Chen Tang was so angry that he almost lost his words and cursed, "Is it possible for a woman to have an illegitimate child alone? Without her husband's lust for beauty, could the Lady of the Luan family tie him to the bed and force him to have sex with her? If it doesn't work once, will she have to tie him up a few more times?"
Men who are lustful and greedy are not well behaved and only take advantage of the weak.
We should treat everyone equally, right
As a result, she took out all her anger on one person.
After she finished speaking, she became even angrier: "That Lady Luan is also not careful. Since she is willing to lend the seed, why doesn't she just do it and find someone who can lend and kill? Killing the father and keeping the son is a more thorough solution. Leaving a tail behind will only cause more trouble."
Limited edition or even out-of-print seeds are good seeds.
"Justice, do you know what I'm thinking now?"
Chen Tang listened to the entire story with a cup of hot tea in his hands.
Luan Xin shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Chen Tang put down the hot tea and told him that he could take a shortcut: "You can guess justice. If you can't guess it, you can use the way of the scribe Wangchao to listen to what I am thinking at this moment."
Luan Xin still shook his head: "Cherish your life."
Although his way of writing is powerful, the burden it brings is equally terrible. He cannot use it as he pleases.
Gu Chi's way of the scholar was secretly used by him, but he was forced to stop after only a few breaths. Because for this way of the scholar, hearing the darkest and most negative content of people's hearts is the second most important thing. The biggest burden is the noise, which never stops.
Although Luan Xin disliked Gu Chi and even had some hostility towards him, he could not help but feel some sympathy for him knowing that he had lived in this kind of environment for a long time. What he did not understand was how he could accurately identify one person from countless voices without making any mistakes
Chen Tang did not hide his murderous intent and cruelty: "Then I will tell you in person, I wonder if these enemies of yours are still alive. If they are still alive, kill them one by one!"
"Of course they are still alive and well."
That powerful person was not a good person and had no moral integrity. When Zheng Qiao attacked, he and his family surrendered early, fearing that he would be annihilated if he was a step late. He enjoyed wealth and glory since he was born, and he had not played enough in the world. He could only enjoy himself when he was alive.
Now he lives a comfortable life under Zheng Qiao's care.
Chen Tang sneered: "That's good!"
She added: "Only when you are alive will you have the chance to kill him yourself."
In front of him, Gu Chi's enemy Tao Yan was jumping up and down, and in the back, Luan Xin's enemy was showing off his power. Chen Tang couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with his family's Feng Shui. Why did his subordinates, whether civil or military, male or female, all experience ups and downs? What curse had they suffered
Because of Luan Xin's matter, Shen Tang had no intention of doing his official duties during the day.
As night fell, she tossed and turned, and in a daze, a bold idea suddenly emerged in her mind.
If you want to do it, just do it and suddenly pull back the quilt.
The lights in Luan Xin's tent were still on. She waited outside for a while before she saw someone coming out: "Is justice exhausted now?"
"Yes, my lord, do you have any other instructions?"
This was the first time that Chen Tang came to see him at this time.
Luan Xin mistakenly thought that something important had happened.
"I've been thinking about it, but I still don't feel happy."
Luan Xin, the real victim, was calm instead. He said, "My Lord, there is no need to worry about this matter. Besides, isn't Li Shisong dying soon? His death would be considered revenge."
Shen Tang clenched his fist and said, “That’s different!”
Luan Xin: “…”
It seems that the person who has a deep hatred for Li He is the lord
The next moment, Shen Tang grabbed his wrist.
Luan Xin panicked: "Where are you going, my lord?"
Chen Tang waved his hand: “Take off Li Shisong’s head!”
Of course, I have to inform Chu Yao before leaving, otherwise it will cause unnecessary panic. Luan Xin thought Chu Yao could persuade Chen Tang, but he just pondered for a while, put down the unfinished scroll, stood up and said, "Yao will come too."
Luan Xin: "... Chaoli Pass is the enemy's lair!"
Chu Yao said calmly: "It won't be that soon."
Luan Xin's wrist was still restrained, and he couldn't pull it out. He said angrily, "If you really want to go, you and I can go together. How can we allow the lord to take the risk alone? What if Wei Shou betrays us? It will be dangerous."
Chu Yao said: "Indeed, Wei Shou is in danger."
With Chaoliguan's current top combat power, Wei Shou's turtle shell would probably be cracked by a sword if he wanted to keep Chen Tang, who was assisted by two literary scholars. Chu Yao had always implemented a policy of laissez-faire and indulgence towards Chen Tang. There was nothing wrong with the lord being a little tough.
Luan Xin was angry and anxious: "Absurd!"
Chu Yao was very calm: "Just get used to it."
She must be allowed to do what the lord urgently wants to do. This is the duty of a subordinate. What's wrong with his lord
She just wanted to chop off Li Shisong's head.
Chen Tang and the other two did not ride horses, but used the wind-chasing and Jing Yanling to travel quietly and sneak into Chaoli Pass. Chu Yao was in charge of leading the way. He had been here more than once and was very familiar with it.
Let’s talk about two things—
Li He left Chentang Camp and headed straight for Liguan. On the way back, he had a rough plan in mind - first send a message to the king Zheng Qiao, then stabilize Wei Shou. Coincidentally, Wei Shou was also thinking about how to kill him, and even held a celebration banquet for Li He.
The two hit it off immediately and started toasting each other.
Li He was slightly tipsy and looked for opportunities to turn the topic to their children, half-seriously worrying about their children's marriages.
Wei Shou said: "Your son doesn't seem to be very old..."
Li He is younger than him, so his child is naturally younger too.
"… Alas, General Wei, you don't know that according to custom, my son should start discussing marriage at this age. The earlier the discussion, the sooner he can find a family he likes and make a decision. If he is late, he won't even get a single person. I had a very pleasant conversation with General Wei today, and I was thinking that if our two families are destined to be in-laws, we can have our children marry each other…"
Does he really want to become Wei Shou's relative
Haha, how is that possible.
In his eyes, Wei Shou was just a lowly barbarian from the Northern Desert. He said that the marriage between the two families was only to remind Wei Shou that his descendants were all hostages in Zheng Qiao's hands. Before turning against him, it's better to think about these people first. Their necks are not as sharp as the executioner's machete. It's not a good feeling for the old to send off the young.
Wei Shou said: "This... still needs to be asked by Madam."
Li He sneered in his heart.
Ask Xin Ji
Isn’t Xin Ji on the side of the Dragon Slaying Bureau coalition now
Li He laughed it off and let the matter pass.
However, his goal has not yet been achieved.
Li He continued to look for opportunities to flatter Wei Shou, such as: "... He has something to say, but I don't know if I should say it or not... To be honest, I have always thought that Jiang Qianshen was just a reckless man with courage but no strategy, and he was jealous of talented people and suppressed the newcomers... His death in this battle is a godsend for General Wei..."
Wei Shou raised his eyebrows: "Where is the opportunity?"
Li He smiled mysteriously: "General Wei's talent is a million times better than Jiang Qianshen. Once the king uses him, the sixteenth-level great official will be within reach... How can this not be a good opportunity?"
Wei Shou laughed: "It's still early, nothing is certain yet. How can we guess what the king is thinking?"
Normal people really can't keep up with the brains of madmen.
Wei Shou said this, but his face did not show it. He sang a Northern Desert ballad that Li He could not understand with great pride, and at first glance, he looked like a smug person. Li He despised his behavior in his heart, but still smiled and flattered him.
As Li He spoke nicely, Wei Shou planned to listen enough before taking action, and he kept delaying until only leftovers were left on the table.
Li He didn't know how much wine he had forced him to drink.
Her cheeks were flushed, and her words were somewhat vague. She begged for mercy, "He... I can't handle the alcohol. I really can't drink any more."
"Use your literary energy to neutralize the alcohol and keep drinking!"
Li He thought to himself that if you are uncivilized, you are uncivilized. Drinking is for fun. Who would use literary style to reduce the strength of alcohol at the table? He pretended to stagger and supported himself on the table to get up: "No, I will drink with the general another day."
Wei Shou put down his wine cup after hearing this.
He sighed, "What a waste of good wine."
This might be Li He's last chance to drink. If he misses it, he will have to wait until his next life to drink such good wine. Of course, the premise is that Li He should open his eyes and look carefully when he is reincarnated, and not be reborn into a low-class family. By then, let alone good wine and food, he will have to rely on luck to grow up in peace...
Li He didn't know that Wei Shou had the intention to kill him at this moment.
He staggered for only two steps when a strange wind closed the door. Almost at the same moment, Li He sobered up instantly and cast a spell on himself to avoid the source of the cold that made him feel cold all over! Even so, a pink martial energy cut off half of his hair crown. He didn't need to look back to know who was the one who did it, and immediately asked angrily: "General Wei, what are you doing?"
But deep down he knew that Wei Shou wanted to kill him!
When did I reveal my flaws
Isn’t Wei Shou afraid of alerting the enemy by doing this
Wei Shou sneered, "Sir, you just lied and said you were drunk and couldn't drink anymore. From what I can see, you have clear eyes and are very sober. It's no problem for you to drink a few more jars of good wine..."
Li He said: "Wei Yuanyuan, do you want to rebel?"
Wei Shou took out his weapon.
"Save these questions for when you get to the King of Hell!"
If you want to blame someone, blame Chu Wuhui for setting up a trap that left him no way out. If he didn't kill Li He, Li He would have tipped off Zheng Qiao, and the disappearance of the hostages would have confirmed his betrayal. If he had killed Li He, it would have been a betrayal in Zheng Qiao's eyes.
Wei Shou felt very aggrieved, so he treated Li He as a trash can to vent his anger. He could only calm down after chopping off his head.
Li He secretly said that his life was over.
Although the Wenxin literati had many words to protect themselves and escape, his opponent was Wei Shou, who was not a very powerful Wenxin literati. He just relied on his special literati's way and eloquence to make a living. With Wei Shou's martial courage level and cultivation, Li He's chances of escaping death were slim.
He was caught in a dilemma and was hit even after escaping a few times.
As luck would have it, the injury was on the right knee.
He dragged his injured leg, which was bleeding profusely, and kept dodging backwards with his hands on the ground, hoping to influence Wei Shou with his knowledge as a scholar. However, Wei Shou knew him well and had been on guard since early on, keeping his mind focused, and firmly determined to kill Li He.
“Li Shisong, remember to tell the King of Hell that the one who killed you was Chu Yao!” Wei Shou was about to chop off Li He’s head, but before the blade fell, he seemed to sense something and looked towards the window. A cold light shot out and directly deflected his knife, “Get out!”
Li He was overjoyed.
He didn't recognize the sword that belonged to Shen Tang, but Wei Shou did.
He could not help but get furious and started to curse: "Chu Wuhui, you bastard, do you think Chaoliguan is your hometown?"
Once or twice is enough, but they come for the third time!
"Who are you calling a bitch?"
Chen Tang got angry when he heard it.
She kicked the window frame, which was not completely broken, and came in. Chu Yao followed suit, and it was another scholar who went out through the main door. Wei Shou stiffened his neck and said, "I can scold him if I want to. Ask him if he is willing to be scolded by me."
I hate a lord who has no sense of distance the most!
Chu Yao used the Word Spirit to trap Li He in advance to prevent him from escaping in the chaos: "My lord, don't forget the purpose of your trip."
Wei Shou can clean up at any time.
Sooner or later you will pay the price for your bad words.
Chen Tang looked at Li He lying on the ground, then at his injured leg, and said, "Tsk tsk tsk, how come Shi Song has become like this after just one or two days of not seeing him? Is your leg okay?"
When Li He saw that the person coming was Chen Tang, he was dumbfounded. How could Chen Tang appear here? Didn't he convince him successfully? He realized that he had fallen into a trap. When he saw Luan Xin pushing the door in, he felt a strong chill that gave him goose bumps all over his body, and his hair stood on end!
When he opened his mouth, there was a harsh and broken sound.
"You, you are—Luan Gongyi?"
When Luan Xin saw his miserable enemy, he did not feel any joy of revenge for a moment. He just rubbed his sore wrist.
"Long time no see, Li Shisong." He thought he would grit his teeth when he saw Li He, wishing to cut him into pieces, but he was dragged by Chen Tang through the cold wind all the way, his hands, feet and brain were all cold, and his blood couldn't even boil.
In this situation, what else doesn't Li He understand
He said angrily: "I shouldn't have spared your life that day."
Luan Xin looked at Li He as if he was a fool.
"Even if time goes back, you wouldn't dare to kill me."
No matter how powerful the rich and powerful are, they are still suppressed by the royal family. If they only cripple Luan Xin's leg and do not harm his life, the royal family can still let him go. But if they kill him? Luan Xin is a scholar of that year. Killing him is equivalent to provoking the royal power, and the rich and powerful dare not do it.
Talking about killing him is just empty talk.
Li He was angered by Luan Xin's nonchalant attitude.
"Luan Gongyi, you—"
The insults stopped abruptly.
Luan Xin looked at Chen Tang, and Chen Tang looked at him.
"Why are you listening to him barking? Word Spirits are meant to be used. He can curse as much as he wants, and we should keep silent as much as we want. Let's hurry up and get this over with." Chen Tang raised his hand to recall the Kind Mother Sword and held out the hilt, "Do you need me to lend it to you?"
Luan Xin said, “No need.”
He has his own sword.
After all, Li He was a coward, and when faced with the approaching Luan Xin, he cried and begged for mercy, dragging his injured leg to try to dodge. But soon he could not drag it anymore, because Luan Xin stepped on his kneecap and immobilized it.
"With this sword, all grudges between you and me are wiped out!"
When the coldness flashed across his neck, Li He's eyes were red with anger, and he died despite his unwillingness. Wei Shou looked at Li He whose neck was cut, crossed his arms and asked the three uninvited guests who seemed to be seriously ill: "Did you come here to kill him?"
Chen Tang asked back, "Why not come to you to reminisce about the past?"
Wei Shou: “…”
This is his future lord
The three of them came in a hurry and left slowly.
When he reached the gate of the camp, Luan Xin finally felt the passion and joy of revenge, as if he were dreaming.