Jiang Ji also noticed that everyone's expressions were different, and coughed lightly to ease the embarrassment.
"Is the evidence solid?"
"I'm sure it's Fenzhou Nanshi."
Fenzhou Nan clan, this is really the Nansheng clan. They want money and money, food and grain, and people. The previous Yang Tao should also give them some face and respect. To put it more simply, the Fenzhou Nanshi is the sponsor of sponsorship and investment in the princes, and the proper gold owner.
Who doesn't give a little face when they meet the gold master
Jiang Ji played the cards unreasonably. As soon as she came over, she offended the Nan clan of Fenzhou. She used force to steal half of the family's wealth. The clay figurine still has three points of anger, let alone the Nan clan.
The Nan clan was on fire, so naturally he planned to kill Jiang Ji.
They checked Jiang Ji's work and rest in advance, bribed the internal response, and arranged more than 100 dead men on the only way in advance.
All this, Jiang Ji did not know in advance.
No matter how penetrating she is, she can't control all cats and dogs, and there will inevitably be some omissions. Nan Shi was able to set up this ambush without disturbing her. Her arrogance was partly responsible, but it was more due to Nan Shi's calculation.
If Jiang Ji does not have the ability to pick a hundred, it will be a dead end for any prince.
Of course, on the other hand, it is precisely because she has this kind of force that she dares to be so rude.
If others follow suit, they will most likely die with no scum left.
For another prince, Nan's calculation succeeded.
Wei Ci asked, "What does the lord plan to do?"
"The words of the dead man cannot be trusted. Send someone to check again, if it's really the Nan clan..." Jiang Ji chuckled lightly, her lips parted slightly, revealing a few white teeth, inexplicably wearing a white Killing intent, "If you don't kill them, is it possible to keep them for the New Year?"
Don't let Nan Sheng's group see the fate of trying to kill her, these people will not be good at all.
"Genocide?"
"Went out!"
Jiang Ji's decision was not opposed.
Even if some people think that the decision to exterminate the clan is too harsh, they will not make their lord unhappy because of this reason.
Most of Jiang Ji's officials, except for the few who surrendered with Yang Tao, were from Dongqing. The number of nobles was less than that of the poor family, especially the high-level confidants. The poor family had an overwhelming victory. In the middle and grassroots, the gentry have the upper hand, but the right to speak is also weak.
The similarities between these gentry and the gentry in Nansheng lie only in the identity of the gentry. These connections alone are not enough for them to intercede at the risk of being resented by Jiang Ji. From the standpoint of interests, the Nansheng gentry and they are not in the same camp.
To sum up, extermination of the clan is the extermination of the clan, and it is not them who are exterminated anyway.
In a few words, Nan's ending was decided, and then it was time to settle the debts of Jiang Ji's solo activities.
Wei Ci and the others didn't say anything harsh, not even a single word to accuse Jiang Ji, but they trained her to hang her head down like the dean of the school. If she wasn't worried about her face as the lord, Jiang Jizhen doubted whether these people would let her write a letter of guarantee...
"Why do I feel that in their eyes, my solo activities are more serious than this assassination?"
When Jiang Ji was hungry and ate the cold rice and cold dishes that she had not finished before, including dinner and supper, there were three buckets of rice in total, it was very late. She rarely broadcasts until so late. The salted fish watched her joke all night, and she forced the salted fish to watch her eat.
There are always many golden sentences in the live broadcast room.
[Oh Christmas]: If you are obedient and don't get alone, the assassination will only happen once, but you are always rambunctious, and you will definitely encounter more than one assassination in the future. Comparing the two, naturally it is more important to control you. Although the anchor is a talented artist and bold, but you are so foolish, Wei Ci will not condone without limit, right? As time goes by, there may be some people who can't bear it and give birth to dissatisfaction.
Salted fish are joking, but their suggestions are also very serious.
The ancient counselors are a group of elusive little goblins. They are good when they are good, but if something goes wrong, it is very simple to turn their faces and not recognize them. The strategist's thinking is different from that of ordinary people, and it is not impossible to rebel against Jiang Ji's actions.
For example, a certain strategist in history has a bad temper with the boss.
True love fans and black fans are often separated by a thin line.
If Jiang Ji continues to die like this, it is hard to guarantee that no one will turn to black.
In fact, many salted fish in the live broadcast room have turned black from fans. They used to love Jiang Ji so much, but later they hated her so much because of some changes. These salted fish are like this across the planes, not to mention the people who are in close contact with Jiang Ji's stinky people every day.
Jiang Ji said, "Is it so serious?"
Many salted fish who entered the workplace assured her that they would!
If they have such a casual boss, even if the boss is so powerful, they will change jobs over time.
It is true that Jiang Ji is the master, but she cannot allow her subordinates to be unconditionally tolerant.
Xianyu's words also made sense. Jiang Ji sighed, scratching her head in irritability, and finally chose to calmly reflect.
She has an advantage, that is, she doesn't admit that she is right, and if she is wrong, she is wrong.
When she reflected, she found that Wei Ci was really angry.
When the crowd dispersed, he didn't look for her as usual, and helped her sort out the official documents to be dealt with the next day, and he didn't give any extra eyes.
Although this kind of awkwardness won't last long, Jiang Ji is still not used to it.
[Your Dad]: You should be
Jiang Ji knew that the old chief was diving in the live broadcast room, so she couldn't help covering her face and said, "Am I that bad?"
[Your Dad]: What do you think
Jiang Ji lay under the porch, her limbs stretched out to bask in the moon.
"I'm quite suspicious now. How did you choose my successor back then? After all, I do have many problems."
[Your Dad]: It's rare that you would actually question yourself.
Jiang Ji choked.
[Your Abba]: Because the flaws do not hide the flaws, there are indeed many problems, but the seventh army is a front-line combat army and not a logistics army. The biggest role of the army commander is to command and inspire the army. Are you doing this well? I didn't let you mingle with the Legionnaires or love them like children, did I? All you have to do is bring them to victory on the battlefield. but…
Jiang Hee said, "So I can be the commander of the battle legion, but I can't be the marshal, right?"
[Your Dad]: Thank goodness, you still have self-knowledge.
Jiang Ji couldn't help holding her forehead.
"I suddenly discovered one thing... You once said that this was an assessment of my succession as a marshal. If I just grasped the system and made great achievements, but my temperament didn't grow, I would at most only be able to remember great achievements. Not mine?"
[Your Abba]: Congratulations, blind student, you discovered Huadian.
Jiang Ji: "..."
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"Who drew me a pie before!"
Whoever catches the chaos is the default marshal, big ****!