Heavens and Worlds Pawn System

Listening to Su Hu Zhengyi’s awe-inspiring, kind and benevolent voice, Zheng Lun’s deep feeling of nausea grew stronger, and he suddenly interrupted the other party’s chattering: "Master Hou, the vitality in my body is fading fast. If you can’t succeed in seizing the house before the light is on, then it’s me who will die, and will not be overborn!"

Su Hu's expression became even more tangled when he heard this. A person who had a sense of justice and could not accept others receiving gifts, asked him to order to take away one's life. How could he do it easily?

It’s just that he didn’t want to understand that the undead standing in front of him at this time can find someone to rob him without his permission. The reason for this extra move is not to embarrass him deliberately, but to look at him more directly. Attitude. wuxiaspot.com

Now that the attitude saw it, Zheng Lun was not unexpectedly disappointed, even very angry, and his red eyes gradually turned blood red.

"So, Lord Hou, for the justice in your heart, is it okay even if my soul is lost?" Seeing that he has been silent, Zheng Lun further persecuted.

Su Hu took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Give me some more time. I will now let people go to find the evil boy. If the seizure of the house must be carried out, then the deprivation of the house of the evil boy will be considered worthy of his crime!"

Zheng Lun stared at him intently, suddenly laughed, shook his head and said, "No, Lord Hou."

Su Hu's eyes lit up, and his face was suddenly filled with joy: "Did you think of a better way?"

"I got it."

"any solution?"

The corners of Zheng Lun's mouth raised slightly, and his soul suddenly turned into a stream of light, hitting the center of Su Hu's eyebrows hard, and forcibly squeezing into his ancestral aperture.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Although Su Hu doesn’t know how to practice, he is a prince who is worthy of ten thousand people. His soul is stronger than ordinary people. At this time, under the influence of Zheng Lun’s devilish energy, his soul manifests in the ancestral aperture. The grievances have launched a fierce struggle!

After a long time, when the dawn came quietly, the first ray of morning light in the ground pierced the darkness and projected into the room. Su Hu, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, and a red light flashed quickly...

In the eighth year of King Zhou, Xia June, the Great Dynasty Meeting. See 1 Mao 2 Line 3 Chinese Net

King Zhou wore a crown with hairdo on his head. The twelve diadems covered his thin face and hid the sharpness in his eyes.

"The princes of Eight Hundred Towns have been in Beijing for more than a month, and today they announced that they had seen them. All the ministers and workers will listen to what they want." Before Shang Xi could speak, King Zhou took the lead.

The civil and military officials were silent, and the Huangmen official sang loudly: "The king has a purpose, and the princes of the eight hundred towns will see..."

"The king has a purpose, the princes of Xuanbabai Town will see you!"

"The king has a purpose, the princes of Xuanbabai Town will see you..."

With repeated sounds, the voice quickly came to the outside of the palace gate, and the two guards who were standing in front of the palace gate rushed to the prince’s courtyard after hearing the words.

Half a quarter of an hour later, more than 800 princes dressed in court clothes, led by the four princes and kings, walked toward the palace aggressively like the four vitality societies, passing the palace gate, crossing the Meridian Gate, and crossing the Nine Dragon Bridge. Finally, I walked through a long imperial road and came to the front of the Great Court.

Due to the limited space of the Dachaotang, the princes of the eight hundred towns and the four great princes and kings were only proclaimed into twelve, and the rest of the princes could only stand outside the court in accordance with the rules of the Feng Guoda.

"Farewell to the great king." The four great princes and kings started, and the princes of the eight hundred towns bowed down at the same time.

King Zhou's cheeks were covered by Mianqi, so that outsiders could not see the happiness and anger, and his voice was even calmer or even colder: "No ceremony, flat body."

"Thank you, King!" The princes thanked at the same time.

"You and the princes of the eight hundred towns jointly wrote a letter, and they met together, but I don't know what happened?" King Zhou said.

Dongbo Hou Jiang Huanchu took the lead and said: "Don't dare to hide the king, we are here for the order of grace."

A gleam flashed in King Zhou's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Could the four princes want to understand and are ready to support the national policy, and come to give the concubine a reward? This is easy, and the widow can personally grant them now..."

Jiang Huanchu: "..."

Lords of Eight Hundred Town: "..."

"Wait the king, wait a minute, the king!" Seeing King Zhou's elation, Jiang Huanchu hurriedly bit the bullet and said: "We are not here to grant a reward. We are here to propose to the king to cancel this national policy."

King Zhou suddenly changed color, and his original brisk voice instantly became gloomy: "This is a national policy issued by the widows. The purpose is to benefit the princes. Why do you propose to cancel this national policy? Could it be someone? Talking like a tongue, bewitching you?"

"King Qizou, no one can confuse us, and no one can confuse us." Xibo Hou Jichang sighed: "We know that the king is for our own good, but the customs, culture, folk beliefs, and even living habits of many countries are different. Not the same, no matter how perfect the national policy is, there is no way it can be applied to all countries.

Since the Tweet Order has been in operation, it has caused more than 130 military disasters, directly or indirectly destroying 21 vassals. If the Tweet Order continues in this way, the Eight Hundred Towns will eventually be left unknown. So, who will guard Yin Shangshe Ji by then? "

King Zhou said: "We can't give up and implement national policies just because of the momentary pain and confusion. The widows also have a copy of the data. In the five hundred years of Yin and Shang, the number of princes who died in palace fighting was no less than three thousand. On average, every prince One or two princes will die tragically under the struggle for power. As long as there is only one position of the prince, the struggle and military disaster will never stop, and it has nothing to do with whether the Tweet Order is implemented."

Ji Chang: "..."

Where did this data come from? Why has he never heard of it?

At the same time, Su Jin at the front of Baiguan smiled without saying a word.

"The king, the autonomy of the country is a tradition, and each country is like the family of a prince. The prince intervenes in the family affairs of the princes on the grounds of state affairs and national policies. The minister thinks that there may be something wrong." Beibohou Chonghou Hu said.

For this kind of question, King Zhou couldn't answer easily, and subconsciously raised his eyes to Su Jin.

"There is a country before a family. A family is a country, and a country is a big family." Su Jin said: "For the king, the entire Yin and Shang dynasties are homes, and the princes are his brothers and sisters.

Why did the king firmly implement the Tweet Order? The ultimate goal, isn't it to make your loved ones kill less and hurt less?

If everyone can get a reward, how can they fight for another position? Therefore, it is a fallacy for King Beibohou to intervene in family affairs by state affairs, and this view simply cannot be established. "

Chonghou Tiger: "..."

I don't know how to be strong, speechless!