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Chapter 145 Killing?Kill the dog!
"Thank you, sir, for your accommodation, so that we can teach our family to be worthy of His Royal Highness."

"This "Ode to the Dapeng" is an article that today's sages loved very much when they were young. His Royal Highness has a heart of benevolence and filial piety. After several searches, he knew that the "Ode to the Dapeng" was among Mr. Come and bother."

The young man in black was very polite and courteous.

Yan Yan laughed.

Can't see the bloody hands in his hands.

The old man opposite him had gray hair, but he also had a sense of elegance, and said: "Commander Zhou is being polite."

"Today's saints are benevolent and the prince is kind and filial. This is the blessing of the world and the people."

"It's like a great roc flying upwards."

"This "Ode to the Great Peng" was supposed to be dedicated to His Majesty and Your Highness, so how dare you accept the gold and silver?"

He was about to wave his hand to ask his disciples to send the things back to the car, but the commander raised his hand and held them down slightly. The young man smiled slightly and said, "It's impossible to do this. I just take it away without paying the price. Isn't this a robbery? If His Highness finds out , you must beat me until I break my leg, sir, please accept it."

"The year is approaching, and the prince is also very anxious."

"Our family is not here to accompany."

The young man smiled and clasped his fists again, tapped the ground with his toes, and floated into the carriage.

The luxuriously decorated carriage was driven by spirit beasts, and then left. The third-rank officials who had retired from the court for several years watched the convoy leave, and then he was slightly relieved. The children of the nearby family couldn't help but say: "This My lord, what a strong method, I was just swept away by him, and I couldn't move my body."

The old man sighed and said, "He is the left commander of the prince Qianlongwei, and now he is also a general of the fifth rank."

"The grade is not considered high in the capital."

"But even if it is the commander-in-chief of the third rank, you have to respect him three points in this capital."

The young man next to him said: "Qianlongwei... I never expected to be so polite."

"Is it polite?"

The old man didn't say much, just said: "For us, it is naturally polite."

The young man next to him was puzzled.

The old man did not continue to explain.

As far as he knows, this Commander Zuo obviously came from a humble background. When he was young, he grew up eating a lot of food. After his parents died, the fellow villagers were willing to find a way for him to survive. He refused to plan food in the soil, so he took the initiative to enter the palace to seek a way out.

It stands to reason that such an experience should be full of sympathy for the people.

But after he became prosperous, he became more respectful to his superiors and refused to be rude; he became more casual towards the common people, beating and scolding him frequently, showing a feeling of disgust.

A friend once sighed with the old man:
"I deeply hate that I was born in a poor family of the people. After seeing the prosperous and luxurious places, I feel inferior to my past. When I see the people, I see my past and my present incompleteness."

"Twisting grief and anger, it's why embarrassment turns into hatred."

"Such people are real villains."

"I have to remember, keep a respectful distance from him, but there should be no stimulation, otherwise he will hold grudges against you and me."

It's just that the friend who told the old man like this back then was involved in a big case half a month later, and ended up in the end of ransacking his home and dying. There was a good chance, but the person handling the case was Qianlongwei. Commander Zhou seems to have been severely dealt with.

The old man narrowed his eyes.

He was the one who reported the case of his friend back then.

That's why I got a whole body.

It just suddenly occurred to me that Commander Zhou was called Zhou Dacai when he entered the palace.

Later, he learned to read and write with the prince, and discarded his own name and the surname of his ancestors.

Renamed Nu Chang.

Commander Zhou's name is just that outsiders dare not call him [Nu Chang] that's all.

Happy as a slave, what is this...

On the avenue, the carriage moved forward.

The young man in Chinese clothes unfolded "Ode to the Dapeng" and exchanged for a new scroll. Seeing the free and easy writing on it, with a hint of humane luck, he nodded slightly and said, "It is indeed a genuine product... this matter That's it, His Royal Highness can rest assured."

In the past few days, the prince's character has become extremely restless.

And the little prince was always in a coma.

The young man could vaguely feel it, as if it was because of what happened before.

The prince wanted to take "Ode to Dapeng" to please the saint.

Strengthen your identity and status.

The young man himself knew about this matter, he was the prince's man, so naturally he had to do his best.

After replacing the original scroll of the Dapeng Fu, and then carefully put it away, a man riding a horse next to him said: "Commander, should we visit that old gentleman again, and let him take the old man from us by the way? Bring out the gold?"

The painting scroll that was withdrawn from the hand of the feminine young man hit the rider's forehead horizontally, and his vision blurred, and he almost fell off the horse. With no trace of resentment, he just bowed his head respectfully, allowing the blood to flow and drip from between his five fingers.

The young man said indifferently: "If you take something, you have to give money. This is a matter of course."

"Not to mention such a treasure."

"Are you really those untouchables?"

"Can you deal with it at will?"

"Yes Yes……"

The soft young man said indifferently: "These people are still useful. His Royal Highness will need their fame in the future. Now the fourth prince has a very good relationship with the aristocratic family and has a literary name; the seventh prince is with the second generation of the Wu Xun family. The best thing is, the crown prince needs to win over these famous people in the opposition, so that he can truly and completely suppress these two."

"It's fine to kill some untouchables on weekdays, people who are as low as pigs and dogs in the dirt."

"I can't make any sound even if I'm dead."

"Hands out on these people."

"Are you trying to trouble Your Highness?"

The expressions of several brave riders changed slightly, and the feminine young man said indifferently: "Since you are His Highness's subordinates, you must know how to share your worries for His Highness, know who can be touched, who cannot be touched, these people who cannot be touched When can I touch it?"

"Outsiders always say we are dogs."

"But being a dog is also a big science."

"The dog of the nobles in the heaven is better off than the common people who plan their food in the ground."

Everyone said yes, and then someone laughed and said: "They want to be dogs, but they don't have the qualifications yet."

Holding the battle knife in his hand, he struck the harness of the war horse, and chanted loudly with a smile:
"Being a human being, you still have to wake up at the third watch and sleep at the fifth watch, and there will be no rest between the cold and the summer."

"Children and grandchildren don't come out."

"Don't show up!"

"If it is a dog, it can be dressed in silk or satin, and it will sleep by itself at three poles in the sun."

"Be the bridegroom day and night."

"Which one would like to be human?"

"It's better to be a 'dog'!"

"It's better to be a dog!"

Everyone burst out laughing, these are the prince's personal guards, the emperor's personal guards from another year, mocking themselves as dogs, but in fact they are just mocking those ignorant common people, even the nobles of aristocratic families are afraid of them, so they say that they are going out this time When dealing with the old saint's hand and tail, among the Jinzhou remnant soldiers, there was an old soldier with a very beautiful daughter.

He was extremely strong, everyone coveted to be insulted, the old soldier was so angry that he pulled out the black sword he used to fight out.

The momentum is extremely strong.

Startled everyone.

But after all, this old soldier had a good fight back then. In order to protect a village, under the siege of dozens of monster clans with one horse, his heavy armor was torn, he became disabled and old, and his bones were covered by monster aura. It invaded, but it was just a silver-like wax gun head, which looks useless, hey, he was chopped off by a few tricks, and the joints were pierced, but he did not die.

Only then can he play with his beautiful daughter in front of him.

It's a pity that the woman was really strong, she chose to kill herself by biting her tongue, instead of having fun.

However, there is also a scumbag who is not stingy and fastidious, so he came here once while it was hot.

Looking at this scene, the old soldier was filled with grief and indignation, shouting for justice, and wanted to draw his sword to fight to the death, but was stabbed to death in the end.

Old stuff that doesn't work.

Fairness is here with us.

The mysterious sword that claims to be made of cold iron has rusted a long time ago, hahahaha.

Hear the laughing talk behind the voice.

The feminine young man lowered his eyes, and he knew very well the quality of the people under his command. They are all things that are not worth pity if they die ten thousand times. The knife in the hands of the emperor.

They had to be dirty enough for the emperor to believe them.

They can live.

The group of them already knew too many secrets and was dirty enough, so Zhou Nuchang didn't worry anymore—the prince needs a knife in his hand, and the emperor also needs a knife to do some dirty things.

As long as this need exists, they are safe.

Where is the emperor who does not do dirty things?

The emperor just can't get his hands dirty, so they are needed.

It is also comfortable to use.

Before the prince falls, there is no need to worry about being liquidated, but once the prince is about to go, they will be the biggest stain on the prince. At that time, not only the enemy will attack them, but the prince will also kill them immediately. Protect yourself as much as possible.

So, a grasshopper on a rope.

So he had to get his hands dirty, and let himself not be tolerated by the family of officials, nor by the people, and became a lone minister.

The emperor once met Zhou Nuchang.

Tell the prince afterwards.

It is a good knife.

It's not people, it's knives, and knives don't need to be good or bad.

When the old pawn's daughter was crying, he was standing outside leaning on a knife, occasionally thinking of the older sister in the next door family who would secretly bring meat buns for him when he was young, and later he heard that the older sister Married, sneaked out of the palace gate, watched her leave in red makeup that day, and quietly sent all the money I had saved over the past five years, saying that it was in exchange for the buns I had when I was young.

Even if he went back to the palace and was beaten half to death because he was late, he didn't have any regrets.

Which kid's good sister is this crying girl?
When he thought of this, he felt so melancholy.

So I went to another place, so as not to listen to the voice and disturb my mind.

The carriage is now heading north and then south.

It was just that the speed of the carriage slowed down suddenly, Zhou Nuchang frowned slightly, and said, "What's wrong?"

A rider bent down and replied, "Strange, why is it suddenly raining?"

Zhou Nuchang frowned: "Is it raining?"

He put the "Ode to the Dapeng" on one side, and covered the Ode to the Dapeng with the red silk produced in the south of the river bank, and then opened the curtain. Sure enough, he saw the rain falling down, Looking forward, the road that was clear when I came today turned out to be hazy. For some reason, Zhou Nuchang suddenly felt a burst of heart palpitations.

Suddenly, he realized that even these subordinates of his were hands and hearts.

But I also know that some things cannot be chatted outside, and some things can be done, but cannot be said.

How could he suddenly talk about these past events at this time?Talking about these remaining hand tails in Jinzhou?

It is affected!
Is it a change in Buddhism and other minds?Or a Taoist method?

Zhou Nuchang's pupils contracted, he pressed the knife with one hand, and said angrily, "It's an enemy attack!"

The heart is instantly cold.

The news got out!
Those who practice luck and martial arts, even if they don't have the pure spiritual feedback like Taoism's true cultivation, and they don't have the advance prediction of the six supernatural powers of Buddhism, when there are murderous intentions emerging, they will feel in advance, especially those of them who are in the bloody place. Although people who spin around are looked down upon by the major schools, they are by no means ordinary people.

Even if it's just the prince's personal soldiers, it can't compete with the border elite.

But at this moment, there was still a sense of military formation, and everyone drew their swords in unison.

The sound of the knife screamed, trembling in the scabbard, and let out bursts of tiger roars, which made the falling rain seem to pause in the void for a moment, and then spread out suddenly. It circulated and changed, and turned into an illusory dragon, whistling endlessly in the rain.

The rain falls more quickly.

Cover everyone up.

Not one escaped.

Boundless murderous aura shrouded in this dense rain and mist.

Lingering.

Murderous approach.

(End of this chapter)