The Swordsman of the Grim Reaper

The soul world has started a new round of rectification.

The so-called black and evil forces, like mosquitoes and flies, always pop up every now and then.

There was no such problem during Aizen’s reign. It wasn’t that he did so well. It was entirely based on the idea of ​​confinement, treating people as dolls on a shelf, and removing some bad defective products from time to time.

Use religion to rule the people with ignorance in order to achieve superficial beauty.

That goodness is false and pure evil at its core.

It is impossible for a person to be perfect, and even a sage will have some shortcomings, to tolerate those shortcomings, correct them, and continue to move forward, that is the correct path.

The rectification movement lasted until the twelfth lunar month, and the stone calendar will soon turn over a new chapter.

In order to let everyone have a good year, Baishi stopped the rectification movement, not because he didn't want to wipe out all the people, but to continue the crackdown, which would turn the normal rectification movement into a squeeze on the bottom.

Once in a while, it can create a deterrent, and everyone will get used to keeping the sword on people's necks all the time, and then start new ideas of making money and abusing power.

The rectification movement will lose its original effect.

To put it bluntly, nine out of ten of his cabinet are corrupt officials, and the remaining one who is clean is still a fucking potential traitor, and there is a long way to go to completely eradicate it.

……

At the end of the twelfth lunar month.

There is no snow outside the window like last winter, but the snow piled up on the roof and roads last night, and no one cleaned it up.

It was cold and windy.

Baishi stayed in the office, processing the documents that the captain needed to deal with, not in a hurry.

Last year's experience told him that it's better not to go back too early. Being involved in women's struggles may make him a dilemma.

The door of the office was pushed open, and Kurosaki Ichigo walked to the desk with the documents in his arms, "Mr. Shiraishi, these are the documents I approved. Take a look. If there is no problem, I will go home from get off work."

Bai Shi took the document and said with a smile, "How do you plan to spend this year?"

"It's the same as before, stay at home and watch TV programs, and there is that New Year's party."

Kurosaki Ichigo answered casually, scratching his head with his hands, and complained: "Dad, Ganjiu, Kanehiko, Ginhiko and the others are going to drink again.

Without the presence of Miss Konghe, they would let themselves go. "

"Haha, it's a rare carnival once a year."

Baishi laughed, read the documents at hand, and said, "Okay, no problem, let's go back from get off work."

Kurosaki Ichigo bowed and said, "Then I'll go first."

"See you next year."

Baishi replied, looked at some documents on the table, stretched his waist, and continued to dawdle, until it was time for dinner, he finally settled these things, and chose to use the front step to return home.

……

The cold wind is like a knife.

Baishi unscrewed the door of the house directly, and entered into the heated home. There were crisp laughter inside, accompanied by the smell of food.

Uo no Hanaretsu, Kotoru Yune, Suho, Nelliel, Heribel, Shiba Kuzuru, Nirnon Yume, they all gathered in the living room to tease the increasingly cute Hakuho.

Seeing him come back, Nilielu's eyes lit up, and she hit her head with a hammer, "Husband~"

Bai Shi stretched out his hand to grab her waist, hugged her gently, and said, "Nilu, I'm back."

Maozhihualie saw that everyone was present, and said: "Let's eat."

"En." Baishi nodded, the lunch on the table was very rich, with everything for flying in the sky, swimming in the sea, and running in the mountains.

Bai Huang's mouth was watering, but she was too young to eat that much, and there was a special baby meal.

Uzhihualiu stewed the meat until it was rotten like mud, and mixed it in the nutritious soup, intending for Baihuang to drink it with a straw.

Bai Shi saw the color of the soup, it was bright red, "Lie, Xiaohuang is still young, is it okay for you to give her such a spicy soup?"

"Don't underestimate our daughter, she will definitely inherit my good gene of eating spicy food."

Unohana replied with a smile, she likes spicy food, and naturally hopes that her daughter can inherit the love for spicy food.

Mothers just want to give their children what they think is good.

Baishi rolled his eyes and said, "Don't forget that I have half of my genes. I don't like spicy food that much. Besides, she hasn't had it for a year. How can she eat spicy food?"

"Our daughter is born with strong spiritual power, you don't need to worry, I didn't put it so spicy, but the color looks red."

Unozhihualie is a doctor, so he naturally knows better about the baby's physical condition, if he dares to let her drink, then there must be nothing wrong.

Zhibo Konghe laughed and said, "Let Xiaohuang taste it and know whether she likes it or not."

"Stop bullying Xiaohuang."

Broken Bee retorted.

Seeing that they were going to quarrel, Bai Shi could only wrong his daughter, "Then try."

While speaking, he hugged Baihuang before the baby's meal, "little baby, try it, and spit it out if it doesn't taste good."

Bai Huang grasped the straw with both hands, she was still clear about the next steps, sucked hard, and poured the soup into her mouth.

Baishi paid careful attention to see if she would be so hot that she would cry.

Unexpectedly, Baihuangzhen inherited Uzhihuali's gene of eating spicy food, and drank with relish while holding a straw.

He let go of his heart, and then a worry arose in his heart, if the strong gene was dominant, wouldn't Bai Huang become a fighting madman in the future?

Thinking of my daughter imitating Zaragi Kenpachi, carrying a sword and looking for challenges everywhere.

He quickly shook his head to drive away the female version Saragi.

He has no objection to Bai Huang becoming stronger. This world needs a powerful force to protect itself, and the battle madman still doesn't want it.

The father-daughter communication he imagined is not fighting with a knife every day.

The kind of filial daughter who wants to defeat her father is not the caring little padded jacket he wants.

No, education must start from an early age.

Thinking in his heart, Baishi decided to start preparing to start a kindergarten immediately, so that babies born in the world of corpses and souls can have the opportunity to study in a unified way.

It is the correct path to engage in education first, to clarify the mind, and then decide to impart force.

According to Shiraishi's estimate, at the age of fifth grade in elementary school, he should be able to teach Zhanquan Zougui.

A set of education questions about Bai Huang's future in his mind gradually took shape.

After the meal, the empty plates on the table are taken away.

Baihuang entered the drowsy period, yawning, her small eyes were a little bit hard to open, and she wanted to sleep.

Uozhihualie is not going to let her sleep well, there are many gadgets on the table, pinching her cheek and saying: "Baby, go there and pick, see what you want to catch?"

Bai Huang was forced to open his eyes, looking at so many things on the table, he felt curious, started to get up, and went straight to a shiny toy knife.

"Good job!" Unozhihuali clapped her hands. As expected of her daughter, she is interested in fighting.

Shiraishi's face darkened.

Bai Huang didn't stop, she stretched out her empty hand, grabbed a shrunken toy book, giggled, and then, no matter what the parents thought, she hugged the two to sleep.

If she dared to wake her up again this time, she would cry until she was dark.