The Queen's Guide to Wealth

Chapter 88
Xie Xian coughed heavily, his originally soft tone became domineering

"Nizi, I can live a few more days as my father, but I just want to reunite my family so that I can see your sister in a hundred years.

Isn't Jinbo thanking my family, how can you have the heart to let her live outside.

How can my Xie family allow what belongs to her to be taken away by others. "

Hearing this, the admiration that Xie Qiming had just had in his heart was broken by Xie Xian's crazy obsession.

He straightened up, looked at his late father, and said with some sadness.

"Do you think that by taking away that chair and letting Jin Bo sit on it, you are comforting Ying Er's spirit in heaven?
Is Yinger so shallow and ignorant in your heart?
Let me tell you the truth, Jinbo is not rare for that chair, and Yinger's wish is definitely not what you think.

You don't understand Yinger at all, and you don't understand me either. What Yinger wants is peace in the world, and everyone can live in this world fairly and justly.

What she wants, what she wants to do, is not the struggle for power that you are thinking about, what she has in her heart is not just the Xie family.

You will never understand Yinger's ideals, so you are not qualified to use her as an excuse to realize your own ambitions.

I will not allow you to bet on your hopes and dreams with her only child and Xie's future as chips. "

Xie Xian never thought that he would be reprimanded by his son when he was old.

Now he doesn't listen to Xie Qiming's advice at all, he only feels that his plan for more than ten years, taking the life of his beloved daughter, can't change anything in the end.

He was not reconciled, he refused to accept, and he did not want to accept such a result. He couldn't bear his son's disobedience to him, and his whole body trembled slightly with anger.

Raising his finger to Xie Qiming, "You, you, you rebellious son, I will drive you out of the house, out of the house."

Xie Qiming naturally didn't want to piss off his old father to death, but the words came to this point. Seeing Xie Xian's current state, he was really afraid that he would be angry at him for something.

She put her hand on his shoulder and pushed Xie Xian who was about to get up back into the chair.

Slowing down his tone, he said, "Father, times have changed, you can no longer hold on to those things.

Let's take you to Qiyue Town tomorrow, your daughter is over there, you should also live a cultivated life with your grandchildren.

A change of environment is good for your health. I'm afraid there will be troubles again in the capital recently. It's fine for you to leave. The Xie family has me. Don't worry. "

After saying that, he called the night guard in the yard to come in and serve him, and he left without giving him a chance to get angry and reprimand him.

In the early morning of the second day, two Xie family carriages and six or seven guards and servants left the capital in a hurry.

Xie Qiming didn't go forward to say goodbye, but just stood in the courtyard and watched the carriage leave.

He didn't deliberately make his old father empty, nor did he intend to snatch the rights in his father's hands.

It's just that in the current situation, I really can't act like my father.

He was also afraid that if there was chaos in the city, and if something happened to him, the Xie family would have no one to take care of him. Sending him out of the city was also to ensure his safety.

As soon as Xie's carriage drove out of the city gate, the guards from the imperial city came to issue the decree.

The soldiers guarding the city couldn't help complaining when they saw the decree, "Okay, what kind of trouble is this? It's not enough to scrape so much oil and water during this period of time."

"Who's to say it's not? There's a lot of scraping, and we haven't seen an increase in our food and pay. This winter's military uniform is still from last year."

"Shh, don't say a few words, the imperial guards coming out of the palace are not easy to mess with, let's just follow the orders from above."

Not long after, the four gates were locked. Fortunately, the sacrifice is still going on today, and there are not many people entering and leaving the city gate, although the fee for entering and leaving the city gate has been increased.

Those who caught up could at most complain a few words, but no trouble was caused.

Officials and soldiers who were transferred to collect tax money did not have such a good life.

In order to quickly accumulate wealth, Jinyi specially dispatched the guards in the imperial city to maintain order.

Those small merchants and peddlers drew their knives to scare them at the slightest complaint. Originally, they were only able to make ends meet by doing a small business, so the income they made was not enough to pay taxes.

But succumbing to force can only accept fate and take money.

This is just the prologue of a man-made disaster, a huge disaster, which started from the peddler who resisted the candied haws.

The two grandparents in the village were thinking about the time when they would return to the village. The old man was also very happy to see the happy and contented grandson.

After turning a street corner and arriving at the yard where the ox carts were parked, the good-looking grandson was attracted by the strings of crystal-clear candied haws.

He refused to go forward without saying anything, and insisted on clamoring for food.

The old man had no choice but to take out two copper coins from his breast pocket and buy him a bunch.

At this moment, a group of guards with knives, surrounded by tax collectors, came out from the corner of the street.

Everyone moved to the side of the street, waiting for them to pass by. Unexpectedly, the group of people approached and grabbed the peddler and demanded tax money.

The peddler was frightened, and he left the haystack with candied haws and ran away. It didn't matter that he ran, knocking down the pedestrians on the street and the vendors on the side of the road.

A series of chain reactions started from this moment, and no one knew what happened.

I only saw someone running in front and someone chasing behind. It was a long street, washed up in a mess.

I don't know who yelled, "Officers and soldiers beat people~!" This made the scene even more chaotic.

The business on this street is only separated from the crowd of worshipers over there by a bluestone road.

The chaotic and noisy voice instantly overwhelmed the pious prayers on the altar, and the dust raised was more choking than the smoke of incense.

In an instant, the chaos spread to the side of the altar, and the trampling and collisions spread from the periphery to the center.

Those men and women who were wearing blue shirts to maintain order were also coerced into it, and they were already unable to stand still, let alone maintain any order.

Thousands of people rushed towards the center of the altar like a tide, completely losing the ability to move freely, and could only rush forward with the crowd.

Those who accidentally fall have no chance to get up again.

The originally peaceful and solemn sacrifice instantly turned into a purgatory on earth, with cries and howls resounding through the sky, and the people in it seemed to be marching in a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Nan Zhu, who was on the high tower, was stunned by this sudden situation, his blood surged, and he felt dizzy all of a sudden.

How incompetent he is. He failed to accomplish any of the things Master told him to do.

Jin Yi, an idiot, really doesn't know what kind of stupid thing she did.

How much effort he has spent trying to get the country back on track, this one or two can't help, and don't keep adding to the chaos.

With red eyes, he said: "Fuck you all, I don't want to do it anymore."

"Hu Che, take Master away, this Dayou is completely hopeless."

(End of this chapter)