Datang Fenghua Road

Li Ji nodded slowly next to him, and said with deep meaning: "Recently, there have been many major events in Shenyang City. It is a major event to drive away the Buddhists, and it is also a major event to rescue the Han slaves, but according to the old man's opinion, these two things are not big, and the Marquis of Jingyang accepts the righteous daughter. It’s really a big deal, even though she was born as a Han slave, she will be the eldest daughter of the Hou’s house in the future. You should drink it, you should drink it…”

The princes of the nations nodded one after another, looked at each other, and did not go against their hearts.

Han Yue looked at the lake from a distance, watching Han Ya and Xiao Sizi playing together, and gradually let out a cheerful laugh. For some reason, the incident of last night suddenly sounded, and a pale and pretty face suddenly appeared in his mind.

"I got a righteous daughter, but I killed a daughter. The karma of Han slave has been solved, but the karma of Buddhism has been planted. I don't know if she is still alive?"

He murmured to himself, although his voice was small, but Li Ji heard it in his ears. The Great Tang British Duke reached out and patted his shoulder, and said solemnly: "Those who make big things don't care about the details..."

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"Those who make a big deal, don't stick to the small details!" When Li Ji said this, someone in a courtyard in Shenyang City was also talking.

This courtyard house is located in the west area of ​​the city, and should be allocated to four households as a rule. However, many rooms are empty, and only one room is furnished with beds.

This kind of thing violates the regulations set by Han Yue, and I don't know who has the courage to steal the house under Han Yue's eyelids.

In the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, the courtyard was silent, and there was only a person lying on a bed in the room, a woman of peerless elegance.

Although this woman was extremely beautiful, her face was unusually pale. There were faintly two blood-red palm prints on her chest and dry, dark red blood spots on the corners of her mouth.

There was also a man standing beside the bed, a tall man with a face-covering hat on his head, and his body shrouded in black clothes.

He stood with his hands behind his back, although he did not move, there was a faint coldness on his body, which was even colder than the cold weather outside.

"Those who make a big deal, don't stick to the small details..." The man spoke again and said coldly: "Qingyue, I am here to rescue you because I want you to do one thing, and you and I owe nothing after it is done!"

It turned out that the woman lying on the bed was actually Qingyue who was injured by Han Yue.

Chapter 309 Mysterious Hidden Dragon, Does Han Yue Know?

"I don't owe you anything, Qingyue of Buddhism is dead, and only Zixia is left in the world, you have no right to order me..." The girl on the bed struggled to sit up, her eyes were burning with anger, but there was a little sadness on her face.

The mysterious man in black smiled lightly, and said leisurely: "Even if Qingyue is dead, Zixia owes me. No matter whether you are Qingyue or Zixia, you owe me all your life. Can you hear clearly? Everyone with the surname Zi in the world owes a debt to this seat, and it will never be repaid in a lifetime..."

At the beginning of this person's speech, his voice was faint, and his voice became louder as he spoke, gradually showing a bit of madness.

Qingyue stared at him in a daze, and suddenly said loudly: "You instructed Dongdu Buddha to establish a human-control flower organization, which made countless girls suffer from being far away from their parents. I was kidnapped by you since I was a child, whipped and beaten day and night, and forced to learn the art of controlling people." .Such a thing so devoid of conscience can be struck by lightning, what right do you have to say that I owe you?"

"Hahaha, what qualifications do I have, what qualifications do I have? To tell you the truth, this is a debt your father owes me, and your Zi family will not finish it in your whole life!" The mysterious man in black suddenly took off his hat, revealing a Calm with a frantic face.

His face is very strange, honest and straightforward, he looks like an old farmer in the country, but there is a faint glint of light in his eyes, giving people a sense of profound wisdom.

"In the past, there was an honest young man who married a kind and gentle girl from the same village. The young couple opened a shop in the town. The business was not very good, but they lived a good life..." The man in black held his hand. He stood up, his face showing a deep memory.

He murmured: "Just when his child was about to be born, the town suddenly had to be developed, and a group of hooligans came to make trouble every day. The three shops only wanted to pay 2 yuan in compensation. He was beaten by hooligans several times, and he gritted his teeth. Reluctant to demolish the house because it was his and his wife's only residence."

The man in black had a low voice, and it was clear that what he was telling did not happen in the Tang Dynasty, but Zixia had a calm face, as if it was not strange.

He glanced at Zixia, and then said: "One night, the bulldozer rumbled and directly collapsed the young man's house. His wife who was seven months pregnant couldn't escape, and she died in the house. "

"He went mad and dug up the ruins with his hands. In the end, he reluctantly dug out his wife's body. His body was smashed by bricks and tiles, but he was hunched over to protect his stomach, as if he wanted to protect the unborn child."

"This young man complained everywhere, and every time he was on the road, he was intercepted. Once he went to the capital, he was identified as mentally ill by a group of hooligans as soon as he got off the train, and he was forcibly taken to a mental hospital."

"There is an attending physician in that mental hospital. His surname is Zi and his name is Ziyangfeng..."

Speaking of this, the man in black gradually showed a frantic look on his face again, and said loudly: "It's this damn old man. He clearly knew that the young man was wronged, but he deliberately diagnosed him with schizophrenia, and the hospital admitted the young man."

"Uncle Qianlong, my father just wants to save you..." Zixia suddenly sighed and whispered, "He really wants to save you!"

The man in black looked a little sluggish and murmured: "Yeah, in that situation, if he didn't say I was mentally ill and didn't put me in the hospital, I'm afraid those people would use a more ruthless way to deal with me. Ziyang Feng is saving me, but I'm not grateful at all. If I hadn't received that treatment, I wouldn't have traveled to the damn Sui Dynasty. I can't go back in my life. "

He shouted loudly, his face was peaceful and then frantic, Zixia looked at him calmly, and suddenly said softly: "Uncle Qianlong, maybe you really have schizophrenia, my father's diagnosis is not wrong."

"Yes, I know that too!" The man in black shouted and said angrily, "Since the night my wife and son were crushed to death, I've actually gone crazy. There are no more honest young people in this world, only cynical ones. Qianlong, there is only Qianlong who is chasing the world, since the world treats me harshly, then I will take revenge on the world..."

Zixia shook her head slowly, and said faintly, "There is always kindness in the hearts of good people. When I was a child, I was playful by the river, and it was you who jumped into the river and rescued me."

The man in black snorted coldly, and said disdainfully, "I want to kidnap you, not to save you. I can't go home for revenge because of the Ziyang wind. My child died, but he married in the Tang Dynasty. Having a child, of course I will kidnap you, give you to Buddhism, and make you a man-controlling flower, ahahaha, happy, happy."

Zixia clasped her knees with both hands, and said softly: "My niece shouldn't have to pay back the debts between my predecessors, but I have been a Qingyue for 20 years, and I have suffered so much pain during this period. Even if the Zi family really owes you something, my niece will still use it for 20 years." Still. Uncle Qianlong, please let me go, I want to change back to that girl playing by the river, I want to change back to that carefree Zixia, I am only 20 years old this year, and I need to pursue my own happiness .”

"As long as you promise me one thing, I can agree to your request."

Zixia looked up at him and said softly, "What's the matter?"

The man in black stood with his hands behind his back, spit out two words lightly, and said solemnly, "Han Yue..."

Zixia was stunned, then slowly shook her head and refused: "I said just now that the Buddhist Qingyue is dead, Zixia is not a control flower, I will not control Han Yue."

"This seat didn't let you control him!" The man in black walked slowly to the window, looked at the snow-covered city outside, and muttered, "You can have sex with him, marry him, and let him If you marry you, you can give him a baby. I won't care about these things, and I won't let you hurt him. There is only one thing I ask you to do, one thing that is not harmful to you or him! "

Zixia became a little curious and couldn't help but ask, "What do you want me to do?"

The man in black turned around and looked back, staring at Zixia, and solemnly said, "Assist Han Yue and dominate the world!"

Zixia was stunned and said: "What does Uncle Qianlong mean? Don't you like the world of cholera the most, why are you so kind to Han Yue?"

The man in black did not answer her directly, but continued: "If you are willing to agree to this matter, this seat will hand over the painstaking development of the Qianlong Organization to you. People in the world say that Li Shimin is the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, and few people know him. The imperial decree only takes effect during the day, and in the land of the Central Plains, Qianlong is the emperor of the night."

The implication is that the Qianlong organization is so huge that it can even affect the power structure of the entire Tang Dynasty. Li Shimin has the final say during the day, and Qianlong has the final say at night.

This statement is full of arrogance, but it gives people a sense of no boasting.Zixia was sluggish for a while, then hesitantly said, "Sister Hong'er is your own daughter, why didn't you give her the Qianlong Organization?"

The man in black snorted and said coldly: "She is the child born after this seat crossed over, and there is no father-daughter relationship at all. That damn girl has her elbows turned outward all her life, and this seat has the heart to kill her. "

Zixia was stunned, feeling that Qianlong's words were obviously extreme, and apparently fell into the symptoms of schizophrenia.

She was about to explain a few words, but Qianlong suddenly sighed softly, and his voice became simple and honest, and said lightly: "Besides, Hong'er has already married Xu Buyan, she has found her own happiness, do I still need it? Can't you force her to sleep with Han Yue?"

Sure enough, it was a schizophrenia. One moment he was going to kill his own daughter, and another moment he felt that the child had a life of his own. Zixia sighed softly. Thinking of the tragic experience of this person before crossing, he felt very pitiful in his life.

"Assist Han Yue, dominate the world..." She murmured and fell into deep thought, always feeling that Qianlong had no purpose.

At the end of the Sui Dynasty, the world was in chaos, and the Qianlong organization sprang up. Eighteen rebel kings were very afraid of him. Even the father and son of the Li family suffered a lot of losses. If Qianlong really wanted to take the world, he might have done it long ago. emperor.

The Tang Dynasty was able to establish a country, and the Li family could become emperor. Strictly speaking, Qianlong gave it up.

"This seat is useless to the world, only Han Yue is useful!" Qianlong suddenly said, his simple and honest face was both excited and crazy, his eyes flashed with fanatical brilliance, and he muttered: "He takes Only after the world can send me home, let me avenge my life."

It's a pity that the last sentence was very low, and Zixia just fell into deep thought, and couldn't hear it clearly for a while.

Normal people will never understand what a lunatic thinks. Qianlong is the most powerful man in the Tang Dynasty, but what he never forgets in his heart is to go back to avenge the destruction of the three houses, and to avenge the death of his wife and children. .

The afternoon sun was very warm, shining on the snow in Shenyang City, reflecting the crystal clear brilliance. Qianlong stood by the bed with his hands behind his back, quietly waiting for Zixia to agree to his request.