When He Was the Prime Minister of the Dynasty, He Killed Everyone

The Biography of Ni Xing says: "In the past, there were many people who were lucky." His face is as dark as clouds and his temples are dark, Dark flowers, green ants, orangutan lips with red lipstick marks. It's called: Yan Yan. Ji Ling didn't refute or admit, he just brushed the dust off his clothes. Others looked at him coldly, looked down upon, scolded, or ridiculed him. He just stood up and walked alone on this road where countless people returned without success, and kept moving forward. In the second year of Jingtai's reign, Ji Ling was reinstated and appointed as Wai Lang, a member of the sixth grade ceremony department. The humiliation during the Yude years and the panic and pain of countless nightmares were all swallowed up, slowly grinding into the calmness and indifference of Jingtai two years later. Look up at the blue sky, bend down and caress the moss flowers. He said calmly: "After a hundred years, right and wrong will be determined by one's own merits and demerits." "I agree with what Chui Ye said," a person from a distance looked at him with a smile on his face. Ji Ling smiled and walked towards him. The steps under his feet became firmer and clearer. It turned out that there was not only one person on the road. The breeze picked up, and the willow leaves swayed with the mottled golden light of the sunset seeping into the branches. In the distance, red clouds burned the sky. Monologues from both sides: Ji Ling met Zhu Congzhen for the first time. In the snow, After listening to his rather speculative tirade, the man gave him an official position and a chance to re-enter the official career. Ji Ling met Zhu Congzhen for the second time. In the main hall, The emperor stared at him for a long time before slowly saying to him, "I want you to draw your sword." Ji Ling met Zhu Congzhen for the third time. In the court hall of the civil and military dynasties, He began to take the initiative, report the important matters of chasing the title, and voluntarily joined Zhu Congzhen's power-grabbing scheme. Later, the fourth, fifth, and sixth times... I have seen Zhu Congzhen so many times and spoken to him so many times that I can't even count them. The errands I finished were also put aside in my mind. However, even after many years, He would never forget the white snow on Zhu Congzhen's shoulders when he first met her and the lonely moon on that cold winter night. It will be unforgettable for a lifetime and deeply rooted in the bones. He wanted to melt the snow and hold the moon in his arms. Ji Ling: I want my emperor to live forever, and I want your name to go down in history. … Zhu Congzhen met Ji Ling for the first time, but it was not during the snowy day of that year, but during the Deyu period. I bumped into Ji Ling wearing a Jinshi uniform. He was so tall and tall that he looked like a heavenly being. Naturally, he felt admiration and love in his heart. Later it was learned that he was kept in the backyard by his father. I know how high-spirited he was at the beginning, but when we met again, he was completely different and extremely depressed. At first, Zhu Congzhen didn't want to let her jewels fall into dust. Later, he didn't allow others to scold him or insult him at all, just because he was Ji Ling, the person he loved and spent his whole life with. I want you to stand on high, and I want you to be with me. Super capable, calm, cold and aggressive x Tough on the outside and calm on the inside Attacking and receiving are strong, salvation-oriented, beautiful, strong and miserable. The author has something to say: 1. The dynasties are fictitious and the characters are fictitious. 2. Both attack and reception are unclean, and there is no need to inform when abandoning the article. 3. The official system, customs and customs are mostly borrowed from the Tang Dynasty and Ming Dynasty. 4. I am a newbie writing, novice at writing, please be tolerant ~ (pen refill) (pen refill) 5. Friends who are not interested in the article can quit at any time ~ (pen refill) Intention: Make progress every day