The Xuanmen ancestors were mind-read, and the whole family became addicted to becoming villains

She also worries about children without their mother around.

But you can't not save Feng Ying just because of Wuniang.

Otherwise, even if she protects Wu Niang very well, the two of them will live in guilt and will not be happy.

Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren.

Her fifth mother said that she didn’t want to be her grandma’s weakness, but she needed her grandma to be her role model.

As for Li Zhenghe, she no longer needs this man since she made friends with Feng Ying.

She and Feng Ying are sisters-in-law, friends, relatives, and even more so, they are the "Pao Ze" of the united front.

Their lives are not over yet, how could she leave 'Pao Ze' alone.

"Madam, I'm fine, but it's hard for you. Mr. Marquis will be very unhappy, right?"

Mrs. Zhao smiled: "He has been happy for too many years, and I have been depressed for too many years. My son is gone, and it is his turn to be unhappy."

When women don't lose the one they love, they can't tell whether a man has any kindness towards them.

Only after losing it do you realize that the only one who suffers is yourself.

Years of patience were paid for in error.

Mrs. Zhao added: "I'm not afraid of having a baby at the age of 50. At this age, what else are you afraid of? Go ahead, I'll be behind you."

"It's all reversed, it's reversed!"

Xiao Jingze heard about what happened at Caishikou and was so shocked that he couldn't believe it.

Aren't you a spectator?

Isn’t it just Feng Ying? Just a woman.

Why did Marquis Wu cause trouble, and then the people rioted?

Are those stinky poor people crazy?

At this moment, a servant came to report: "Lang Jun, it's not good, that woman shouted..."

Xiao Jingze was in a daze after hearing this.

Oh, it turned out to be them.

The remnants of Thin Scale Village.

It's really interesting that there are still people who can survive after a huge flood in Xilin Village destroyed all life.

Xiao Jingze, who was still a little messy just now, calmed down: "How many people are there?"

"Just her."

"One, it's easy to handle. It doesn't matter if you add the Feng family. It's easy to handle. It's really easy to handle. If I can kill a whole village of them, will I still be afraid of one or two remnants?"

"Aye, what happened?" Xiao Yun came, her face not so good. He knew about Wu Hou on the street.

But I don’t know what my father meant by the remnants just now.

Xiao Jingze kindly tidied Xiao Yun's clothes.

"It's nothing. After today, Dalang will no longer be an ordinary person."

After speaking, he smiled.

He is the adoptive father of the prince and will be the adoptive father of the prince in the future. Who can sue him?

Xiao Ze smiled and said: "Dalang, you hate Mrs. Feng so much, why don't you go and kill her yourself?"

That woman can't achieve anything, it's probably Feng who is supporting her.

Many Feng's knew that they were not afraid and went to kill her.

Xiao Yun hesitated: "Aye, but outside..."

"It's okay. You are the one who will make a big deal. If you kill her, no one will dare to accuse you. Aye will send people to follow you."

"Cui Huan, it's Cui Huan!" Cui Huan, lieutenant of Shence Army.

The emperor's personal guard, the person the emperor trusts the most.

But the most profound impression people have on him is that he is ruthless and murderous without blinking an eye.

"Cui Huan is here, Cui Huan is going to kill someone." Someone shouted.

But people didn't seem that scared and didn't even run away.

Cui Huan sat on the horse and shook his head slightly. He must have not been out to kill people for a long time, and these people didn't recognize him anymore.

A mere Wuhou dares to rebel.

A daughter-in-law of the Li family can actually make waves.

Are the dignitaries in Chang'an City becoming more and more cowardly, and they actually allow these two kinds of people to become a climate?

He only brought twenty personal guards.

But enough.

Feng Ying looked at the smoke and dust of the horseshoes not far away, with a panic on his face: "Jian, who is this?"

【Cui Huan. 】

[Eight years ago, relying on the Dr. Cheng incident, he joined the people and killed his brother in the chaos. He became famous in one battle and became the most cruel and ruthless person in Chang'an City. Then he was favored by the emperor and became the emperor's executioner. . 】

[He seems to have forgotten that the last person who was so arrogant and wanted to kill people was his brother, who was killed by him. 】

Feng Yingdao: "I understand, the story of a dragon-slaying hero turned into a dragon."

Feng Ying began to worry about everyone. Such a murderous person came, what should everyone do?

Cui Huan saw Wang Yunzhi when he was about to release the arrow.

Not only Wang Yunzhi, but also the sacrificial wine from the Imperial College, two officials from the Zhongshu Province, the mountain chiefs of the two academies in the capital...

There are also many students.

Some of them were actually his acquaintances, Confucian scholars who had saved people with him eight years ago and now had a certain status in the court.

They sat on the ground without making any noise.

However, his calm posture blocked the way of everyone, and his leisurely expression showed no anger or authority, so that the guards did not dare to shoot arrows and the soldiers did not dare to draw their bows.

The surroundings fell silent and the atmosphere became tense.

Cui Huan: "..."

"You also want to rebel?"

Wang Yunzhi said: "How could it be? The scholar's rebellion has failed for three years. If our shoulders can withstand it but our hands cannot bear it, we are useless. What can we do?"

In the attic not far away, Mrs. Wen pulled Wang Duan and said, "I like your father's self-effacing look the most. Look, how handsome he is."

Wang Duan: "..."

Really enough.

It's a matter of life and death, but you still feed yourself.

Wang Yunzhi continued: "We just want to read to everyone."

The Imperial Academy offered wine and said, "I'm good at reading this kind of thing, so I'll do it first."

He suddenly asked: "Why do people study?"

Wang Yunzhi thought for a while and said: "Be an official and make money. The book has its own golden house, the book has its own thousand bells of millet, and the book has its own beauty like jade."

Jijiu smiled and said, "Is this the book that Brother Yun wants to read?"

Wang Yunzhi smiled, raised his hand and made a word of invitation: "I respectfully invite you to offer wine to clear up your doubts."

The students behind them shouted in unison: "Please offer wine to solve my doubts!"

Jijiu looked at Lang Lang Qiankun with a smile on his face: "Cui Huan, please listen together."

"Readers should establish their minds for the heaven and the earth, establish their destiny for the livelihood of the people, carry forward their unique knowledge for the saints, and create peace for all generations!"

His voice was neither slow nor fast, nor high-pitched, but it was ups and downs with sincere emotions, slowly extending to all directions.

The students read in unison: "Readers should establish their minds for the heaven and the earth, establish their lives for the people, inherit their unique knowledge for the saints, and create peace for all generations!"

The sound was high-pitched and neat, stretching for thousands of miles and soaring into the sky.

More and more people are joining the ranks of reading.

"Readers should establish their minds for the heaven and the earth, establish their destiny for the livelihood of the people, carry forward their unique knowledge for the saints, and create peace for all generations!"

All around, in the distance, there was this sound.

It is a simple sentence, but it has huge power and touches people's hearts.

Who said that a scholar's shoulders are useless if his shoulders can't bear the weight of his hands.

As long as a scholar has a groove in his chest, he will have knowledge in his head and weapons in his hand.

Although the previous emperor was said to be a tyrant, he also knew how to promote Enke and select talents.

why?

Countries that do not value scholars will eventually perish because scholars gather a lot of energy among the people.

Scholars don’t have swords and guns, but they have pens.

Those who have killed scholars since ancient times must have their infamy in books.