book of ten thousand words

The big house of the Jin family, the courtyard house in the alley, my father and my mother...

Memories of childhood tumbling in my heart, like a child playing abuse.

My heart was even more piercing, "It's been so long, have I forgotten?"

But if you can't forget these things, how can you forget Mr. Wei's mortal hatred?

Seeing me in a daze, Mr. Wei sighed and walked over slowly, and said, "You don't know. If it wasn't for this, why would I have endured death and lived to this day?"

His words set my teeth cold: Is he only living for this?

Yes, he just said it, he only lives for this.

My heart was about to break, "Then what are you going to do?"

I'm not qualified to call Mr. Wei "you", but now I don't care about so much.

I just kept my eyes on him.After watching for a while, I felt that my eyes seemed to be covered with tears, and I couldn't see anything clearly, but I still watched.I think it is already a fact that Emperor Yongli was executed.And he died at the hands of the prince.The prince also exchanged his head for Daqing's Dingdai Hualing.This, the whole world knows.Now that this is the case, how could he raise troops for the emperor's prince instead?If he really did that, wouldn't he be the biggest joke in the world?

Mr. Wei looked very confident, and even smiled.

"Don't worry! I have a solution! You don't know, I have been waiting for ten years to make him willing."

He lowered his voice a bit, "Girl, you don't know, the past ten years have not been easy for me!"

When Mr. Wei said that, he happened to be standing in the moonlight.

The eyes are clear, and the wind is floating.

So beautiful, so heartbreaking.

But my heart is almost broken.It was a feeling of soft tearing and crushing in the heart at the same time.At the same time, it is also a feeling of willingness to embrace fire.With that in mind, I did just that.I murmured, "I know you, I know yours."

As soon as the words came out, I felt uneasy.What qualifications do I have to say such a thing?

I actually don't know anything.

I don't know how he lived as a prince; I don't know how he lived in exile in Burma.

I don't know how to live waiting to die every day, and I don't know how he spent ten years, every day, every second in the palace alone after the death of the country and the death of his family.

I looked at Mr. Wei, feeling a bit like crying.

Mr. Wei looked at me, but smiled slightly.

"For several years, I have been building the Golden Palace on Mingfeng Mountain. The Golden Palace..." He hesitated, and lowered his head slightly, "Did you hear me say this?" Looking down at me from a high place, his eyes were filled with tears. Reflecting the moonlight of the stars.

I replied, "You told me that when you took me up the mountain. The temple is actually made of copper."

"Yes," he said, "it's copper...but I spent a lot of effort trying to fix it." After he finished speaking, he hesitated.After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "With it, I won't be afraid that the prince will not follow me!"

I glanced at him, bit my lip, and my heart was about to jump out, "How could it be?"

Young Master Wei smiled again, with an unconcealable smugness flowing from his brows and eyes.

"I can't say this, but you'll know why after a while." Shaking his head, he smiled mysteriously.

I just followed him and said, "Okay."

Thinking of another matter, I asked boldly, "Even if the prince can agree, there are still so many people in the mansion, can you guarantee that they will agree?"

Mr. Wei laughed, "Who are they, you can tell me."

I thought for a while and said, "The first thing to consider is of course Mr. Guo."

"Him?" Young Master Wei slightly moved the corners of his mouth.

I said: "He is already old, and his fame and official position are the highest."

Mr. Wei lowered his head and thought about it for a while, "Where is the fame and wealth of Lunlun Gong better than the King of Yunnan?"

The problem suddenly circled back to the original point.

But how much worse is the current king of Yunnan than an emperor?

I can't figure out what Mr. Wei is doing.How is it possible for the prince to recover his sight with him?

Mr. Wei smiled and stopped being a fool.

"Guo Zhuangtu is the least worrying person. If the lord wants to start an army, he will be the first one to jump out and cut his braids! First, he is a war-loving man. Now that he has been in peace for many years, his hands are already itchy; second , since Kangxi ascended the throne, the situation here in Yunnan has deteriorated year after year. What he dislikes the most."

"..."

"You don't know how many times he has complained in private. The other sons-in-law have always listened to him. As long as he is moved, the others will follow suit!"

"But this is not my own after all." I interrupted him and said.

Mr. Wei said, "Of course I have my own people. How can I not have my own people?"

"Who?" My heart skipped a beat again: In this palace, who is the "one of my own" that the young master can use?

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