Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

The eyes focused on him are excited, resentful, and there are also some signals of "please mate, no pity" mixed in.

Wei Lin leaned against the corner with a dejected face and doubted her life. No one cared about a pawn who failed in the assassination.

"Here is the credential of Tween Order."

Yan Ce raised the letter of credence as a signal, then pointed to the torn jacket and the wound on his chest.

"My chest hurts a lot. It was left by the assassin. The assassin said that the Patriarch of the Zeng family sent someone here. I don't think so."

"In order to prove his innocence, the head of the family gathered everyone who may have committed crimes here, and said that he wanted to find the culprit and clear his innocence, but I don't think it is necessary."

On the side, Zeng Ran squinted his eyes, was pressed on his forehead by a bigger pot, and whispered something like "hehe, what about your face".

"Personally, I really want to believe that the nobles in Qi are friendly, and the aristocratic families are friendly. In fact, it must be the villains from other countries who have alienated the friendship between Qin and Qi. Therefore, I, Mr. Yan Ce, want to believe that everyone is innocent. There is no culprit."

The world fell into dead silence.

"Please, for my sake and for your own sake, cooperate with the terms of the Tweet Order and implement it as soon as possible."

This grandson is so ruthless.

Using his own injury as an excuse, Zeng Ran took the scapegoat of being assassinated and distributed it to all the aristocratic families. There was no need to fight or grab it, and each person had a pot to ensure that everyone in the nobles of Qi had a pot.Whoever does not carry out the Tweet Order will be punished with righteousness.

As expected of Han Feizi's pro-student...very poisonous.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and they froze on the spot for a while after listening to Yan Ce's accentuated tone.

Yan Ce's eyes signaled the nobles to look at the knife and axe hidden behind the main hall, and said with a smile: "If you want to go home and sleep, if you don't want to, let's discuss it here."

"Who is for and who is against?"

PS: About to return to Qin soon, and the home team will be replaced soon, so do it and cherish it.Celebrating the success of reaching one million words, the description has entered a new stage.The most important thing is... Oi Houhou, today's exam went well, Hoho... bursting with joy.

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He was sitting in a wheelchair, his seriously injured body, and the hideous traces became a bargaining chip for bold threats, and those smiling eyes were engraved on the hearts of many nobles.

"You want to go home, don't you?"

Yan Ce propped up his chin with a smile, and then asked several attendants to carry rolls of letters, and put them in the center, under everyone's eyes.

"Very angry, isn't it?"

It seems that they have not noticed the strangeness of the superiors.

He picked up a roll and threw it to the ground with a crisp sound.

In the next second, the young man looked around every patriarch who was looking at him with a chillingly calm gaze, which can also be said to be extremely indifferent, containing an arrogance like treating garbage.

"I'm curious about all the taxes and expenditures in the Zeng Mansion. Are you really that clean?"

Quite a few people were stunned.

"My lords, if you have been clean all your life, and your family has no filth, you can go forward and look through it to see if you are not tainted."

While talking, the young man closed his eyes and pushed, and threw countless letters with family numbers on the ground. His indifferent aura seemed to soar to the extreme in an instant, and the questioning from the soul ignited the anxiety rooted in the bone marrow. No one had the courage To prove innocence.

The whole place was silent.

"You want to go home, don't you?"

Yan Ce asked twice.

At this moment, even Xue Gong, who was the leader, showed a slight sluggishness on his face. He wanted to argue but no one got up first. When one person's momentum defeated everyone, then the right to speak was no longer theirs. .

"..."

Zeng Ran intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the female officer behind the young man, then at the domineering Yan Ce at this moment, and murmured in a low voice, "It's a bit interesting."

"I want to be good-neighborly and friendly, and what I want is to make money through harmony, but the mission entrusted by His Majesty to Young Master Yan is to let Qi land plant the Great Qin Banner, and you will not let go of the not-so-clean interests. Even if there is no official hall My friends are shocked, I will present these before the king, let me ask you which one can save your face or your life!"

Tai Alian's scabbard hit the floor vertically, and the young man pressed the hilt of the sword with both hands, his eyes became more solemn and solemn, as pure as a saint.

"I don't want to embarrass everyone, and don't embarrass me, everyone, take a step back."

He said solemnly in an uncompromising tone: "What happened in the past, when it's over, it's over."

"..."

Mr. Tian understood that he was trying to save face for everyone, so he already had a lot of evidence of the family's ugliness.

With so much evidence, it is natural to determine who was the murderer who assassinated him. Even so, the young man can still choose to forgive for the sake of the overall situation.

Thick and thin.

The old man sighed deeply, got up first, bowed to the young man, and was supported by others to leave.

"Tian Lao, go slowly."

Yan Ce nodded, picked up the scroll with Tian Lao's surname on it, threw it into the brazier and burned it to show his sincerity.

"..."

Xue Gong turned his head and left, and the rest of the people hesitated for a moment, but followed. A very small number of people who wanted to talk to Yan Ce didn't dare to speak for the sake of the swordsman.

"Squeaky..."

Every time a person walked out of the main hall, a scroll of letters was thrown into the brazier, and the sound of bamboo splitting could be heard endlessly.