Chapter 443: Reminiscence of the Late Crown Prince
Guan Zhixin's laughter echoed all around.
"Young Master, you won't kill me. When you know all the truth, not only will you not kill me, you might even thank me!"
"Oh!"
"You hurt my son and harmed me to this extent, and you still want me to thank you?"
"dream!"
As she spoke, she raised her voice.
"Come out, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
Gu Jingchun took two steps back and took out a small round "firecracker" from his arms.
But at this moment, the door behind him was suddenly closed.
Guan Zhixin's voice was filled with pride.
"Young Master, stop resisting and give up!"
"Now, if you really light this thing on fire, you'll only end up hurting yourself."
Hearing this, Lan Xin became even more worried.
"Miss, what should I do? The door is closed."
As she spoke, she went over and tried to open the door.
However, for some reason, this door, although obviously very old and worn, was so strong that no matter how hard Lan Xin tried, she couldn't move it at all.
Seeing this, Lan Xin became more worried, and there was a bit more panic in her eyes.
But Gu Jingchun chuckled.
He just put away the firecrackers in his hand.
"Not bad, you've become a lot smarter."
"Come on, what exactly do you want to tell me?"
Gu Jingchun said this and looked around again.
When Lan Xin saw it, she immediately understood. She searched the dilapidated temple and finally found a chair. She cleaned it and moved it over.
Gu Jingchun sat down slowly and pretended to listen attentively, which made Guan Zhixin stunned for a moment.
"Hahaha, you are truly worthy of being our young master. Such magnanimity and courage are beyond your reach."
As soon as he finished speaking, a loud noise suddenly came from the dilapidated temple, and the Buddha statue in front of Gu Jingchun was suddenly moved away.
Behind the original Buddha statue, there was a white-haired old man sitting.
He was wearing a Taoist robe and holding a whisk, looking very pure and elegant.
But his eyes were full of greed and calculation.
When Gu Jingchun saw him, he just snorted coldly.
"I haven't seen you for a while, it seems you are doing well.
This wheelchair has been replaced with a new one. I just wonder, every time you push this wheelchair, have you ever thought about how your legs became disabled?
"Otherwise, how dare you come and provoke me again!"
Guan Zhixin had a smile on his face, and looked at Gu Jingchun with a look of relief.
"No!"
"I don't blame the young master."
"Every time I see my legs, I feel that my young master is truly capable, and it's worth all my years of careful instruction."
"This proves that I was not wrong about you before. Young Master, you indeed have the demeanor of our master back then. Only you can help our master fulfill her last wish."
Gu Jingchun snorted coldly.
"Guan Zhixin, remember, I am not your master, not in the past and not in the future.
As for the favor we had as master and disciple, I repaid it long ago when I crippled your legs.
I don’t care what tricks you are trying to play now, but if I see you again, you will not leave alive.”
As Gu Jingchun spoke, he pressed the mechanism in his hand.
In an instant, three daggers were shot out in succession, but when they approached Guan Zhixin, they were all blocked by a shield that suddenly appeared.
Guan Zhixin had a smile on his face.
"Young Master, don't waste your energy. I taught you all these skills. Even though you have made some progress now, I have taken precautions. You can't hurt me."
Gu Jingchun's previous move was just a test. Now he is sure that Guan Zhixin is prepared, but he also has an idea in mind.
She leaned back and spoke again.
"Guan Zhixin, stop talking nonsense and tell me everything you know so I can send you on your way."
Guan Zhixin was not angry at all after hearing this.
Mao Zixiao, who was behind him, pushed Guan Zhixin and walked slowly forward, his eyes meeting Gu Jingchun's.
"My dear little master, even though you have never let me call you my little master, you must understand that you are my little master."
"Because my master was once the most noble person in the world."
When Gu Jingchun heard this, his gaze fell on Guan Zhixin's face, and his eyes stared at him closely.
Until Guan Zhixin said that.
"Jingchun, your father is not that incompetent Gu Weiang, and your mother is not that foolish woman Chu Qianlan.
Your father was the crown prince of the previous dynasty, Anrong Kingdom, and the actual ruler of Anrong Kingdom, known for his benevolence, Li Wenci.
And your mother is an extraordinary woman. Her name is Fu Shiyu. She has the most advanced ideas, the smartest brain, and is the most open-minded and insightful.
And you, having inherited all the strengths of both of them, are a natural born leader."
When Gu Jingchun heard this, he felt relieved because it confirmed what he was thinking.
"Who are you then?"
Guan Zhixin chuckled.
"I?"
"I'm just a nobody."
"A very inconspicuous craftsman in the East Palace."
As Guan Zhixin spoke, he seemed to be lost in memories.
"Back then, I was ostracized and suppressed in the East Palace because of my good craftsmanship."
"Later, Master Fu came and said she wanted to make something strange, so she gathered all the craftsmen and gave them some drawings."
"But those people aren't craftsmen at all. It's fine if they're asked to make something simple, but how could they possibly make something this complicated?"
"So, even if those people looked down on me, they had no choice but to hand over the drawings to me."
"And I spent a day and a night, and finally made it."
But after they took the things, they only wanted to take credit for it.”
"I was so angry that I was going to look for Master Fu, but before I could even see her, I was stopped by those people."
"They wanted to kill me to prevent future trouble."
"They held me in the water and tried to kill me."
"It was the late prince who passed by and saved me."
"After learning the whole story, he punished all the craftsmen and left only me.
At that time, I was just grateful to the former crown prince."
“But later, because of this incident, I was isolated again in the palace. No one wanted to talk to me. They said I was someone who would sell out my companions for my own future.
I was depressed because of this, and then I met the late crown prince.
He enlightened me and told me that in this world, there are many different kinds of voices. We live in the midst of all kinds of voices and can hear all kinds of voices, but we should not be affected by them.
"We must live out ourselves and live our own way."
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