382 The financial backer's father is also very fragrant (Part 1)

"We don't listen to us. We are far away and we don't bother to bother you. The king of the Jin Kingdom is still your family.

Come on, but the title of emperor cannot be used anymore. Understand?"

"I understand, understand." Wanyan Zong hurriedly said yes.

It’s just a title, there’s no need to offend people for no reason. What’s the name of it?

Do you have to make the emperor's reputation and then be chased by a large group of people before you are happy? Wanyan Zongpan has been addicted to the emperor. What is the consequence now?

To be honest, Taizu Taizong was also burdened by his reputation, otherwise he would not have ended up in a foreign land.

Just be a king, what other bicycle do you need? Well, what emperor?

"It's good that you can think of it. Actually, it's really not important to call it, what you eat and wear is the most important thing, what you say?" Xue Wuxiang smiled more and more kindly, just like a kind mother Sang.

Wanyan Zonggan also knew that a short-selling emperor who was suppressed everywhere would never be as comfortable as a free and easy prince. But now there is no one to win the jar. Can I still be free?

"Of course! Who are you? You are the friend of Emperor Zhao, the prince of Dajin, and the treatment must be kept up! Do you know the treatment of our Prince of Dasong? Do you envy us? Do you want it?"

The prince of the Song Dynasty was treated well, wearing gold and silver, wearing rich clothes and food. From the day he was born, he was destined not to suffer a little. It was different from the Jin people who worked hard for decades to "turn over and sing" the serfs."

Even if Wanyan Zong fucked this bullshit king, he had suffered a lot of hardships and became the best man.

It’s a pity that happy days are always too short, everything seems to be yesterday, everything is like a dream, like fog and electricity, like a dream, illusion, bubble, Amitabha, you Buddha!

"Okay, okay, don't be so sad. As long as you govern this area on behalf of the Song Dynasty, the emperor promises you to inherit and redeem Liaodong forever."

In fact, this is also a helpless move. According to the unified approach, it should be to send officials directly to the court. However, the whip was beyond the reach, so I could only use the whip that Wanyan Zong did.

"Really?"

It doesn’t matter if the prince is not a prince, only the hereditary prince is precious!

According to the title system of the Central Plains, hereditary titles have declined step by step. I am a prince, but my son can only be a prince, and my grandson can only be a prince.

If you pass on ten or eight generations of generations, it is no different from ordinary people.

Otherwise, how could the emperor uncle Liu Bei be so powerful that he would be able to sell straw sandals?

"Don't be too happy too early. If you want to wear a crown, you must bear the weight. If you want to benefit, you must pay the price. Do you know this?"

"I understand, of course I understand! You said, what do you need me to do, I promise to do it."

"Kill your eldest son."

"Well……"

Wanyan Zonggan was shocked.

What does this bloodless form mean?

Test?

Joke?

It seems none.

That's serious, but why?

Although Shen Shiman was dull and taciturn, he was still a good child in general and had never offended the Song people at all. Why did he attract such a great degree of hatred?

"You should know that the emperor is Diguna, and he once said in person that he would let Diguna be the master of the Jin Dynasty. Are you sure that he would go against the emperor's wishes? Moreover, when he was three years old, Diguna was smart and kind-hearted, and was also the best candidate to keep his achievements!"

Wanyan Zonggan also hesitated.

Since the reign of the Zhou Dynasty, the order of successors has been determined, which is the so-called establishment of the eldest son and the legitimate son.

If there is a legitimate son born to the main wife, it is not the turn of the side wife. If there is more than one, then choose a big one from it. If the main wife is not strong and has not given birth to a son, find a big one from the concubine.

In the order of inheritance, Shenshiman should be the first heir, and Diguna could only be the second.

However, Zhao Dahui's opinions are contrary to traditional habits at present, so who should I listen to?

"What, do you still need to doubt this? Is there any king's land under the world, and a king's minister in the shores of the land. Are there anyone in this world who dares not listen to the emperor's will?"

He can't brag about taxes, and he can't beat Zhao Dachu hard, but in the general concept, this is true!

Others have the biggest fist, who dares not listen?

Wanyan Zonggan dared not ignore him, but he really couldn't bear to kill his own son like this: "Is there no way to have the best of both worlds?"

If adults think too much, their minds will inevitably be impure, and they will inevitably be at ease when doing things.

"Or why should we ask Diguna what he meant?" Wanyan Zonggan suggested.

It is not a reliable way to give the right to decide on such a big matter to a child, divorce his parents and ask the child who he intends to live with.

Wanyan Zong thought that as a child, he didn't know anything and would never say what he wanted to kill his brother, so there was still room for maneuver.

For some reason, Xue Wuxiang actually agreed and called Diguna to ask with a smile: "Do you want to be the emperor? There will be a lot of delicious food and fun!"

The child was simple and honest and honest, and Diguna said in a humble voice: "I want to."

"You can go back to Huining in a few more days, and you can become the king. At that time, Shu Shu and your father will let you become the king. Are you happy?"

The child's face was in June, and he started singing stubbornly. Uh no, he turned his back on his face: "I don't want to go back to Huining, I want to go back to Yanjing! I want to go back to Yanjing!"

Why are you not obedient?

When you know Yanjing, who knows what your little doll is?

Is it possible to become king in Yanjing?

"Then I want to go back to Yanjing too! It's cold here, not fun! People are smelly and dirty, not good at all!"

"No!" Xue Wuxiang was angry. This naughty child had a lot of things. "If you return to Yanjing, you don't have that much delicious and fun. Do you still have to go back?"

"Then I want to go back to Yanjing too!"

"Come here!" Xue Wuxiang was completely angry and pointed at Wanyan Zong and scolded, "Did you say something to your son? Why can't you turn around?"

Wanyan Zong spread his hands: "No! Didn't this just say this?"

It is unlikely to think about it. Wanyan Zonggan has no reason to instigate his son to return to Yanjing because it is impossible to go back safely.

It is impossible to go back to the past.

Things are different and people are not enough to stop everything. If you want to speak, tears will shed first!

"Stop giving me a whole word, my aunt won't eat this! Who taught you?"

If it is Wanyan Sect who is a disciple, then it is Wanyan Sect who is willing to destroy me; if it is what Diguna thought of himself, then this child is really a talented person.

"It's what I think myself. There are many people in Yanjing, which is interesting."

"Okay OK, what you said is what you said, okay? But, I can't listen! Hahaha!"

"Ama, he is a bad guy, he bullies me! Ama, can you beat him, okay?"

Wanyan Zong looked at his begging son, then looked at his bloodless appearance with a villain's successful appearance, and had no desire to live.

What kind of evil did I commit in my previous life? Will I give birth to such an uneasy thing in this life?

You either agree or disagree. What do you think about going to Yanjing? Is Yanjing your father?

"Report! I received a tip in front of me. Wanyan Zongpan suddenly died of illness. Shen Shiman changed his name to Wanyan Chong, and he has become the emperor of the Jin Kingdom!"
Chapter completed!