Jun Jiuling - Chapter 709

[Chapter 139 The truth that I dare not think]

Miss Jun has already remembered, in fact, she has seen this silver.

When she was very young, she rummaged around in her father’s study and found a piece of silver, because she heard that the maids often said that they had cut silver flowers, so she took the scissors and prepared to try it.

Her father found out that he had drunk her.

But her father didn’t make such a fuss about her playing with scissors as her sister and maids did.

“This silver can’t be hinged.” He just said gently.

Silver is also silver if it is hinged, so why can’t it be hinged?

“Because this is the silver for the third year of Taiyan.” The father said with a bit of solemnity, “Jiuling, you have to remember that this is the silver for the third year of Taiyan.”

What happened to Taiyan for three years?

“That’s a shame.” Father said in a deep voice, looking at the silver ingot in his hand, “This silver was specially made to redeem your great-grandfather.”

At a young age, she still doesn’t know who her great-grandfather is, and where is her great-grandfather?

What does redemption mean?

“Your great-grandfather was taken by the Golden Man Special Crime Investigation Division

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‘ said the father.

This is very surprising to her. The palace is so big that she can’t even go out of the harem. How could someone capture her great-grandfather?

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

“Your great-grandfather wasn’t captured here, he went to the front line to fight.” He paused after speaking here, “Even if it’s not in the front line, the country is broken, what can the high walls and deep houses stop? Your great-grandfather, there are many palace people, and one of your uncles.”

Are there so many people in the palace?

The only ones she sees in the palace every day are their family and the royal grandfather’s family, oh, and a few uncles and princes. I saw them once last year, saying that they lived in different places and couldn’t come to the capital often.

Later, her father said something, but it was very boring to her at that young age, and she couldn’t understand or remember. Later, in retrospect, she only remembered that her father looked sad and angry.

“Jiuling, you have to remember that the third year of Taiyan is a shame. Remember, don’t have this shame again, the country must be strong and strong.”

In my memory, my father’s voice was long, and the study room was covered with the withered yellowness of autumn. The silver that she had pricked with scissors was placed on the desk, exuding a dull light.

“At that time, the gold, silver, cloth and silk were handed over to the Jinren, but the Jinren turned his face and broke the contract, saying that the Zhou people were not trustworthy and refused to return the Emperor Renxiao. The Emperor Renxiao was frightened and died of a serious illness in the city of Jinren.” Zhu Zan said slowly, breaking the After the suffocating silence in the room, “Everyone scolded Jin Ren for being shameless and not keeping his promises, and the whole world was angry. It turned out…”

His voice stopped here, and the room fell silent again, but Miss Jun knew what he meant.

It turned out that the golden man was right, and the promised money was not handed over to the golden man, but went to Shandong, where it came into the hands of the Fang family, and it became a transaction to generate more money.

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

Shame.

Miss Jun’s hand almost grabbed her face, she lost her face, and her body trembled.

who did it?

Is it King Qi?

Is it the royal grandfather?

Does father know?

Why do this?

“I don’t understand, I don’t understand,” she murmured like a whimper.

Zhu Zan looked at her.

“You really don’t understand?” he said, his voice low but without the slightest hesitation, “I heard that Emperor Renxiao’s favorite was King Su.”

Miss Jun buried her head deeper.

She is no longer a child, but she has grown up and knows who her great-grandfather is, and knows many royal relatives with names that have not been seen in the palace but exist.

King Su was the eighth son of his great-grandfather and the eighth younger brother of her grandfather. Although he was a king, he did not go out and stayed in the palace all the time. He said it was because he was young, but he actually showed his favor, but it was precisely because of this. The golden man broke through the city and broke into the palace, and kidnapped him too.

Emperor Renxiao died, the peace talks broke down and the two countries went to war,

Prince Su and other palace servants naturally ignored it, and died of illness not long afterward.

Yes, she is no longer a child, she knows what Zhu Zan means when the benevolent emperor likes King Su.

If Emperor Renxiao was there, it would not necessarily be her grandfather who succeeded the emperor.

The grandfather ascended the throne as the emperor because the country cannot be without a ruler for one day, but the country cannot have two rulers. If the Emperor Renxiao is welcomed back, what will the grandfather do?

Remain with Emperor Renxiao?

After paying it back?

Will Emperor Renxiao still choose his grandfather as the next emperor?

so……

It’s not that she doesn’t understand, she doesn’t dare to think about it, she was forced to think by Zhu Zan’s words, cold, she touched the quilt with her tentacles, she simply stretched out her hand and pulled herself up to wrap herself up and be born again.

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It’s so cold, so cold.

Zhu Zan had no choice but to sit on the bed naked in trousers and stare.

“Although it sounds scary,” he said in a deep voice, “but the royal family has no father and son…”

Miss Jun suddenly lifted the quilt to expose her head.

“The father is not pitiful, nor is there anything to be angry about when he is killed.” She said, “There is nothing wrong with King Qi taking away the throne. This throne was stolen from the beginning. Murder is worse than beasts.”

“Look, you’re making a fool of yourself.” Zhu Zan said in a deep voice, “Don’t think about things when your mind is not clear.”

“I’m very clear-headed.” Miss Jun shouted.

“You are sober.” Zhu Zan replied unceremoniously.

This bastard!

Miss Jun stared at him.

“If you are sober, you should realize that your imperial grandfather, your father, and King Qi are different people, and what they do is only to represent themselves.” Zhu Zan said, “You can’t just because they did something wrong, Just think it’s right that your father died, he deserves it.”

“I didn’t say my father deserved it.” Miss Jun said, bowing her head.

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

“Whether your father knows it or not, it’s two different things from his murder.” Zhu Zan said, pondering for a moment, “You must now understand what you are going to do, you are avenging your father, as for the various shyness of the previous change of the throne, It’s not something you can manage and manage.”

Miss Jun is wrapped in a quilt, she understands 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 a lot of disgusting things in the world,” he said. “I can’t be disgusted, and I don’t have time to be disgusting.”

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

“Don’t think about it now, you are too excited and confused.” Zhu Zan said with a frown.

Miss Jun nodded.

“I don’t want to,” she said. “I’m sleepy. I’m going to bed first.”

After she said that, she threw herself on the bed and pulled the quilt over her head.

Zhu Zan was almost pushed to the ground, and looked at Miss Jun, who was wrapping herself up 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 slight chill in the early autumn night. Only then did he realize that he was still on his upper body.

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

“Dengtuzi.” He muttered and glanced at the occupied bed. The bed was not big, but the woman was wrapped in a quilt and shrunk into a ball, looking small and pitiful.

He sighed lightly and sat down on the floor beside the bed, the room fell into silence and the night became darker.

(To be continued.)

[End of this Chapter]