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The fireworks were brilliant and grand, and almost everyone in the capital saw them.

The people gathered together and cheered.

But in the eyes of some people, the fireworks have other meanings.

"Extreme prosperity will lead to decline. Although the Song family has a high position and authority, it is too high-profile to act under the feet of this emperor." Some people murmured.

Jing Jianhua, who was in the Prince's Mansion, naturally also saw the grand scene in the sky.

Black clothes often look deep and stable, but they look lonely and elegant when worn on him.Even the ferocious python pattern has a bit of tranquility, turning into auspiciousness in the fairy mountain.

This kind of temperament is not like a high-ranking prince who takes life and death, but more like a celebrity who cooks tea and plays the piano all day long.

Jing Jianhua quietly watched the bright fireworks continuously exploding in the sky, his eyes were as motionless as if in an ancient well, making it hard to figure out what he was thinking.

Little Hezi glanced at Jing Jianhua cautiously, thought for a long time, as if he didn't know how to organize his words, and said after a long time: "The Song family is so luxurious."

It doesn't matter if it's said by another family, but no one in the world knows that Song Ci was born with mud legs.Three generations of ancestors were farmers.

A real poor family!

Although Song Ci later became the prime minister, he did not have the support of his family background after all.

With the imperial salary alone, how could it be possible to support the Song family with such a luxurious atmosphere.

However, no one dared to question this question, because those people had already been guillotined by Song Ci.

Those ministers had just finished their impeachment in the early morning.In the middle of the night, Song Ci led the Xuanjia Army and surrounded the mansions of those ministers overnight, not letting even a fly go.Brutally uprooted the entire family of the political enemy.

Charges: Collaborating with the enemy and treason, slandering the Holy One.So he killed the nine clans.

The glory that lasted for decades and hundreds of years was destroyed in an instant.

Guillotine, ecstasy, bleeding for three months.During that time, the entire capital city was surrounded by the soaring smell of blood.

Even the ground seams were dyed red.

Since then, Song Ci has been nicknamed "Blood Clothes".His superior history is simply paved with countless blood and bones.

Such a treacherous minister, such a glory, wouldn't it make people resentful?

But who dares to speak?

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Still coding late at night and early in the morning~~ want to eat supper*-*so hungry, so hungry, so hungry

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