Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

Zhang Suohao knew that he had fallen into a trap.

But what can he do?

"Come on, introduce these uncles of yours to me."

Zhou Li sat on a wide chair, looking at the seventeen people who were forced to sit down, and said with a smile: "Remember, you are not allowed to make up stories or talk nonsense. Elaboration is not nonsense, and change is not making up stories."

Patting Zhang Suohao on the shoulder, Zhou Li said softly:

“Being alive doesn’t necessarily mean being alive.”

Zhang Suohao now felt a kind of despair that was close to hope. He suddenly realized that he seemed to be somewhat useful. This usefulness was in his identity.

The Queen's younger brother and the Emperor's uncle, but he has a close relationship with the Prime Minister.

Before, Zhang Suohao always thought that he was invincible in this identity and was a master of getting along with everyone. But after going to Beiliang, he realized that he was a perfect clown, a fence-sitter that both the emperor and the prime minister wanted to get rid of.

Now, he found that he, a fence-sitter, seemed to have some value.

Like a drowning man grabbing a straw, Zhang Suohao suddenly raised his head and looked at the uncles with greedy eyes. He stared at them intently, his dry lips slowly opened, and he said slowly:

"Wang Xianzong, the head of the Ministry of Revenue. Uncle Wang and I don't get along, so we seldom talk. But I've heard from others that Uncle Wang once killed two skinny Yangzhou horses here, and he gave them some silver and hastily closed the case. Two-thirds of the agricultural taxes from last year and the year before were taken away and all thrown into this Chunyi Tower."

The man called Wang Xianzong was immediately furious. As soon as he opened his mouth, Tang Wan beside him understood what he meant and threw an iron ball into his mouth. Immediately, all his teeth fell out.

"Su Haozi, it's very good."

Zhou Li was surprised and said, "Come on, continue. Uncle will see where your literary and military strategies are."

Zhang Suohao gradually relaxed and realized that what he had to do now was to kill all these people and save himself.

I'm sorry, uncles and aunts.

My life is also life.

Zhang Suohao's words became more and more fluent as he opened his mouth. "Chen Ruyan, the Left Deputy Chief Censor of the Censorate, the mouthpiece of the prime minister, impeached dissidents. The famous iron-mouthed censor Li Xiangran was killed by him."

"Zhang Chengen, a doctor in the Construction Department of the Ministry of Works, embezzled public funds in the name of building the imperial mausoleum for my brother-in-law. He also cut corners when building the North Wall and pocketed the money, which led to the collapse of the wall and the death of more than 7,000 civilians. It was all because of my good uncle."

The people whose names were called began to look terrified. They suddenly realized that this fence-sitter was despised by others, but what he knew was another matter. Because he was so good at playing, Zhang Suohao's relationship with these people was definitely good, at least not bad. Many things were exposed, so they naturally would not avoid Zhang Suohao.

But obviously, just because it was out in the open didn't mean it could be said. In other words, it couldn't be Zhang Suohao who said it. If it was anyone else, no matter if they were vendors or eyewitnesses, they would be confident that they could turn black into white and start to reverse the situation.

But Zhang Suohao is different.

He's not a witness, he's a criminal mastermind.

This is equivalent to the leader becoming the investor. Overnight, everyone's little secrets turn into hot sweet potatoes in their crotches, either turning into mud or shit.

"Gao Wenyuan, Director of Military Selection of the Ministry of War..."

As soon as Zhang Suohao mentioned this name, the burly man's eyes suddenly widened with anger and he shouted, "Nonsense, you thief is looking for death!"

He suddenly jumped up, wanting to kill Zhang Suohao before the others could react. He didn't care whether he could survive or not, he just wanted Zhang Suohao to die, so that others would have a chance of survival, and his wife and children would be spared from disaster. The dagger in his sleeve was hidden and full of murderous intent. Gao Wenyuan's dragon and tiger energy tore his body apart, but it also brought him a nearly terrifying speed.

Ding.

Not scary enough.

"Fast enough, but not clever enough."

Shangguan Hong's sword tip perfectly rested against the handle of the dagger. She didn't even look at it carefully. She just pointed it casually, and the sword tip pinned the fourth-grade dragon and tiger energy general to the spot.

The force from the sword tip almost made Gao Wenyuan fall to the ground, but his military instinct made him let go and show his true killing intent.

Three stabbing blades.

This is a hidden weapon from the Prime Minister's Mansion, named "See Death", as the name suggests, whoever sees it will die. Whether it is the talismans engraved on the serrated blade, or the poison quenched on the blade, or the formation that will not stop until death once it is released, all make this See Death Blade a real killing move.

Not enough killer moves.

After chewing and spitting it out, Tang Wan looked at the other two fatal blades in his hand and commented: "The talisman is not bad. The combination of bloodthirstiness and wind whirl makes it easy for him to inflict heavy damage. But this poison is very ordinary. It can only kill spiritual masters below the seventh level. There is not even double insurance. And..."

Tang Wan said with disdain,
"bitter."

Gao Wenyuan was stunned.

What is this?
"Ouch, you attacked me."

Zhou Li was surprised and asked, "Do you have a lot of people in your family? The scoring of Happy Match is usually based on the number of people. If there are very few people, there will be no extra points."

Although he didn't understand, Gao Wenyuan understood the meaning. In an instant, his face turned pale and he knelt down with a plop.

"Please spare my family, sir."

After he finished speaking, Gao Wenyuan smashed his heart hard with one hand, shattering his meridians. He died instantly and fell to the ground unwillingly, losing his life.

Zhou Li looked at the dead Gao Wenyuan and smiled.

"I had no intention of doing anything to your family."

he whispered.

Raising his eyes and looking at the silent officials, Zhou Li said gently: "This is why I hate you, and even hate the prime minister."

"You can not take your life seriously, and so can he. Because in your eyes, high and low are everything. Gao Wenyuan didn't even dare to attack me and decided to die to atone for his crime. You are the same. You will die for the prime minister and for your family, but you are unwilling to die for the crime you committed. This is disgusting and a little unpleasant."

Zhou Li smiled and ignored those silent people. He stood up from his chair and said to Zhang Suohao beside him: "Keep talking. The Jinyiwei will record your every move and every word from now on. Believe me, you must satisfy me."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Li turned around and said to Shangguan Hong, "Lady, you stay here to prevent any trouble. I'm going to go out and meet an old acquaintance."

He raised his head, and his eyes half-closed, with the hint of a fierce ghost and the light of a formless Buddha. He was sitting in the sedan chair, but everyone knew he was here.

Prime Minister. (End of this chapter)