The Main God Space is Coming

She knows the past doesn't solve anything.

Shuntian Mansion is riding horses in the street without any scruples, how can she afford to provoke them?

In the past, it was just food delivery.

Rational thinking keeps her from doing things that are not beneficial to herself.

The arrogant face and arrogant laughter were deeply embedded in her heart like the tip of a knife.

The blue-haired girl who was exhausted and out of breath might not be her future.

Han Xueyang was neither sad nor happy.

"Silence! Silence! If you don't break out in silence, you will perish in silence!"

Mr. Lu Xun of China once said such a thing, right?

That's right.

The hysterical roar pierced the still bright sky, as if mocking something.

The blue sky is bright, the cuckoo is crying blood!

Restrain the emotions in your heart, be silent!silence!

Like a wave, like a raging flame surging!

The surrounding atmosphere is extremely depressing.

The man in green brocade enjoys this almost breathless environment obsessively.

"Humph……"

The fragile but tenacious low Ming broke all of this abruptly.

Han Xueyang followed the prestige, his deep eyes flickered.

Unspeakable emotions rose from her heart!

I saw a short body of an elegant literati in green clothes checking on the boy who looked like a rag doll.

Is the national teacher!

"Dazhi, Dazhi—" The blue-haired girl ran over quickly with red eyes.

The exhausted body combined with the emotions of great joy and sorrow made her unstable and fell to the ground. She quickly got up and rushed forward...

"There is still help."

The elegant literati in green shirt, that is, Beigong Wuyue said softly.

The blue-haired girl's expression was slightly relieved by the firm tone, but she immediately said anxiously: "Save him, save him! I will agree to whatever you ask—"

Beigong Wuyue nodded slightly.

Immediately, he looked at the man in green brocade who was looking at him in surprise.

"What identity?"

"Wang Li, the son of Wang Gao, the right servant of the household department."

A wooden voice suddenly came from the mouth of the green brocade man, that is, Wang Li.

At this moment, his entire expression became blurred at a rapid speed, as if he had been...

Hypnotized!

Han Xueyang stared blankly.

But when I think about it carefully, I don't feel too surprised.

The national teacher is proficient in spells, and it is nothing to know some methods similar to hypnosis.

"Is Wang Li? It looks like a human being. Your father was a censor and was in charge of verifying the affairs of tea and horses in Shaanxi. Because of the poverty in the frontier and poor harvests every year, he wrote to His Majesty not to set up officials to make the common people suffer."

"The year before last in Henan and other places, there was a serious grain failure. Wang Gao asked for an emergency to clear the warehouse bank, and countless people were able to save their lives..."

Case by case.

Beigong Wuyue narrated slowly and methodically.

Many people stared at Wang Li, who was slowly recovering and his face turned red, with a look of "tiger father and dog son" in surprise.

His father Wang Gao is not well-known, but the practical things he did and the people he saved are real!

"This is to make him die socially." Han Xueyang said with a smile.

Suddenly.

A roar came out from Wang Li's mouth: "Shut up! Shut up—"

Beigong Wuyue glanced at him indifferently, Wang Li's mouth closed instantly, and he couldn't help covering his mouth in horror.

"You are young and inexperienced, so it is inevitable that you will be a little impulsive, and now Mr. Wang is in charge of changing rice into mulberry in Zhejiang and other places. You are the only son, so it is really not easy to have trouble..."

He sized up Wang Li with indifferent eyes for a long while.

It wasn't until the blue-haired girl tugged on his sleeve anxiously that Beigong Wuyue said: "... I hope your father can achieve something."