Fantasy: The Supporting Role Does Not Want To Be A Younger Brother

The king city rarely stopped for two days, and the three brothers of the Qi family gathered their own troops, as if a bigger battle was brewing.

The inner courtyard of Li's house became Ji Changju's private residence, and the old boy Li Mingde didn't know what was going on. Since then, he has never entered the inner courtyard.

Now it's Ji Changju's family for lunch, Zhou Yu, Li Yan'er, Li Ziyang, a family of four, eating and chatting happily.

Li Ziyang said while eating: "Father, a lot of people want to see you recently, and they are all begging to come to me, can you see me?"

Ji Changju asked, "Who are there?"

"A lot. Others can be pushed away, but the eldest prince and the second prince have come to the door. After all, this is someone else's territory... You see?"

Ji Changju chuckled: "You kid, have you been soft on receiving money recently?"

Li Ziyang smirked and said: "Hey, it's really a little bit. It's not important whether it's money or not. The main thing is that Ji Ziyang wants to save face. If you meet me, Ji Ziyang, you have to say hello respectfully."

Zhou Yu was stunned, looking at the silly eldest son he gave birth to: "You bastard, how old are you to give you face, and when did you change your surname Ji?"

Li Ziyang put down the bowl and chopsticks, and said sternly: "Mother, my father is Ji Changju, the young master of the Ji family, and I am his son, so why don't I just call Ji Ziyang!"

"By the way, mom and dad, give me a Ji family token, a status symbol."

Zhou Yu and Li Yan'er were dumbfounded, they had never seen such a brazen person, especially Li Yan'er, she kept silent after knowing this complicated relationship. Just as Zhou Yu was about to say something, a hand reached into his Huaguo Mountain. Ji Changju smiled and said, "Okay, I will order someone to do it for you."

"Husband, you... oops."

"Such a filial eldest son, this little thing is fine, as long as he doesn't die, it's enough to keep him safe and sound."

Don't underestimate a token, it is not only a symbol, but also has a lot of practical significance. Enjoying the resources and environment of Ji's disciples can also avoid a lot of trouble, especially what Ji Changju gave.

"It's still my father, you see my mother is angry."

Zhou Yu couldn't tell if he was suffering. It was because your father was not serious. He asked angrily, "Where's your father?"

Li Ziyang pretended to be confused: "Which father, isn't my father here?"

"You, stop talking nonsense, let me ask you what he is doing?" Since following Ji Changju, Zhou Yu has not heard anything outside the window, and has not been out of the inner courtyard for a long time.

"Well...he has been working out for the elders recently. He goes to the elders' home every day. He seems to have been influenced by my father. Now he seems to be a different person.

"Hahahahahaha..."

Seeing Li Ziyang talking incessantly, Ji Changju laughed and kneaded his hands unconsciously. He also found it interesting about Li Mingde, at least he didn't want to kill him now.

"Dad, look at the eldest prince and brothers..." Rarely amused by this stepfather, Li Ziyang secretly praised his wit

Ji Changju replied meaningfully: "In this way, let them play with you in person for a few days, and then bring them over, do you understand?"

Li Ziyang smiled lewdly: "Understood, it's rare to have such a good head, so I must have fun and then talk about it."

As for Li Ziyang, Ji Changju has also investigated. The fourteen-fifteen-year-old playboy only knows how to spend time and money, but he has not done any major evil. He is a little smart and a little lacking.

After lunch, the brothers and sisters left, and Zhou Ping finally broke out: "Bastard, I will bite you to death!"

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In the palace of King Lu, the eunuchs and maids ran to each other, and even the concubines were frowning. The old king saw that the day was worse than the day, and he was worried about his future.

In the Qiankun Hall, the old king was lying with a sigh of relief, and the entire hall was protected to death. Two noble women were talking beside the bed.

Ji Changju appeared in the main hall in an instant, which made the two women startled: "Bold, who are you, don't get out yet!"

Ji Changju walked forward with a chuckle: "The queen and the princess are truly stunning, not bad!"

A tall and slender figure, enchanting figure, a phoenix dress and a phoenix crown, there is a kind of nobility in the gorgeousness, and the cold and arrogant face also makes people feel majestic and noble.

"Presumptuous! Come on, drag it out..."

Before the words were finished, the two felt unable to speak, unable to move, only their eyes could move, and it seemed that no movement was heard outside. Ji Changju kneaded each other's rabbits in front of the two of them, taking a cup of tea, The two girls were in tears.

In the end Ji Changju came to the old king's side, closed his eyes and gasped for breath, as if his fate was over.

Ji Changju put one hand on the old king's chest, and ran the exercise to deliver a huge amount of infuriating energy. The old man, who was pale and bloodless, turned ruddy.

"Cough cough."

The old king opened his eyes and looked at the person in front of him: "Are you... Ji Changju?"

"The old king has good eyesight, I haven't seen him for many years and still know me!"

The old king said excitedly: "Does the true monarch have a way to treat me?"

Ji Changju shook his head: "You have run out of life, so you can't force it."

There are many ways, just why save you, old age and not dying is a thief, how can the people behind you not die.

The old king didn't give up: "Is there really no way? I can make Lu Guo surrender to the Ji family!"

"The general trend can't change anything. Look at which top power has established a country? The cause and effect are too heavy, and many people don't want to be involved. A flowing dynasty, an immortal clan!"

The old king was in a low mood: "I also know that the lifespan of kings and emperors in the past has been greatly reduced, and even the lifespan of ordinary monks is not as good as that of ordinary monks. Sigh, what are you doing here, tell me."

"I want to borrow your Wang Yin for a use!"

The old king's face was gloomy: "You also participated, who did you choose?"

Ji Changju shook his head and took out the imperial decree he had written and handed it to him, and said, "I think it's not a matter of one sentence to choose who. My words are better than yours."

In common sense, this is a great treason. If you are in the country of Lu, you are a native of the country of Lu. No matter which force or sect is, they are all inclusive of the country, but some people are too powerful.

Ji Changju's words left the old king speechless. He took the imperial decree and opened it to see. There were two women behind him, but their eyes lit up.

"Ji Changju, you are deceiving people too much!" The old king was furious after reading the imperial decree

Ji Changju sneered, "Do you have a choice?"

"You, you, I will not seal it, unless you extend my life, I will even give you the entire harem." The old king said frantically

"I don't need it, just the queen and princess beside me, I can get it in front of you, I don't need you to send it." Ji Changju's words were very indifferent

The old king no longer speaks, his heart is broken, a generation of emperors will eventually die, Ji Changju and others are a little impatient: "Why don't I continue to let you hang your life and fall asleep until you die, and I will seal the big seal myself."

"Good Ji Changju, back when I was drinking with your father, you were still a little brat, it's really a new generation replacing the old, I'll cover..."

The king's seal was taken out from a box and tremblingly printed on the imperial decree. The older one gets, the more afraid of death.

"Do you think my three sons, who can succeed?"

"All three of them have a chance. It just depends on how to choose. You can rest assured that none of them will die!"

After Ji Changju finished speaking, he disappeared into the hall, and the old king muttered to himself, "None of them will die? It's okay, it's okay."

"You two, get out too, and bother me again. I'll let you two be buried with me first. I've done enough to you in my life, and I have forgotten some concubines..."