We All Have Absurd Fates, Yet You’re an Emperor for the Ages

Dianchu was seriously ill and very old. After dealing with the imperial doctor sent by the emperor, he stayed in bed. A few days ago, he found that he was gradually unable to eat, and sometimes vomited it out. After being discovered by the generals, they all laughed at him to the point that the number one warrior general in the Han Dynasty could not eat. Dian Chu did not get angry, he thought: The most powerful general of the Han Dynasty? That was decades ago. It is now the forty-sixth year of Zhaowu. It has been more than forty years since the Holy Emperor was in Qiongzhou City, and it has been more than ten years since he returned to his homeland in the Central Plains. On the journey of the Northern Expedition to restore the Central Plains, even if capable people joined him midway, Dian Chu was still the brightest star in the gathering of stars. After the Han Dynasty expelled Donghu and regained the entire territory, he was named Zhuangmuhou, with a settlement of 8,000 households, and the fiefdom was in the place where he served as the local governor for the first half of his life. Five years ago, he was named Prince Shaobao. The first prince Shaobao of the Zhaowu Dynasty, Yue Shaoqian, his comrade-in-arms, quickly became a civil official after the war, working for the people, and finally became the prime minister. There are not many people I have served in my life, Yue Shaoqian is one of them. Dianchu thought, he is not inferior to me in terms of military force, and he is much better than me in governing the people. It's a pity that Lao Yue rushes to do everything, has to do everything by himself, and exhausts himself to death. Dian Chu sighed. Five years ago, Yue Shaoqian died in office. Emperor Liu Ke personally mourned him. He resigned from the court for one month, granted him the title of Jiuxi, and posthumously granted him the title of King of Wu. It was not easy for three generations. I don't know if Lao Dian will be so prosperous after his death. Dian Chu was lying on the bed, thinking about it, and fell asleep so drowsily. The medicine in this world is not so developed yet. Only Liu Ke knows that according to Dian Chu's symptoms, nine out of ten cases are stomach cancer, which has not been conquered in the modern society of the previous life, let alone the ancient society after time travel. There was nothing he could do about it. … Two months later, Liu Ke, who was in Chang'an Palace, received the news of Dian Chu's death. "Did he say anything?" Liu Ke asked. In the first two years after the restoration of the country, the main policy of governing the country was changed from restoring the lost land to governing the country through civilized affairs. In addition, he initiated the imperial examination system and vigorously used civilians from poor families, which caused dissatisfaction among some people. Therefore, Dianchu, a representative of the army who was loyal to the emperor, was taken advantage of. As a last resort, and in order to protect him, Liu Ke had to seal him in place. And the Jin Yiwei on the side also replied: "Master Dian thinks that his own illness cannot be cured. Instead of dying in embarrassment on the hospital bed, it is better to understand himself happily." "Well, back then in Qiong The team in Zhouzhou are all dead and old, and I am the only one left." "It seems that I am old too..." Hearing Liu Ke's emotion, Jin Yiwei did not answer, but buried his head lower. The palace was quiet for a while. "Declaration: Marquis Zhuang Mu had meritorious service during his lifetime. He worked for our Han family through life and death. He guarded one area and blessed the people. He was awarded nine tins and was named King of Yan. It is not easy to have a title for three generations. He entered Lingyan Pavilion." Although the commander on duty outside did not know what Lingyan Pavilion was, he recorded it truthfully and informed the world. … After Dianchu died, he found that he had not entered any hell according to the Buddhist teachings. Rather, it floats in a building in a strange way. Dian Chu found that he seemed to be in a soul state now, and could float around the house at will, but he could not leave the building. In addition to his own statue in the building, there are also several acquaintances such as Yue Shaoqian and Xiao Yuanchang. Looking at it, they are all heroes of the Zhongxing of the Han Dynasty. There are twelve people in total. He found that in addition to buildings, there were a bunch of things that he didn't know what they were used for. Just when he wanted to study, he heard a group of people walking in. He quickly wanted to hide, but found that it was too late. Just when he thought he would be discovered, he saw these people walking right through him as if they couldn't see him. After discovering this, Dian Chu quickly followed the leader and floated over. In the emperor's words, this person should be called a teacher. Dianchu thought and heard what the teacher said. "Children, the place where we are now is Lingyan Pavilion. It was built by Liu Ke, the emperor of the ancient Han Dynasty, to commemorate the heroes who helped him restore the Central Plains. Three of the twelve people entered the Confucian Temple and five entered the Martial Temple. This building is also the pride of our Chang'an City..." Dian Chu could no longer notice what the teacher said next, because he found a little boy who had an inexplicable sense of intimacy with him. Look at his face, which is almost the same as his own when he was a child... Dian Chu closed his eyes with satisfaction, and his body turned into particles of light and disappeared between heaven and earth.

In the past few days, Qi Yancong has been facing off on the battlefield. This person's coordination, force, and intelligence are all above 100. He is a very difficult guy to deal with. Liu Ke was so worried that he couldn't eat or sleep. On this day, the spies sent back the news that Qi Yancong was extremely lustful. Liu Ke stared at the word "lustful" and his brows gradually widened. For lustful people, there is nothing better than a honey trap. However, looking at the little palace maid who was seriously polishing her ink, Liu Ke silently crumbled the note in his hand. If a man wants to achieve his career by sacrificing women, Liu Ke will have to slap himself twice before the enemy can take action. The ministers wanted to do what Liu Ke didn't want to do. In the morning court, Liu Ke and the ministers had a heated argument. All the ministers agree with the beauty trap, and they all think that the beauty in the palace is the most suitable. "That is my woman." Liu Ke refused to give in. "Since she is His Majesty's woman, she should share His Majesty's worries." Minister A. "Your Majesty is the king of a country. What kind of woman do you want in the future?" Minister B. "Since there are so many women, why do my women have to go?" Liu Ke slapped the table. "Because she is the most beautiful of all women." Minister B. At this moment, Liu Ke suddenly didn't want the throne or the world. Just because she is the most beautiful, should she be sacrificed? Beauty is her greatest asset and her most fatal weakness. She is only fourteen years old, still a child. Huimei is the childhood sweetheart who grew up with Liu Ke when he was living among the people. If a man can't even protect his own woman, what is he called a man? Who is Qi Yancong? To summarize the information sent back by the spies, it is this: The seeder among the scumbags sows wherever he sees it. Regardless of identity, status, or relationship, as long as he wants to, there is no woman who can escape. "No, it won't work even if the sky falls today." Liu Ke fought against the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty alone. The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty knelt on His Highness, motionless. "I want women to take risks, unless I die." Liu Ke kicked the table over angrily, "No woman can do it." Liu Ke returned to the harem angrily, with a lot of destiny added to him, but he still can't fight an old pervert? Liu Ke, who was walking around the room, still felt that the beauty trap was more reliable. Just when the ministers were kneeling so hard that their knees were weak, the gatekeeper hurriedly came to report: "Your Majesty is out of the city." All the ministers were frightened. Qi Yancong is the most powerful enemy he has encountered since His Majesty ascended the throne. His Majesty actually left the city. "How many people did your Majesty bring?" Yang Zhong asked tremblingly. "Your Majesty." The guard did not hesitate, "Women's clothing." What? Women's clothing? The ministers' jaws dropped in shock. Your Majesty, is this a honey trap? If that beggar-faced person refuses to come, my God, just thinking about this scene makes me collapse. The dignified emperor of Han Dynasty, disguised as a weak woman, was manipulated by a Donghu pervert, making him jealous... The ministers did not dare to think about it. Where is the emperor's face? Where is the face of the big man? How should these ministers face the Han people? They have no ability and cannot defeat the Donghu people, so they sent His Majesty to do a honey trap. Why don't they drown them in the saliva of the common people? A group of ministers ran towards the city gate in a hurry and climbed up the city wall with their hands and feet. In front of the enemy's camp from a distance, Qi Yancong held Liu Ke, who was dressed as a woman, in his arms and pulled him into the camp.

Liu Ke is old and can't even speak. After breakfast every day, Liu Ke would look at the big man's map for a long time. The prince has overseen the country and has done a good job. He Kun went to the palace every day to chat with Liu Ke to relieve his boredom. This human-shaped piggy bank is getting fatter and fatter, and the fat and red face is extremely flattering. Maybe he has foreseen his own fate, and he is flattering Liu Ke more and more. It's just that Liu Ke no longer has the energy to care about his future. It was originally a gift for his son to ascend the throne. The He family has enjoyed prosperity and wealth for the rest of their lives, and it is not a loss. What Liu Ke misses the most is Qiongzhou. He thinks of the young and fearless Liu Ke, who relied on a bunch of extremely bad destiny to lead the way and be invincible, no matter what, he was stunned. The lost land of the Han Dynasty was recovered day by day, the territory expanded day by day, the ministers' hearts were united, and the people returned to their hearts. Today's territory of the Han Dynasty is unprecedentedly large, and Jiang Quhan is still expanding its territory everywhere. Jiang Quhan is also in his fifties. Thinking back to that time, eight-year-old Jiang Quhan stood in front of 20-year-old Liu Ke, looking upright and heroic. That kid kept his word, and when he was still young, he made great achievements and became a prince in one battle. Liu Ke fulfilled his promise in Weiyang Palace and personally wore armor for him. After that, Jiang Quhan went out of control on the battlefield, beating the people of Donghu to pieces, and also brought all the surrounding small countries into the Han Dynasty. Looking at the huge territory of the Han Dynasty, Liu Ke frowned. It is easy to conquer a country, but difficult to defend it. The bigger the country, the easier it is for problems to arise. The prince is still young, but the brothers are not united. The civil servants and generals who once followed Liu Ke through life and death, died and grew old. Today's young people were born in the prosperous age of the Han Dynasty and have never been crushed by foreign enemies. How can they still have the ambitions of Jiang Quhan when he was eight years old? Liu Ke was very sad, very sad. When the old people like them are buried, how will the new generation guard this huge Han world? It is impossible to inherit the system. A prince without a system is just an ordinary prince, and a big man without a system is just an ordinary big man. Everything will return to normal, what will happen to the big man without the plug-in? Liu Ke thought for a long time with a frown on his face and had no idea in his mind. Being really bored in the palace, Liu Ke decided to go out for a walk. From the imperial city to the inner city, and then to the outer city, there is peace and prosperity, but there is still a difference from the imperial city to the suburbs. He Kun pushed Liu Ke, who was sitting in a wheelchair, on the field path. Walking to a small river, a woman was washing clothes by the river, and a seven or eight-year-old child was catching fish in the river. "Mother, I can't catch you." The child looked aggrieved. "Can you use all your strength?" The woman asked with a smile. "I tried my best." The boy was determined. "Your clothes are not soaked, and there are no scars on your skin. Why did you try your best?" The woman looked at her neatly dressed son. "If there is no food to eat at night and you have to fish to fill your stomach, what will you do?" "There is nothing to eat?" The child scratched his head, and then his eyes became determined. The boy rolled up his sleeves, stepped into the river again, aimed at a big fat fish, and pounced on it. After several flops, the child was already in a state of embarrassment. He held up the struggling fat fish in his hand and shouted to his mother: "Mom, I caught it." The child sat by the river and poked at the fat fish in the basket. The woman was washing clothes while telling her son the story of His Majesty's restoration of the country. The words are simple and the truth is clear. "Child, you have to remember that our majesty, the Han Dynasty, was able to regain the lost territory and return to the old capital, all because of his inner dedication to serving the people and his bravery to risk everything." The woman herself could not say such words, she must have heard others say so. Liu Ke felt clear and clear after listening to the woman's words. If Liu Ke doesn't have the spirit of burning the boat, what can he do if he has a system? The system cannot be passed down, but the spirit can. The spirit of the Han Dynasty must be passed down for hundreds of years and thousands of years, and it will build a great country and attract all nations to come to the dynasty.

"Shocked! An ancient mysterious tomb was discovered during the construction of Dongcheng Railway Line 11!" "Six tombs were filled with funerary objects, and there were countless gold, silver, jade and bronze items. The specifications of the tombs were suspected to be those of emperors!" "Shocking! New discovery History books buried in the emperor's tomb were found, suspected..." Endless news was broadcast on various social media, and push messages kept popping up on the window of his mobile phone. Liu Ke only glanced at it a few times before he became a little impatient. Dongcheng is an ancient city with rich historical heritage, but no matter how special it is, it has never been the capital after all. The sudden discovery of a suspected emperor's tomb naturally attracted widespread attention. But... Isn't this still uncertain? National cultural relic experts from other places are rushing here, and local historians have also begun to study the unearthed ancient books and history books, trying to find new historical perspectives as evidence. As a melon-eater, in fact, this matter itself has nothing to do with him. After all, his salary will not increase because of this... ╮(╯▽╰)╭ Thinking of this, regardless of the ding-ding-dong-dong of his cell phone, Liu Ke took a breath and continued to take a nap on the table. He had a dream. The sound of the sea's tide hit his ears, and the crashing of huge waves sounded. Before he could react, the ground under his feet began to shake. Standing on the same spot, he fell to the floor unexpectedly, making a "thud" sound. It was at this time that Liu Ke discovered that he seemed to be on a ship. A ship that looks very huge, even beautifully decorated! There were black gauze curtains hung in front of the portholes, and a wooden bed with extremely exquisite workmanship was placed in the middle of the cabin, which was as big as several bedrooms. It was covered with dark sheets and surrounded by a blue gauze curtain. The bedside was carved with dragons and phoenixes. At first glance, it was not something that ordinary people could afford. Directly in front of him, there was a somewhat blurry bronze mirror with a vague silver light shining. I don't know whether one of the tendons was wrong, or whether this thing had a special attractive power. Liu Ke rubbed his eyes and stumbled while holding the cabin to move over there. Several waves surged for a while, and the entire hull swayed again. Liu Ke gritted his teeth, grabbed the wooden frame on which the bronze mirror was placed, and pulled his body over. I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but the moment he passed by, the wind and waves outside suddenly became calm, and the boat regained its balance, as if it was walking in the middle of a calm lake. However, the sound of waves in my ears is still there. Liu Ke didn't care so much. He leaned his head and took a look in the mirror, but he was suddenly startled. In the bronze mirror, there is a clear figure. The eyebrows and facial features are exactly the same as his appearance, but... That person is dressed in a black dragon robe. He is not angry and has power, and he is quite domineering and looks down on the world! "This is..." He subconsciously stretched out his hand and reached forward, wanting to touch the person in the mirror. However, when he was in mid-air, his hand was blocked by something transparent. Liu Ke pushed forward hard to no avail. "Old Liu? What are you doing! That one is not allowed to be touched?!" What? Liu Ke blinked, and there was still the same person in the bronze mirror who was wearing a dragon robe, but... The bronze mirror was placed in a glass cabinet, and the business card below was marked: Han Dynasty bronze mirror, suspected to be an imperial object, excavated in the tomb of the emperor in Dongcheng. Tomb of the Emperor? Wasn't it just dug out? Why was it put in... The museum? Liu Ke suddenly turned his head and met his friend's concerned eyes. When he turned back again, the figure in the bronze mirror disappeared. It's like a dream.

Fanwen: Dahan Youth League After listening to His Majesty's remarks, Jiang Quhan felt as if he had been injected with chicken blood. In Weiyang Palace, the emperor puts on the helmet and armor with his own hands. It will be such an envy-inducing thing. Eight-year-old Jiang Quhan still doesn't understand the concept of honoring one's ancestors, and dreams about honoring one's ancestors. He feels like he just wants to take a look at his neighbor's chicken. The neighbor not only lets him see it, but also kills it and invites him to eat it. Good luck, let's have chicken tonight. Jiang Quhan was excited and pushed open the neighbor's door with trembling hands. The neighbor's chickens were standing in the yard, fighting over who would sleep on the top of the shelf tonight and who would sleep on the bottom. On one side is a fat adult chicken, and on the other side are seven chicks that have just hatched and have not yet fully grown their feathers. "Cluck..." The adult chicken spreads its wings, the hairs on its neck stand up, lowers its head, and prepares to fly. The chickens are gathered together. log Lawn The adult chicken suddenly swooped towards the chick. The chicks ran away in fright. One chick was grabbed by the paw of an adult chicken and pinned to the ground unable to move. "Chichijiji..." "Chichijiji..." The little chicken looked very flustered. The adult chicken looked up triumphantly, raised its head and called out "Oh, oh, oh..." Several times. Jiang Quhan was extremely puzzled: How could a hen crow like a rooster? Suddenly, the chick under the adult chicken's paws let out a loud and high-pitched cry: "Chi..." It was like a horn and a war drum. The other chicks pounced on the adult chicken almost at the same time. Peck the eyes, scratch the buttocks, scratch the neck, scratch the belly... Specializes in picking up soft meat, under the mouth and under the claws. Jiang Quhan was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped. This was not a little chicken. This was clearly a big man's eagle. Even chicks will work together to fight against adult chickens that are more than ten times larger than themselves in order to sleep on it. How can they, teenagers, lose to a few chicks that have not even grown all their hair? The Donghu people bullied the Han people too much. Even if Donghu was as big as an adult chicken, he would unite his little brothers and attack in groups like these little chickens. The adult chicken has been mutilated beyond recognition by the seven chicks, and is paralyzed on the ground with no air coming out. "Uncle, I want this chicken." Jiang Quhan pointed to the dying adult chicken. "Take it away, take it away, this perverted chicken imitates the crow of a rooster every day." Jiang Quhan carried the adult chicken and ran home happily. "Si Chen..." "Encircle and surround..." "At one go..." In the study room, the sound of younger brother Jiang Mingyue's reading could be heard intermittently. In the past, Jiang Quhan didn't like reading. Today, after watching a chicken fight and listening to his brother reading, he felt like a door suddenly opened in front of him. Force is not the best weapon. Only with wisdom can you be truly invincible. Jiang Quhan pulled his younger brother and his friends into the yard. I brought a chair and stood on it, telling my friends what His Majesty said today in an emotional and impassioned way. The friends were also given blood injections. Jiang Quhan took out his dagger and wiped the adult chicken's neck with it. Chicken blood was sprinkled on the makeshift banner. On the banner was the group name written by Jiang Mingyue himself: "Dahan Youth League" "dhboys" Jiang Quhan raised the adult chicken: "Today, we are going to form a Let's study hard together, practice martial arts diligently, and become the No. 1 Youth League in the Han Dynasty! " "The No. 1 Youth League in the Han Dynasty!" "The No. 1 Youth League in the Han Dynasty!" Adult chickens will die with their eyes open. You are noble and aloof. You form a group and take my blood sacrifice flag!

Liu Ke seemed to have fallen into a dream. He seemed to be following a person, walking in the great rivers and mountains of the Han Dynasty. They have admired the towering Zen place, seen the vast yellow sands of the desert, listened to the distant camel bells of the ancient roads in the Western Regions, strolled on the terraces and pavilions of Suzhou and Hangzhou, sat on the rocks and watched the rolling waves of the boundless sea, stood on the top of the mountain and watched the green mountains and clear water... They seemed to have traveled to many places, and they seemed to have never been to any place. "That's great!" A faint sigh came from beside him, and Liu Ke finally saw the people around him clearly. He looked to be sixty or seventy years old, with gray hair, and the ridges on his face could not hide the nobility between his eyebrows. The old man had his hands behind his back and was wearing a dusty robe, with a look of melancholy on his face. "The country is so beautiful, how can we blame countless people for falling for it?" Indeed, it is precisely because this land is so beautiful that there are always so many heroes and heroes flocking to it, and there are always so many wild aliens who covet the apprentices of this fertile land. "It's a pity that I can't see the time to take it all back!" The old man looked regretful and turned around. When he looked at Liu Ke, there was a loving smile on his face. "My child, protect this country for me!" Liu Ke met the persistent and expectant eyes of the person in front of him, and slowly shook his head. Seeing that the other person was stunned, he waved his sleeves nonchalantly, standing high Looking down at the land under his feet, his voice was firm and powerful: "This is my country." "So, I will protect this country!" He raised his hands and feet with a confident demeanor and pointed boldly in front of him. "This is the territory of my big man, my world, Liu Ke." The old man's body trembled, a little unbelievable. He looked at Liu Ke, and his old eyes were filled with muddy tears at some point. "Okay, okay... Okay!" Great. This country still belongs to the Han Dynasty. It belongs to the young man in front of me. It's theirs.

This was Liu Ke's first time, not to lead troops on an expedition, but to send a general to carry out their already arranged plan. It's just that this plan has a narrow escape from death. It is very difficult. If you are not careful, you will be doomed. Liu Ke thought that he had no great literary talent. Apart from the destiny given by the system, he could only use the little knowledge he learned in his previous life. At this moment, the night is silent and the north wind is howling. In the weak firelight, he looked at Xiu Tu Bi's rough and tough face and couldn't help but sigh softly. "With this farewell, the general can only fight his way out!" "What you are going to is the enemy camp, the enemy's city. We have no one to respond, and we have not arranged a way out for you." "Even, our original plan , that is to directly destroy the entire military camp. And you, who are there, can only survive and escape on your own." Xiutu Bi knelt down on one knee, hugged his hands and saluted, and said solemnly: "I obey your Majesty's words!" At this time, you should say something. But "The wind is rustling and the water is cold" always feels too tragic and more or less cursed; "The carriages are rustling and the horses are rustling" is in line with the relationship between the two people, and it sounds a bit like persuading the other party to back down. Liu Ke looked back on his past life and finally remembered a poem. "The general marches north with courage and courage, and the autumn water wild goose feather sword is across his waist. The wind blows, the mountains and rivers are moving, and the lightning flags are high at the sun and the moon. There is a unicorn in the sky, how can the ants in the cave escape! When the peace comes, I will take off my war robe with the general!" He changed three words to match today's scene, the journey of a strong general. "If the general can return, I will personally remove the general's armor, which will be a great success!"

In the southern border, Qiongzhou Mansion, the original royal palace has been downgraded to a temporary palace. However, Liu Ke still remembered that this was the place where he first ascended the throne, so not only did he not completely abandon it, he even sent people to repair it slightly. Now that the war ahead was tense, he traveled quickly. The first two gods of war, Brother Chicken and Brother Donkey, were raised in the rear. So Chicken Brother and Donkey Brother were moved around several times and were sent to the safest palace in Qiongzhou Prefecture. At this time, Brother Ji was walking leisurely in the imperial garden, majestic and high-spirited, followed nervously by a large group of palace maids, eunuchs and guards, for fear that something might happen to the ancestor. On the other side of the imperial garden, another calm "ancestor" was contentedly enjoying the bathing given to it by several palace ladies. Its black hair was brushed smooth and smooth, and it was also covered with an extremely gorgeous black saddle, inlaid with various gorgeous gems and pearls, making it a luxurious place. Surprisingly, it is Brother Donkey who has made great military exploits! The two ancestors have been really sad recently, because not only during the day, but also at night, they rarely have the opportunity to communicate. The reason is also very simple. It is precisely because the status of these two ancestors is so high that the people who serve them are cautious and trembling. They follow them during the day and keep an eye on them at night. Recalling that when they first returned to Qiongzhou Prefecture, the days when the two of them communicated with each other and talked about poetry and philosophy of life are gone forever. "Oh——" Brother Chicken let out a long cry. It looked at Brother Donkey who was leisurely in the corner. It couldn't stand it anymore and decided to start causing trouble. It flapped its wings and flew towards the palace wall, its red comb dazzling in the sun. When passing by the grass next to Brother Donkey, he even pecked the rope tied to Brother Donkey quickly, accurately and fiercely with lightning speed. Brother Lu, who had been lazily squinting his eyes, stood up decisively, spread his hooves and ran towards the side door. Before anyone could react, he skillfully passed through the doorways and galloped towards the distance. Brother Chicken, who was done, saw Brother Donkey running away in a hurry, then calmly crossed the wall, stood on one foot, and admired with satisfaction the look of several palace maids and eunuchs scratching their heads but unable to do anything, then calmly passed the other wall of the imperial garden again, and walked away. "What... What should we do?" A little palace maid pointed at the two animals that were going away. Her little face was as pale as paper, and she was about to cry. "What are these two ancestors doing! Hey! Go and call the guards!" An old eunuch shook his fly whisk and shouted in a high voice. All of a sudden, a group of people in Ulala went their separate ways, shouting loudly. The two protagonists who caused this series of events have now met together and are basking in the sun in a desolate palace. Brother Donkey narrowed his eyes, shook his extraordinarily gorgeous saddle shackles, and began to complain: "I'm really impressed by that group of people. They have to watch them when they eat and sleep. Brother Donkey, they have to watch me every time I poop or pee! Brother, also What a place! How can I find a wife if this goes on? " "That's right! If Liu Ke hadn't been worried about something happening to us and sent him out, I would have..." Brother Ji was also very annoyed. "You're doing well, at least they didn't tie you up." Brother Donkey raised his eyelids and sighed. "When do you think he will come to pick us up? Didn't we agree to take us to enjoy the happiness after regaining the lost territory?" "Yes, that boy is true to his word." "Well, then let's play with this group of people again."

Yu Wenzan was tied to the execution ground. The executioner in front of him was sharpening a small scimitar. The blade was extremely thin and sharp. The executioner calmly rubbed it a few times and looked at the sun. Yu Wenzan's whole body was shaking like chaff. He was afraid of pain, extremely afraid. Sitting on the execution platform was Jia Wuji, his former guest. Jia Wuji was drowsy on the execution platform, as if he would fall down in the next second and never get up. The dying old thief is still alive and well, but the Yuwen family is gone. Jia Wuji asked Yuwenzan to watch with his own eyes the heads of the Yuwen family being chopped off one by one, watching the Yuwen family's blood flow into rivers, and watching the Yuwen family fall from the clouds into dust in one day, and then be crushed into powder without leaving even a trace of blood. "Why?" Yu Wenzan shouted to Jia Wuji. Jia Wuji raised his eyelids and ignored him. Yu Wenzan's eyes seemed to be spitting out fire, and his heart felt like there were thousands of needles piercing it constantly. The people and other aristocratic families who were watching were like roosters that had drained five hundred hens. They stretched their necks excitedly to watch and expect. The red sun is shining, and the execution time has come. Jia Wuji walked unsteadily onto the execution platform and walked unsteadily in front of Yu Wenzan. "Why?" Yuwen praised with tears in his eyes, "My Yuwen family treats you well." "Ha." Jia Wuji chuckled, "Your Yuwen family treats me well?" "Yes, I live in your Yuwen family's best villa, eat your Yuwen family's best meals, and use the best Handsome maid..." "Whatever I want, your Yuwen family will give me." "Can you give me a pleasure?" Yuwen Zan didn't understand. Even if he was ambitious and wanted to repay kindness with enmity, he should give himself a pleasure. However, Jia Wuji knew that he was afraid of pain, so he still wanted to delay him. "Happiness, you want a happiness?" Jia Wuji sneered. "When you were enclosing land and beating and kicking the people, did you ever think about giving the people a good time?" "When you occupied the grain market and went low and high, did you ever think of giving the people a good time?" "When you robbed people's daughters and beat their parents and husbands to death, did you ever think of giving them a good time?" Jia Wuji became more and more excited as he spoke, and the people around him were furious. Every coin of a wealthy family was stained with the blood and sweat of the people. "My father was beaten to death by your Yuwen family, and my mother was bullied and committed suicide by the Yuwen family. Who has thought about whether I was in pain when I was five years old?" Jia Wuji's rickety back suddenly straightened, and his old eyes were burning with hatred. Yu Wenzan couldn't remember. He couldn't tell how many fertile fields the Yuwen family had occupied, how many women they had raped, and how many people they had beaten to death. "Do you still feel wronged?" Jia Wuji gritted his teeth. The people watching were scolding. Yuwen Zan was unwilling to give in. How could his Yuwen family's huge family fortune be destroyed so easily? "Your Majesty points the finger at Donghu, and you point the finger at the people." "For the sake of the Han people, your Majesty can take the lead and take risks alone, but you will only sell your master for glory and surrender to the enemy for treason." Yu Wenzan is speechless. People will not do what they want, and God will destroy them. In troubled times, is it wrong to live in a wealthy family? Jia Wuji threw the prison card to the ground, turned around and left without looking back. Behind him, Yuwenzan howled like a killing pig. The executioner's technique was very good, and every cut was extremely painful. Yu Wenzan was so painful that his whole body twitched and broke out in cold sweat. Those who regard the people as dung will eventually become dung.

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