Chapter 137: The Riddle Zhong Shan Left to Shui Wuhen

Lingxiao Tianting, Zichen Palace!

Shui Wuhen returned to the mansion with exhaustion all over his body.

"Father, my child has something to tell you!" an extremely handsome young man said to Shui Wuhen.

"Fist, what's the matter?" Shui Wuhen asked with a hint of doubt.

Shuiquan, the son of Shui Wuhen. He is also the most beloved son of Shui Wuhen.

"It's very important, it concerns my Shui family!" Shui Quan said solemnly.

"Then follow me to the study!" Shui Wuhen was slightly surprised.

For a long time, Shui Wuhen was busy with political affairs, and lacked a bit of discipline for his sons. His son was considered a playboy in Lingxiao Tianting, but he didn't cause any serious trouble, and Shui Wuhen didn't care much. sex? Discussing family matters?

In the study room, all the servants were retreated with half a wave of water, and a soundproof formation was set up.

"Tell me, what's so mysterious?" Shui Wuhen asked doubtfully.

"Father, I heard that the envoy of the Taiji court was summoned by the king today?" Shui Quan said excitedly.

"Well, I cut it off!" Shui Wuhen nodded.

"Uh, why? Was that man wrong?" Shui Quan asked anxiously.

"Huh?" Shui Wuhen's expression turned serious, and his eyes became sharper.

With more than a hundred years of prestige, Shui Wuhen's majesty is extremely terrifying, but the opposite is his beloved son, and Shui Quan pretends not to see it.

"Father, we can't surrender to the Taiji Holy Court, that would be too much a disservice to the world, and a disservice to the people who came from the world!" Shui Quan said.

"En!" Shui Wuhen nodded.

"However, the Holy King is dead now, and if it continues, it will only bring greater disasters to the people. My father, the leader of more than a hundred years, and now many ministers have their hearts towards you." At this time, why not take a step forward? ? No one will blame you, "Father!" Shui Quan said quickly.

"Niezi, what are you talking about?" Shui Wuhen stared, and a burst of hostility burst out.

The strong hostility made Shuiquan's heart tremble, his face turned pale, but he still held back and said, "I want my father to be the emperor." The holy king is already dead, so what's the use of guarding the love? Ministers are leaving less and less, and in the end they will have nothing. Father, become emperor, and the child begs father! "

After finishing speaking, he punched water, plopped, and knelt down on the ground.

Shui Wuhen's breath surged up to the sky, breaking through the big formation in the study.

"Niezi" I will chop you up today! "

A blast resounded throughout the entire Shuifu. Immediately, a large number of people from Shuifu surrounded them.

"Master, master, don't want it!" Suddenly a woman rushed over and hugged Shui Wuhen.

Weeping with tearful eyes.

"Get out of the way, I'll kill this bastard today!" Shui Wuhen said angrily.

"Quan'er, how did you offend your father? You still haven't apologized to your father!" The woman turned her head to the water boxing bull bottle, "Yes, Brother Quan, quickly apologize to your father!" Hurry up! "Shuiquan's group of brothers shouted.

"I'm right, father, you are too pedantic, you are foolish and loyal, the holy king is dead, tens of millions of people have seen it, there are records" and there is no more luck in the sky, why do you still guard the big man? Affection? As long as the father is willing, the ministers of great affection will definitely support the father as the emperor, the father, the child is begging the father! "Shuiquan shouted.

Shuiquan yelled, "Everyone was silent for a while. Obviously, these people want Shui Wuhen to become emperor." The brothers of Shuiquan looked at each other helplessly, and now they are just princes. "Once Shui Wuhen becomes emperor, he will be the prince!"

And the woman holding Shui Wuhen also looked forward to it, because once Shui Wuhen became emperor, he would change from a princess to a queen.

"It's wrong, it's wrong? I said in the court hall that if you dare to move against the dynasty, you will punish the nine clans! Someone, drag the water fist out of the Nantian Gate and behead it for the public. When the holy king returns, I will apologize with death!" Shui Wu Mark said angrily.

When Shui Wuhen said that, everyone panicked. They knew that Shui Wuhen was stupid and loyal, but they didn't expect to be so stubborn, so stupid and loyal? Is this going to kill your own parents and children?

"My lord, don't want my lord, he is your favorite son, my lord!" the woman cried.

"Father, please spare Brother Quan!" All the princes begged for mercy in fear. At the same time, the same thoughts as Shuiquan just now dissipated.

Shui Quan stared dumbfounded.

"Not too fast, chop!" Shui Wuhen shouted at the two guards.

"Yes!" The two guards were shocked.

Kill the prince? They have gained a lot of knowledge, and they admire the Zichen King even more in their hearts.

"Father, father, I am Quan'er!" Shui Quan finally knew how to be afraid.

"No matter who you are, rebels, die!" Shui Wuhen said angrily.

"Mother, save me, brothers, save me!" Shui Quan is now frightened and looking around for help, Shui Quan knows the character of his father, it is true, he is really about to be beheaded!

"My lord, you can't be beheaded, you can't be beheaded!" the woman shouted immediately.

"You want to disobey me too?" Shui Wuhen stared.

"No, no, Holy King, the Holy King left a gold medal for avoiding death. When Quan'er was born, the Holy King came to congratulate him and gave Quan'er a gold medal for avoiding death. It can guarantee that Quan'er will not die! Master, you can't disobey the Holy King. No!" The woman cried immediately.

"I have a gold medal for avoiding death, I have it!" Shui Quan panicked and immediately took out a golden plaque.

On the signboard, Zhong Shan's own handwritten words, avoiding death, were floating, a few years ago. After learning the news of Zhong Shan's death, he no longer took it seriously. I have been throwing it in the corner of the storage bracelet, but now, I never thought it would save my life.

"Father, the child is wrong, the child is wrong!" Shui Quan kept yelling.

Looking at the death-preventing gold medal, Shui Wuhen took a deep breath. Speaking of which, Shui Quan is his favorite son, but the law of the country is as great as the sky, but the sacred decree of the Holy King is even greater. Avoiding death, had to avoid, Shui Wuhen also secretly exhaled in his heart.

"Since it is the gold medal for avoiding death, capital crimes can be avoided, but life crimes cannot be forgiven. Send the water fist to Tianxia Peak" and hand it over to Tianlao, let Tianlao open the eternal cave, and endure the suffering of eternal life! "Shui Wuhen said.

Hundreds of hardships? People who know all kinds of things are all tense in their hearts. The suffering of a hundred lives is such a torment. But his life was saved, and no one dared to say more.

Water Fist was sent to Tianxia Peak!

Tianxia Peak, Tianjia Tianshenzi and other powerful retreat places, Tianlao has been living here since Zhong Shan left Lingxiao Tianting, never stepped into the political arena, and never took action unless Shui Wuhen invited him.

After Tianlao learned what had happened, he readily sent the water fist to Pepsi Cave.

Seeing Shuiquan enter, Tian Lao nodded and said: "Shui Wuhen has worked hard with good intentions, Pepsi is suffering, I hope that after Pepsi is suffering, you can grow up!"

After sending his son Shuiquan away, no one in the Shuifu dared to bring up this topic again, Shui Wuhen felt very depressed, and went back to the palace alone, standing in the Hall of Longevity.

Looking at Zhong Shan's throne, it was as if Zhong Shan was sitting on the throne.

"Holy King, the situation is in chaos, what should I do? After five years of guarding, I am physically and mentally exhausted, but I will still persevere!"

"But, it's too difficult. The hearts of the ministers, the army, the people, and the world are all in chaos. What should I do? Holy King, it's been five years. If you do it again, please send me a message!"

Shui Wuhen narrated the depression in his heart alone, and his great feelings would be lost. Although Shui Quan's words were very repulsive, they were not all fabricated. It has been five years, and there has been no news of the Holy King for five years, and everyone in the world said he was dead. But Shui Wuhen persisted until now because he didn't see the corpse.

"Holy King, before you left, you entrusted me with your great feelings and explained to me..., uh, explain?" Shui Wuhen frowned in distress.

"Shui Wuhen!" Zhong Shan shouted.

"The minister is here!"

"Shui Wuhen, commander of the Fifth Army of the Holy Court of Great Love, from today onwards, I will confer you the title of King Zichen." The first prince with a foreign surname in the Holy Court of Great Love, guarding the world of love on behalf of me, during my absence, temporarily Take charge of the world of love on my behalf! If I come in person! "Zhong Shan took out a big purple seal again and said.

"When you encounter difficulties that you cannot face, you ask yourself, what kind of friends do I want?" "

Scenes from more than a hundred years ago once again echoed in Shui Wuhen's mind.

"When it's difficult to face? Isn't it now? What do I hope for? What do I hope for?" Shui Wuhen said.

"What I hope is that the Holy King is not dead! The Holy King is not dead?" Shui Wuhen's eyes suddenly widened.

The Holy King is not dead? The moment he came to this conclusion, Shui Wuhen was shocked. Could it be that the Holy King said it on purpose even though he had come to this scene at that time?

"Zichen King?" Zi, for the expensive "Chen, for the house. The Holy King is saying that he wants me to guard the Holy Court of Great Love? Block all the wind and rain? No, no! "Shui Wuhen frowned.

Originally, I thought that the purpose of being a prince was to take out the image to protect the love, but now it seems that it is obviously not that simple.

King Zichen? Zichen? Shui Wuhen quickly searched his memory.

For a moment, Shui Wuhen thought of a person, and when he thought of that person, Shui Wuhen twitched. Coolness, sure enough, was too secretive.

Zichen? Master Zichen! In the past, Zhong Shan arrived in Wushuang City when he was in the golden elixir stage, and he sought votes for Shui Wuhen's father. Among them, he found a master of archery, Master Zichen, and used Master Zichen's arrows to frame him. Strategies come out in a row. He couldn't tell the truth from the truth, even if Shui Wuhen knew all the process at that time, he couldn't tell which was the truth and which was the truth. And in the end, Zhong Shan won, sweeping away all candidates?

"The Holy King means true or false, false or true. Only by persevering to the end can we tell the outcome, and in the end the Holy King wins, which heralds the return of the Holy King?" Shui Wuhen's eyes widened more and more. .

"The holy king is still alive, and he asked me to guard him until he returns to the pilgrimage? The holy king will definitely come back in the end!" Shui Wuhen said excitedly.

Having figured out Zhong Shan's riddle, Shui Wuhen's face immediately burst into a 〖square〕 field of excitement, and the original exhaustion seemed to be relieved a lot in an instant.

"Yes, the mystery of the Holy King cannot be determined by ordinary people's guesses. The Holy King, I will do my best to keep it until the Holy King returns!" Facing Zhongshan's Kowloon Sky Chair, Shui Wuhen promised respectfully .