Douluo: This Tang San is different.

Chapter 357 The fate of avalanche...

"Senior Yang Wudi."

Xue Qinghe went to a manor in Tiandou City, which was the new clan land she had arranged for the Po clan——

After Yang Wudi chose to seek refuge in Xue Qinghe, Tai Tan once came to see him, hating how iron could not become steel, but in the end he had no choice but to leave angrily.

The Min clan joined the Qibao Glazed Sect, and Tai Tan also went to find them, even deducting the wild words, and was taught a lesson.

This time, he got it right.

After all, in terms of combat effectiveness, he couldn't beat Yang Wudi. If there was another stalemate, the relationship would really break down.

Moreover, taking refuge in Xue Qinghe was obviously supporting the Tiandou Empire. The Li clan also lived in the Tiandou Empire, so there was nothing wrong with it.

Seeing Tai Tan and Yang Wudi coming out of the manor gate together, Xue Qinghe immediately greeted them without the airs of a great emperor. He smiled and said, "Master Yang Wudi and Master Tai Tai still have the same style."

"I've met Emperor Qinghe!" Tai Tai clasped his fists, then said he had something to do, and left in a hurry, obviously not wanting to have too much communication with Xue Qinghe.

"I hope the emperor is not to blame, Taitan has a rather stubborn temper." Yang Wudi looked at Taitan's retreating back, sighed secretly, explained to Xue Qinghe, and said, "Unlike my Po Clan, members of the Li Clan , his blacksmithing skills are good, and he can live a pretty good life in Tiandou City. In addition, he is a Contra, so all the big and small forces respect him."

"Also, he has been sulking for these years. The Min clan joined the Qibao Glazed Sect, and his friend Lou Gao from Gengxin City went to Wuhun City and joined the Wuhun Palace..."

Xue Qinghe said with emotion: "Everyone has his own ambitions, so it's better not to force yourself. Master Taitan is just not as open-minded as you, Master Yang Wudi."

"I am helpless." Yang Wudi smiled bitterly. If the local city lord had not been looking for trouble, he would not have accepted Xue Qinghe's kindness. But now that he has chosen to join Xue Qinghe, he can only serve him as his master and do his best.

A minister must be loyal.

"What's the matter with the Emperor's visit this time?" After inviting Xue Qinghe into the manor, Yang Wudi asked her to take the main seat, served tea to her, and got straight to the point, "As you know, I'm not very good at using polite words. "

"No, Master Yang Wudi has a straightforward temperament that many people can't envy." Xue Qinghe's words were not a compliment, but a bit of envy.

Although the Po clan did not live well before they took refuge with him, Yang Wudi did go her own way and was much freer than the pretender like her.

"Next, let me get down to business." Seeing Yang Wudi wave his hand casually and cover his face, Xue Qinghe looked a little serious, "I heard that Master Yang Wudi is good at medicine?"

"It's just an ordinary interest." Yang Wudi remained calm. He didn't understand why Xue Qinghe asked. Is someone in the royal family seriously ill or suffering from a malignant disease? Or does the young emperor in front of him want to use drugs to achieve some unknown purpose?

Yang Wudi thinks it should be the latter.

Although Xue Qinghe had a very good reputation before he succeeded to the throne, he was not even close to a womanizer, and he could not find anything to blame. Even if there was, he would disappear in a short period of time, but there was just nothing to blame. Seems weird.

You know, the theoretical master of martial arts cultivation also has a lot of scandals circulating secretly, and even now people are talking about it.

I heard that the great emperor wanted to hold the imperial examination, but those hereditary nobles wanted to obstruct it, and even resisted the research and development of soul guidance devices... Could it be that he wanted to poison those people to death?

This is a solution once and for all, but the method is a bit too cruel, right? What's more, even if Yang Wudi didn't understand how to manage an empire, he still understood that if these people died all at once, there would definitely be chaos.

Emperor Qinghe wouldn't be so messy, would he?

"I wonder if Master Yang Wudi can prepare drugs that make people fall into hallucinations?" Xue Qinghe asked.

"Okay." Yang Wudi nodded, feeling relieved in his heart, and said to himself: It seems to be the latter. To deal with those hereditary nobles, it is just a matter of taking your time. If you have time to train the emperor's own people, you can also make those nobles Making your own mistakes in psychedelics is not a bad plan.

Moreover, from this moment on, he, as well as the Po clan, were truly on Xue Qinghe's side. In the future, even if the other four clans were to become enemies of Xue Qinghe, he would have to show no mercy.

reason?

No right or wrong.

Each is its master.

"Then thank you Master Yang Wudi."

Xue Qinghe smiled, chatted with Yang Wudi for a few words, then stood up and left. Three days later, he appointed Yang Wudi as the Chief Knight of the Royal Knights, a status comparable to the Empire's Marshal Protector.

Yang Wudi and the members of the Po Zhi clan all had smiles on their faces...

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"hateful!"

Xue Beng returned to his palace, took the teacup handed over by the maid, drank the tea in one gulp, and cursed: "That damn Xue Qinghe actually made me learn so many things, and my father would still do it from time to time. Come and check, it’s really bad luck!”

"Little prince, don't be angry. Your father is blind, don't be angry. How about my little girl dancing for you?" The maid held Xue Beng's chin with her slender jade fingers, and slowly guided him with her breath. His thoughts led him to the backyard, where there were already many beautiful maids waiting.

Seeing Xue Beng coming, he immediately took off his clothes with a cheerful smile, leaving only the light gauze clothes, tempting Xue Beng and pulling him to dance happily together.

"It's better for you guys." Xue Beng was in a daze, but his breathing was getting faster and faster. He could no longer control it and rushed over. But by coincidence, Xue Ye, who had abdicated, happened to come to Xue Beng's house... ·

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"Father, it was an accident just now, do you believe it?" Facing the snowy night, Xue Beng no longer had the excitement before. He was like a withered candle, with his head lowered and even his words were submissive.

"Do you think I believe it?" Xue Ye snorted coldly and lectured, "Your imperial brother asked you to study, so it's better for you to spend three days fishing, two days drying nets, and after returning home, you still hold an unobstructed conference. You Is it like this every day?”

"What an accident." Xue Beng tried to explain, but Xue Ye glared at him, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to say anything, and he complained even more about his father who favored Xue Qinghe.

Besides, as a prince or a prince, what's wrong with playing with a woman who is still your own maid?

He just wants to continue the Xue family's ancestral line!

"Hmph!" Seeing that he kept his head down and his fists clenched, Xue Ye couldn't help but let out a cold snort and said, "I won't care about you in the future, but I also hope you can remember Keep your identity, don’t disgrace our royal family, and don’t discredit your royal brother!”

After that, Emperor Xue Ye stood up and left. He didn't want to stay here any longer, but he didn't notice Xue Beng's red eyes: "Everything is good for Xue Qinghe, right?"

Since then, the conflict between Xue Ye and Xue Beng has grown day by day...

(End of this chapter)