[Extreme scheming + playing cards without following the rules + extreme game between father and son + group portraits are very exciting]
The fallen poisonous scholar Shen Ruhui shook his folding fan and smiled as coldly as a ghost: "Your Highness, according to the laws of Dasheng, it is against the rules to smash shops on the street."
Xiao Jingjue played with the golden abacus in his hand, his peach blossom eyes full of anger: "Rules? I will pay five times the price to buy their lives. This is the rule! Whoever dares to fight back, I will personally kill the nine tribes!"
Pei Yuan, the fierce general in the north, pulled out a steel sword with a curled blade and spat blood on it: "The emperor's imperial edict is nothing! The brothers under me eat King Ning's food and receive King Ning's reward! Whoever your Highness says to be killed, I will kill his entire family today!"
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Half a year later.
The Jiangnan clan was uprooted, and Jinling City became an iron bucket for Xiao Jamjue alone.
Inside the Tai Chi Hall.
Listening to the secret report from the Shadow Guard, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were trembling with fear, thinking that the emperor was going to send a large army south to quell the rebellion.
The iron-blooded old emperor Xiao Honglie, who ascended the throne through a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and raised his son like a worm, saw the extremely rogue and shameless blackmail tactics on the secret book. Not only did he not get angry, but he let out a creepy laugh.
"Okay! What a little bastard!"
The old emperor suddenly smashed the imperial case to pieces, his cloudy eyes full of bloodthirsty fanaticism: "The whole court thought he was a waste who only knew how to make money. Only I know that this kid's crazy desire to eat people without spitting out their bones for the sake of imperial power... Is exactly the same as me back then!"
"Lao Liu, Lao Liu, I want to see if you dare to step on my corpse and sit on this dragon chair!"
