Chapter 1: To overthrow the legitimate ruler is to be disloyal

  The scorching sun is like fire, shining brightly on people.

  On the vast land, a magnificent city stands proudly, this is the capital of the Great Zhou Kingdom, Zhou Du.

  In the center of Zhou Du, there stands a majestic imperial city with bright yellow glazed tiles, elegant and magnificent. Inside, it is even more resplendent with flowers and brocades, grand and luxurious.

  It was an imperial palace, with strict natural defenses. In a passageway, a group of guards stood solemnly, their armor shining brightly, their presence intimidating.

  "Bang bang bang."

  Suddenly a series of footsteps came from afar and drew near, a young man carrying a bag slowly approached.

  This young man is neither an imperial eunuch nor a palace guard, and his attire is relatively ordinary, not dressed like a prince. Walking in the palace, he looks very suspicious.

  However, the guards around him were no longer surprised. Because this young man was the eldest son of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Zhou Jian.

  This king's eldest son had no other hobbies, he just liked to insert his hands into the sand, and it was still in an iron pot, with a fierce fire burning underneath, scalding hot boiling sand.

  Back and forth, inserting, don't know what to do.

  After that, it seems that some medicine was used, and the hospital had to be visited every few days to take the medicine. It has been seven or eight years now, and this Wang Changzi also has the nickname of Tie Sha Wangzi.

  However, there is one eunuch who dares not to mock him openly. In the imperial palace, hierarchy is paramount, unless you have a strong backing, it's really not good to offend this Grand Prince.

  At this time, a group of imperial guards, eunuchs and palace maids surrounded two young men who were walking slowly towards this side.

  One of them was handsome in appearance, tall and slender, dressed in prince's attire, with a faint smile on his face, looking elegant and noble.

  Another man was also handsome and slender, dressed in finery, but his eyes seemed slightly gloomy, looking somewhat ominous.

  "But is big brother ahead?"

  Very soon, a group of people arrived in front of them. The elegant and refined young man smiled slightly at Zhou Jian and said.

  This tone, as if it's the first time seeing his older brother.

  Logically speaking, this is indeed somewhat absurd.

  However, the nearby guards did not think it was absurd.

  Many sympathetic guards sighed in their hearts. The great Zhou state was thrown into chaos because of the struggle between the legitimate and illegitimate sons.

  The man who called Zhou Jian "Big Brother" was the Second Prince of the Great Zhou Empire, Zhou Feng. Judging from their appearance, it seemed that Zhou Feng was the legitimate son, while Zhou Jian was a bastard born to his stepmother. However, this was not the case - Zhou Jian was actually the rightful heir to the throne of the Great Zhou Dynasty, being the eldest legitimate son born to the Queen Consort.

  This week's wind is finally coming out.

  Since ancient times, overthrowing the legitimate ruler is equivalent to rebellion.

  That was over a decade ago, when Queen Zhao disappeared and Concubine Deng rose to power. The king's second son, Zhou Feng, illegitimately seized the throne in the palace. Meanwhile, the king's eldest son, Zhou Jian, has been imprisoned for over ten years.

  All along, no one has been in charge, no one has asked about it, and even few people are willing to talk to this person. As a result, the personality is introverted, playing with iron sand every day. Some people even suspect that Wang's eldest son may not even distinguish between male and female deer.

  In the morning, there were also many people who felt sorry for the eldest son. However, Deng Guifei's power was too great, and most people dared not speak out, even if someone did dare to speak, they would be dealt with by Deng Guifei early on.

  "Who are you?"

  Zhou Feng didn't know Zhou Jian, and Zhou Jian naturally didn't know Zhou Feng either.

  "Big brother, I'm your second brother." Zhou Feng's face broke into a smile as he said.

  "Second brother? It seems there is such a person." Zhou Jian thought for a moment and nodded.

  Some of the guards sighed, this king's eldest son was about five years old when he lost his status, and indeed remembered having a younger brother. However, after more than ten years had passed, even if he wasn't stupid or foolish, he should have been slow to react. But this king's eldest son thought for a moment and then remembered, truly a wise person. If placed in an ordinary environment to grow up, he would definitely become a capable ruler in the future.

  What a pity.

  It seems that Zhou Jian still remembers him, and Zhou Feng is also somewhat surprised. After more than a decade of solitary confinement, not many people are willing to talk to him, loneliness has been his constant companion, yet he still has such quick reflexes.

  At the same time, Zhou Feng's heart also rose with some murderous intentions.

  Wang Di's eldest son, Zhou Jian, no matter how he lost power, is the orthodox heir, while Zhou Feng is just a younger son born out of wedlock.

  Indeed, as these guards thought, Zhou Feng wanted to be the crown prince, which was to overthrow the legitimate son with an illegitimate one, and that would be unfilial.

  For Zhou Feng, the more stupid and dull Zhou Jian is, the better. Zhou Jian thought that after being imprisoned by his elder brother for over ten years, playing with sand every day, he should be extremely stupid. Now it seems that he has a super memory.

  This naturally triggered Zhou Feng's vigilance and killing intent.

  A murderous intent flashed in his mind, but Zhou Feng's face showed no signs of it. Instead, he smiled and said: "Big brother, may I have a word with you?"

  "May I have a word with you? Why, I think it's quite all right here." Zhou Jian said doubtfully, but his heart was coldly laughing.

  If an ordinary person were imprisoned for over a decade, with hardly anyone to talk to, they would surely become mentally handicapped. Why didn't Zhou Jian become like that? It's because Zhou Jian wasn't a person of this world; in his past life, he was proficient in the ancient martial art of Iron Sand Palm and was also an expert in mechanics.

  Died inexplicably during a trip and came to this world. Became the so-called Crown Prince, had a pretty good life from a young age. But later the situation changed.

  The illegitimate child's fist is big, while the legitimate eldest son is actually down on his luck.

  Regarding Zhou Feng's request to take a step back and talk, Zhou Jian certainly knew that there might be some secret matters happening. He wanted to find a secluded place to discuss it. But why did he have to cooperate?

  Anyway, his identity is a crown prince who has been imprisoned for over ten years, even if he's not stupid, he has no heart or mind.

  "This." Zhou Feng heard this and felt a slight headache. It seemed that this big brother was just good at remembering things, and indeed had a pure heart like white paper, without any ulterior motives.

  This slightly comforted Zhou Feng's heart. He hesitated for a moment, then said to the guards around him, "Leave for a while, I have some private words to discuss with my brother."

  "Agreed."

  The guards, the inner attendants, and the palace maids all responded in unison and turned to leave. Soon, only Zhou Jian, Zhou Feng, and the young man who had come with Zhou Feng were left inside.

  "What's this?" Zhou Jian looked at the young man and asked.

  "This is Brother's cousin, Deng Yun." Zhou Feng explained.

  Introduced by Zhou Feng, but this Deng Yun seemed to have no intention of meeting with Da Wangzi at all, and had a look of impatience on his face.

  "Oh."

  Zhou Jian nodded slightly, with a cold smile in his heart. So it was someone from Deng Guifei's family, no wonder they were so arrogant.

  "Hey big brother, don't you want to go out?" Zhou Feng said in a low voice after introducing Deng Yun.

  Zhou Jian's expression didn't change upon hearing this, but his heart skipped a beat.

  In fact, Zhou Jian's survival was extremely unexpected. He had lost the protection of his mother, Empress Wang, and as the eldest son, he should have been a thorn in the flesh and a nail in the eye of Deng Guifei, who should have eliminated him early on.

  To understand this issue, one must have access to information, but Zhou Jian's news is extremely closed off. For over a decade, Zhou Jian had no idea what was happening outside, or what events were occurring in the imperial court.

  However, Zhou Jian later understood that there must be other forces at play to balance things out, so for over a decade, he was only imprisoned and not killed.

  For over a decade, he hadn't heard or asked about anything, but this week, the wind suddenly spoke to him and asked if he wanted to go out.

  For someone who has been imprisoned for over a decade, freedom should be a great temptation. However, for Zhou Jian, it's not. He has an adult mindset and uses mature wisdom to consider things.

  A younger son of a concubine who has gained power says to an older son of the legitimate wife who has lost power, "My brother is taking care of you and letting you out." Can this be believed? It's possible that there's some credibility to it, and indeed he was let out. But Zhou Jian dares to bet that even if he did go out, he would only have been moved to a different place of imprisonment.

  And this imperial palace, he will never be able to return again. Excluding him, the eldest son of the king, this imperial palace is the world of the illegitimate sons of the king.

  Zhou Jian's first reaction was not only to doubt the credibility of Zhou Feng's words, but also to suddenly think of many things. Having had no news for over a decade, he has now arrived. Perhaps something big happened in the imperial court.

  But still no one should lay a hand on him, if they were going to take action, this conversation wouldn't be happening now.

  "I don't want to." Various thoughts flashed through his mind, but Zhou Jian shook his head and said.

  "Uh-huh."

  This time, Zhou Feng was stunned. A person who had been imprisoned for over ten years was asked if he wanted to go out, and he actually said no. What's wrong with this brain? Maybe the effect of more than ten years of life is still there.

  Even if memory is good and reflection is okay, but essentially it's already stupid.

  Deng Yun's face flashed with a few points of appreciation, greatly appreciating Zhou Jian's state at this moment. How stupid, stupid, only then can Zhou Feng ascend to the position of Crown Prince, and finally become the King of Zhou. As Deng Guifei's maternal family, they also rise with the tide.

  The benefits in here are simply astonishing.

  "My younger brother knows that I like to play with sand, but what's so fun about playing with sand? It can even hurt your hands. And outside, there are plenty of more interesting things to play with. There are Mercedes-Benz horses, flying eagles, and even beautiful dragon fish." Zhou Feng took a deep breath and said in a tempting tone.

  "Want to play? Maybe."

  In Zhou Jian's eyes, a few moments of daze flashed by.

  Since coming into this world, Zhou Jian had a very good childhood, but the more than ten years of his life that followed were spent in confinement. Zhou Jian's journey was not smooth sailing, he too had felt unbearable at times.

  Does Zhou Jian have a dream? Yes, break free from this cage and take control of himself.

  Freedom. He yearns for freedom, a boundless sky, and a world where he can roam freely.

  Zhou Jian had never really been in contact with this world, but when he was a child, his mother often told him that this world was very vast and the place where he lived was called Feng Xing Continent.

  On the mainland, there are not only horned horses and dragon fish, but also various powerful demons, and even people who can fly in the air.

  Even he knew that this second son of the king, although seemingly calm and harmless, must have some cultivation.

  His ancient martial art, Iron Sand Palm, may seem like a game to these people. But it's his only way to break free from this cage. To walk out of this imperial palace, to break free, the help and words offered by others are just mirages, illusions.

  Especially what this second prince said in front of me can be regarded as farting.

  Only his own means is the most real.

  I am only bound by this imperial palace, if I can stand under the free sky, I will become stronger than anyone else.

  Zhou Jian let out a furious roar in his heart.