Joy of Life: I am a Han Dynasty succubus, and I rebel from the beginning

Chapter 298, Liu Ying, your life is really hard! The big net woven by Zhang Liang
When Sang Wen heard that the ascetic monk Yu Ping was coming, his face changed and he spoke anxiously.

"Sir, didn't you say you would not abolish Liu Ying's position as the eldest son?"

Liu Hong gently picked up Sang Wen and comforted him.

"It's okay. I just can't make up my mind about something."

Sang Wen didn't believe Liu Hong's nonsense.

If there are some things he is not sure about, Liu Hong will definitely ask Zhang Liang for advice.

Instead of finding a charlatan, even if he has the title of an ascetic in the temple, he still cannot conceal his identity as a charlatan.

This matter must be related to Liu Ying's future.

Sang Wen wanted to say something else.

Hong Zhu glanced at Sang Wen and shook his head slightly.

Liu Hong is good at listening to other people's suggestions, but that is only after thoroughly analyzing the pros and cons.

Now that Liu Hong already knows the pros and cons, he will naturally make his own decision. Even Zhang Liang can only make slight changes, let alone Sang Wen.

Sang Wen bit her red lips lightly and retreated reluctantly.

Fan boldly opened it, allowing the ascetic monk Yu Ping to enter the past.

Sang Wen's eyes met Yu Ping's.

Yu Ping had no expression on his face, he just sighed in his heart.

They, the ascetics, believed in the temple, especially him, who had mastered physiognomy and magic.

I believe in two words: fate and destiny!
Fate is predetermined by heaven, and fortune is like the tide, with its ups and downs.

The door was closed again. Liu Hong sat on the chair, his face still pale. He smiled slightly when he saw Yu Ping.

"I remember you were quite shocked when you saw my face before, and you mistook me for a natural talent. Do you still think so now?"

Yu Ping knew that Liu Hong was testing him.

It's a test to see what other abilities Qingmiao has besides influencing people's hearts and minds.

After calming himself down, Yu Ping looked at Liu Hong's face again.

The dragon's face remained the same, with a very strong purple aura on his forehead and almost no green aura.

However, there was a ball of black gas tightly wrapped around his forehead, which looked like... a threshold.

"Grand Commander, I will not change a word of my words. You are a man of heaven, born with the appearance of a dragon. Although you are in some trouble now, I believe you can definitely cross the dragon gate and become a real dragon!"

Yu Ping's tone was firm and his voice was sonorous and powerful.

Liu Hong smiled and didn't take it to heart.

Liu Ying was sleeping soundly, and it was unknown when he was held in Hong Zhu's arms.

"Please help me look after Liu Ying again!"

Yu Ping's eyes flashed, he bowed respectfully and looked at Liu Ying's face.

It was as if he had seen something incredible, his face was horrified, and sweat from his forehead kept falling to the ground.

"Life, life disappeared?"

Yu Ping murmured to himself, as if he had seen something incredible.

Then he shook his head and said, no, this is not the end of life.

But the Grand Commander was still hesitant.

Liu Hong finally became serious. This guy really has some real skills.

Like Sang Wen, he initially thought that Yu Ping was one of those speculators who used the identity of an ascetic monk to cheat people.

Now that I think about it, although the mages in the world of Joy of Life are not as orthodox as the warriors, there is a reason why they have been passed down for so long.

Yu Ping knelt on the ground with a thud.

He felt secretly bitter in his heart. He originally thought that it was a friendly gesture from the Grand Commander towards Qing Temple, but now it seems that it is not a good thing.

If he said something wrong, I'm afraid that not only the aristocratic families headed by the Fan family, but even Zhang Liang and others would find a chance to kill him.

Dissuade Liu Hong from abolishing the eldest son.

Liu Hong stared at Yu Guang quietly, his voice unquestionable.

"Say!"

Yu Guang lowered his head and gritted his teeth.

"Grand Commander, your son has two lives!"

Liu Hong couldn't deny that this was definitely not what was meant literally. Yu Ping saw that Liu Hong didn't care at all, so he emphasized his tone.

"One is the fate of a vassal king, rich and noble for life. The other is the fate of an emperor who dies young, with a nominal title and depressed for life."

Liu Hong was stunned. This was actually no different from what he had imagined.

Can we see this step just from the face?

He waved his hand, indicating that Yu Ping could leave.

Sometimes, it's enough to just listen to what these fortune tellers say.

When Liu Hong let Yu Ping into the general's mansion, he had already made a decision in his mind.

Yu Ping felt as if he had been pardoned. He quickly pushed open the study door and fled in a panic.

Liu Ying didn't know when he woke up. He looked at Liu Hong with a pair of bright eyes and giggled.

He doesn't seem to be afraid of strangers at all.

Hong Zhu held Liu Ying in his arms and gently fed him rice porridge.

Liu Ying changed his posture comfortably and started to eat the rice porridge, which looked particularly sweet.

Liu Hong slowly stood up, looked at his plump and fair eldest son, stretched out his fingers and teased him gently for a while.

He let out a long sigh.

"My child, you have a very bad life! Your father is not a good father, and your mother is not a good mother either."

Hong Zhu lowered his head and quickly coaxed Liu Ying to sleep.

Zhang Liang didn't know when he got the news. He stood behind Liu Hong, knelt on the ground, lowered his head and said nothing.

"Zhang Liang, you actually know everything, right?"

Liu Hong turned around and looked at his most trusted adviser, and for the first time, there was a hint of anger in his eyes.

No one knows Liu Hong better than Zhang Liang.

Zhang Liang not only absorbed Liu Hong's advanced ideas, but also constantly combined them with reality.

When Liu Hong was the governor of Kyoto, he thought about proposing a revolutionary program and guiding ideology.

At the very least, let everyone in the world and your subordinates know what you want to do.

But Zhang Liang stopped him. He wanted Liu Hong to rebel and declare himself king while accumulating the power of the world and announcing his ideas to the world.

This is to prevent Fan Xian and other reformists from plagiarizing and copying the revolutionary ideas, changing them beyond recognition and losing the support of the people.

Liu Hong heard all of this.

But Liu Hong didn't expect that Zhang Liang would even plot against his own son.

Is this still the Zhang Liang who was wise and self-protective?
"If Liu Ying becomes the eldest son, or even the crown prince, it will further weaken the resistance of the forces around Emperor Qing. It will also unite my people firmly, and they will have no other determination."

"That's a good point, and I have never denied it! But the road you paved for him is a dead end."

When Liu Hong said this, he couldn't help but punch the pillar.

If anything happens, just let him bear the responsibility alone. Why involve your own son!

Zhang Liang looked up with a gloomy look in his eyes.

"Sir, it's not easy enough for you to start your own business from scratch, and you also set up a revolutionary ideal to make the lives of the people of the world a little better."

"You should know how many people's interests will be affected by this. You are destined to become the founding emperor. Even if there are stains, you cannot bear the infamy for all eternity."

This is political correctness. Even the founding monarch has an indelible stain.

Those who have ulterior motives will probably make a big fuss and overturn all of Liu Hong's efforts.

Liu Hong weaved a beautiful dream, while Zhang Liang weaved a big net.

This big net firmly binds all those who have disloyalty in the world, using the life of an emperor to intimidate people all over the world!

Zhang Liang suddenly raised his head, stared at Liu Hong with bright eyes, and raised his arms and shouted.

"Sir, you said there has never been a revolution or reform without bloodshed, even the Restoration was absolutely the same."

"Then I dare to ask, sir, are you willing to sacrifice your son for the revolution?"

"If you don't want to, it's not too late. I will take all the blame on you!"

Liu Hong's eyes became blank and his face turned terrifyingly pale.

I closed my eyes in despair,
Now Liu Hong finally understands how difficult life was for the former revolutionaries.

For the sake of ideals, I am willing to sacrifice my life.

But what if I have to sacrifice my own son?
(End of this chapter)