In my transformation, I was fooled by the spicy chicken system to do things

He knelt down and touched the corpse, then got up and ordered: "Catch the suspect and seal the Zuichunlou at the same time."

The yamen servants immediately took orders, and rushed towards the purple-clothed boy like tigers and wolves. The purple-clothed boy came to his senses and shouted: "My son is the queen of the Eastern Qin Dynasty, you have no right to arrest me, let me go!"

Hearing the call, Ying Ming's face became even more gloomy. Damn, this family must die!

People were arrested, the building was sealed, the girls were taken away, the guests left, and the owner of Zuichunlou sat on the ground with a dead face.

I have to say that Cui Yu really knows how to figure out what he wants. Ying Xueer, who was walking home, was very satisfied. This kind of indecent place should be sealed.

I just don't know if she will still think so when she sees Yingying and Yanyan all over the room after returning home...

第 236

"Little one, Xiao Erlang~" On the way back home, Ying Xueer happily hummed a ditty that others could not understand, bouncing around like a child.

It looks very cute.

However, Ying Ming didn't think so, he really wanted to strangle her to death now, it was so annoying.

Typically, happiness is based on his pain.

Ying Ming can be sure that if he doesn't pay the price of a few catties of "blood" this time, don't try to expose this matter.

Damn, what a big pit!

"Hmph!" Ying Ming was depressed, and he had nothing to do with Ying Xue'er, so he snorted coldly and walked quickly to his temporary accommodation in Chengye City.

Seeing his arrogant appearance, Ying Xueer pursed her lips and smiled lightly.

"You! You know how to bully others, the third child's lungs are going to explode this time." Ying Xian'er said angrily from the side, but gloating was mostly on her face.

"Can this be my fault? Who told Dong Qin to make trouble on his own?" Ying Xue'er spread her hands innocently.

"Hey!" Ying Xian'er laughed lightly when she heard this, and didn't say anything else.

Ying Xue'er sent Ying Xian'er to the gate of the house, "Then my sister will go to bed early, and I will leave first."

"Xiaoxue" just as Ying Xue'er turned to leave, Ying Xian'er suddenly stopped her.

"Huh?" Ying Xueer looked at her blankly.

Ying Xian'er frowned slightly, then paused and said, "Xiaoxue, not everything in this world can be successful, there are always things in the sky, don't get caught up in it."

Hearing these words, Ying Xue'er's eyes froze, and then she returned to normal. She understood the meaning of Ying Xian'er's words.

It was nothing more than persuading her to follow the general trend and not go against the sky.

"Thank you, Fourth Sister, for your concern, I know that well." Ying Xueer thanked Ying Xianer for being able to treat each other with sincerity now, she thanked very seriously.

But thank you, thank you, she didn't agree with Ying Xian'er's words.

What is the trend?Why obey the destiny?

Where is the destiny?Why can't the destiny be in East Qin?Can't be with me?

Is it because my soul is not from this world?

Ying Xueer was not reconciled, she wanted to fight.

She firmly believes that she can bring a better life to the people of the world, although the process will be accompanied by blood and fire...

Ying Xian'er obviously knew that she couldn't be persuaded. To be able to survive in this troubled world and become a prince of one side, how could it be persuaded by others in a few words.

Why isn't she such a person, sticking to what she thinks is right, chasing her own way, hitting the south wall or smashing her head, or breaking the wall, there is no third choice.

"Alas!" Ying Xian'er sighed, turned and entered the mansion.

The door gradually closed, and Ying Xueer suddenly had a feeling, as if the door cut their sisters into two parallel lines, intersecting forever.

From now on, each side of the world will go on different paths in life...

This is a troubled world, cruelly without a grain of truth.

Ying Xueer shook her head, turned around and left, her shadow was stretched very long under the moonlight.

The moonlight is bright in front of me, and the darkness behind is shrouded, as if to indicate something, but there seems to be no...

After about half a stick of incense, Ying Xueer returned to her side-by-side palace, and just opened the door to enter the mansion.

She immediately saw the courtyard full of Yingying Yanyan, some charming, some pure, some shy, some generous... and other styles of beauties, her brain froze for a while.

She looked at the beauties in the courtyard in a daze, and she was dazed for about five seconds before she realized what was going on.

Then a roar broke through the darkness, "Cui Yu, you bastard, you are fucking dead!"

"Ache!" Cui Yu, who was interrogating the boy in purple overnight, sneezed, and then he was secretly proud.

Your lord should like the gift I gave you very much, now it's all right, your lord doesn't have to go out to have fun, there are so many beauties... Hehe!

Well, this guy is quite proud of himself, and he doesn't know that he is flattering himself.

When he was demoted to Xiliang as the county magistrate shortly afterwards, he couldn't figure out why he was demoted.

I have to say, this guy is really weird, seeing his master go to the brothel, so he gave all the women in the brothel to his master, the question is whether his master or the women...

tsk tsk!

This is a lot of information!

Turning her eyes to Ying Xue'er, she looked at the beauties standing in the yard, she wanted to cry but had no tears.

She likes beautiful women, but Nima must have hundreds of them!No matter how much you like beautiful women, you can't play like this!

This is so nonsense!

Ying Xue'er helplessly raised her forehead, what does it feel like her subordinates are wonderful?It's almost as disgusting as eating a dead fly.

"Come on!"

After a while, Ying Xue'er called out, and a little maid immediately came to her side from nowhere, and said respectfully, "My lord, Dieyi will report to you."

"You don't need to be too polite." Ying Xueer waved her hand, then pointed to the beauties in the courtyard and said to Die: "You pick some of these women who are good-looking and healthy, and send some to Lord Yan and the owner.

If the rest of the qualifications are good and innocent, you are in charge of training, and you will be incorporated into the Butterfly Guard, and just... Forget it, the other sick people who were not selected will help treat their illnesses, and arrange them to spin yarn with others after they recover. Fang, at least not starving to death. "

"Yes, Dieyi takes the order." Die replied blankly, and then floated to pick someone from the crowd of women.

After such a commotion, Ying Xue'er didn't have the mood to sleep anymore, she looked up at the sky, and it was getting brighter, so she asked someone to sit in a chair in the courtyard and watch Die Yi busy.

By the way, it is worth mentioning that Xiaoying named Diewei after herself, and Ying Xueer was directly under the dark guard.

Those who can enter the Butterfly Guard are all superwomen, and the minimum requirement is to survive in the depths of the mountains for more than a week.

This selection requirement is a bit cruel, but there are still many women who want to join the butterfly guard.

Without him, it's all about fighting for a chance for himself.

In this troubled world, it is much more difficult for women to survive than men, because in the eyes of men, they themselves are objects.

Ying Xue'er can't control this kind of thing, at least she can't control it now, she can't blame this kind of behavior, because her own order just now is doing the same thing.

If you want to blame, you can only blame this damn "people-eating" world. If you want to survive, you have to use any means and you have to be stronger than anyone else.

Time passed away unknowingly in the wild thoughts, and it was already bright when Ying Xueer recovered and raised her head.

She got up and walked back to the house, changed into her dark red clothes under the service of the maid, and hung the Black Thunder Saber on her waist.

After some tidying up, Ying Xueer walked towards the palace holding the handle of the knife. As the chief minister of the cabinet, she was going to preside over the morning court with Fusu.

It's also fortunate that her current martial arts cultivation is unfathomable, otherwise she will collapse sooner or later. This kind of life with no future in sight is the most desperate.

After arriving at the Lingxiao Golden Palace, all the officials were already waiting for her, and the little emperor sat on the dragon chair with sleepy eyes.

Seeing Ying Xueer coming in, the little emperor's eyes lit up. He just wanted to get up and hug him, but then he immediately remembered the teaching of "Yafu" Fusu.

So he put on a gesture and pointed in a childish voice: "Aiqing is here, give me a seat." As he spoke, he pointed to the empty chair on the left one step away from the dragon chair.

Sitting on the right is Fusu.

Ying Xue'er bowed her hands respectfully to the little emperor, "I see the emperor" and then sat down graciously.

After she was seated, all the officials knelt down and saluted and shouted: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live, thousand years for the regent, and a thousand years for the chief minister!"

This slogan sounds good, and it sounds quite sincere, but the content of this slogan is a bit punitive.

This is to equate Ying Xue'er with the emperor, and her heart is vicious.

Of course, this was a moth made by the officials in private, Ying Xueer didn't bother to answer, so she let them.

snort!You also dare to do something that can't be put on the table.

How could Ying Xue'er not cooperate when others flattered and killed her, so she raised her hand generously and said: "My dear friends, you are safe!"

Baiguan: "..."

When Ying Xueer said this, she deliberately made a face at the little emperor, which made the little emperor smile.

Fu Su silently raised his forehead.

You can really make trouble!

"Everyone has something to play, and if you have nothing to do, you can retreat!" Ying Xue'er said in a controlled tone.

At this time, a person stepped forward from the crowd and shouted: "Your minister has played! The people in the east killed my people last night, please the emperor to be the master for the people!"

A meaningful smile curled up on the corner of Ying Xueer's mouth, and she secretly said in her heart, "It's finally here."

The little emperor didn't know what to do, so he looked at his aunt with big eyes full of pleading for help.

Ying Xueer shook her head at him, signaling him not to speak.

So the little emperor immediately went to play with his fingers...

第 237

In fact, to be honest, Ying Xueer still doesn't know who the dead person is or what his identity is.

But judging from the attitude of these officials, it is obvious that the identity of that person is not simple.

Ying Xue'er knew these officials too well, so it was useless to get up early, if the deceased were really ordinary people, they would not come forward to say this in the early court.

They can even pretend that they don't know that this is the bureaucrats of Daqin, who always put their own interests first.

It is true that there are loyal ministers who serve the country and the people, but there are too few.

The so-called national calamity sees loyalty and traitors. If there were many loyal ministers, then Daqin would not have divided the world into three during the Anshi Rebellion.

Ying Ming can quickly stabilize the situation in Bingzhou, isn't it because Ying Ming can benefit the nobles and officials of Bingzhou.

The butt decides the head.

But this cannot be said to be all bad things. Loyal or treacherous ministers depend on how the monarch uses them. If they are well utilized, treacherous ministers can also serve the country.

Knowing this well, Ying Xueer understood that if she wanted to make use of this murder incident to make trouble, she had to appease some people in the court first.

So Ying Xue'er pretended to be dazed, and asked with a surprised face: "Who dares to hurt my people in Daqin? Who is it hurting?"

Ying Xueer's acting skills are simply at the level of a film king. Those who don't know may really think that she just learned about it.

The official who stood up first was obviously deceived by Ying Xueer's acting skills, and he subconsciously told the truth.

"Sir Chief Assistant, the murderer was Lord Hou of Bingzhou Pingjun, and the deceased was the second son of my great Qin Changle Hou family."

"Oh?" Ying Xue'er let out a soft voice, looking a little surprised, "Why did these two become grudges?"

Speaking of this, the official blushed. The reason is really hard to say. Could it be because of fighting for women in the brothel?

No matter how difficult it is to say, he still has to say: "My lord, it's because of a woman from a brothel."

Upon hearing this, Ying Xueer slapped the armrest of the chair angrily, and cursed: "You bastard, my son, the Marquis of Daqin, was killed because of a feud with a brothel girl, and he lost all of my Daqin's face, You still have the nerve to let this king uphold justice.

Fair ass!What about Changlehou people?This king wants to ask him how he taught the younger generation. "

Of course Ying Xue'er knew why those two people were killed, and her pretended annoyance was of course an excuse.

I have to say that this is a really good use of the topic. The Great Qin law clearly prohibits serving officials and their descendants from entering the brothel and fireworks.

But this kind of thing...it can't be banned, and everyone usually turns a blind eye to it, and this matter is actually not even considered a matter.

Which official has never been in or out of a brothel?In this era, the brothel is a place where some arty people linger and forget to return.

As long as this matter is not put on the table, no one cares about you, even political opponents are unwilling to make troubles about it.

why?It's not that everyone is unclean. If you talk about this matter, no one will get better.