The thirteenth member of the Wu family, whose name is Wu Kangyi, is six years old and very smart. He stared blankly at the seventy-year-old man in front of him, and asked tentatively: "Did you save me?" Chen Guanlou did not show his true face, but appeared in front of Wu Kangyi as a white-haired old man in his seventies. "You didn't have the slightest doubt and just concluded that you were saved by me. Why did you make such a rash judgment? You weren't afraid of jumping from one fire pit into another." The young Wu Kangyi said solemnly like a young adult: "The Wu family is to be executed by the Nine Tribes. There are still two days left for men, women and children. No, there is only one day before they will be beheaded on the execution ground. Compared with the execution of the Nine Tribes, What kind of fire pit is more terrifying? I am intact, it must be you who saved me." "Compared to killing the Nine Tribes, isn't it scary to be castrated to be an eunuch?" Chen Guanlou asked curiously. But Wu Kangyi shook his head and said: "It's useless to castrate and become a eunuch. If I can survive, I would like to join the palace and become a eunuch. At least there will be a glimmer of hope." "You are quite reasonable. Is this your own idea, or did someone tell you this?" "This is my own idea!" Wu Kangyi raised his head and said seriously. Chen Guanlou laughed. No wonder Wu Dashou chose him to inherit the blood of the Wu family. He is mature and sensible far beyond his years, and he is also very smart.
"Are you willing to become my teacher?" "Master, please bow to me, my disciple!" Wu Kangyi knelt down and kowtowed without a second's hesitation. Chen Guanlou stopped him, "Don't be in a hurry to become a disciple. There are some things that I must make clear in advance, and you also need time to think about it. I can't teach you Confucian knowledge, because I am also half-capable, but I can help you I've collected all the textbooks you need to study. I can't teach you martial arts. Kung Fu, because you can't learn my inner skills, but I can collect the world's top mental skills for you. The extent to which you can practice it all depends on your personal talent. There is only one trick I can really teach you, this. The move is called Killing Technique, and he also has a name called Rebellion! Do you dare to learn it?" Wu Kangyi's expression was obviously stunned, and his little face looked very sad. Chen Guanlou didn't force him, he just asked, "Do you dare to rebel? Do you want to rebel? Do you want to take revenge?" "I want revenge!" Wu Kangyi roared angrily. After all, he is still a child, and his emotions overflow and cannot be hidden. Chen Guanlou waved his hand, "You have three options. One is to hide your name, live quietly as a commoner, marry a wife and have children, and continue the bloodline of the Wu family. The matter of revenge will be forgotten from now on. The second is to send you to the border, either north or south, to fight outside the country. You can do whatever you want, whether you are a local emperor or a rich man, you can use your ambitions and talents as much as possible. I will provide you with the financial connections you need in the early stage and protect you who are weak. The third road, the road of rebellion, is also the road to death. It is possible that he died before he was born, or that his business failed before he was halfway through his career. It is even more possible that he was divided into five pieces and the Wu family was cut off from now on. How do you choose? " Wu Kangyi, a young man, had a small face full of sorrow. He was very entangled, conflicted, and painful. He looked at Chen Guanlou, "Are all my family members dead? Grandfather, grandmother, father, mother, eldest sister..." "They are all going to die! No one can escape." "What about me?" "You are dead too! Wu Kangyi died this morning! From now on, your surname cannot be Wu. Please use your mother's surname instead." "My mother's surname is Zhang!" "Then you can call me Zhang Yi or Zhang Yikang from now on." Wu Kangyi lowered his head, suddenly raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and said through gritted teeth: "From now on, my name will be Zhang Yikang. Master, I want to learn to rebel, and I want to die!" "Have you thought about it?"
Chen Guanlou was not surprised at all by his child's choice. He personally experienced the pain of killing the Nine Clan. After being in jail for several months, and being so smart at such a young age, he can naturally understand it, understand the causes and consequences of things, and understand why the Wu family ended up in this situation. Relatives, hundreds of relatives, died. My dearest parents and brothers are all going to die, and no one can escape. He is both lucky and unlucky. From now on, he will bear the blood feud of the Wu family and move forward with a heavy burden. In this life, I'm afraid I won't be able to look happy, happy, or able to breathe. Destined to endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens, live a painful and difficult life. Wu Kangyi, now named Zhang Yikang, knelt on the ground and said with the greatest courage and determination: "Master, I have thought about it, and I have no regrets! I want revenge, I want to learn killing skills, and learn to rebel! I want to overthrow the Song family. Jiangshan, I want to avenge hundreds of members of the Wu family! I want to make the emperor feel miserable." "If you choose this path, you are not allowed to regret it. If you want to quit, you can only die! I will give you three days to think about it! I will come to visit you in three days. Everything in the villa is available to you, and there are dumb servants to serve you. No matter what you do If you choose, I will come to teach you every five days. The apprenticeship ceremony will also be held in three days." After saying that, Chen Guanlou quietly left. The last day of the Wu family. When Wu Xiang met Chen Guanlou, he hesitated several times and wanted to ask but was afraid to ask. Chen Guanlou ignored the other party. It all stops with words. Some things should never be spoken out in order to keep them secret. Until he went to the execution ground, Wu Xiang looked up and saw so many relatives, familiar and unfamiliar. He didn't see Little Thirteen as he wished, and he smiled knowingly. Done! It’s done! Chen Yuucheng is indeed a believer! It actually got done. He doesn't ask! He didn't ask anything! Little Thirteen was not the only one missing from his family. If he asked, it would seem deliberate. As a former prime minister, his every move and every word on the execution ground would be reported to Emperor Jianshi. If he asked, it would fall into the ears of others and leave a trace. All his efforts would be wasted. Therefore, he kept silent, looked indifferent, and ignored the relatives around him. He looked completely disheartened. His attitude obviously pleased the executioner sent by the palace. He must write a big book and report his attitude to Emperor Jianshi. Time's up! Execution! Start killing from the side branches and kill all the way to the main branches! Let Wu Dashou watch all his relatives die in front of him, and then it will be his turn.
When it comes to killing people's hearts, Emperor Jianshi is really well versed in this! Wu Dashou suddenly laughed out loud, and then cried and shed tears of blood! Seeing this, the palace servants hurriedly ordered people to record this scene and paint it with a brush, "Your Majesty will surely be very pleased!" Wu Dashou spat and took the initiative to put his head into the gate, "Chop it off! I will never frown!" The executioner received the order, picked up the dog-head guillotine, shouted, and chopped it down heavily, and the head rolled on the ground. The Wu family, a famous family that had been prosperous for decades, hundreds of years, and passed down for generations, was completely wiped out.