Quickly pass through: Crazy batch of bosses are so popular that they become popular

The palace officials worked overtime to drag away the corpses and pump water to wash the ground clean.

The blood mixed with mud was washed away, leaving behind the golden jade tiles.

The imperial city has long been controlled by 800 soldiers arranged by Si Jin. The streets are so quiet that you can hear a pin drop clearly.

Dewey was standing at the city gate wearing dark iron armor and holding a long sword in his hand. 30 miles away was the 10-strong army from the capital brought by Zhong Youliang.

The imperial city was surrounded like an iron barrel.

The ministers who had been frightened all night were released, and an angry little father-in-law came to deliver a message.

"Last night there was an immortal like a dream. The Supreme Emperor was grateful for the aura of heaven and earth, and decreed that His Highness the Ninth Prince would be in Zen. Everyone, please move on!"

One by one, trembling old men were invited to the morning court in a daze, but the thrones were empty.

After a while, Yan Yun strode over with the new emperor in bright yellow in his arms, standing on the imperial steps, his tone as calm as ever.

"The Supreme Emperor wrote the edict to punish himself, and later handed it over to the Ministry of Education to be released to the lower levels. There is no need to cover it up."

The Ninth Prince was dragged into new clothes in a daze, and his little fleshy face was still dazed when he was pushed onto the dragon chair.

A palace coup implicated almost all the adult princes and wiped out all the careerists.

Except for the seventh prince, he did not dare to go to the palace to rescue him because of his special status, and he lost his life.

The new emperor ascended the throne, the Supreme Emperor moved to another palace, the court was reorganized and cleaned, and there were too many subsequent things, so Si Jin did not participate.

Half a month later, the Ninth Prince officially ascended the throne and was renamed Yongxin.

Yan Yun, the general of Zhenyuan, was granted the title of king with a different surname and regent of the court.

Si Jin of the Song Dynasty was granted the title of princess of the country, enjoying food for hundreds of millions of households, and made the capital of the capital its fief.

In addition to the rewards based on merit, Dewey was awarded the title of General of Hussars, Qi Rui was awarded the title of Minister of the Central Committee, and Meng Delong was granted the title of Anlebo, as well as countless gold and silver rewards.

Si Jin's remaining time is all about revenge.

She glanced with interest at Song Renhuai, who had only one arm left in the clay pot.

"Did you see that? You are pursuing the rights you have dreamed of all your life, and I can have them at will."

Song Renhuai glared hard at the pair of bull's eyes and whined, as if he was about to faint.

When Zhongye was almost tortured, Si Jin raised his hand and stuffed the memories of the original owner's previous life into his mind.

"A jackal like you doesn't deserve a good death at all. You have experienced the pain inflicted on others hundreds of times."

With another wave of his hand, the memory of the original mistress's frightened horse and dystocia was also stuffed into Song Renhuai's mind.

The pinprick-like pain made his expression ferocious, and veins popped out on his forehead.

From now on, Song Renhuai will be trapped in these two memories, feeling humiliation, pain, and despair over and over again as the original owner and original mistress...

That night, Si Jin swaggered to the other palace and confidently wanted to see the Supreme Emperor.

Emperor Shengyuan laughed angrily and swept the chessboard away, causing the black and white chess pieces to fall all over the floor.

"Let her in! I want to see what else she wants to do?"

The seventh prince across from him lowered his eyes and said nothing. His father...

Still not awake yet?

Si Jin strode into the palace, and when he raised his eyes, he met the fox eyes of the Seventh Prince Xiao Ziqi.

She raised her lips and smiled, "I met His Highness Seventh again. Well, I think I should call you King Xiaoyao."

Xiao Ziqi stared at Si Jin's face for a long time, then licked the corners of his lips and smiled.

"That's it...Miss Song, you should call me Your Royal Highness now. I really underestimated you that day."

If it weren't for the specious words in Hongfangyuan, he might not have rushed into the imperial city to fight.

He holds a secret guard left behind by his mother, so he may not be able to give it a try...

But it's too late to say anything now.

Emperor Sheng Yuan's eyes wandered over the two of them, and he suddenly snorted coldly.

"Ha~ In the end, the person who sat on the throne was not a descendant of my Xiao family. After all your hard work, you only got the title of princess. Can't I give it to you?"

Si Jin didn't talk nonsense to him at all. She came today to give a big gift package to Emperor Sheng Yuan.

With a wave of his hand, the original owner was humiliated at a palace banquet in his previous life, abandoned on a carriage, taken away from the gate of the General's Mansion, suffered from lack of food and clothing in Qingcongyuan, and then was led to escape, humiliated by beggars, and watched Xiao Tao being raped. Those people shared the food, and finally their throats were cut off by the secret guard with a sword...

Everything the original owner had gone through allowed this king, who held a high position and didn't care about the lives of others, to experience the feeling of being dominated by fate.

Hope he likes it.

As for the traitorous concubine in the harem...

Fart charms, baldness charms, bad breath charms, pimple popping charms...all are arranged in one go.

Si Jin stayed in this plane for a total of ten years and watched the young emperor personally govern before he left with peace of mind.

Of course, he didn't forget to take Meng Delong with him before leaving. After all, he had promised to others.

?This plane is finished?

"Is there nothing wrong with your test? How could there be someone here? 857 Are you itchy again?"

Si Jin's face turned black as he walked on the muddy hillside.

857 pointed at the grievance, "It's obvious that the person is here, how could it not be there?"

Si Jin stopped, raised his head and looked around, finally focusing on the muddy road under his feet.

"Do you think there's a chance he's down here?"

Si Jin said nothing, the stars in his eyes were spinning, and he quickly locked onto the position about three meters below.

"Come on, it's your turn to show off, help pull the person out!" Si Jin ordered 857.

The latter were shocked. It turned out that the person was really buried underground!

It didn't dare to grind, and quickly exchanged its points for a vacuum cleaner, which instantly sucked in all the mud and rocks within a five-meter radius.

A man's arm was exposed, and 857 quickly used a net to fish it out.

The mud was flowing back very quickly. They had just dragged people to safety, and the big hole had been filled again.

Seeing that there was no way to kill the two clay figurines, Si Jin rarely used high technology again.

"Rinse them clean and do CPR, or they may not survive."

Si Jin chose a modern dimension this time. He didn't have any aspirations, he just liked playing games.

The reason why I chose this place is because of that guy Meng Delon. He promised to send him back to his original plane, and he must do it!

Soon, 857's first aid took effect, and Meng Delong's body resumed its heartbeat.

Si Jin quickly took out the soul nourishing bottle in the space and stuffed Meng Delong back into this body.

As for Mendelon's father...it was not within her scope of consideration.

Meng Delong woke up leisurely and recognized Si Jin at the first sight.

Si Jin, however, had no intention of talking to anyone, and left with only a "see you later".

Just as he reached the foot of the mountain, Si Jin suddenly stopped and squinted at the sky, seeming to be looking at something through the blue sky and white clouds.

His eyes gradually darkened.