The patriarch of the Red Mansion is so handsome

Emperor Rakshasa and Suo Fu were so angry that they couldn't speak, but they were so angry that they became more rational.

"That is to say, you planned everything behind your back?" Raksha the Great said, with a hint of fear in his eyes inadvertently: "I don't believe that one person can move mountains and seas!"

"Guess." Jia Zhen picked out her ears, and grinned kindly at the person; "But now we have to return to a place to catch up." It still doesn't work, it's awkward.

Accompanied by the voice, Jia Zhen raised her hand and tapped Emperor Luocha on the back of the neck, and then smiled sinisterly at Suof.

Suofu trembled faintly from fright, and fell to the ground paralyzed: "You...you..."

Originally, she was about to knock Suofu to the ground with a blow of wind blade, but when Jia Zhen raised her hand, she glanced at Rakshasa's desktop, and a crime flashed through her mind - forgery, alteration, buying and selling official documents of state organs, and seal crimes , couldn't help raising his brows, pointing his finger at the treasure box on the table exuding a faint and noble air, and said: "Is the jade seal inside?"

"Reply!"

Suofu immediately opened his mouth and said yes loudly.

"Very good." Jia Zhen rolled her eyes at Suofu and asked, "What papers are here for drafting official documents? Forget it, all of them can be taken away. One draft, two drafts, three or four drafts are required, so as not to run back to get the paper. There is..." The ancients were hypocritical, and the emperor always had a pen, ink, paper and inkstone for the emperor.

Sighing, Jia Zhen took off the robe of Raksha the Great, and packed all the things on the table.

Soph: "..."

The leader of the palace guards who heard the movement in the house barged in: "..."

Jia Zhen looked at the guards who came in, focused on luck, and slammed everyone out, speaking in Rakshasa language: "Presumptuous! It really is you who have brought my good grandchildren down."

All the Rakshasa people who heard this: "..."

Suo Fu didn't catch his breath, and passed out directly to the ground.

Facing countless strange gazes, Jia Zhen packed the supplies firmly, held them in her hands, and at the same time lifted Raksha the Great, and said solemnly: "I don't bother the two masters with one thing, I want to chat with the unfilial children and grandchildren. Wait a while Wait to pick someone up."

Rakshasa crowd: "..."

After Jia Zhen dazzled her words, she concentrated on luck directly, blowing herself away like a gust of wind.

With the apparition in front of him, and seeing the speed that extraordinary people can achieve with his own eyes, everyone in the Rakshasa Palace unconsciously knelt down and shouted: "Great... the emperor really appeared!"

"Long live Long live Long live!"

"........."

Listening to the voice of the "Great Emperor" that gathered thousands of words, Jia Zhen, who was flying in mid-air, twitched an evil smile.It doesn't matter if Emperor Luocha himself believed it or not, anyway, when he woke up, he would be in the boundless loneliness of "the whole world is turbid and I am alone."At that time, whether he will become a god or a psychopath will depend on his fortune.

Anyway, he perfectly implemented the concept of "peace is the most important", and he didn't kill anyone at all.

Thinking of the word death, he couldn't help but think of the plan he had just overheard. Jia Zhen looked coldly at the Rakshasa Emperor who was being carried by her like a chicken, her eyes furrowed and her speed accelerated. Yifen returned to the residence, directly threw Emperor Luocha into Song Xueci's room, and entered with the supplies himself.

Song Xueci in the room lowered his eyes to look at the people under his feet, and then looked at Jia Zhen. He couldn't help thinking of the word "assassination" in his mind, and his eyes darkened, and he passed out.

The left and right translators quickly supported Song Xueci.

After the chicken flying dog danced for a stick of incense, Song Xueci woke up leisurely, wiped off the cold face towel covering his body, and turned to look at Jia Zhen.

Jia Zhen explained why she acted like this.

Song Xueci said while panting: "Psychological crushing, the whole world is turbid and I am alone? Your mother...your mother is my cousin...you can't swear..."

After gasping for two breaths, Song Xueci frowned coldly: "You are called killing one thousand enemies and destroying eight hundred! No distinction between enemies and friends, indiscriminate attacks!"

"By the way, the most important thing is who is the lord? Have you asked?" Song Xueci stretched out his hand to hold the teacup, his eyes fixed on the teacup, and he didn't want to look at the dead emperor at his feet, let alone Ask what it is to take a pile of baggage.

God, he, Song Xueci, will be a snail one day.

"That's what I want to say." Jia Zhen raised her hand and knocked on the table, and said in a low voice, "I was afraid that an old fox like Suo Fu would have too many thoughts, so I used psychological warfare to create a situation where I already knew everything. As expected, he persuaded Yes, but through his conversation with the Great Emperor, I found that the Raksha Emperor is so heartless that he sent people to investigate twice and didn't know, so he can still cooperate with people!"

Raising her hand and pointing with two fingers, Jia Zhen repeated what she heard to Song Xueci, and then watched the person's complexion turn pale to red, and finally pitch black, as if Bao Zheng was still alive.

Although she knew that Song Xueci was in a bad mood at the moment, Jia Zhen didn't know how to "understand" people. She spoke directly and asked tentatively, "Do I think you are loyal? Otherwise, the prince would propose to burn the granary, cut off the rations, and what else?" Yanzheng. Isn’t Jiangnan his stronghold?” Under extreme emotions, it’s easy for people to say what’s on their minds.Song Xueci's suspicion of the prince can also provide him with some ideas for finding the traitor.

"Zhongshun?" Song Xueci frowned: "Although I don't like it very much, but why is Zhongshun making such a fuss? And if it is true, as the proposal said, what good will it do him if something happens in Jiangnan? The substitution is being made in an open and honest manner. He is a little reckless now, is it because most of the officials in Jiangnan were appointed by the emperor when he was in power. After these officials arrived in Jiangnan, they were more or less held in the hands of the Zhen family."

"However, it is also possible to be dark under the lamp, but..." Song Xueci slowly stroked the edge of the tea with his hand: "But the logic doesn't make sense. It's not that he has lost his sleeve and has no children to inherit, so why bother?"

"...Master Song, then why do you become an official? To be honest, what will you do with your huge family property in the future?" Jia Zhen knows that Song Xueci is in line with the world, and it has been a popular logic since ancient times - offspring multiply inherit.But maybe some people are tossing and tossing madly because of love, ideals, beliefs, or even obsessions.Not everyone wants to leave what is theirs to future generations.

Although this idea is more common in modern society, in ancient times, there were also some golden bachelors.Such as the famous plum wife and crane son Lin Bu, such as the one in front of me.

"As an official, I should be serving the people. As for the family property, if it is not an accidental death, you can deal with it according to the law. If it is a normal birth, old age, sickness and death, it is basically dealt with according to the law. As for the life, depending on the mood, some friends may return it. There are children in the clan." Song Xueci raised his eyes and glared at Jia Zhen, and said bluntly: "But don't think about it. Even if you are considered close relatives by marriage, your share will be paid for medicine!"

After finishing speaking, Song Xueci couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his chest.

"No, Bamboo Bear will leave one for me." Jia Zhen smiled flatteringly when she heard the words, and slowly eased the depression of Uncle Song who was hurting her body, and then said seriously: "Look, you have ideas and beliefs. Maybe the other party has it too, and what's more, life may be a gamble! They are all princes and grandsons, who is more noble than the other. This kind of mentality, judging from the disputes over the succession that I know at this stage, I think the princes may There are more or less. Therefore, Zhongshun cannot be ruled out because of this. In my mind, every prince is doubtful."

"We'll talk about the doubtful thing later, and we'll find a way to insinuate if there is any other information." Song Xueci sent back a copy rationally, looked at Jia Zhen with cold eyes, and gritted his teeth: "Tell me about Raksha first." What is the request brought back by the emperor? Didn’t you agree to forge hell?”

"Isn't it too troublesome to watch you tossing around drawing and pinching people, designing angles and directions, armored crossbows, looking for streets and planning routes, etc.?" Finding a suitable hell in the imperial city is also a very troublesome thing. Besides, the Rakshasa Emperor is not very sensible, and he beat and killed. The accent is awkward, and I am almost deaf in order to recognize it. After much deliberation, it is more convenient to do it directly.”

Song Xueci raised his eyes to look at Jia Zhen, who was explaining very seriously, raised his forehead, and said concisely: "Okay. Anyway, they are all tied up. Different routes lead to the same goal, and there is not much difference. However, we are checking the purpose of the kidnapping. This purpose We always have to agree, and we can’t go wrong again.”

"What's the inconsistency? Don't go to war." Jia Zhen said: "It's not all agreed. Let someone pay, and now you know that the other party will continue to fight and steal money from us, then the compensation will be doubled. 1000 million taels of silver must be demanded." Right? The down payment is 600 million, the rest is 100 million a year, and the interest is 20 a year. How about some coal and iron mines? As for the land, do you think we want it?"

When it came to the last sentence, Jia Zhen lowered her words a bit: "There are still some boundaries that have not been determined. And the cities on the border between the two countries are often changing. Wait, take notes on these things and directly form the country. The books are all right, I brought their papers for official documents and the emperor’s jade seal, if you see what’s missing, I’ll go back and get it.”

Seeing Jia Zhen opening the "package" to reveal the Four Treasures of the Study, Song Xueci took a cool breath: "I understand, it wasn't your first move, it was Yuxi, right?"

"Exactly!" Jia Zhen responded, "Everything is on the table, so I'm sorry if I don't take it away. Everyone has been robbed."

"Wake up the emperor, I want to find someone worse than me to relieve the psychological pressure." Song Xueci choked out the words from his throat.

Emperor Rakshasa: "..."

After listening to Jia Zhen's recitation, "The whole palace knows that the ancestors have manifested their spirits", and Song Xueci began to imitate the credential, writing the credential in his handwriting and his tone, and using the seal!

The anger in the Luocha Emperor's stomach, who was completely speechless, continued to grow, but before it could erupt, he fell silent when Jia Zhen said, "I suggest you watch the fire from the other side, I guarantee that the prince will end up worse than you".

"I..." As an emperor, Rakshasa was still reluctant to die.Facing such a perverted Jia Zhen, the only thing he could do was vent his anger.

"I want to see that lord alive, pissed off, pissed off!"

Jia Zhen pondered for a moment, took back the blood-stained silver needle, and said loudly: "I allow you to expose him."