcheng came to look for him, the son of the family was also angry: "You are tearing him down. He just wants to take down the two cities and one sea and live a more comfortable life. Why do you always look for him?! I'm determined The battlefield. If you continue to obstruct us, we will not be friends anymore."

Feng Litian has nothing to say.And the most terrifying thing happened.The last barrier in his heart also collapsed, and the last thread connecting them was broken.

The battle for the Relief Port was a battle of attack and annihilation.The city was on fire, and the cannons of foreign ships bombarded them in the port. The artillery and muskets flew randomly, and the arrows shot to death the descendants of the family who led the troops to attack the port.Molongcheng died in the disaster port. "It was you who killed him!" Feng Litian was so angry that he threw his iron sword at Little Mirror King: "He has more than enough martial arts skills, but not enough commanding power, and the situation in the siege battle is ever-changing, so you need to change quickly. You still forced him Go to war. You killed him."

Xiao Jing Wang's lips were pale, and his eyes were bloodshot: "Two other sons also died, this is an accident." His face was ashen: "And you are the coach. You should know where is the most dangerous and weak, and where is the safest .Where were you at that time? How did you arrange it? Let a group of Japanese bandits pass through the right-wing army and kill him with random arrows? You want him to die!"

Both of them stared at each other like thunder.

Mingzhu shuddered, inserted between the two and begged bitterly: "Don't do this! Swords are ruthless on the battlefield. This is an accident."

The battlefield is over.Little Mirror King won the Two Cities and One Sea.But all fell into the abyss.The death of Molongcheng added the last frantic fire to the fire.It's burning.

Feng Litian broke with King Xiaojing.Withdrew from the Mirror King army and disappeared.

A few years later, news spread that Feng Litian had become a general of the imperial court and led troops in the Northern Territory to defend against the demons.Became the youngest concubine of the Daziqing Dynasty.Little Mirror King yelled: "Sure enough, an ungrateful white-eyed wolf has been raised, and he has climbed another branch. Damn it! Damn it! I should have killed him in the first place!"

The higher his position, the farther he is from the South China Sea.He never came back, and finally became one of the three marshals of the Da Zi Dynasty.And he ruled the South China Sea and became the richest and richest city lord in the world.They both hated each other and looked for an opportunity to kill each other.Bugui and Molongcheng's death became the deepest and darkest gully between them.

Power is ebbing and flowing rapidly.Little Mirror King is not as lucky as Feng Litian.Years of debauchery had made him sickly.Relentless.Crazy.

Mingzhu is already the magistrate of two cities and one port.He came to Demon Realm to meet the old brothers in person, with good wine and the intention of persuasion: "...the death of Molong City made Little Mirror King very sad. He knew he was wrong. He sent a message to the statue of Dajing Wang Yanqi in the Qilan Mountain Temple Make a blood oath, 'Don't attack your subordinates and adopted son again. If you attack, you will not be able to return to the Central Plains in this life'. This oath is no small matter. Let it go. He almost killed you back then, and you killed many of his people. You all like it the most He has learned enough lessons. He is just an old boss who taught you martial arts and hired you, and you are already a marshal of a country with a bright future. Don't be a foolish prodigal like him."

In the whole world, only Mingzhu dared to talk to him like this.He is very close to such a monster as Little Mirror King, which is difficult for ordinary people.The young marshal picked up the wine glass, the wine in the glass was as red as blood, and the blood was swaying: "Thank you, brother Mingzhu, you are one of the few old friends who didn't despise me and call me ungrateful. I just... I also want to ease this grievance, as long as He promised to give me something. He wouldn't meet and talk to me."

The young marshal also learned to hide his sincerity and perfunctory officialdom.Mingzhu secretly sighed, they are finished.All he wanted was for him to kneel before him and beg for his life.He had been so impressed with what he had done as a teenager that he had to stomp him down to feel relieved.If you really step on him, will he forgive him?not necessarily……

The young marshal looked far to the south, as if he saw many buildings and the beautiful man trapped in the building.They are getting farther and farther away.

Just like he has caught the Little Mirror King whom he has been thinking about now, but he is still far away from him.