After all, the eldest son has been the crown prince for five years. Even though his position is not very stable, he still cultivates a steady aura of a superior. At this moment, he looks like he is holding a sword and kills him, and he looks like he has a bit of Wu Xian''s charm when he was young.


    Faced with Wu Xian''s stern questioning, the eldest son''s face was not at all turbulent, but a few traces of disappointment appeared in his eyes, and the next breath was mixed into mockery. He raised his free hand, his palms covered with half of the dry and dirty blood, and carefully observed that he still had hair.


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


    Maybe—


    Wu Xian''s eyes fell to the blood-stained sword.


    I silently added a sentence in my heart.


    Whose head did this evil son capture?


    Suddenly, a feeling of inexplicable uneasiness emerged in Wu Xian''s heart.


    The eldest son threw the sword at his feet and was disappointed: "Kill the father? Is the father thinking that his son is coming this time to kill the father? I really want to cut open your heart with your own hands and see how far the heart is! "


    He has kept this problem in his mind for many years.


    In the past, I was afraid of my father''s power and because of my cowardice, this question only dared to be in my heart. Occasionally, I was so wronged that I was lying on my pillow and crying on my head. The biological father doesn’t like it, and the biological mother doesn’t love it. These two people hate themselves so much, why did they have to be born back then? It’s fine to be born, but why do you force him to a height that he can’t control and give too high expectations?


    Just carrying these things made him feel depressed to the point of collapse.


    In fact, before his younger brother made his mark, his life was not so sad. His father was also kind, serious and gentle. He would hold his tender hand with his own hands and teach him to bend his bow and arrow. Even if his archery skills were spoiled and his progress was slow, his father not only did not say heavy words but comforted him. Wu''s future helmsman knows how to recognize and employ people. In the future, there will naturally be good shooting people to capture enemies or prey for him. Those who are good at planning their future plans for him. Those who are good at chess plan the overall situation for him. He only needs to learn how to employ people.


    Wu Xian’s son’s identity is his greatest confidence.


    The child''s uneasiness was relieved one by one under these remarks.


    Until, the second brother picked up the bow and arrow and shot the target for the first time, and the second time he hit the bull''s eye. His outstanding talent gradually attracted the attention of his father. At first, the father would hold their brother''s hands, patiently tell him to take care of his brother, and turn his head to tell him to respect his brother. At that time, my brother''s white and round little face was full of seriousness and admiration, and he wrote down the key points.


    [The son will be the brother''s right-hand man forever. 】


    Wu Xian was amused by his youngest son''s simple and pure answer and was excited for a moment. He picked him up in his second son''s exclamation and placed it on his shoulder. The second son subconsciously hugged Wu Xian''s head to sit firmly. Wu Xian said with gratitude: [Okay, good, good, brothers and brothers are the way to build a family and family. Being a father will also clear all obstacles for you brothers, Daxing Wu! 】


    The eldest son pursed his lips shyly, looked up at his tall brother, and his envy was almost filled with his heart. He also wanted to be held by his father and sat on his shoulders. My father''s shoulders were wide and thick, and I wonder what it felt like to sit? How is the difference between the scenery you see sitting on it and on weekdays? He opened his mouth, but his father had already strode forward with his second brother on his back, so he could only hurry up and follow.


    This wish was not expressed in the end.


    Children are most emotionally sensitive.


    Even though he was mediocre in talent, he gradually felt that the eyes that had fallen on him had fallen on his second brother one after another.


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


    As brothers, we should set a good example for younger brothers and sisters.


    He has always been so tolerant and restrained, but he also envies his second brother.


    I envy my second brother for being open-minded and unruly, I envy my second brother for being able to get along with others regardless of his high or low status, and I envy my second brother for being chivalrous and righteous without any worries... Outsiders say that the second son inherits his father''s style, and even his father''s close friends think so.


    As my second brother grows up, the light becomes stronger and stronger.


    The father likes it, the mother loves it, and the trusted servants are indifferent to it.


    I was so suppressed by this light that I couldn''t raise my head. No one could see his efforts, embarrassment and bitterness. They would only shake their heads in disappointment, or throw pity on them, making him riddled with holes.


    The eldest son pointed his blood-stained finger at Wu Xian’s nose.


    The smell of blood rushes into Wu Xian’s nasal cavity.


    He frowned in disgust: "You think so?"


    The eldest son was stimulated by these four words and breathed out a mouthful of turbid breath, and his facial features were distorted and convulsed as his emotions changed.


    "You actually asked me, I think so?" The eldest son''s voice trembled slightly, his cheek muscles twitched uncontrollably, and his eyes were red, "It''s not me who thinks so, you just do it! I even think, it''s better if there is no second brother in this world!"


    "If there was no such excellent second brother..."


    “…It may not be so embarrassing.”


    "... Or maybe Erchen was not born with the eldest son, but the second son. Your eldest son is the second brother, and you are the one you are most satisfied with. Do you not treat Erchen like this?" The eldest son expressed his thoughts buried in his heart for many years in the empty and cold inner hall. He finally found the eruption of catharsis, as if the volcano that had been suppressed for many years. He roared and asked at the top of his lungs, "Wu Zhaode! Erchen has really had enough of these years! I have enough of it! I have **** enough! Have you treated me as your son!"


    "Do you treat me as an individual?"


    His palms rushed towards him.


    “I’m a human!”


    "I am a human! I am a human! I am a human!"


    "I''m not a dog you raised!"


    "Come and go when summoned?"


    "Are I so despicable in your eyes?"


    "Hahahaha, but except for the second brother, which son and daughter are not the dog you raise? You are biased! How biased are you? Wu Zhaode, you are so dissatisfied with me, why don''t you kill me? Why don''t you kill me? Why! You have even killed several of your compatriots and brothers, and how many years have you suppressed the rest! You pretend to be the kind fatherly heart of your ancestors!"


    "Brother, brother, respect? Do you have the attitude to say this?"


    "Why did my grandfather give you such a wonderful name? Xiande, hahaha, but your surname is Wu! Wu Xian, Wu Zhaode, this name is really amazing!" The eldest son laughed so sharply, and tears came out.


    As he said that, he also clapped with all his strength.


    The applause of the slap seemed to fall on Wu Xian''s face, and his face turned from blue to red and from red to black.


    No one made fun of his name before, but Wu Xian was revenged without exception. He has been successful since then, and these words never dare to enter his ears again. Now when I heard it again, it was from my son''s mouth. He was so angry that his chest was so tight that he almost vomited blood. He gritted his teeth and warned: "You don''t know anything!"


    The eldest son''s crazy laughter came to an abrupt end.


    The clapping of his hands also stopped.


    The side hall returned to silence in an instant, and the needles fell to the sound.


    Wu Xian looked straight at the eldest son''s scarlet eyes, and the father and son looked at each other stubbornly, and neither of them was willing to give in. Until the eldest son grinned, smiled and showed his white teeth, looking at the creepy smile. But, even more terrifying, he raised the blood-stained palm.


    A smile asked: "Does my father know whose blood is this?"


    Wu Xian''s heart skipped: "Who''s it?"


    He smiled brightly: "Don''t panic, Erchen guessed that you must guess that this blood belongs to the second brother now, right? No, Erchen was taught that his elder brother is like a father since he was a child, and that his brother is friendly and respectful. How could Erchen disobey his father and kill his own brothers?"


    Wu Xian breathed a sigh of relief at first.


    Previously, the two sons forced the palace to be warded at the same time.


    Or, one is forced to palace, the other is "rescue the king and save the emperor".


    And Wu Xian received the news one step ahead.


    He was shocked and angry, but he didn''t expect that these two little **** would have the intention to do beastly behavior of ignoring the king and father! If Wu Xian can firmly be the king of Gaoguo, he will naturally be unable to be overthrown by two cubs. But man''s calculations are not as good as God''s calculations, Wu Xian still got into Tao''er.


    However, he was free after being under house arrest for two days. Wu Xian was not anxious either. He wanted to take this opportunity to clear the hidden dangers in the court. Look at the officials who are respectful and respectful on weekdays. Among them, how many people have improper thoughts that they should not have, and they are slanderous! In the end, Wu Xian just waited for his eldest son.


    He asked calmly: "Whose blood is that?"


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


    With the sound of cracking silk, the eldest son tore open his clothes and exposed his chest. There was a bleeding wound at the lower part of his heart. The wound was not deep, but very long. The eldest son was so excited that the wound collapsed and fresh blood kept flowing out.


    "Look, she''s stabbing 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 aggrievedly, "I am also a piece of flesh that she has been pregnant for ten months, and she fell from her body! Why guess how to guess me so far! Wu Zhaode, my mother is dead! I have no mother!"


    This woman who has disliked him for many years said frankly that she would die!


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


    He felt that he was really dead by this sword!


    But when he came to his senses, the person who was pierced by a sword was replaced by her. There was still an unbelievable look on her face. She looked down at the sword tip on her chest, and she didn''t even have the strength to explain her last words. She died and died in her second brother''s arms. The second brother hugged her body and cried to the sky, roaring and venting, like a little beast that had lost his closest relative. His eyes were scarlet and he looked at him fiercely, spat in blood.


    [You killed her! 】


    [You killed her! 】


    Two roars made the eldest son wake up instantly, as if he woke up from a long chaotic nightmare, but he was slow at this moment and could not feel the suffocation, grief and despair in the nightmare. He said indifferently: [Isn’t she killed by you by chance? Good second brother? 】


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


    From closer to my ears, it seemed like an evil ghost was murmuring.


    […It is unforgivable to kill my mother with my hand! Second brother, is it possible for you and the Grand Priest? What you did was publicly disclosed to Brotherhood, which would ruin you! However, you don''t have to be afraid. The elder brother is like a father, and I will treat you well for my brother! Arrange a yard for you to raise your wives, concubines, and children. Make another sign and put thousands of signs, only one says "death". Draw one at a certain time every day. As long as you don’t win the dead lottery, you will hold your family in your hands for the rest of your life to avoid storms. 】


    [As long as you live for one day for your brother, I will protect you for one day. 】


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


    Before the second brother could answer, he smiled and turned his eyebrows: [There is a story about the Yang family of Nanwu. The second brother is very knowledgeable. I wonder if you have ever heard of this family? 】


    The second brother was filled with anger. He looked at the person in front of him who was stranger to him. His familiar and kind temperament disappeared. He was replaced by a chilling and sinister poison, which was even more disgusting than the mud in the stinky ditch: [But the success of the king, the defeat of the bandit, are you so heartless? 】


    He knew that he would not be able to survive.


    But I didn''t expect that my elder brother would kill him here.


    The eldest son did not lie to Wu Xian. He did not kill his second brother, but just watched him commit suicide with his sword in front of him, and the blood wet 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 threw his sword and hugged his head.


    【Pull them apart-】


    [Why, pull them away! 】


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


    On the way, he was held back by a confidant adviser, who looked solemn.


    The roots of teeth seem to be trembling: [Your Highness—]


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


    The eldest son was silent, raised his eyelids, stared at the other party for a long time, but the other party never intended to let go. The adviser said: [Your Highness, I have just arrived and found the patrol in the courtyard...]


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


    The strategist was stunned: [Since your highness knows—]


    We shouldn’t be alerted!


    Taking advantage of the gap that the other party had not discovered yet, they immediately left the capital and went to the crown prince''s fiefdom, summoned troops to protect themselves, and counterattack the capital. If it is too late, it will be over!


    The eldest son smiled peacefully.


    The smile was bitter: [I don’t know. You also know how incompetent and mediocre Gu is, but Gu knows that his father can make it to this day, so it is not uncommon for him to leave any moves. If you come out to stop the orphan, you must have discovered the problem. You run away by yourself...]


    The strategist held his wrist and clenched: [Your Highness! 】


    The eldest son said again: [I also know that there is someone behind you. 】


    The counselor''s expression remained unchanged, but his breathing was almost stagnant.


    The eldest son is depressed: [It’s not that you have revealed some flaws. Gu has never known it, but Gu asked himself, how can a cowardly person like Gu who has no hope of future and is incompetent and weak, keep his husband? After thinking about it, I couldn''t think of the answer and couldn''t find any highlights. What are you trying to follow such a lord who everyone thinks is unlucky? Sir, except for someone behind you... I can''t think of the second answer. 】


    The tone is helpless and innocent and pitiful, and the whole person is about to break.


    The strategist finally let go of his sleeve.


    Sigh: [Your Highness, the guilty minister has never thought of killing you. 】


    The eldest son’s smile is even worse than crying: [I know that for so many years, every decision made by the teacher has not harmed me. If it weren''t for the protection of Mr. Lu, I would have been unable to stop those open and hidden arrows. 】


    The strategist in front of him looks more like a gentle father than Wu Xian.


    Give him one of the few warmth.


    But no matter how good it is, it is mixed with betrayal plots.


    The eldest son said: [Sir, let''s leave early...]


    The strategist whispered: [You will not be back now! 】


    The eldest son looked a little dazed.


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


    After the words fell, I stopped talking.


    Since his lifelong efforts cannot make the people he valued one step closer to him, then he will let everyone come to him!


    He does not settle for the strategist, which does not mean he does not mind betrayal.


    Since Wu Xian plans to take advantage of the loss of Beimo and Kang Guo and take action again, Thunder means to clean up the mess, how can he, as his son, not cooperate? He began to look forward to the father''s knowledge of the border situation and what the face that could be twisted to pieces looked like.


    It’s a pity that I can’t see it.


    [Born like an ant, he also has the ambition 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 a blood-stained sword, he stepped into the hall.


    ()


    Alas, the most incomprehensible thing is that my mother makes rice cakes as soon as the Chinese New Year comes, bought dozens or hundreds of kilograms of rice to make rice cakes, and then soaked them in water. After a long time, the smell of spring and summer is touching, and she still has to eat it bitterly... and then continue the next year.


    This year''s rice cakes are about to start making again.


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


    PS: The fate of the Yang family of the Southern Wu family is really terrible...