Chapter 1213 Analysis
Ning Shijiu saw that Murong Mian stopped walking and walking, standing on the side of the street, sometimes frowning, sometimes smirking, with a strange expression, he looked at Ning Shiyi inexplicably, at a loss.
Ning Shiyi was a person who had come over, and he could see the tenderness between Murong Mian's eyebrows, and knew that he must have remembered the queen's mother, and last night's gathering must have left a good memory, which the emperor could not forget.
But there were people coming and going on the street, and there were still people watching in secret, so he reminded Murong Mian, "Master, let's go back." ”
Murong Mian came back to his senses and smiled abruptly, originally thinking about the master of Taoyuan Valley, but thinking of last night's upheaval, he pretended to be calm and coughed twice, "Let's go, go back." ”
Thinking back to Bai Qianfan's words, if it is really like what she said, the most suspicious thing is Emperor Mengda, the prince is taboo to recruit guests, but he doesn't care, he seems to be happy to see the contradiction between the six princes and the prince, so he does not crown the six princes as kings in order to contain the prince, which shows that he is afraid of the prince.
There was a prince before the prince, who died at the age of four, and there was a queen before the queen, and after the death of the former prince, he also died, not only that, but several princes behind the former prince and their mothers also died, and Emperor Mengda married the queen, and the queen also died, and the current prince was established after his death.
Around the power struggle, harm people's lives, this is not strange, strange is that so many people died in a short period of time, Rao is that he has seen a lot of bloody rain, and he also feels that it is too unusual, he twisted his eyebrows, as an emperor, he knows best, so many people died at once, it is nothing more than to keep a secret, and the owner of Taoyuan Valley must know this secret, and it must be related to the people who died back then, and even he is one of them.
The only one who can kill the Yuan Queen, the crown prince and several other princes is the emperor himself, and the master of Taoyuan Valley hates Emperor Munda, so he tries every means to go against Emperor Munda and provokes a war between Dongyue and Munda is one of his plans.
No wonder Xie Houguang said that he was wrong, not to fight for the throne, but because of hatred, the master of Taoyuan Valley did all this for revenge.
If you go back in time, according to the age of the prince, it must be at least thirty years ago. What kind of mystery does the long period of thirty years conceal?
He remembered that he was in the northern military camp more than thirty years ago, looking at Emperor Munda on the city of Vatu, at that time, he was only a teenager, and Emperor Munda was still young, tall and majestic standing on the city tower, there were many people on the city tower, but he recognized Emperor Munda at a glance, that man had a different royal momentum.
He rode on his horse and looked up, Emperor Munda stood on the tower and looked down, the wind blew the yellow sand in the sky, they looked at each other through the yellow sand, until now, he still clearly remembered those eyes, black and sharp, not angry and arrogant.
He thought of the Emperor Munda he saw in the paddock, although he was full of white hair, his body was straight, very majestic, and the two faces flashed in his mind, and slowly coincided together, they were the same face, with the same majestic momentum, but what happened in the end, so that a father could kill his son ruthlessly?
He thought of the news that Ning Shiyi heard from Yue'er, Taoyuan Valley has existed for about twenty or thirty years, and the time is right, probably at that time, one of the survivors who was killed hid in Taoyuan Valley, that person has a strong heart, knows Qimen Dunjia, has enough resourcefulness, and also pays great attention to cultivating elite soldiers and strong generals. He spent decades laying out and building Taoyuan Valley into his own kingdom, cultivating those so-called first-class children and letting them go out on missions......
Thinking of this, a layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his back, in thirty years, how many people have come out of Taoyuan Valley, where are these people now? They are like water flowing into a river, and they have already quietly lurked all over Munda City, or the people in the market, or merchants like him, or mixed into the court and military camps, they are all waiting, waiting for the master of Taoyuan Valley to give an order, Munda will change the heavens and the earth, and the sun and the moon will be renewed.
For such a long time, Emperor Monda didn't seem to know the existence of Taoyuan Valley at all, and he didn't know that day after day, year after year, the master of Taoyuan Valley had buried the fire of revenge under his nose.
Murong Mian knew that this would be an unwarranted catastrophe. As an emperor, he may not be involved in the internal affairs of other countries, as long as he rescues the captured people of Dongyue, but before leaving Taoyuan Valley, he saw a person who was arrested, in just over a month, most of the people are reluctant to go out of the valley, they like Taoyuan Valley, the land is fertile, what grows, the climate is pleasant, it is good for the body, there is no cold here, there is no injustice of the gap between the rich and the poor, many people have spontaneously joined in the self-sufficient labor, just like in the old place can not go on, Migrating to a new place, they want to put down roots here so that their children and grandchildren can stay in such a good environment.
Although it is sad to be separated from their relatives, reorganizing the family and giving birth to a new life gives them hope, and Pang Guan is right, and no one who comes in wants to go out.
There are no borders here, and there is no distinction between Mengda and Dongyue people, they can be fed and clothed, there is no unfair treatment, for the common people, this is a paradise, the owner of Taoyuan Valley is good at controlling people, and knows how to win the hearts of the people, so in the past few decades, in order to keep the secret of Taoyuan Valley.
He thought again, if all this was the plan of the master of Taoyuan Valley, then when he entered Taoyuan Valley, he was definitely not a child, a child, no matter how powerful he was, he would not be able to play such a big game of chess, that is to say, he would not be one of the four princes, but could only be someone who had a very close relationship with the dead prince.
There is also a possibility that one of the four princes was rescued and brought to Taoyuan Valley, and that person carefully taught the prince and deployed all this, and when the prince grew up, he became the master of Taoyuan Valley.
He took his hands in his hands, thought as he walked, and before he knew it, he came to the horse market, which was a market for the trading of livestock, mainly horses, but also cattle, sheep and camels.
A pony on the side of the street caught his attention, Munda horses are tall and strong, good at running on the grassland and the Gobi, ponies are good at walking mountain roads, better in endurance, although Munda is open, there are many grasslands and Gobi, there are also a small number of mountains and forests, if you climb the mountain, such a pony is the best, but the people of Munda do not know the goods, they are not interested in ponies, and almost no one cares.
Murong Mian looked carefully and saw that the horse was in good shape, jujube red, although it was small, its limbs were strong, and its black eyes were wet and looked very tame. He thought about it, it would be best to buy it for Bai Qianfan to ride.
Ning Shijiu stepped forward and asked the price, it was not expensive, Murong Mian was now a businessman, he had money in his pocket, and he didn't say much, so he nodded and even bought it.
Ning Shiyi handed over the money, and as soon as he held the horse, he heard someone shouting: "Slow!" ”