Don’t be too poisonous to the concubine of the Wu family who was born in Wu

Chapter 1345 1004. Reflections on life (Reflections on the life of the King of Qinghai and Tibet interrogating Nangong Jin)

The Qingzang King beat the table in anger. This was the most frustrating thing about being a king. All his ambitions and hopes were destined to be turned into ashes from the moment King Shangguan appeared...

The curse of the Qing tribe is no joke. The King of Qingzang is well aware of the terrifying backlash of the Yin Yang Judge Pen.

According to the ancestral teachings, the Yin and Yang Judge's Pen is an artifact of justice. This pen balances Yin and Yang. The holder must uphold a righteous heart, make fair judgments, and be impartial. If selfishness is at work, it will be unfair in the decision of life and death. If you do this, the Judge's Pen will bring all the injustice back to the holder, and the wronged soul will demand his life, which is not tolerated by heaven.

The Qing clan is a clan of judges. They hold the power of life and death in their hands, but they cannot do whatever they want and judge life and death as they please.

But at the beginning, if it weren't for Nalan Ziying's excessive bullying and the government forcing the people to rebel, the Qing tribe would not have been forced to use the judge's pen to make a big fuss. Nalan Ziying fights to the death!
  The King of Qingzang roared to vent, but in the face of reality, besides being helpless and angry, what else could he do?
  He hated Nalan Ziying's tyranny, which made his own family homeless, and could only surrender to others, and had to become the lackeys of the powerful family;

He even hates the fact that the powerful clan took advantage of the situation and ruthlessly squeezed his own clan. He knew that the Qing clan was not easy, but he took advantage of the Qing clan's weaknesses and coerced the Qing clan into doing things that went against his original intentions...

What else can the King of Qinghai-Tibet do? Even though he is the king of the ghost clan, between the two powerful nations of Tianmen and Quanmen, he is as pitiful as a bed bug, a little beast living in the cracks, with no one to sympathize with or pity him.

The ghosts can always only be pawns, cannon fodder, and guns. This is the fate chosen by the nobles...

Not willing to give in? Don't want to?
  Do you have the capital to choose?

What is the original intention? What is conscience?
  Survival is the way to go...

The Qingzang King finally gave up his struggle. A deep hole was made on the table, and his fists were already covered in blood.

The King of Qingzang held his forehead and smiled bitterly, and shed two tears. One drop of tear fell on the book of life and death, moistening Nangong Jin's name.

The Qingzang King cried because he was in pain because Nangong Jin was about to die, and he was even more sad because he could not live a happy life.

So what if he is the king above all others? With more burdens on my body, I have more to consider. For the sake of the people of my country, even if I cut off my own flesh and drink my own blood, do I think it is worth it?

Ha ha……

Who knows?

But now, in order to secure the throne of the ghost clan and for the safety of the ghost clan's country, the King of Qinghai-Tibet had no choice but to pick up the judge's pen in his hand, wipe out his conscience, and mark Nangong Jin's name.

Sure enough, the moment the King of Qingzang started writing, Black and White Impermanence brought Nangong Jin's soul in less than an hour.

The Qingzang King folded his hands and looked at the confused Nangong Jin in front of him. He was thinking about how to sentence Nangong Jin to life and death. After all, he had tampered with the book of life and death this time, and his conscience was uneasy. What he wanted to do was to try his best to give Nangong Jin a good compensation.

Nangong Jin was confused and melancholy, completely confused - what on earth did she do wrong? It was just a stick of incense. After the meal, she ate a persimmon cake, swallowed it down and choked herself to death!
  This is probably the most ridiculous way to die in history! !

The Qingzang King thought for a long time and finally said: "Master Nangong, do you know where you are?"

Nangong Jin glanced around blankly at the black and white impermanence on both sides. No matter how stupid he was, he still recognized the black and white impermanent face.

Nangong Jin sighed and replied: "If I guessed correctly, I am now in the underworld and my life span has expired. I should have passed away."

The King of Qingzang's face darkened. He did not expect that the Judge's Pen would have such an immediate effect, but with just one stroke of his hand, it would actually kill a person.

The King of Qinghai and Tibet suddenly became interested and wanted to ask these good people from all over the country what they thought of his life.

The King of Qinghai and Tibet is aloof and full of official power. Nangong Jin is handcuffed and legcuffed in the interrogation hall and dressed in plain clothes——

"Master Nangong, I am very curious. Although your life is short, your reputation is all over the world. Tell me, what does it feel like to be a good person in the world?"

Unexpectedly, Nangong Jin smiled bitterly and said this, which surprised the Qingzang King——

"This is hell, I can't tell lies, right?"

King Qingzang nodded with a serious expression.

Nangong Jin smiled bitterly for a while, thought for a while, and then said: "To be honest, I'm really tired - most of the so-called good people only do what they do to satisfy the needs of others, and they only do what they want to do. If you have to be patient, you have to do more. How much do others think about me? Why don’t I want to be a selfish person? Sometimes I think about it, if I can live a little more self-consciously, it’s not a bad idea. Why do I always wrong myself in order to consider others? I am always the one who suffers, the wronged one. It’s always me, no matter how well-educated I am, there will be times when I can’t help my emotions. I’m kind to people. Some people repay the favor, but some people go the extra mile to ask for more from you. Not everyone is the same. Not everyone who can respect your kindness will definitely repay the kindness. Are there still a few white-eyed wolves raised by fighting over rice and rising rice and hatred these days? And for such people, I am extremely disappointed, but I also have to be careful. Cope with it, because the more such a person is, the more bad-mouthed they will be to lobby you everywhere, destroy your reputation, and destroy the reputation you have built over the years. For the sake of face, I have to deal with it..."

Hearing this, King Qingzang was stunned. What he didn't expect was that a good person would have so many troubles. He didn't expect that it would be difficult to be a good person these days.

After hearing Nangong Jin's complaint, the King of Qingzang couldn't help but casually said: "It seems that you are very dissatisfied with your life. Are you so unhappy if you are a good person? Then why do you continue to be good to others? Is it just for the sake of face and reputation? ?”

Nangong Jin told the truth and did not dare to hide anything in front of the Ghost King: "Your Majesty, the Ghost King, if you say it is for face and fame, I will admit that there is indeed this reason, and it is all like this. Even if you are a good person, you will suffer a loss. It took a long time, but Nangong Jin really enjoyed the good feeling of helping others because of his ability. When others smiled at you, his trembling hands covered the hands facing you, and he was overflowing with gratitude. It was sincere, and the feeling was indescribable. !I admit that in the process of my charity, there will indeed be evil people. Such people are like a thorn stuck in your throat. They are difficult to swallow, painful and nauseating, but they have shining grateful eyes compared to others. , for the affirmation of your good deeds, it’s not worth mentioning!”

Hearing this, King Qingzang felt deeply. At this moment, he seemed to have found what he really wanted...

(End of this chapter)