I Am Immortal

  Chapter 145 Murder? Kill the dog!

   "Thank you, sir, for your accommodation, so that we can teach our family to be worthy of His Royal Highness."

"This "Ode to the Dapeng" is an article that today's sages loved very much when they were young. His Royal Highness has a heart of benevolence and filial piety. After several searches, he knew that the "Ode to the Dapeng" was among Mr. Come and bother."

  The young man in black is very polite and polite.

   Yan Xiao Yan Yan.

   Can't see the blood on his hands.

  The old man opposite him had gray hair, but he also had a sense of elegance, and said, "Commander Zhou is being polite."

   "Today's saints are benevolent and the prince is kind and filial. This is the blessing of the world and the blessing of the people."

   "It's like a great roc, soaring up."

   "This "Ode to the Dapeng" should have been dedicated to His Majesty and Your Highness, so how can you accept the gold and silver?"

He was about to wave his hand to ask his disciples to send the things back to the car, but the commander raised his hand and held them down slightly. The young man smiled slightly and said, "You can't do that. If you don't ask for a price, you can take it away. Isn't this a robbery? If His Highness finds out , you must beat me until I break my leg, sir, please accept it."

   "The year is approaching, and the prince is also very anxious."

   "Our family is no longer here to accompany you."

  The young man smiled and clasped his fists again, tapped the ground with his toes, and floated into the carriage.

The luxuriously decorated carriage was driven by spirit beasts, and then left. The third-rank officials who had retired from the court for several years watched the convoy leave, and then he was slightly relieved. The children of the nearby family couldn't help but say: "This My lord, what a strong method, I was just swept away by him, and I couldn't move my body."

  The old man sighed: "It is the left commander of the prince Qianlongwei, and now he is also a general from the fifth rank."

   "The grade is not considered high in the capital."

   "But even if it is the commander of the third rank, you have to respect him three points in this capital."

  The young man next to him said: "Qianlongwei...I never expected to be so polite."

   "Are you polite?"

  The old man didn't say much, but said: "For us, it is naturally polite."

  The young man next to him was puzzled.

  The old man did not continue to explain.

As far as he knows, this Commander Zuo obviously came from a humble background. When he was young, he grew up eating a lot of food. After his parents died, the fellow villagers were willing to find a way for him to survive. He refused to plan food in the soil, so he took the initiative to enter the palace to seek a way out.

   It stands to reason that such an experience should be full of sympathy for the people.

  But after he developed, he became more respectful to his superiors and refused to be disrespectful; he became more casual towards the common people, beating and scolding him frequently, showing a feeling of disgust.

  A good friend once sighed with the old man:

   "I deeply hate that I was born in a poor family of the people. After seeing the prosperous and luxurious places, I feel inferior to my past. When I see the people, I see my past and my present incompleteness."

   "Distorted grief and indignation, that's why embarrassment turns into hatred."

   "Such a person is a real villain."

   "We must remember to keep a respectful distance from him, but there must be no stimulation, otherwise he will hold grudges against you and me."

It's just that the friend who told the old man like this back then was involved in a big case half a month later, and ended up in the end of ransacking his home and dying. There was a good chance, but the person handling the case was Qianlongwei. Commander Zhou seems to have been severely dealt with.

  The old man narrowed his eyes.

  He reported on the case of his friend back then.

   Because of this, I got a whole body.

   It just suddenly occurred to me that Commander Zhou was called Zhou Dacai when he entered the palace.

   Later, he learned to read and write with the prince, and abandoned his own name and ancestral surname.

  Renamed to Nu Chang.

   Commander Zhou’s name is just that outsiders dare not call him [Nu Chang] that’s all.

   Even being a slave is happy, what is this...

  On the avenue, the carriage moves forward.

The young man in Chinese clothes unfolded the "Ode to the Dapeng" and exchanged for a new scroll. Seeing the free and easy writing on it, with a hint of humane luck, he nodded slightly and said, "It is indeed a genuine product... this matter has been resolved." Now, His Highness the Crown Prince can rest assured."

  In the past few days, the prince's character has become extremely restless.

  The little prince was always in a coma.

  The young man could vaguely feel it, as if it was because of what happened before.

  Prince wants to take "Dapeng Fu" to please the sage.

   Stabilize your identity and status.

  The young man himself knows about this matter, he is the prince's man, so naturally he has to do his best.

After replacing the original scroll of the Dapeng Fu, and then carefully put it away, a man riding a horse next to him said: "Commander, should we visit that old gentleman again, and let him take the old man from us by the way? Bring out the gold?"

The painting scroll that was withdrawn from the hand of the feminine young man hit the rider's forehead horizontally, and his vision blurred, and he almost fell off the horse. With no trace of resentment, he just bowed his head respectfully, allowing the blood to flow and drip from between his five fingers.

  The young man said lightly: "You have to pay for something, it's a matter of course."

   "Not to mention such a treasure."

   "Are you really those untouchables?"

   "Can you handle it at will?"

"Yes Yes…"

The soft young man said indifferently: "These people are still useful. His Royal Highness will need their fame in the future. Now the fourth prince has a very good relationship with the aristocratic family and has a literary name; the seventh prince is with the second generation of the Wu Xun family. The best thing is, the crown prince needs to win over these famous people in the opposition, so that he can truly and completely suppress these two."

   "It's fine to kill some untouchables on weekdays, people who are as low as pigs and dogs in the dirt."

   "I can't make any sound even if I'm dead."

   "Hands out on these people."

   "Do you want to cause trouble for His Highness?"

The expressions of several brave riders changed slightly, and the feminine young man said indifferently: "Since you are His Highness's subordinates, you must know how to share your worries for His Highness, know who can be touched, who cannot be touched, these people who cannot be touched When can I touch it?"

   "Outsiders always say we are dogs."

   "But being a dog is also a big science."

   "The dog of the nobles in the heaven is better off than the common people who plan their food in the ground."

  Everyone said yes, and another laughed loudly: "They want to be dogs, but they don't have the qualifications yet."

  Holding the saber in his hand, he struck the harness of the war horse, and chanted loudly with a smile:

   "As a human being, you still have to wake up at the third watch and sleep at the fifth watch, and there will be no rest between the cold and the summer."

   "Children and grandchildren do not come out."

   "Don't get ahead!"

   "If you are a dog, you can wear silk and satin, and you will sleep by yourself at three poles in the sun."

   "Being the bridegroom day and night."

   "Who wants to be human?"

   "It's better to be a 'dog'!"

   "It's better to be a dog!"

Everyone burst out laughing, these are the prince's personal guards, the emperor's personal guards from another year, mocking themselves as dogs, but in fact they are just mocking those ignorant common people, even the nobles of aristocratic families are afraid of them, so they say that they are going out this time When dealing with the old saint's hand and tail, among the Jinzhou remnant soldiers, there was an old soldier with a very beautiful daughter.

   and extremely strong, everyone coveted the insult, the old soldier was so angry that he drew out the mysterious sword from that year and fought out.

   The momentum is extremely strong.

   Startled everyone.

But after all, this old soldier had a good fight back then. In order to protect a village, under the siege of dozens of monster clans with one horse, his heavy armor was torn, he became disabled and old, and his bones were covered by monster aura. It invaded, but it was just a silver-like wax gun head, which looks useless, hey, he was chopped off by a few tricks, and the joints were pierced, but he did not die.

   Only then did he play with his beautiful daughter in front of him.

  It's a pity that the woman was really strong, she chose to kill herself by biting her tongue, instead of having fun.

  However, there is also a gangster who is not stingy and fastidious, so he came here once while it was hot.

  The old soldier looked at the scene and was filled with grief and indignation. He shouted for justice, and wanted to draw his sword to fight to the death, but was stabbed to death in the end.

   Old stuff that doesn't work.

  Justice is here with us.

  The mysterious sword that is said to be made of cold iron has rusted a long time ago, ah ha ha ha.

  Hear the laughing talk behind the voice.

The feminine young man lowered his eyes, and he knew very well the quality of the people under his command. They are all things that are not worth pity if they die ten thousand times. The knife in the hands of the emperor.

   They must be dirty enough for the emperor to believe them.

   They can live.

  The group of them already knew too many secrets and was dirty enough, so Zhou Nuchang didn’t worry anymore—the crown prince needs a knife in his hand, and the emperor also needs a knife to do some dirty things.

  As long as this need exists, they are safe.

  Where is the emperor who does not do dirty things?

  The emperor just can't get his hands dirty, so they are needed.

   It is comfortable to use.

Before the prince falls, there is no need to worry about being liquidated, but once the prince is about to go, they will be the biggest stain on the prince. At that time, not only the enemy will attack them, but the prince will also kill them immediately. Protect yourself as much as possible.

   So, a grasshopper on a rope.

  So he had to get his hands dirty, and let himself not be tolerated by the family of officials, nor by the people, and became a lone minister.

  The emperor once met Zhou Nuchang.

   Said to the prince afterwards.

   It is a good knife.

   It's not a person, it's a knife, and there's no need for a knife to be good or bad.

When the old pawn's daughter was crying, he was standing outside leaning on a knife, occasionally thinking of the older sister in the next door family who would secretly bring meat buns for him when he was young, and later he heard that the older sister Married, sneaked out of the palace gate, watched her leave in red makeup that day, and quietly sent all the money I had saved over the past five years, saying that it was in exchange for the buns I had when I was young.

  Even if he went back to the palace and was beaten half to death because he was late, he didn't have any regrets.

  Which boy is this crying girl a good sister?

  He thought of this, feeling very melancholy.

  So I went to another place, so as not to listen to the voice and disturb my mind.

  The carriage is now heading north and then south.

  The speed of the carriage suddenly slowed down, Zhou Nuchang frowned slightly, and said, "What's wrong?"

  A rider bent down and replied, "It's strange, why it suddenly rained."

  Zhou Nuchang frowned: "Is it raining?"

He put the "Ode to the Dapeng" on one side, and covered the Ode to the Dapeng with the red silk produced in the south of the river bank, and then opened the curtain. Sure enough, he saw the rain falling down, Looking forward, the road that was clear when I came today turned out to be hazy. For some reason, Zhou Nuchang suddenly felt a burst of heart palpitations.

  Suddenly, he realized that even these subordinates of his were hands and hearts.

  But I also know that some things cannot be chatted outside, and some things can be done, but cannot be said.

  How could you suddenly talk about these past things at this time? Talking about these remaining hand tails in Jinzhou?

   is affected!

   Is it a change in Buddhism and other minds? Or a Taoist method?

  Zhou Nuchang's pupils contracted, he pressed the knife with one hand, and said angrily, "It's an enemy attack!"

   My heart was instantly icy cold.

  The news leaked out!

Those who practice luck and martial arts, even if they don't have the pure spiritual feedback like Taoism's true cultivation, and they don't have the advance prediction of the six supernatural powers of Buddhism, when there are murderous intentions emerging, they will feel in advance, especially those of them who are in the **** place. Although people who spin around are looked down upon by the major schools, they are by no means ordinary people.

  Even if it is just the prince's personal soldiers, it cannot be compared with the border elite.

  But at this moment, there was still a sense of military formation, and everyone drew their swords together.

The sound of the knife screamed, trembling in the scabbard, and let out bursts of tiger roars, which made the falling rain seem to pause in the void for a moment, and then spread out suddenly. It circulated and changed, and turned into an illusory dragon, whistling endlessly in the rain.

  The rain falls more quickly.

   Covers everyone up.

   Not one escaped.

  Boundless murderous aura shrouded in this dense rain and fog.

   Lingering.

   Murderous approach.

  (end of this chapter)