Infinite Replacement

In ancient times, the royal palace was not only a place for the royal family, but also a fortress to protect the royal family. Not only is there a thick wall like a city wall, a towering turret, but there are also many soldiers stationed around, and they are all elite.

The gate of the palace is not open on weekdays, especially the main entrance in the middle, which will only be opened when the king passes. Next to it, a smaller door was opened on the left and right to facilitate the entry of ministers and royal families. In front of the main entrance of such a palace, dozens of soldiers stood on two sides, standing straight.

On this day, a group of soldiers with bright armour came to the palace of King Chu. They guarded the luxurious carriage in the middle, and the gate-keeper soldiers recognized that it had driven out of here only half an hour ago. It was the vehicle of Dangzhao Lingyin (equivalent to prime minister).

The soldiers who escorted them stopped a short distance before reaching the gate of the palace, and the carriage alone approached the gate of the palace. The door guard confirmed that it was the one who was sitting at the back of Yin Yin.

The carriage drove inwards slowly, and after leaving the gate for some distance, only heard a very weak and slightly old voice tremble inside and said: "You said you would not kill me, right?"

"Humph," a slightly childish voice smiled, "I don't have any grudges with you, why should I kill you? Besides, you are already on the same boat as me. What am I going to do today, do you still Can't think of it?"

"You must be crazy." The old voice whispered.

"Why did Jing Lao say this?" The young voice continued to chuckle, "What is the so-called thing you go to my Xiang's house, you will not forget it so soon? Since King Chu can kill me, why can't I kill him?"

The old voice of "this" seemed to stagnate, and then said: "But he is the king of Chu, and you are the son of Chu."

"Wrong, I have never claimed him anymore." The tender voice said firmly and proudly.

"How is it possible? I heard people say that you met the king offensively that day, and clearly accepted the courtesy of the courtier. If not, the king might not be able to tolerate you that day." The man known as Jing Lao was surprised.

"It was Xiang Shaoyu who was the courtier that day, not Long Jingyu." The tone of the tender voice remained unchanged.

"Xiang Shaoyu, isn't it that you actually found a substitute at that time?" Nao Lao said that after half of it finally reacted, he shouted out loudly.

"Hush—! Be quiet, you will be heard." Jingyu's voice contained some joke.

In the carriage, a half-century man with a square hat showed a bitter smile.

"I've lived to the present, and it's okay to die, but I don't want to involve the family. I will ask you how successful you can be this time." He asked slightly nervously.

Jingyu's eyes narrowed for a moment, transmitting a flash of fine light.

"Do you think I'm here to play?" he asked rhetorically.

The old man was able to do the job of Ling Yin, and he had his uniqueness. The light in Jingyu's eyes was captured by him. He thought about it for a while. He had already gotten this share. Even today Jingyu failed, and King Chu would not forgive him for bringing Jingyu into the palace.

"Well, the old man will help you get things done. After that, I will wait for the Jing family to stay away from the Chu capital, and don't ask about the Chu country again." The old man gradually recovered his momentum as Ling Yin and the head of the family.

"This Chu Kingdom is not far away from its demise. Your choice is your best." Jingyu smiled, "Not in my hands or in the hands of this King Chu, to protect your Jing clan, but in King Qin. In the hands of Yingzheng."

The old man stared at Jingyu's joke-like face and nodded thoughtfully.

The carriage went all the way, and after a while, came to the court where Chu Wang weekday and the courtiers discussed. The old man lifted the curtain and went out, holding a square box from the car. After glancing at Jingyu on the car, he could not help but smile slightly:

"Aren't you afraid that the old man will regret it when he enters the palace of King Chu?"

"When I saw my killing in Xiangfu and slaughtered hundreds of soldiers of the Chu King, if you dare to play some small tricks in front of me, I will admire you." Jingyu sneered at him.

This sentence seems to evoke the old man's bad memories of the world's hell, he has a feeling of discomfort in the stomach. With a slightly pale face, he shook his head and turned to the hall, seeming to himself:

"I don't know how this world has such a wicked person like you."

He grabbed the wooden box and took the steps up to the top. Two Ge soldiers wearing silver armor stood at the door of the hall with the gate closed. After seeing the old man, they quickly bowed their hands and performed a salute. One of them turned around later and opened the door for the old man. When the soldiers gave way to the soldiers, they sorted out their clothes and bowed to the inside:

"The old minister came to his life."

"Oh? Is it Jingqing's family? Come in quickly." one of the voices in a little suppressed joy shouted.

"It's an old minister." The old man answered with a rush.

In the main hall, King Chu, who was supposed to be sitting behind the long table, can't wait to get up from his position and walk towards the old man. His eyes were fixed on the box, with a little excitement and hesitation. Looking around, I ordered the soldiers guarding inside the hall:

"All are given to the widows, and no widows' orders are allowed, no one should be close to the hall, let alone come in."

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This time the capture of Jingyu was a secret order from him. Even if the Xiang family lacked Xiang Yan, there were still many old ministries, even generals like Xiang Liang. He wanted to take Jingyu first. Under the established facts, the possibility that the Xiang clan would resist was much smaller.

Therefore, he asked Ling Yin to bring more than a thousand royal soldiers to capture Jingyu. A part of them stayed outside Xiangfu, preventing people around them from approaching because of the disturbance of Xiangfu and discovering the truth. The other part entered the house. Originally, he wanted to wait for Jingyu to come out, and then made a difficult situation. Even if Jingyu could fight against hundreds of people, each time he used the narrow terrain. From all directions at the same time, from the perspective of King Chu and Ling Yin, it should be enough to win him.

It's just that the first general killed by Jingyu didn't know that Jingyu was powerful, and treated him as an ordinary child. What Ling Yin said was to ask Jingyu to come out and talk about something. He had to take Jingyu directly, so that Ling Yin's arrangement was broken.

"Respecting the King's life!" The soldiers bowed out and bowed out.

Only then did King Chu walk in front of the old man, his hands trembling slightly towards the box, and slowly opened it. There was a **** head inside, and unkempt black hair obscured the face, and it was not clear who it was. King Chu thought of turning the hair a bit, and could not bear the sticky blood stains on it.

"He resisted?" The **** smell made him nausea, he could not help closing the lid again, and asked.

The old man nodded, "The king should know his character too, how can he stop it."

"So, is it really like killing hundreds of people without ruin as rumored?" King Chu then asked. He was also curious about this.

"Yes, hundreds of people can't be called resistant in front of him," the old man answered.

"Huh? In that case, how many people did the Qing family use to kill him?" King Chu was puzzled.

The words of the "old minister" paused because he saw Jingyu behind King Chu, "he didn't kill him." His words changed immediately.

"what?"

King Chu was startled and was about to step back and pull out the sword in his waist. A black sword was already resting on his neck. Jingyu kicked at the bend of his leg, and King Chu immediately knelt towards the old man. The old man was still panicking for a moment and wanted to avoid it. Later, it seemed to me that I couldn't help but show a little bit of satisfaction in his face?

"You guys"

King Chu stared at the old man and wanted to say something, but Jingyu's hand was already pinching his neck. Jingyu turned to his front and saw King Chu's confused look. He certainly knows why this is the case with King Chu. Obviously he does not know who he really is.

The old man introduced King Chu at this time, "This is the young master Long Jingyu of the Xiang family, the enemy who slaughtered hundreds of soldiers like a chicken."

King Chu's eyes widened, both rage and deep fear. He knew that what Jingyu appeared here, and what it meant to pinch his neck with his hands, a look of pleading appeared in his eyes.

Jingyu did not give him any chance to speak. Pulling out an elongated steel needle from his arms, he pierced directly into the heart of King Chu. King Chu's body struggled a few times and lost all his strength. Jingyu closed his eyelids and turned back to the dumbfounded old man:

"Okay, he is dead."

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched a few times, whispering in his heart, it was a cold-blooded guy who killed hundreds of people without blinking his eyes.

"So, who are you going to inherit the throne?" the old man asked.

"Well," Jingyu brought King Chu to his throne and put it up. Turning around, he said something that made the old man almost fall, "I never thought about it."

"God, when has this happened, you still have thoughts" the old man almost shouted.

"Hush—"

Jingyu made a gesture to him, and looked at the two passage openings behind the hall. The sound of small footsteps followed, followed by a three-year-old baby doll, reaching for the door frame and reaching into his small head. Seeing Jingyu looking at himself, he shrank back again. After a while, he stretched out his head and looked at it. He seemed to know that he had been found. He giggled his mouth and smiled, and ran out of the door frame.

"Father King, Father King, look at my clothes, I stole them"

With a grunt, the baby doll wrestled, her small mouth collapsed, and she cried.

"This, is it okay?" Jingyu walked towards the little guy in the palace's expensive costumes, picked him up from the ground, patted the little guy's back to appease, but said to the old man.

The old man's expression at this time is extremely rich. Moreover, when Jingyu teased the little guy, he did not notice a trace of subtlety in the eyes of the old man.

"Well, it's her." He swears that he didn't lie to Jingyu at this time, but Jingyu heard it wrong.

On this day, news of the collapse of King Chu spread throughout Chu. Subsequently, there were orders to re-enable Jingyu as military commander when he was about to die, as well as an edict to pass the position. Chudu Shouchun's military power was entirely in Jingyu's hands. He first killed a number of ministers who had many mouths, and made all the ministers shut their mouths.

The harem, as well as the princes, were arranged by the old man Ling Yin. I don’t know how he said it, but no one went to Jingyu to make a noise and refuse to accept it. Instead, he was prepared to kill him in vain. It was only later that he wanted to understand that facing the danger of dying, King Chu would stay in this capital city. The location is a hot potato.

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