Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 151 – The Traitor and the Confucianists
"Sister Mei! Run!"

Jananfeng continued to scatter the broken silver in pain, while anxiously urging Li Qingmei to run away.

While the vast majority of foolish people are still picking up money, they have no time to take care of their actions.

"Come on!"

Sikong Que realized immediately that he was going to take her away from the place of right and wrong with lightness kung fu.

She turned her head to look at the people who were still righteous not long ago, but they actually bowed down for this mere piece of silver.

I'm afraid that if someone sells them all at this time, they will be willing to count the money for that person!
"Hahahahahaha..."

She suddenly couldn't help laughing out loud, not for herself, but for the common people in this world, the coldness of the world.

"Nanfeng! You are wrong! And you! You are all wrong! It has always been like this! Are you really right!"

What she said was an interrogative sentence, but she stated it in an affirmative tone.

"Whoever does not die, as long as he dies well, those pedantic people who only know how to admonish Wen and die, and fight to the death with martial arts can show the integrity of a man! How could it be better not to die!"

"Who said I'm effortless!"

"Do you know that today's singing and dancing are peaceful, and the years are quiet and beautiful, but there are countless so-called traitors like me! I will carry forward for you!"

She roared hysterically at the crowd!Repressed for too long!She will really go crazy!
"Li Qingmei! Don't scare me! Since ancient times, beauty has been a disaster! What do you know about integrity? What is strength of character?"

"Hahaha……"

She looked up to the sky and laughed, but she burst into tears.Sikong Que at the side stretched out his hand with a complex expression, and gently wiped away her tears.

"A beautiful face! Hehehe, I really want to be a disaster! But my face! For the sake of the empire to minimize the loss! I was destroyed by Huyan Wuji!"

"Yun Xiang's clothes are beautiful and beautiful, women don't love red makeup! But even if I fight alone with thousands of troops, I will not regret it! For the glory of the empire! A mere ugly face! In exchange for the well-being of the country! It's worth it!"

A few young girls off the field suddenly showed a look of unbearable, women are the ones who please themselves, and a woman's appearance is the most important.This princess is so understanding of righteousness!
A somewhat sensible woman twisted her champagne, her eyes were reddish, and quietly withdrew from the booing crowd.

"It's a disaster for the country! Kill her! Everyone, wake up! Don't let her gossip deceive the public!"

A Confucian scholar with twinkling eyes, filled with righteous indignation, continued to incite the common people.

"You! That's enough! You say I'm the demon concubine! Do you have proof?"

Li Qingmei stretched out her palm, nailing the Confucian scholar who had been clamoring with her fingertips.

"Things with long hair and short knowledge! The Xia Dynasty died because of sister-in-law, and the Shang Dynasty died because of Daji. Throughout the ages, there are many examples of women who misled the country and the people, and there are too many to enumerate."

"If you are ugly, you should read more books!"

The man said to Li Qingmei sarcastically.

"When Xia Jie, Shang Zhou ruled the country, the power of the country has declined, and the signs of defeat have already appeared. Besides, the general trend of the world will unite for a long time, and divide for a long time! The change of dynasties is indeed a matter of days!"

"Those foolish kings are greedy for pleasure, fish and meat the people, and cause anger and resentment. How can they blame us women?"

"Those foolish kings don't know how to coax women, so they use the method of subjugation to destroy the country and themselves. What does it have to do with women like us who can't do politics!"

"Li Qingmei is ignorant and knowledgeable, so I dare not speak nonsense. I would like to rectify the names of the women in the world with a poem written by the founding queen of the Dafeng Empire-the Empress Fengsheng:
The flag is raised and lowered on the king's city, and the concubine knows it in the deep boudoir.

14 people are disarmed, but one of them is red makeup?

The country will not be a country, do you think it's my fault for being a girl? "

She stared intently at the silent crowd, she wanted to know their answers, even if she was decapitated right now.

(End of this chapter)