Chapter 2 Old Enmity

The five-petal sunflower-wrapped peony with gold foil secret porcelain bowl was filled with rusty tea soup. The color was particularly deep under the candlelight. The young man who knelt down a few years ago had sparse eyebrows, but the bottom of the half-wounded sleeves showed a pair of scarred hands.

Yan Jiuhuai took a look and suddenly thought of something: "Is this done by Jingzhao Mansion?"

"Of course not." Ren Qiu smiled lazily, "Jingzhao Meng Yin is the confidant of the two emperors of Xianzong and Fengchun. How can he not know my background? He doesn't mind using beheading, but he will never lynching me, especially after my punishment, he has always been a good life and let me go on the road!"

Ren Qiu looked at the scars on his arm and said lightly, "I made it myself."

"Oh?"

"No, how can my father give me such a house and these furnishings?" Ren Qiu said lightly, "Although many people, including him, think that it is a blessing for me to live until now."

Yan Jiuhuai said indifferently, "You are indeed veryming. If it hadn't been for Meng Guangyi's intention to encourage the emperor to resettle, so he would have died violently. Jingzhao is still in charge, and even the king of Qi would not dare to hit this Li Daitao's idea!"

"It's enough for others to say this. Yan Xiaolangjun's words are really chilling - if it hadn't been given by your father, I would have been my dren in Chang'an. What does the death of the Yingniang in the Pavilion have to do with me?" Ren Qiu suddenly smiled and said word by word, "Now that my mother is dead, I am forced to change my name and surname, and I can hardly continue to stay in Chang'an!" Even if I barely live here now, I haven't stepped forward since I came in! Such a flesh-like day is all thanks to the father of Yan Xiaolangjun, and Xiaolangjun can still be so frank... It's really worthy of being a person from Tanwan Lang!"

"Although I didn't intervene in this matter at that time, of course I know something about it since I came to you for the first time after entering the city." Yan Jiuhuai pushed the teacup, glanced at him disdainfully, and said with a sneer, "At the beginning, my father just gave you a suggestion. You wanted to recognize your ancestors, but you underestimated the cruelty of His Royal Highness the King of Qi. Who can you blame?"

Ren Qiu suffocated, then smiled as if nothing had happened, and shook his head and said, "He is not cruel. If he is really cruel, he doesn't expect to ascend to the throne of God. He doesn't need to care about the support of the Chang'an family. What can Changsun Mingjing do about him?" He sighed, "He is a coward. He is a woman in Changsun Mingjing District, but he can also control it so that he dares not recognize me!"

Yan Jiuhuai said slightly: "Since you know this, you promised your father at the beginning, do you still want to continue to anger me?"

"How dare I be angry with you?" Ren Qiu smiled and said, "I tried my best to stay in Chang'an, just waiting for you!"

Yan Jiuhuai looked at him seriously: "When did you know the cause of your father's death?"

"I don't know." Ren Qiu readily admitted, "Whether it is Qiu Fengxiang, the head of the interior, the leader of the Shence Army, or Guo Jiawulang, any of the three identities of your father is not something that an illegitimate son like me can climb up. What'an said that when Qiu Fengxiang was assassinated, I was still in the cell of Jingzhao. How can you know what happened in the deep palace in a few days?

Seeing Yan Jiuhuai frowned, Ren Qiu said with a smile, "I insisted on staying in Chang'an because I knew your relationship with Qiu Fengxiang. He died, but you suddenly disappeared from Chang'an. No matter how you think about it, you felt something was wrong. Later, I found out that you were not dead and didn't go to Hebei to find it. Qiu, I don't think Qiu Fengxiang will die very well! And your personality and experience are definitely not people who don't avenge! I will stay in Chang'an and will wait for you sooner or later. As soon as Qiu Fengxiang dies, it is impossible for Du Qingtang not to clean up his old department. At that time, if there are few people you can find, you may come to ask me.

Yan Jiuhuai sneered and said, "Then what?"

"Then?" Ren Qiu said slowly, "Your enemies are Du Qingtang and Du Furi's uncle and nephew, and now the royal family is like a puppet, and the power is in the hands of these two uncles and nephews. It is absolutely impossible to correct Qiu Fengxiang's name! And I'm afraid Qiu Fengxiang has nothing to name..." Speaking of this, seeing Yan Jiuhuai's ugly face, Ren Qiu changed his tone and continued, "In addition, what you are good at is assassination, so I think if you want to take revenge, I guess it has nothing to do with your own industry."

"Whether you assassinate Uncle Du's nephew or you are killed, it is a good thing for me." Ren Qiuyou said leisurely, "You said that it was not wrong that I promised Qiu Fengxiang to bet my life on the love of the king of Qi, but Qiu Fengxiang's words were also indispensable?"

- At the beginning of last year, Qiu Fengxiang made people find Ren Qiu and came straight to the point and asked him if he was willing to recognize his ancestors. Ren Qiu knew from an early age that his surname was his mother. In fact, he should be called Li Qiu, the royal Li, the Li family in Longxi, a long and brilliant family, noble bloodline and honorable status. That's what he should enjoy.

However, when the king of Qi and the Ren family gave birth to him, the princess had not yet come to the door. He was a private son who was not recognized by the patriarchal law. The eldest grandson rightly asked the king of Qi to lock him and the Ren family out of the royal palace. Even if the king of Qi couldn't bear to put them in the outer house, Ren still asked him to be careful until the eldest grandson. When the family finally gave birth to a son, Ren was relieved that the private son was not qualified to inherit the heir. Even if the king of Qi had no heir, the Changsun family could ask to choose another Langjun from the clan as his heir, but if the king of Qi was strong enough, of course, he could also take back his own flesh and blood and ask for the emperor's permission.

Changsun is extremely disgusted with Ren's mother and son. How can he agree to such a thing? If there is such a day, she must kill Ren Qiu first and cut off the king of Qi's plan. Therefore, the birth of Li Zhao, the son of the world, means the safety of Ren Qiu.

Even so, this does not mean that Ren Qiu is not eager to have a proper surname.

Even if a concubine in the royal palace can never openly admit who his father is than by using the surname of his mother, let alone that his father is still so glorious and noble. How can Ren Qiu refuse?

Qiu Fengxiang's suggestion was very dangerous. Ren Qiu was not without hesitation at that time, but the people sent by Qiu Fengxiang smiled and said, "Ren Langjun is confused. Although Langjun is the bloodline of His Royal Highness the King of Qi, the royal bloodline is not small. Even if he wants to recognize his private son, he must be recognized by the clan, let alone What about the heavenly family?

At that time, Ren Qiu carefully asked: "What does this mean?"

"Ren Langjun is young, but for the sake of His Royal Highness the King of Qi, our family will say a few more words to Lang Jun--" The maidservant, who claims to be surnamed Ji, smiled and whispered, "The descendants of the heavenly family, if you want to recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestors, naturally must first get today's permission! The saint opened his mouth and called Lang Jun to be his nephew. Don't say that the king and the princess of Qi are the court and the opposition. Who dares to doubt Lang Jun's blood? Even if you go back to the royal palace, the princess doesn't dare to take anything to Langjun!"

Ren Qiu couldn't help clenching his fist: "What Qiu Jian said is a saint..."

The servant surnamed Ji smiled and made a silent gesture, and the smile deepened the corners of his mouth: "Qiu is a close servant of the emperor, and now the saint is also deeply dependent... Ren Langjun, now the son of the king of Qi is healthy, and his mother is the daughter of the Chang'an Wang clan. She has a stable position. If he miss this opportunity, I'm afraid that our family can only call You are the king!"

... Ren Qiu looked at Yan Jiuhuai in front of him and smiled silently, and his eyes were cold: it was said that people were about to die, and his words were also good. Although he did not die thanks to the loyal minister Meng Guangyi, those desperate and regretful days in Jingzhao Mansion were almost turned around in front of the ghost gate. More than a year of ups and downs over the year It was longer and thrilling than he had been in the past ten years. At this time, if he still couldn't understand the basis of the vast Ren Qiu case in Chang'an last year, he would have wasted the widow of the birth mother of the Ren family who survived with her son under the eldest grandson.

Aware of the murderous intention in Yan Jiuhuai's eyes, Ren Qiu restrained his thoughts. Since he dared to say this to Yan Jiuhuai, he was not afraid of death, but he did not want to die like this. After all, his revenge had not been revenged: "If you want to kill Du Qingtang, it is definitely not enough to rely on the people left by Qiu Fengxiang."

Yan Jiuhuai said indifferently, "Since you want me and Du's uncle and nephew to kill each other, you must stay in Chang'an and gain something this year, so you stay here and wait for me?"

"I only have one request." Ren Qiu said, "When you assassinate, try to kill Princess Yuanxiu!"

Yan Jiuhuai's face was calm: "Why?"

"She went to the prison of Jingzhao Mansion to see me." Ren Qiu said bluntly, "But she didn't recognize me or comfort me, but for the things of others. However, she clearly knew that I was her younger generation."

Ren Qiu smiled and said, "That Jinzhi Yuye, the royal family has become a puppet. Relying on a good appearance and noble identity, she married Du Furi, but Chang'an still dares not despise her - I heard that He Liulang in Hebei has still misses her, even if Du's uncle and nephew can't keep Li in the future. Tang Jiye, the vassal town occupied Chang'an, and she couldn't stand any grievances. I felt uncomfortable when I thought about it - if you are willing to swear to do it in the name of your dead father, I will tell you a way that may succeed in assassination. Otherwise, it's up to you, even if Yan Xia was coaxed by you, you can't get close to Du's uncle and nephew!"

Yan Jiuhuai's eyes are like ice: "Yes!"

Ren Qiu smiled, and his voice suddenly became very low and strange: "The history of the eldest princess Yuanxiu - go and find him!" With that, he whispered a few words.

Hearing this, Yan Jiuhuai seemed to understand that Jiuhuai's blade flashed in the room, and the moment the blood splashed out, Yan Jiuhuai had already gone out.

He looked up at the stars and walked out of this hidden house in an instant.