Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 460 – No regrets in this life

"Mother, she and I were born in the same body and died in the same hole! The child is unfilial, and I have no regrets in this life."

For his mother, Sikong Que was really guilty, she cared for him to the point of doting, no matter what he wanted, his mother always agreed without batting an eyebrow.

"Son, I knew this would be the result. Your temperament is as good as mine. You are stubborn. You can take this."

"What is this?"

Sikong Que took the black jade pendant from his mother. This jade pendant was engraved with a strange beast with blue face and fangs, and on the other side was the word Ling written in small seal script.

"Mobilize the Jade Order of the Jinwu Guard."

"Jinwuwei is the spy agency of the Zhongli royal family, and the deacons of all generations were appointed by His Majesty the emperor. It is really inappropriate for my mother to give me this token!"

"Son, even now, mother won't hide it from you. This is my mother's private soldier. Your Majesty's Jinwu Guard is selected from the elites of the military department, and mother's private soldier is directly selected from the Jinwu Guard!"

"If His Majesty's Jinwu Guard is the best of the soldiers, then the mother's private soldiers are the king of the soldiers."

"Son, being with you is like being with a tiger. If you say that you didn't leave a way out for yourself, mother will be sorry for your Majesty throwing me the hot potato from the deacon of the Jinwu Guard."

"Mother, if His Majesty knows about you..."

Guan Yi waved his hands, looking confident.

"My Guan family is a well-known family in Longnan County. I am the old man of a thousand-year-old family. It is more than enough to support a thousand private soldiers in this area. Your Majesty wants the Jinwu Guard. I did not dereliction of duty. What is the crime?"

It's just that the essence of the Jinwu Guard was taken by her for her own use.

"Mother is old, and you have only one son under her knees. After a hundred years, these things will be handed over to you sooner or later!"

"Be careful of the Crown Princess and the Ninth Prince. You don't have to worry about my mother. My mother has never stood in line. I only pledge my allegiance to His Majesty who sits on the dragon chair. As for who sits in the supreme position, it has nothing to do with me!"

This is also the fundamental reason why the Guan clan can survive thousands of years without declining. Sikong Que couldn't help admiring his mother's open-mindedness and exquisiteness.

"Mother, she treated me very well and promised to give me the position of husband sooner or later, so you don't have to worry about Que'er."

"You don't understand. A husband is innocent, but a woman is guilty. Her father is the original sin. If you follow her, something big will happen sooner or later."

Sikong Que was silent, seeing that his son was following Zhao Qingmei with all his heart, Guan Yi could only feel sad in secret, and simply stopped talking.

When returning to the mansion, Zhao Qingmei ordered Zhao Xi and others to take the horses and horses and several large vehicles carefully prepared for Sikong Que by the Guan University to go first, and she took Sikong Que to the most prosperous place in Fanjing City. Visit Langhuan Street.

Agar House.

"The chicken shredded noodles in Qiongzhilou are the best in Fanjing. I'll bring you noodles for dinner!"

Zhao Qingmei led Si Kongque's hand into the building, ordered two bowls of signature chicken shredded noodles and a few refreshing side dishes, and immediately the two of them sat in the corner and ate heartily.

At this time, Zhao Qingmei ate up all the shredded chicken in her bowl, spread the remaining noodles aside, and immediately stretched out her chopsticks to pick up the noodles in Sikong Que's bowl with a smile.

"Why do I think your bowl of noodles looks tastier than mine? I'll try it, um...it's more delicious than mine."

Sikong Que pampered her forehead pamperingly, his eyes were full of happy smiles, he immediately pushed the bowl in front of her, fed each other in a loving manner, and enjoyed this bowl of chicken noodle with his beloved wife.He eats noodles, and she eats shredded chicken.

"Old woman, get out if you have no money, and stand here to hinder our business! Get out!"

"Little brother, this bowl of noodles is leftover from the guests. It's a pity to just throw it away. You don't care about it anyway, so let me finish eating before leaving..."

"Hehe, who said I don't want it? I'll feed the leftover noodles to pigs and dogs, and I won't let you eat them! Get lost if you don't have any money! You don't have the right to sit here and eat noodles!"

There were bursts of shoving and cursing from behind, Zhao Qing frowned displeasedly, and immediately put down the chopsticks.

"Xiaoer, have a bowl of shredded chicken noodles!"

"Okay, guest officer, you will be here later!"

The waiter who was looking fierce at the old woman turned his head and said kindly to Zhao Qingmei with a smile on his face.

"Wait a minute! This bowl of noodles is for this old man, is she qualified to sit and eat noodles now?"

The little girl smiled awkwardly, then nodded and bowed again and again.

"Yes, yes, please sit down, old man, and I'll serve you noodles here, young one."

"Brother...can you pack that bowl of chicken shredded noodles, I...I want to take it home for my granddaughter...I'll just eat this bowl of leftover noodles."

The little girl looked at Zhao Qingmei inquiringly, after all, this is the beneficiary.

"Two bowls, one for the old man and one for her granddaughter."

"I can't, I can't, my wife is so kind to appreciate this bowl of noodles, I am already grateful, how can I have the cheek to add another bowl, I can't help it."

Zhao Qingmei walked up to the ragged old woman, and reached out to shake off the noodles sticking to her cheeks.

"Old man, you can sit down and eat noodles at ease, no one dares to chase you away, eat slowly."

"Master Prime Minister, let's go!"

Sikong Que raised his voice on purpose, and when the diners in the restaurant who were watching the excitement and whispering from time to time heard that this modest woman was Zhao Qingmei, a traitor who slandered the world, they all silenced.

Zhao Qingmei threw down an ingot of broken silver, and immediately took Sikong Que's hand and fled in a hurry.

"Why do you want to run, my lord?"

"Then there's no need to ask? I'm afraid that old man will throw that bowl of chicken shredded noodles on my face!"

Sikong Que felt a little distressed, but she didn't expect Qingmei to live so tremblingly, as if walking on thin ice. In fact, in these years, except for amassing money crazily and excessively, she did not do any treacherous or evil things.

The so-called loyal ministers and good generals she killed were just traitors who got away with it because they were cunning and couldn't find conclusive evidence of crimes by law.

She is just using violence to control violence, but the world is always blinded by the illusions they see, and she never likes to explain too much, so Zhao Qingmei, Prime Minister of Power, has become more and more unbearable in the public opinion.

"Don't mess around next time. I know you have good intentions. You want people to know the truth and do good deeds without leaving a name. But the character of the truth has been ruined for many years, and there is no cure. Understand?"

"Zhao Qingmei's three characters are like a dark night, if you see light, you will die..."

"Actually, I want to tell you that no matter you are loyal or traitor, in my heart, you will always be a unique hero in this world!"

"Even if you are the dark night, you have me, the silence and the starry sky, and you will never be alone."

"Well, I also think that I am very wise and powerful!"

There was starlight in her eyes, a bright smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she tiptoed to kiss Sikong Que's chin.

She doesn't care what the world thinks of her, she only cares what the man around her thinks of her.

How lucky he was to understand her bravado and insincerity.

……

Inside the agar building, a man in white wearing a black cone hat was sitting in a corner, looking thoughtfully at the chicken face in front of him.

For the first time, he discovered that he knew nothing about this woman whom he had known for more than ten years.

(End of this chapter)