After cultivating the ruthless way, I soared

--breaking Dawn--

Finally got to the big picture.

Zhou Feng stood on the high platform with a disdainful attitude. Although the height was extremely cold, there were only three thousand guests of his shogunate in the audience.

"In ancient times, there was a way to coerce the emperor to make the princes—" Zhou Feng said halfway through, he closed his eyes fiercely, but in his vision, there were mourners everywhere, and the people were in dire straits.

Since a ruler does not become a ruler, nor does he need to be a ruler, then a subject does not need to be a minister, nor does he need to be a minister.

"What kind of person am I and what is my purpose? Ordinary people don't understand, don't you understand?"

"In order to achieve our goal, maybe you and I can wait for the dog emperor to die, and are willing to give up this life to be buried with Da Chu. But the soldiers guarding the border, the women and children who are displaced, cannot be captured by the enemy country."

"A country made up of corpses is not built with innocent flesh and blood."

For the country, for the people, and for the world.

Other than the three, the king is the lightest.

It snows in June in Kyoto, and the people all say that it is Zhou Feng's fault. Zhou Feng is an evil ghost in the middle of the night, who can stop children from crying.

Although those hands were the hands of civil servants, they killed too many people with Xuan Zhe's power.

It's the heads of generals hanging from the walls of the capital's moat, the corpses of veterans who were killed in the Golden Luan Hall, and the souls of concubines who fell into wells in the harem... Their dead souls twisted into a ball, causing heavy snowfall that was not suitable for the weather.

The ignorant people can only see the surface, but in fact, they don't understand anything.Those bastards all have a way to kill, so they should be some kind of sweet pastry for saving the world and helping the people.

The head hanging on the wall of the moat is that of a traitorous general. He stole the tiger talisman and intended to give it to the enemy. Zhou Feng sent people to kill him as a memorial to the souls who died for no reason.

The veteran's eyesight was also dim, and he regarded the soft-boned thief as the savior of the world. Zhou Feng used a little trick to make them reveal their true colors. The poor old bone couldn't recognize people clearly, and he smashed his head to death on the Golden Temple.

The obscene | lowly concubines have long been reduced to the eunuch's prostitutes, which is really humiliating to the family, Zhou Feng let those people commit suicide to maintain their dignity.

Zhou Feng swallowed a mouthful of blood foam, and used the accumulated bones as a ladder to climb. He didn't seek Qingyun Road, but only wished for the people's livelihood.

Even if the people's livelihood, the heart does not turn to Bodhi.

Da Chutian was dark, and his fate came to an end.

Zhou Feng allowed those who had the greatest achievements and those who were eyeing the throne to kill each other, and reaped the benefits of the fisherman.

He let the demon concubine commit suicide on the top of the city wall, and then—forced the palace, the incompetent old emperor finally gave way to the young son who had just turned seven years old.

Zhou Feng coerced the Son of Heaven to order the princes to concentrate their military power, and sent [-]% of the troops to the frontier, and let Xuanzhe, Su Qin and other generals guard the border.

Dawn finally dawned in Dachu, and dawn was approaching.

Those who have passed away are less and less, and those who are alive are closer to each other, and the elderly women and children finally wait for their return at home, but some people can only wait until the body is shrouded in horse leather, or a message that a person has passed away.

As soon as Wanguku was successful, this battle that was completely strangled in the cradle before it even had time to start, sparked a few sporadic sparks, and Wanguku was only half withered.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and even if the five small countries were twisted into a rope, they would not be able to break through the border of the camel, so they simply died down.

No matter how much you hate people, as long as it is a war, no one can escape completely, no matter how thorough the plan is, there will be casualties.

Those regrets and misses that rot in the stomach must be blamed by someone. The soldiers on the border have worked hard. No matter how stupid or stupid the people are, they know that they cannot blame the heroes who defend their homes and the country, so they naturally set the fire on civil servants.

Most of the courtiers with surnames in the Great Chu Dynasty Hall died, and most of the rest could not be named, except Zhou Feng who was at the top.

They added new and old grievances accumulated in the past years, some were gone, and the wind was like rain. Those old cases that were like snakes, turned into sinister and cunning calculations, and piled up all the bad debts on Zhou Feng's head.

The people in Dachu read very little, and only a few people can afford to read. Most of them are peasants. They only know how to sow food. They only know how to work at sunrise and rest at sunset. If people break in, they will be reduced to subjugated slaves.

They only saw that the pain of parting from their husband and son these days was all due to the treacherous minister today.

If Zhou Feng hadn't sent their relatives to the frontier, how could some be injured, some died, and some couldn't come back?

It's a pity that there is no way to attack this high-ranking traitor. He can only temporarily bury an inextinguishable fire in the ashes, and wait for an unfounded reason to start a prairie fire.

The capital is all plain, and Zhou Feng also changed into white clothes. He didn't want to stay in the dreary palace all day long, and he desperately longed for someone. Now that the border crisis has been calmed down, there are still restless princes in the court. The nobles are ready to move.

If Xuan Zhe came back at this time, wouldn't he become his own shield, a ready-made live target.

Those forces are still afraid of Zhou Feng, but Xuan Zhe can't treat one as a thousand.

He was finally about to let go, let the bird return to the forest, and the eagle fly into the sky.

The generals came back triumphantly, among them was Xuan Zhe, and the people lined the road to welcome him. They all said that this chivalrous man, from the rivers and lakes to the court, was a hero who saved the country. He was the only flower that bloomed on the rotten wood.

Zhou Feng stood under the head of the Golden Luan Hall, looking at the little child sitting on the wide dragon chair, who was the seven-year-old emperor.

Panic gradually rose on his immature face, and the emperor was trembling. He heard from his mother that Zhou Feng was a wolf in the palace who didn't even bother to wear sheep's clothing.

"Your Majesty, General Xuan came from a reckless background. Although he has a reputation as a hero, he is not suitable for the court. He has killed countless capable ministers and generals before. Is it for faults? To resist foreign enemies is for merit. If the merits and demerits are equal, let Xuan Zhe go back. Stay where you are."

Zhou Feng put his hands together in an orderly gesture, and whispered in the hall, no one glared at him anymore, because no one dared.

He is so rebellious that he is in vain as a minister, so why not.

Zhou Feng's thin eyelids were half lifted, and only a little bit of murderous intent leaked out of his dark pupils, and those softies fell silent like cicadas, and died down.

After retreating from the imperial court, Zhou Feng never looked at Xuan Zhe at all. He used to be in love with each other, but now that he has used it up, it is nothing but a bird's-eye.

"Xiao Zhou." Xuan Zhe followed behind him and called out in a low voice, very softly.

"Yeah." Zhou Feng didn't turn his head, thinking to himself, I'm so bored, don't hurry up, if you don't leave, you will fall into the abyss and cannot get out.

"I'll stay by your side, okay?" Xuan Zhe's face was calm, he was not a person who would show his hurt, and there was nothing desolate and hypocritical when he said this sentence, his tone was as simple as asking you if you had eaten today .

"No."

"Well."

Step by step, flattening his body, missing his shoulders, Xuan Zhe merged into the sea of ​​people and disappeared without looking back.

Being used like this and treated like this, it is not an exaggeration for Xuan Zhe to kill him now.

But Xuanzhe didn't pick up the pick halfway, and killed someone to clean up the mess for him, because he obediently went to defend the country for Zhou Feng just because he complained, but he turned out to be a heartless white-eyed wolf.

Zhou Feng laughed at himself bitterly.

In the past, the old emperor and the prime minister were pugs who were easy to handle, but now in Xuanzhe's eyes, how did he treat him.

He also thought about day and night, and when this mess is over, he will let go, find a place to hide in a golden house, hide Xuan Zhe, who is on the tip of his heart, and bring the squeaky little four-legged beast with him.

But once people are involved, they will know that Chaotang always eats people without spit out bones, and he has already been a ghost with one foot buried on the steps of the eighteenth floor of hell.

Zhou Feng walked through the layers of thousands of steps alone, and when he could still see the back of Xuan Zhe leaving, he already felt missing.

Unfortunately, there are always so many joys and sorrows in the world.

The young children are old, and the pink beauty has freckled temples.

His Xuanzhe was born in the rivers and lakes, and maybe he will meet another partner who is erroneous and innocent. He has a pure heart, so just don't be like him.

In the past, it was Zhou Feng Xuanzhe, who had a good relationship for a hundred years, but now it may be added that they are forgotten by the sea of ​​people.

Zhou Feng was a civil servant, under Xuan Zhe's teaching, he was stronger than ordinary people, better than a chicken.

There are many feuds, many people hate him, and those who want to kill him can line up around the tower three times.

Zhou Feng has always been exhaustive, and he has some guesses in his heart about who, what, and where will make the move.

But he is not a god, and he makes mistakes.Although the number of dead soldiers and followers is not small, they have still suffered large and small injuries.

A group of dead soldiers died before they could be replaced, and the guards were loose, which was considered one of the few pleasant moments. The knocking on the mountain has already shaken the tiger, and those people will stop for a while, and nothing can be found.

But this time, it was a half-grown boy who came, so naturally he failed to attract people's attention and vigilance.

His eyes were red and swollen like a little rabbit, his features were clear, and he was probably just at the age when he could hold a sword, so he attacked him fiercely.

It's true that Zhou Feng is a civil servant, but he is an adult after all, so he took a lot of effort to catch this little bastard.

"Bah, dog officer." The boy's eyes were full of tears, and he didn't want to show weakness in front of the enemy. He bit the tip of his tongue hard and swallowed all the blood and tears into his stomach.

"My brother has taught me since I was a child that I would rather die for righteousness than live in misfortune. I deserve to die. Although I can't live forever, it's better than you being infamous forever." The young man spoke passionately, filled with righteous indignation.

Zhou Feng was quiet, looking at him with lowered eyes. "You say I'm a dog officer, what's your reason?"

"Big brother, he was dragged to the battlefield by your black conscience, and he hasn't come back until now."

The child is in a hurry, he and his elder brother are the only ones in the family, and now his elder brother is gone, since he can't avenge his own flesh and blood, when he dies, he just goes to file a complaint with the King of Hell, and let the murderer hook this bad guy back.

Zhou Feng sneered, "Then I'll give you a chance to kill me, practice martial arts well, and I'll wait here for you to kill me."

The young man blushed. He was prepared to "sacrifice his life for righteousness", but he didn't expect to have a chance to survive. When he saw the big enemy laughing, he suddenly had a strange feeling. The "killing brother and enemy" in front of him looked like But he was as old as his brother.

Viciously, he said, "Officer Dog, you wait, I'm not afraid of you." Then he ran away.

Maybe it was a bad start, he didn't look at the almanac when he went out, the young man just turned around an alley, and bumped into a strange person wearing a bamboo hat.

The author says:

Quoting from "Han Poetry", those who go away are sparse every day, and those who live are close every day.

Quoting from the Peking Opera "Red Maned Horse? Wujiapo": The young man is old in the rivers and lakes, and the pink beauty has temple spots.

It turns out that there are a lot of poems that I don’t know the source of, because I’m afraid of malicious reports to find out the source, I’ve learned it!