Back Off, Let Me Come

After all, the eldest son has been the crown prince for five years. Even though his position is not very stable, he still has the calm aura of a superior. At this moment, the look of him coming to kill with a sword has completely swept away his previous cowardice, and he looks a bit Wu Wu. The charm of Xian's youth.

Facing Wu Xian's stern questioning, the eldest son's face showed no emotion, but there were a few traces of disappointment in his eyes, and the next breath turned into mockery. He raised his free hand, the palm of his hand was covered with half-dried blood, and he looked carefully at the hair.

From this we can deduce whose hair this hand had grabbed not long ago.

Or maybe——

Wu Xian's eyes fell on the bloody sword.

I added silently in my mind.

Whose head did this scoundrel capture?

Suddenly, Wu Xian felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.

The eldest son threw the sharp sword at his feet, and everyone was disappointed: "Patricide? Father, do you think that your son came here to kill his father? I really want to cut open your heart with my own hands, peel off the flesh and see the heart inside , to what extent is it biased!”

He had been holding this question in his mind for many years.

In the past, I was afraid of my father's power, but due to my cowardly temperament, I could only keep this question in my heart. Occasionally, in the middle of the night, I would dream about being wronged and cry on my pillow, making my headrest wet with tears. The biological father doesn't like him, and the biological mother doesn't love him. These two people hate him so much. Why did he have to give birth to her? It's just that he was born, so why forcefully raise him to a height beyond his control and give him too high expectations?

Just carrying this made him emotionally depressed to the point of collapse.

In fact, before his younger brother rose to prominence, his life was not so difficult. His father was also kind, serious and gentle. He would personally hold his young hand and teach him how to bend a bow and arrow, even if his archery skills were poor and his progress was slow. Not only did his father not say harsh words, but he comforted him. The future leader of the Wu family would only need to know how to recognize and employ people. In the future, there will naturally be people who are good at shooting enemies or prey for him, people who are good at planning for him, and people who are good at chess. Overall, he just needs to learn how to use people.

His identity as Wu Xian's son is his greatest confidence.

The young child's anxiety was calmed down one by one by these remarks.

Until the second brother picked up a bow and arrow and hit the target for the first time, and hit the bullseye for the second time. His outstanding talent gradually attracted his father's attention. At first, the father would hold their brother's hand, patiently tell him to take care of his younger brother, and turn to tell his younger brother to respect his elder brother. At that time, my younger brother's fair and round face was full of seriousness and admiration, and he nodded heavily to write it down.

[A son will be his brother’s forever right-hand man. 】

Wu Xian laughed heartily at his youngest son's simple and pure answer. In a moment of excitement, he picked up his second son when he exclaimed and put him on his shoulders. The second son subconsciously held Wu Xian's head to sit still. Wu Xian said happily: "Okay, okay, brothers, friends and brothers are the way to prosper a family and a clan. As a father, I will clear all obstacles for you brothers and prosper the Wu family!" 】

The eldest son pursed his lips shyly, looking up at his younger brother who was so tall, with envy almost overflowing in his heart. He also wanted to be held by his father and sit on his shoulders - his father's shoulders were broad and thick, and he wondered what it would feel like to sit on them? How is the scenery you see when you sit up there different from usual? He opened his mouth, but his father was already striding forward with his second brother on his back, so he could only follow in a hurry.

This wish was never expressed in the end.

Children are the most emotionally sensitive.

Even though his talent was mediocre, he gradually felt that the eyes that originally fell on him gradually fell on his second brother.

The eldest son warned himself not to be jealous of his brothers.

As an older brother, you must set a good example for your younger siblings.

He had always been so forbearing and restrained, but he also envied his second brother.

I envy the second brother's open-minded and bohemian temperament, I envy the second brother that he can get along with others no matter how high or low he is, and I envy the second brother that he can do chivalry without any worries... Outsiders say that the second young master inherits his father's style, and even his father's closest confidants Think so.

As the second brother grew up, his radiance became stronger and stronger.

My father likes me, my mother loves me, and my close followers love me.

He was so overwhelmed by this light that he couldn't lift his head. No one could see his efforts, embarrassment and bitterness. They would only shake their heads in disappointment, or show him pity and prick him with holes.

The eldest son pointed at Wu Xian's nose with a bloody finger.

The smell of blood rushed into Wu Xian's nose.

He frowned in disgust: "You think so?"

The eldest son was greatly stimulated by these four words. His breath was thick and his facial features were twisted and twitched as his emotions changed.

"You actually asked me, I think so?" The eldest son's voice was trembling, his cheek muscles twitched uncontrollably, and his eyes were scarlet red, "It's not me who thinks so, it's you who do this! I would even think that this It would be nice if there was no second brother in the world!"

"If I didn't have such an outstanding second brother..."

"...My son may not be so embarrassed."

"...Or maybe I was born not the eldest son, but the second son. Your eldest son is your second brother, the one you are most satisfied with. Are you not going to treat your son like this?" The eldest son said in the empty and cold room. In the inner hall, he freely expressed his inner feelings that had been buried for many years, as if the volcano that had been suppressed for many years finally found the eruption outlet. He roared at the top of his lungs and asked, "Wu Zhaode! I have really had enough over the years! Enough! I'm so damn tired." Enough! Do you consider me your son?"

"Do you ever think of me as a human being?"

He palmed his hands towards himself.

"I'm human!"

"I'm human! I'm human! I'm human!"

"I'm not your dog!"

"When you call, you come, and when you wave, you go?"

"Am I so despicable in your eyes?"

"Hahahaha, but except for the second brother, which son or daughter is not your dog? You are partial! How partial are you! Wu Zhaode, you are so dissatisfied with me, why don't you kill me? Why don't you kill me? Why! Obviously you have killed a few of your own brothers, but you have suppressed the rest for so many years! You pretend to be the fatherly heart of your ancestors!"

"Brothers and brothers, do you have the nerve to say this?"

"Why did my grandfather give you such a wonderful name? Xiande, hahahaha, but your surname is Wu! Wu Xian, Wuxian, Wuzhaode, this name - it's really amazing!" The eldest son laughed. The voice was sharp and tears came out.

As he spoke, he clapped with all his strength.

The slaps and claps seemed to fall on Wu Xian's face, smoothly turning his face from green to red, and then from red to black.

It's not like no one used his name to make fun of him before, but without exception, Wu Xian retaliated against them. Since then, he has prospered and these words never dared to reach his ears again. Now he heard it from his son again. He was so angry that his chest hurt, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood. He gritted his teeth and warned: "You have lost your mind!"

The eldest son's maniacal laughter stopped abruptly.

The clapping movement also stopped.

The side hall instantly fell into silence, and you could hear a needle drop.

Wu Xian looked directly into his eldest son's scarlet eyes. The father and son looked at each other stubbornly, neither of them willing to give in. Until the eldest son grinned, revealing his white teeth, and his smile looked scary. But what was even more frightening was yet to come. He raised his bloody palm.

He smiled and asked, "Father, do you know whose blood this is?"

Wu Xian's heart skipped a beat: "Whose?"

He smiled brightly: "Don't panic, Erchen guessed, you must be guessing that this blood belongs to the second brother now, right? No, Erchen has been taught since he was a child that elder brothers are like father, and brothers and friends are respectful to each other. How could Erchen do this? Disobey your father and kill your own brothers?"

Wu Xian breathed a sigh of relief first.

Previously, both sons were forced into the womb at the same time.

In other words, one is forced to go to the palace, and the other is "the diligent king comes to the rescue."

Wu Xian received the news one step ahead of time.

He was shocked and angry. He didn't expect these two little bastards to have such thoughts and be capable of ignoring their father's animal behavior! Wu Xian can firmly hold the position of leader of Gao Kingdom, so it is naturally impossible for two brats to overthrow him. It's just that people's calculations are not as good as God's calculations, but Wu Xian still got the idea.

However, he was released after only two days of house arrest.

Wu Xian was not in a hurry, he wanted to take this opportunity to eliminate the hidden dangers in the court. Look at the officials who are usually respectful and respectful. How many of them secretly harbor evil thoughts that they shouldn't have? In the end, Wu Xian only waited for his eldest son.

He calmly asked: "Whose blood is that?"

The eldest son looked down at his palms and spat out an answer that sent chills down his spine: "This blood belongs to your first wife and my good mother. She wants to kill me with her own hands for the sake of my second brother!"

With a sound of ripping silk, the eldest son tore open his clothes and exposed his chest. There was a bleeding wound below his heart. The wound was not deep, but very long. The eldest son was so excited just now that the wound burst open and fresh blood continued to flow out.

"Look, she stabbed it here."

"...But I am also her son!" The eldest son covered his face with his hands and cried bitterly, his shoulders trembling, and he said with grievance, "I am also a piece of flesh that fell from her body during her ten-month pregnancy! How can you presume that I am like this! Wu Zhaode, I am My mother is dead! I have no mother!"

This woman who has hated him for many years bluntly told him to die!

Not only did he say that, he actually killed him!

He felt like he really died from this sword!

But when he came back to his senses, it was her who was pierced through the heart by the sword. There was still a look of disbelief on her face. She lowered her head and glanced at the blade of the sword on her chest. She didn't even have the strength to say her last words, and she died. , died in the arms of his second brother. The second brother held her body and cried bitterly, roaring and venting like a little beast that had lost a close relative. With scarlet eyes, she looked at him fiercely and spat blood.

【You killed her! 】

【You killed her! 】

The two roars woke up the eldest son instantly, as if he had awakened from a long chaotic nightmare, but he was too slow at the moment to feel the suffocating grief and despair in the nightmare. He said quietly: [Wasn't she accidentally killed by you? Good second brother? 】

The eldest son grabbed the other person's collar and lifted him up.

Close to your ear, it sounds like an evil ghost is whispering.

[...Killing my own mother with my own hands is an unforgivable crime! Second brother, is it still possible for you and the boss? What you did will be widely publicized to the Brotherhood and will ruin your reputation! However, you don't have to be afraid. My eldest brother is like my father. I will treat you well for my brother's sake! I will arrange a courtyard for you and keep your wives, concubines, and children in it. Make another straw and put thousands of straws in it, but only one has "die" written on it. Draw one at random times every day. As long as you don't win the lottery, my brother will hold your family in his hands for the rest of his life, protecting you from wind and rain. 】

【As long as I live for my brother for one day, I will protect you for one day. 】

[Second brother, what do you think of this arrangement? 】

Without waiting for the second brother to answer, he smiled and frowned: [The Thief Star Yanling has a story about the Yang family of Nanwu. The second brother is very knowledgeable. I wonder if you have heard of this family? 】

The second brother's heart was boiling with anger. He looked at the stranger in front of him in disbelief. The familiar honest and kind temperament was gone, replaced by a chilling viciousness, which was more disgusting than the mud of the smelly ditch: [But success is a failure. Kou, are you so heartless? 】

He knew he probably wouldn't survive.

But I didn't expect that the elder brother would rush to kill them all.

The eldest son did not lie to Wu Xian. He did not kill the second brother. He just watched helplessly as the second brother stabbed himself with a sword in front of him, and the blood wet the hem of his clothes. He looked at the two corpses - the second brother curled up in the arms of the female corpse - his tears rolled down, and he dropped his sword and held his head.

[Pull them apart——]

[Why, pull them away! 】

He ran out of the dungeon as if he was running away and went straight to Wu Xian's side hall.

On the way, he was pulled by his confidant, who looked solemn.

The roots of his teeth seemed to be chattering: [Your Highness——]

He stopped him and said: [You can’t go! 】

The eldest son was silent, raised his eyelids, and stared at the other party for a long time, but the other party never meant to let go. The counselor said: [Your Highness, I just arrived and found the court patrolling...]

The eldest son asked calmly: "There is a problem, right?" 】

The counselor was stunned: [Since Your Highness knows——]

It’s even more inappropriate to act in a hurry!

Before the other party notices the gap they have discovered, they can leave the royal capital, go to the crown prince's fief, gather troops and horses to protect themselves, and counterattack the royal capital. If it's too late, it's all over!

The eldest son smiled peacefully.

The smile was bitter: [I don’t know. You also know how incompetent and mediocre a person Gu is, but Gu knows that his father has been able to reach this point, and it is not surprising that he has no backup plan. If you come out to stop Gu, you must have discovered a problem. You can escape by yourself...】

The counselor held his wrist tightly: [Your Highness! 】

The eldest son said again: [Gu Ye knows there is someone behind you. 】

The counselor's expression remained unchanged, but in fact his breathing almost stopped.

The eldest son was depressed: [It’s not that you showed some flaws, Gu has never known about it, but Gu asked himself, how can a person like Gu, who has no future and is so incompetent and cowardly, keep his husband? After thinking about it alone, I can't find the answer or any bright spots. Why are you following a lord who everyone thinks is unlucky? Sir, except there is someone behind you... I can't think of a second answer. 】

His tone was helpless, innocent and pitiful, and his whole body was about to break.

The counselor finally loosened his sleeves.

Sighing: [Your Highness, the sinner never thought of harming your life. 】

The eldest son’s smile was uglier than crying: [Gu knows that every decision made by my husband over the years has not harmed Gu. If it weren't for the protection of my husband, I would have been unable to stop those overt and covert attacks. 】

The counselor in front of him is more like a gentle father than Wu Xian.

Give him a little warmth.

However, no matter how good it is, it is always mixed with betrayal and calculation.

The eldest son said: [Sir, please leave as soon as possible...]

The counselor lowered his voice: "You won't be able to come back once you leave!" 】

The eldest son looked a little dazed.

Then, he lowered his eyes and smiled bitterly: [No, sir, you said it wrong. 】

The words fell and no more words were said.

Since all his efforts in this life have failed to get anyone he values ​​​​to come closer to him, then he will let everyone come to him!

Just because he doesn't liquidate his advisers doesn't mean he doesn't mind betrayal.

Since Wu Xian plans to take advantage of Beimo and Kang Guo's losses before taking action, and use thunderous means to clean up the mess, how can he not cooperate as his son? He now began to look forward to what his father's face would look like when he learned about the border situation.

It's a pity that I can't see it.

[Born like an ant, he also has the will to resist! 】

The eldest son looked at the closed door of the side hall and sighed in his heart. He took a deep breath and kicked open the door.

Carrying the bloody sword, he stepped into the palace.

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Alas, the most incomprehensible thing is that my mother makes rice cakes as soon as the Chinese New Year comes. She buys dozens or hundreds of kilograms of rice to make rice cakes, then soaks them in water and leaves them there for a long time until the spring and summer smells amazing, and they have to be eaten bitterly... …and then continue the next year.

This year’s rice cakes are about to start again.

I couldn't bear it anymore, so I bought a vacuum-sealed bag, hoping that I wouldn't have to eat rice cakes that had been soaked in water for several months this year...

PS: The fate of the Yang family in Nanwu was really miserable...