Chapter 706

Name:Jun Jiuling Author:Xi Xing
Miss Jun has remembered. In fact, she has seen this silver.

When she was very young, she rummaged about in her father's study and found a piece of silver. Because the maids often said that she had hinged the silver flower, she took the scissors and prepared to try it.

Father found her drunk.

But his father didn't make a fuss about her playing with scissors like his sister and the ladies in waiting.

"This silver can't be hinged." He just said gently.

Silver is also silver when it is hinged. Why can't it be hinged?

"Because this is silver for three years of Taiyan." The father said solemnly, "nine years old, remember, this is the silver for three years of Taiyan."

What happened to Taiyan for three years?

"That's a shame." The father said in a deep voice, looking at the silver ingot in his hand, "this silver is specially made to redeem your great grandfather."

At a young age, she didn't know who her great grandfather was and where he was? What does redemption mean?

"Your great grandfather was captured by the golden man." Said the father.

It was a great surprise to her. The palace was so big that she couldn't even go out of the harem. Was someone able to take her great grandfather away?

Father was amused by her words, and his smile was full of sadness.

"Your great grandfather was not captured here. He went to the front." When he said this, he paused again. "Even if it's not on the front line, what can high walls and deep houses block? It's not only your great grandfather, but also many palace people and your uncle who were captured."

Were there so many people in the palace? They are the only family she sees in the palace every day, as well as the emperor's grandfather's family. Oh, there are several uncles and princes, who met once last year. They said they live in different places and can't come to the capital often.

Later, her father said something, but it was boring for her at that young age. She couldn't understand and remember it. Later, in retrospect, she only remembered her father's sad and angry look.

"Jiuling, you should remember that three years of Taiyan is a disgrace. Remember, don't have this disgrace again. You must strengthen the country and the army."

In my memory, my father's voice was long, and the study was covered with the withered yellow of autumn. The silver that she poked a gap with scissors was placed on the bookcase, emitting a dull light.

"At that time, the gold, silver, cloth and silk were handed over to the golden man, but the golden man turned his face and broke the contract. He said that the people of Zhou were not trustworthy and refused to return the emperor Renxiao. The emperor Renxiao was seriously frightened and died in the golden city." Zhu Zan said slowly, breaking the suffocating silence in the room. "Everyone scolded Jin Ren for being shameless and not keeping his promise. The world was angry. It turned out..."

His voice stopped here and the room fell silent again, but miss Jun knew what he was going to say.

It turned out that the gold man was right to scold. The agreed silver was not handed over to the gold man, but went to Shandong and became a deal in the hands of the Fang family, resulting in more silver.

All this deceived the people of the world. Emperor Renxiao failed to redeem it and was killed by the golden man. Their Chu royal family suffered the grief and shame of losing their relatives and enjoyed the sympathy of the people of the world at the same time.

Shame.

Miss Jun's hand almost grabbed her face off. She had no face to see anyone, and her body trembled.

Who did it? Is it the king of Qi? Is it the emperor's grandfather? Does father know?

Why do you want to do this?

"I don't understand, I don't understand." Her voice murmured like a sob.

Zhu Zan looked at her.

"Don't you really understand?" He said in a low voice without hesitation, "I heard that emperor Renxiao liked King Su best."

Miss Jun buried her head deeper.

She was no longer a child. Later, she grew up, knew who her great grandfather was, and knew many royal relatives with names she had never seen in the palace.

King Su is the eighth son of her great grandfather and the eighth younger brother of her grandfather. Although he was granted the king, he didn't go out and stayed in the palace all the time. It is said that it was because he was young. In fact, it also shows that he was much loved. But it is precisely because of this that the golden man broke through the city and broke into the palace and took him away.

Emperor Renxiao died, the peace talks broke down and the two countries fought. King Su and other palace people naturally ignored it. Later, they died soon.

Yes, she is no longer a child. She knows what Zhu Zan means when Emperor Renxiao likes King su.

If emperor Renxiao were here, it would not necessarily be her grandfather who succeeded Datong to the throne.

Grandfather ascended the throne as emperor because the country cannot have no monarch for a day, but the country cannot have two monarchs. What if he welcomes back the emperor Renxiao? Another emperor with benevolence and filial piety? What happens after you return it? Will emperor Renxiao choose his grandfather as the next emperor?

So

She didn't want to understand. She didn't dare to think about it. Being forced by Zhu Zan's sentence, she had to think about it. Cold, her tentacles touched the quilt and simply stretched out her hand to wrap herself.

It's so cold. It's so cold.

Zhu Zan had to sit on the bed naked in his underwear and stare.

"Although it sounds terrible." He said in a deep voice, "but the royal family has no father and son brothers..."

Miss Jun flung the quilt open and showed her head.

"There's nothing pitiful about that father, and there's nothing to be angry about his murder." She said, "there's nothing wrong with the king of Qi taking away the throne. The throne was robbed. It's all bad people, all robbery, all killing, and all animals."

"You see, you're messing around." Zhu Zan said in a deep voice, "don't think about things when you're not sober."

"I'm clear headed." Cried Miss Jun.

"You sober fart." Zhu Zan replied impolitely.

Asshole! Miss Jun stared at him.

"If you are sober, you should realize that your emperor's grandfather, your father and the king of Qi are different people. What they do is only something that can represent themselves." "Because they think you can't do the wrong thing," said Zhu Zan

"I didn't say my father deserved it." Said Miss Jun, dropping her head.

She just didn't know if her father knew about it.

"Whether your father knows or not is different from whether he was killed." Zhu Zan said, pondering for a moment, "now you have to understand what you want to do. You are avenging your father. As for the various secrets of the previous change of throne, it is not something you can manage and manage."

Miss Jun is wrapped in a quilt. She knows the truth, but

"Zhu Zan." She looked up at the man sitting cross legged in front of her. "Do you feel sick?"

Zhu Zan smiled.

"There are many disgusting things in the world." He said, "I can't feel sick, and I don't have time to feel sick."

Miss Jun looked at him and smiled, but the smile was not much better than crying.

"Don't think about it now. You're too excited and confused now." Zhu Zan frowned and said.

Miss Jun nodded.

"I don't want to." She said, "I'm sleepy. I'll go to bed first."

When she said that, she fell on the bed and pulled the quilt over her head.

Zhu Zan was almost pushed down and looked at Miss Jun, who wrapped himself in a ball.

"This is my bed." He said.

But miss Jun seemed to be asleep and ignored it at all.

Zhu Zan had to come down by himself. There was a trace of coolness in the early autumn night. At this time, he also found that he was still naked. His face immediately turned red, and he pulled his clothes from one shelf in some panic.

But what's the use of putting it on at this time? I haven't seen all of it.

"Apprentice." He muttered and looked at the occupied bed. The bed was not big, but the woman shrank into a ball wrapped in a quilt and looked thin and pitiful.

He sighed and sat down on the ground beside the bed. The room was quiet and the night was darker.