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Chapter 8 Looking back suddenly

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    Jian Shangshu is worthy of being a treacherous and muddy master. Jing Qi underestimated his shamelessness. After Jian Sizong realized what was going on, he didn't hit a pillar or a wall, and he didn't cry, make trouble, and hang himself.  He rolled his eyes, stretched his legs, and passed by.

    Well, this time you can say nothing and save everything.

    He Lianyi raised his face slightly, Zhao Mingji sang and sighed three times, and the officials were fighting with each other, he gradually became a little numb to hearing, his eyes raised his head in a daze, and he didn't know what to do.  Suddenly, he made a motion of looking up like Wuxi.

    He felt that his eyes were very sad, and he wanted to yell, you all shut up, he wanted to slap the table and shout loudly, "Look at you group of saints' disciples, disciples of the emperor, what kind of stuff are you?"  I want to say that those who corrupted Chao Gang and the vicious remnants of southern Xinjiang were all pulled out and chopped down!

    But he can't say anything, can't do anything.  He is just a superfluous person who has just been allowed to attend the hearing and has the name of the East Palace, let alone real power, who will be laughed at even if he says a word.  Don't say too much, don't take a wrong step, even if there are brothers who are eyeing him waiting to pull him off the horse, and he is still walking on eggshells, how can he have the ability to meddle in other people's affairs?

    He remembered Zhou Taifu's lecture on history. Zhou Taifu said that when the country is about to perish, evildoers will come out.

    The main hall is still there, but the sky in Daqing is about to collapse.

    Once there was a farce, Jing Qi wanted to laugh, but He Lianyi wanted to cry.  But maybe whether you want to cry or laugh, the mood is the same.

    But Wuxi knelt there calmly, extremely calm.  He doesn't think he did anything wrong, and he doesn't regret it.  The finger of the man called "His Royal Highness" was about to poke his nose. He didn't understand most of what he said, but he also knew it was not a good word.

    "His intentions are sinister enough to be punished!"

    This means to kill him.  Wuxi understood, he turned his head and glanced at the excited prince He Lianzhao, who seemed to have some deep hatred with him, and thought, if he had known that they were going to kill him because of this, he would have stopped falling in love just now.  Let that old bastard surnamed Jian bleed to see his dead ghost father and forget it.

    The Vasa people in their southern Xinjiang are the most genuine people. They eat when they are hungry, even if it is weeds and bark, and they fall asleep when they are sleepy.  Be with her all my life, treat her well, never change my mind, when friendly guests come, treat each other with good wine, everyone in the world can be brothers, and when meeting enemies, there are not so many hypocritical names, no matter what  Whether the teacher is famous or the teacher is unknown, if there is hatred in the heart, the other party will pay for it with blood. If the other party's cramps and skins can relieve the hatred, then cramps and skins.  If you can't defeat the enemy and are killed by the other party, as well as your own relatives, friends, and clan brothers, as long as the Vasa clan is not dead, this hatred must be passed on from generation to generation.

    I have never heard of a man from the Vasa tribe who was bullied outside and would hide in a cowardly manner. He only dared to hold grudges in his heart like a Central Plains man, and only dared to salivate and covet like a grass dog.  You have to wait until the other party is down and out of luck before you dare to step forward and pooh.

    He thought, what the great wizard said to make him endure is actually wrong¡ªfor the sake of his people, he should not bow down, he wants to represent the man of the Great God Jiaxi, if even he becomes a man who only wags his tail and begs for mercy, nods and bows  What should the tribe do?

    This is a very sad era, the prosperity has seen its decline, and the heroes are fledgling, they can only watch the bears prevail, and the unwillingness and grief are suppressed in the hearts of the children prematurely, let them grow up in such power  , Waiting to tilt out the anger towards the whole world, and turn it into a force that will destroy everything.

    Jing Qi gradually couldn't laugh anymore, he sighed softly, feeling a little helpless as an outsider in his heart, at first he felt that the witch boys in southern Xinjiang were a bit hateful, at such a young age, they must be punished like this,  He didn't have the slightest tolerance for people, but now he looked at Wuxi who was kneeling in the middle without saying a word, and realized that the child's eyes were just too dark, not evil, but too stubborn.

    The way he stared at people coldly, like a little beast that was injured and unable to move, was fierce and proud.

    The eldest prince He Lianzhao kowtowed vigorously on the ground: "Royal father, this is a sign of chaos in the country, if you don't kill this person, I'm afraid that the hearts of the courtiers will be chilled!"

    The second prince, He Lianqi, chuckled lightly: "Brother, what you said is really heartbreaking. Southern Xinjiang is a land of wild thorns and doesn't know how to be polite. He is just a little baby who can't be pinched. According to you,  If I don't force my father to kill this little boy, then my father will disregard the country and society and destroy the Great Wall by himself, which will chill the hearts of civil and military officials in the court? I don't know my lords, whose heart has been chilled?"

    his eyesNow, I know what happened. Later, I will point you to a gentleman with first-class knowledge and character. If you have time to come to the palace to accompany me, it will not be in vain that I have loved you for so many years.  "

    After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

    Jing Qi suddenly remembered that in the last life, He Lianpei also hinted faintly that he would point him to a teacher so that he would not have to enter the palace anymore, but at that time he was only thinking about He Lianyi, and he didn't realize what he was  mean.

    The officials sent the emperor away and left one after another. He Lianqi smiled and bowed to He Lianzhao.  The confused emperor, after all, is not completely confused in his heart, and he really planned for himself, hinting that he should not get involved in the ugly battles of his sons.

    It's a pity that He Lianpei's painstaking efforts were in vain when he was young.

    Jing Qi suddenly felt that the emperor was just a poor man who was lonely and unable to control himself.

    Not far away, Chen Yuanshan, Minister of Honglu Temple, was talking to Wuxi. Chen Yuanshan was polite to everyone, and he would not offend this animal-like witch boy from Southern Xinjiang too much.

    The emperor's will has come down, and he is always not good, so he does not say hello and perfunctory, so he made a smiling face on the spot, and then walked towards Wuxi.

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