Mr. Song finally felt something was wrong.
Unlike Chen Zhen, who has been in high positions for a long time, he just feels that Chen He is too arrogant. Mr. Song, a staff member, is used to observing words. He could see that Chen He really didn't care about the two of them.
Thirty-six counties of Kyushu, and the governor of Yuzhou, what kind of people do they need to completely ignore Chen Zhen
-Chen He's action of turning the pilgrimage to ashes was just a surprise to them, because a person can fly over the eaves and walk through the walls, or can crush bricks into pieces, ordinary people feel the same.
The less knowledgeable, the more likely that Chen He's hand is just like the guy who swallowed the fire sword and walked the rope under the overpass, and it's easy to bluff.
Chen Zhen wasn't like this, but he didn't take it to heart.
If you want to become a "private thug of the powerful", can you do it without any ability
In the eyes of officials like Chen Zhen, no matter how superb the opponent's ability is, he takes it for granted - Xiu Niang should know complicated embroidery methods, fishing should be rewarded, and Wu Fu is of course able to lift a cauldron and a fist to break stones - because of you If you are doing this, and you can't even do what you are supposed to do, then it must be the person who can't do it.
"Young people will always regret it."
Chen Zhen said with a lesson tone, very dissatisfied.
He even felt that he was very tolerant, and he could still mention these things to the other party. He didn't care about Chen He's rudeness, all because of the meager blood kinship.
"It's very inappropriate for you to act recklessly like this." Chen Zhen was enraged by the death of Manager Fu, and was also shocked by this incident.
- The person who holds the power is the most intolerable, it is such a reckless boy.
Relying on a little bit of ability, I don't understand the rules at all, and I mess around.
Who wants to deal with a lunatic
"Fu Guan is just following orders. Killing him will only let you breathe a sigh of relief." Chen Zhen frowned.
"Exhale?"
Chen He laughed for a while. At this moment, he was a little tired of talking to Chen Zhen. He leaned back, his expression was laziness, and there was a light sarcasm on his lips: "Murder is too simple a way to vent your anger."
"… "
Chen He looked at the surprised expressions of Mr. Song and Chen Zhen playfully:
"When a person dies, the soul goes to the six realms of reincarnation. It's harder to get it back than to go to the sky."
Mr. Song didn't understand why Chen He said the word "Dengtian" so meaningfully.
Of course Chen He would not explain it to him.
"I think some people are obtrusive and will kill. If he wants to vent his anger, he will never die so easily." When Chen He said this, he was full of indifferent indifference.
Mr. Song shuddered, and sure enough, Chen He's last sentence was—
"Right now, I think you're an eyesore."
Chen Zhen didn't take the threat in Chen He's words to heart. For a person like him, it might be more effective to use means to threaten to ruin his reputation and demote him into exile.
Chen Zhen even scoffed: Wu Fu is so rude, he only moves his fists.
He didn't believe that Chen He would dare to kill him, and he didn't believe that someone would act so rashly on a county governor. Even in today's predicament, Mr. Song might be dead on the spot, but he felt that he could still safely return to the yamen.
I am afraid that Chen Zhen can only accuse Mr. Song of "too violent" at most.
Chen Zhen had been holding the shelf for too long, so long that he didn't know how to put it down.
"People are dead, and it's useless, I just want to know what to do with you?" Chen Zhen was very impatient.
The expressionless gestures of the puppets seem to be monitoring here.
At this time, a fat doll swayed into the yard.
Braided to the sky, red belly pockets, covered in flesh, bare feet.
When he saw that there were more people in the yard, Fatty tilted his head in confusion and stared at Chen Zhen.
- The instinct of heaven and earth spirits makes it feel that this person is related to his master.
Shi Zhonghuo has been playing happily these days, because it knows that the guy who scared it is gone, and Shi Zhonghuo's arrogance suddenly becomes arrogant.
In the past, when Shi Zhonghuo made a fuss, Chen He would not give it a good face.
With the guidance and guidance of Nan Hongzi, Chen He was much better about Shizhonghuo, but he was mistaken by Fat Dun for condoning it, and he attributed the reason to the absence of Shi Feng, and Shizhonghuo was even more proud. To be king.
"Chirp?"
Shi Zhonghuo got to Chen He's side, hugged his right leg, and stretched out his finger in confusion. Chen Zhen: What is this? The new guy who's going to steal its master
dream! !
It bared its teeth at Chen Zhen fiercely, but it was so fat that it could only see a grimacing doll.
"Chirp!"
Chen He moved, trying to shake Shi Zhonghuo away: "Speak human words."
Fatty hugged Chen He's legs tightly, and said angrily, "Drive away... drive them away! Drive them all away!"
Chen Zhen was stunned and didn't know what he was thinking, but his eyes became kind when he saw Pang Duan: "How old is this little baby, please sir, it's time to start studying."
Chen He sneered and let Shi Zhonghuo study to burn down the academy
As for Kaimeng - there really is!
His own Fat Dun could memorize the Three-Character Classic and the Thousand-Character Text, and from time to time he could come up with a few poems of three hundred.
Mr. Song was refreshed: "Chen Xiaogong, for the future of Ling Lang, are you willing to be trapped here all your life and be content with the current situation, even if you don't obey orders, will the life of the common people be easier?"
Chen He looked at him strangely.
Mr. Song said more and more vigorously: "Kaimeng can just invite any scholar, but if you don't read a book, you will not be able to do it without good teachings. How many people rack their brains to worship the great Confucianism as a teacher or enter the Guozijian. It can be done. The emperor's grace is mighty, and officials above the fifth rank of my court are qualified to recommend their heirs to the Baishan Academy in the capital."
"If it's a top official in the frontier, all sons can study in it, regardless of civil or military, whatever they want to learn." Chen He answered, he knew about this, and he knew better that—
"The emperor took your children and grandchildren as hostages, is this also worth boasting?"
Mr. Song was dumbfounded.
Chen Zhen coughed lightly: "You can't say that, some people are not allowed to leave the capital, like you... like my younger generation, they are not qualified to receive such treatment. What's wrong with Baishan Academy?"
Good, very good!
Apart from the fact that the head of the White Mountain Academy is a cultivator, and many of the people inside are also cultivators of the Right Way, how can it be bad
The Dabaoguo Temple in the capital city and the Baishan Academy are the forces of the righteous monks, and they have been fighting for a long time with Venerable Huanjian, who has been deceiving the emperor for three hundred years.
"Put your suits away."
Chen He didn't plan to play with Chen Zhen any longer.
The aura that he had been restrained for a while suddenly burst out. Although only a cultivator could understand the fear, it was also a heavy pressure for mortals.
Mr. Song was unsteady and slumped on the ground. Chen Zhen took a few steps back, his face full of horror.
Shi Zhonghuo played with Chen He's robe slyly.
"I'm not interested in killing the fortune steward, it's just ants, and it's worth taking a look at me?" Chen He glanced at the two of them coldly, his eyes full of indifference, "Someone killed him, I want to know the reason for his death, but You guys, just tell me who this unfortunate steward is and has he ever been in contact with anything unusual."
Mr. Song's eyes straightened: The most unusual thing Mr. Fu has encountered, isn't it you
Chen Zhen finally realized that something was wrong. He had heard of martial arts cultivation, and there was a grandmaster who said that with a single gesture, a city wall could be destroyed, and a flying sword would take a person from a thousand miles to the head.
Don't talk about the powerful, even the emperor should be treated with kindness.
But Chen He - he knows Chen He's age very well - where can there be such a young martial arts master
Not the master, but probably the direct disciple of the master.
Chen Zhen was full of thoughts and regrets, but it was because he regretted not taking the initiative to recognize Chen He in time. It was embarrassing, but it was because he found that Chen He didn't seem to really want to recognize his ancestors and return to the clan.
"you…"
Chen Zhen tried his best to salvage this.
A grandmaster is of extraordinary significance to the Chen family, which has already existed in name only.
Those bureaucrats who used to despise him as a native of Yunzhou are all rushing to please themselves, and his official position can still be moved. Although Yuzhou is good, the Yellow River is flooded every year. If there is no flood, there will be a drought. What achievements can only be said to be incomparable, if you change to the rich and prosperous place in the south of the Yangtze River, or the central place of the capital, it will be very different!
The court is also willing to accept a grandmaster with relatives, not a worldly expert who will come and leave if he wants to.
Wealth, power, these are the things they value, and they naively believe that they can use this to bind everyone in the world.
After making up his mind, Chen Zhen really thought about the origin of Fu Guanshi for a while, and then pretended not to care: "Since that's the case, it's okay to tell you, Fu Guanshi is from Yunzhou, but his native place is not Wanteng County, Yunzhou. , just followed an uncle of the Chen family who went to Wanteng County to be an official in the early years, and lived there for four or five years. Later, the elder Chen died of illness and he came back naturally. This happened more than 30 years ago. thing."
Chen Zhen felt that the matter was too long to be mentioned, but when Chen He heard it, it was different.
Thirty years in the realm of self-cultivation is still just around the corner.
Wanteng County, Yunzhou, is already close to the Five Poison Sect. It stands to reason that if there are any secrets there, they will already be in the grasp of Gu King Tengbo.
What is the secret that he has to hide even at the expense of killing Fu Guan Shi? In other words, if Director Fu was alive, what secrets could he reveal unintentionally
At this time, Mr. Song suddenly said tremblingly: "Fu Guanshi is very afraid of wells. He never stands by the well."
Chen Zhen had never heard of this.
"A prudent man?"
Worried about being murdered at any time
"No, it's not." Mr. Song shook his head quickly, "The old man thinks that he seems to be afraid of the ropes that carry water by the well."
Chen Zhen reprimanded: "He just heard too much about Miao Gu, the rope is like a snake, the cup bow and snake shadow, is this also worth talking about?"
Chen He finally remembered something.
In her previous life, Chen Xingniang used the Southern Border Lingpizi to poison her. The technique was not very clever, but the Lingpizi was not something that ordinary people could have. Where did she get this kind of thing? Just because the Chen family is in Yunzhou
No, the Chen family had already been destroyed by fire at that time.
Chen Zhen would not offend Zhong Hu, the prime minister, for a daughter. Chen Xingniang couldn't ask for any help, except for someone who would pity her, or someone who could get money from Xingniang's biological mother.
It is very possible that the servant of the Chen residence is in charge.
"Drag it, lock it up!"
Chen He had a clue, and of course he had to verify it, he pointed at the two lightly.
The puppets stepped forward immediately, Chen Zhen was shocked, and asked in disbelief: "You are crazy, I am the governor of Yuzhou, and a dozen pairs of eyes saw this official enter this mansion."
"They'll see you come out intact, and three days from now, they'll see you fall to your death from the carriage."
Chen He said coldly, "If you don't want to die, just stay here."
Not only did he want to detain Chen Zhen, but he also wanted to arrest Chen Xingniang.
There are a hundred ways for a magician to use blood kinship to do tricks.
Chen He had already perfected the Myriad Tribulation Wuxiang Ran Ming Yuan Gong that Beixuan Tianzun had given him to the realm of transformation. Shi Feng was able to get rid of the Juju faction's bloodline control back then, which was even more useless to Chen He.
But Chen He didn't dare to underestimate the way of heaven.
A foreign steward of the Chen residence may be hiding a great secret. God knows what the Venerable Li Yan did not discover in his previous life.
There is a Yang Xinyue hidden in the soul-burial abyss next to the mirage. What about Wanteng County, Yunzhou
"You, are you crazy?" Chen Zhen couldn't believe it, "You imprisoned court officials and forged evidence of death..."
Chen He looked blankly at the puppet pressing the two of them to death, lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment: "You have made a lot of mistakes. There is no one behind me, and I don't obey anyone. Wealth and power are like floating clouds in me. , as for you—"
He walked to Chen Zhen who couldn't move, bowed his head and said in a low voice, "Guess how the Chen family died?"
Chen Zhen's pupils shrank suddenly.
Chen He had already waved his hand, and in front of him and Mr. Song, the fat doll turned into red flames, and moved up and flowed between Chen He's palms.
"Do you think it's my son?" Chen He's face was half-smile after the fire.
"… "
Mr. Song fainted for a while, and Chen Zhen shuddered: "Chen family, Chen family..."
"The Chen family was burned by it." Chen He stood up straight, looked at Chen Zhen with a pale face, and cruelly added the last half of the sentence to Chen Zhen, "Everyone is dead, it seems that you are missing."