My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World

Chapter 42

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But Jingyue was just a businessman, and even if he was rich, he was still the lowest-ranking person in Wei, and he was always the meat of the powerful.

Jing Yue was not reconciled and refused to accept his fate.

He did a lot in private, met a lot of people, and waited patiently like a beast staring at its prey, waiting for an opportunity to get what he wanted.

But he never imagined that this opportunity would come in such a way.

One day, a distinguished guest was welcomed in the teahouse.

The other party was Mrs. Hou of Wuhou Mansion. She found Jingyue and told him that he was the young master of Wuhou Mansion who had been missing for many years, and that she was his biological mother.

Mrs. Hou, Mrs. Shen, cried so much that her makeup was completely destroyed and her image was completely lost. She felt so guilty that she could not kneel down to Jing Yue, and mournfully recounted how after the accident, she was in pain and blamed herself, and she was sobbing with blood.

It turned out that the Lord Wuhou Jingwen was only a 7th grade affair 19 years ago. Due to the frequent occurrence of bandits in the area where he was located, Jing Wen was out to suppress bandits all year round and rarely returned home, so that his wife took care of all the affairs of the family.

Perhaps because of too much work, Shen Shi encountered a difficult labor during childbirth. Although she gave birth to a baby boy successfully, she became seriously ill and will not be able to conceive again in the future.

Shen shi was hit hard, but when she saw her parents and children, she felt all the regrets in her heart were healed. It's just that she was very ill at that time and couldn't take care of her son, so she had to hire a wet nurse from outside.

At first, she was very satisfied with the wet nurse, who was gentle and kind, and truly loved her son.

But one day, the nanny told Hypoxie that she wanted to go home. When she came back, she was in a trance. At first, everyone didn't take it to heart, but that night, the nanny and the young master disappeared together.

The Jing family was naturally in a mess. They hurriedly went to the nanny's house. They learned that the nanny's husband owed a huge gambling debt and wanted to sell the mother-in-law, but the mother-in-law was working as a clerk in the official family. The soon-to-be son, at this time has no idea where to hide.

As for the nanny, she never returned to the village after she left yesterday.

The yamen who came with the Jing family speculated that the nurse was greatly stimulated by the bad news and returned to the Jing family to meet the young master. Under the empathy, she wanted to take the child as her own, so she did such a bold and evil thing .

And Jing Wen, who received a letter on the way to suppress the bandits, also hurried home. Furious, he asked the yamen to find out the ancestral home of the nanny, and he wanted to find someone in person.

But before he could leave, the Seven Kings Rebellion broke out in Wei.

This great battle lasted for six years, and Jing Wen was awarded the title of Marquis of Wu for his great deeds in pacifying the chaos.

When the DPRK stabilized, he went to his nanny's hometown, only to learn that the war had spread to the village, and all the people in the village were slaughtered by the rebel army.

The only clue is broken. In the vast sea of people, how difficult is it to find someone? What's more, the other party is likely to be dead.

Shen shi wiped her tears and said, "We have never stopped looking for you over the years, but there has been no news. If it wasn't for an old man in the Hou residence who met you by chance and thought you were six or seven similar to me, we would have thought that …”

Jingyue: "It's just resemblance. How many similar people are there in the world?"

Shen shi said anxiously: "Master Hou has already checked, and you are indeed our son. That bitch took you away back then, but she didn't go back to her hometown, but hid in a small village in the south. The relatives who fled to the neighboring village are just sluts who are guilty of being thieves and have little contact with their relatives.”

"My son, you have a red mole on your right ear, which is exactly the same as your mother's. Besides, mother and child are connected to each other. I gave birth to you in October, so how could I misidentify it?"

Jing Yue's mind was in a mess, flashed his mother's broken face in memory, and flashed the head of Yang Dashan who was cut off by a guillotine, and called out, "Mother..."

Shen shi couldn't bear it any longer, and hugged Jingyue tightly and wept bitterly, "My son! We're sorry for the hardships you have suffered over the years, and we will make up for it in the future. Lord Hou was waiting for you at home, he I've been waiting for you for more than ten years, let's go back soon."

At this point, Jingyue was taken back to Wuhou Mansion and became Wuhou's only son-in-law.

Since Marquis Wu had always felt guilt towards the Shen family, and did not think about accepting anyone else, the family had no concubines and concubine daughters, so it was very clean. Now that Jingyue came back, Marquis Wu directly asked the emperor to ask for the title of heir for him, and also asked for a place in the Imperial College for him.

The two parents doted on him very much, as if they wanted to make up for the regrets of more than ten years, and even the Yang family who followed Jingyue to Beijing were also touched.

Marquis Wu helped the Yang family to pacify the rebellion.

With such a big battle, everyone in the capital knew that Marquis Wu's son was like a fate, and it also made many people who were interested in Jing Yue's idea.

At that time, the emperor was very old, and several princes fought fiercely, and Marquis Wu was in charge of the capital patrol camp, which was a force that everyone wanted to win over.

Jing Yue's attitude was always ambiguous when it came to the courtship of the princes.

He is observing, trying to find the "noble person" who can help him realize his wish.

After a long period of investigation and analysis, Jing Yue came to the conclusion that the first prince was manic in temper, the second prince was stupid and reckless, the third prince was ambitious and talented, the fourth prince was mean and jealous, the fifth prince was born of a palace maid, and the sixth prince was the youngest. , is just a child at this time.

After choosing and choosing, in the end, Jing Yue turned his attention to the fourth prince.

In another four years, Jingyue High School was the No.

When he rode through the streets, he saw his parents and relatives, as well as those beggar brothers, as well as the surviving Yang family, and even the Orion family who saved his life in the past.

The past events flashed through my mind one after another, and they slowly dissipated like a gust of wind.

Today, he is the most important son of the Hou family, and he is no longer like the old days when he was humiliated, he could only endure when things went wrong, and he had no power to fight back.

But it's not enough, the power in his hands is not enough to make him worry about everything, there are always people with more power than him.

Just like the emperor in the Golden Palace, and the princes who were born noble.

Over the years, Jingyue helped the fourth prince to marry the prime minister's beloved daughter, and he attracted a group of high-ranking officials in the court for him. He even made several plans to get the emperor to ban the most promising eldest prince, and finally got it. The trust of the fourth prince.

But the fourth prince was suspicious and sensitive by nature, and he dared not make a mistake.

Jing Yue understands that only by holding the world in his hands can he truly control his own destiny and protect those he wants to protect.

Marquis Wu had already seen clearly about his idea of rebelling against the heavens. After a long talk with him, he dismissed the idea of Shen shi's desire to marry him, and let him do it, and the Hou Fu gave him unconditional support.

The tolerance of his parents made Jing Yue feel stressed and grateful.

He knew in his heart that he was walking a road full of thorns and no turning back, and it was also a big gamble that cost his life.

Win, change the world.

Negative, unforgivable.

But he has no regrets.

In the autumn of the same year, the second prince assassinated the third prince in the paddock, the latter was seriously injured and died, and the former was executed on the spot.

In the spring of the following year, the fifth prince was adopted to Prince Cheng, who was still childless in his sixtieth year, and thus cut off the possibility of succession.

In this way, only the fourth prince and the sixth prince, who was only seven years old, remained.

In the spring of this year, the fourth prince was established as the crown prince.

The so-called difference between ruler and minister, Jingyue knew it was time to take a step back.

He wisely kept himself away from the prince, and the prince was very satisfied with his knowledge and interest. But under the instigation of people with a heart, the prince was still quite jealous of him, and finally crossed the river to demolish the bridge, and found an excuse to transfer Wuhou from the capital patrol camp and replaced him with someone from his mother's family.

Jing Yue quietly watched the prince swell to death, still doing his due diligence and never showing any dissatisfaction.

In the autumn of the second year, the barbarians invaded on a large scale, and there was a lot of controversy in the court, but the prince, under the hint of Jingyue, proposed that he himself be the emperor himself.

His loyalty and filial piety moved the emperor, and in the end, the emperor agreed.

Not only did he give the prince a 500,000-strong army, but he also arranged for several veteran generals who were good at fighting to support him.

However, the prince is still captured...

When Jingyue heard the news of the prince's suicide, he sneered: "It's really great."

However, the truth is that the prince wanted to take advantage of this battle to establish his prestige in the army, but under the instigation and instigation of his mother's family, he always felt that several generals wanted to compete with him for merit. So he acted without authorization, unfortunately fell into the barbarian's plan, and was besieged on the battlefield.

He has accompanied the prince for many years, what kind of character the other party is, how will he be affected, and what actions he makes are all in his calculations.

As it turns out, he wasn't wrong at all.

When the news came back to Beijing, the emperor could not afford to be sick. Two days later, the old emperor summoned Marquis Wu and asked him to lead an army of 100,000 troops to reinforce him.

On the day when Marquis Wu led his troops out of the city, Jingyue looked at his father's back on the city tower and remained silent. Although the father and son did not communicate during the whole process, they knew each other well that success or failure depended on it!

When the spring breeze blows away thousands of flower trees in the capital, the army will return to the court.

In this battle, Marquis Wu once again made great achievements. Not only did he regain the city that had been invaded by Wei, but he also expelled the barbarian royal court from Mobei, allowing the entire Mobei to return to the territory of Wei.

The emperor was too ill to get up at this time, so he sent an angel out of the city thirty miles to greet him, and made Marquis Wu the Duke, and Jingyue became the prince of the Duke.

At the same time, the emperor ordered the whole world to designate the sixth prince who was less than ten years old as the crown prince, and ordered Duke Wu and the two prime ministers to share the young master.

A month later, the emperor died and the young master ascended the throne.

In this way, Duke Wu, who holds half of the military power in the world, has become a veritable regent, and Jingyue, who is the only blood of Duke Wu, naturally rises.

On the day of the little emperor's enthronement ceremony, Jing Yue came to his teahouse again, and chose the box on the third floor.

He looked out the window at the blazing sun, and said to himself: I used to envy the rich, and later, I envy the powerful, and later, I wanted to have the greatest power in the world and never be controlled by others. No one in my generation can compete with me now, and the world only knows that my father is not the young master. Although I am not the most powerful person, I have completely controlled my own destiny. What more do I want in this life

But for some reason, there was still a trace of disappointment deep in his heart.

In the hall, a piece of drama sounded, "Forty years of dreaming back to the old year, the Zige Golden Palace is not seen, only sighing in life and half sadness, dreaming of life and death, sitting and breaking the red dust pass. Taiwan, it is the flying fairy outside the sky."

The long voice was in his ears, and at that moment, Jing Yue suddenly thought of the lush hillside, the wild flowers in the mountains, and the gray stone that the immortal stepped on.

Jing Yue sighed in a low voice, "Why did I forget?"

The dust-covered heart suddenly broke through the barrier, as if the moon rose in the dark night, as if the morning light penetrated the clouds. Jing Yue only felt light all over, he laughed loudly: "It is said that heaven is impermanent and immortals are ruthless, but I want to chase that avenue and be that immortal!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a dull thunder in the sky, and the silver-white lightning slammed into the teahouse like a mad snake, and the roof tiles cracked, scaring passers-by to cover their ears.

However, after the thunder, the teahouse was intact, but Jing Yue, who was sitting in the box, disappeared without a trace.

But many people still heard the rhetoric before he disappeared.

Therefore, later unofficial history records:

When the Great Wei was forty-one years old, there was Jingyue, the heir of the Duke of Wu, who had an epiphany in Wenxian Teahouse and ascended the Tao.