Immediately after the death of the master

, angrily scolded Xiao Shizi who was guarding behind him, "If you talk too much, don't even think about getting out of this tent tonight!"

Xiao Shizi covered his mouth with his hands, and the maliciousness in his eyes did not diminish.

The little boy next to the master had never experienced such a thing. He stood blankly beside the master, looking left and right, not knowing what to do.

Faced with the martial arts performed in front of his eyes, the master was furious.After throwing the wine glass in his hand towards me, he slapped his hand heavily on the desk.

"presumptuous!"

The wine glass flew towards me, and I was fighting with the Ninth Prince at this moment, unable to move, I could only let the wine glass hit my eyebrows, the corners of the eyebrows were thin, and the wound was cut open after being hit, and the blood flowed and dripped from my cheeks In the golden plate at my feet,

The beauty of blood and gold is dizzying.

I can't advance an inch, the Ninth Prince will not retreat an inch, the master is burning with anger at the high position, the little boy is at a loss, and the scene stagnates for a while.

At this moment, Ji Qingshuang became the breaker.

She kicked over the table, and the soup spilled all over the floor, she said sharply.

"What are you crazy about drinking! Li Nian'en!"

The tense atmosphere was relaxed for a moment, Ji Qingshuang took the opportunity to break away from the sword I was confronting with the Ninth Prince, grabbed my collar, dragged me aside, picked up her brother Ji Sanqing's head, and held it in his hand .

"Master Marshal, I will take this drunkard away!" Although Ji Qingshuang's voice was loud, his attitude gave the master enough face.

The master's expression was still unkind, but he didn't want to make the matter get out of hand, so he went down the steps.

He nodded, with a livid face, and sat down.

Before Ji Qingshuang dragged me away, he gave the little boy a wink, and then the little boy came back to his senses, and went to appease the "frightened" little prince.

The music resumed, the dancer girl started dancing again, the Ninth Prince wanted to chase me out, but the high-ranking master said a word.

"The banquet has just begun, Ninth Brother, please sit down."

The Ninth Prince stood in the center of the luxurious banquet, but he did not chase him out after all.

I knew I was in big trouble this time, so when Ji Qingshuang dragged me by my collar, I was as quiet as a chicken and didn't dare to move.

Ji Qingshuang dragged me for a long distance, and took me out of the barracks to the hill next to the barracks. She threw me on the ground and scolded me:

"Why are you crazy, pointing at Fu Jin with a sword, you don't want to die?!"

"Didn't you also swing the ax to fight him?" I murmured softly.

Ji Qingshuang was so angry that I lost his mind, picked up his brother's head and threw it on me, I recognized that I was smashed and grabbed Ji Sanqing's head into my arms, protecting it carefully.

"What is my identity and what is your identity? My mother is the eldest princess who holds absolute power in the twelve counties. My grandfather is the prime minister with power in the court. My cousin is the new emperor. Even your The master is also my stinky cousin." Ji Qingshuang pointed at my forehead with his fingers, and his words and gestures were like a shrew cursing, "What's behind you, there's nothing behind you, I'm not crazy, why are you crazy?!"

That's right, I don't have anything. My parents are all dead. I haven't married a wife so far, and I don't even have an illegitimate child.All my power is tied to my master, and he can deprive me of everything at any time.

My hands are empty, and even my present name is not my own.

When I left Jifu, the high-ranking little princess pressed a horsewhip to her chin. She thought my name was too rustic, so she forcibly changed my name——

Li Nianen.

Thinking of kindness, thinking of Ji's family's kindness, thinking of Ji Sanqing's kindness.From now on, forever and ever, as long as someone calls my name, I will have to recall who exactly I, Li Nianen, owe.

I gritted my teeth and faced the fact that I had nothing.

"Yes, I don't have anything fucking, you even got my name. But—" I hugged Ji Sanqing's head tightly, my facial features were as hideous as a gambler who had lost everything, "it's exactly Because I have nothing, I have no family, no wife and children, no lover, my subordinates are separated from me, my master guards me like a thief, there is nothing in front of me and behind me, what am I afraid of? I don’t have to be like you. I’m a relative everywhere, and I’m bound to do everything. I’m the one who has nothing, the one who’s not afraid of anything, and I’m willing to let go!”

Ji Qingshuang kicked me to the ground.

"Fuck me, you're free, Fu Yong'an is mine, don't even think about meddling," the resentment in her eyes was stronger than that of Xiao Shizi, she stepped on me, and looked through me at our common love. "I will pay that guy, I will send him to hell with my own hands."

Usually, Ji Qingshuang is happy and angry at will, and seldom has scruples about the consequences.Faced with this situation, the former Ji Qingshuang had already picked up her long spear and stabbed through all the people who bullied her.She is not afraid, she is not cowardly, anyway, her brother will clean up the mess for her.

But now, such Ji Qingshuang in turn advised me to be patient and cautious.

After Ji Sanqing's death, his reckless younger sister finally grew up. Without his brother's spare no effort to protect her, Ji Qingshuang gave up her innocent fantasy and completely tore apart her carefree side.

For the rest of her life, Ji Qingshuang can only live in jealousy, lies and betrayal. She will shoulder the burden of being the heir of the Ji family and fight among men as a woman.

How much she had to grow and change was because of Ji Sanqing's death.

In Ji Qingshuang's eyes, Ji Sanqing is pampering her so that she can live like her brother.

In my eyes at the beginning, in my eyes now?What is Ji Sanqing?

He is the misty rain in March in the south of the Yangtze River, hazy and ambiguous; he is the stars above the sky, elusive and unreachable.

He was my first hope.

It is the other side that I can't touch in my life.

I held his head in my arms and leaned over to kiss his cold lips.

That night, the arrogant little princess learned to be patient, and the ungrateful villain chose revenge.

That night, I became accomplices with my political and love rivals.

This night, because of the past, I broke with the past.

Prime Minister Ji Lao's Speech: Locust Heaven

He's back here again, back to this vintage.

Midsummer August, the cicadas no longer sing.

Successive years of drought were followed by locust plagues. The locusts ate up the already scarce corn. The land the locusts passed was like geese plucking their feathers, and thousands of miles of vegetation were lost.The children caught the remaining locusts on the ground, and the old man offered the remaining sacrifices to the gods.

Ji Anping was just a small county magistrate at that time, he went down to the village to inspect the disaster situation himself.The old squire was still receiving him in Wang's Village. The squire was already very old, his back was hunchbacked, his eyes were dim, and he couldn't even walk smoothly. Even so, the old squire still gave Ji Pingan a walking stick tremblingly. lead the way.

Ji Anping will never forget the scene he saw, the old man sitting in front of the door with dull eyes, the idle laborer lying on his kang in broad daylight, skinny as a stick.

In order to feed their old fathers and mothers who were about to starve to death, some people cried and sold their fields to the servants of "Gu Dashan".This kind of thing is very common in famine years. The family members who are already rich will buy a large amount of land at a low price when natural disasters occur. When the year is safe, the villagers can only rent the land of the family. Part of the food was handed over.

Thus, the poor get poorer and the rich get richer.

Faced with such a thing, it's not that Ji Anping doesn't want to take care of it, it's just that he can't and can't take care of it.There are too many such things in this world, too many to be saved, and the Gu family's power is deeply intertwined. He is a small county magistrate, and if he provokes such a giant, he will not even be able to keep the last small official.

The old squire was also powerless. Although he was considered a rich peasant, he was no more than a peasant in the final analysis, not even a landlord. He wanted to make his Wangjia Village better, but he was powerless.

The only thing the squire can do is to hold on to Ji Anping, the official parent, to please Ji Anping more.

When the two were walking together, a peasant woman with sallow skin walked past Ji Anping with a dustpan in her hand. There were dried locust corpses in the dustpan. Ji Anping stopped her and asked:

"What are you doing with this unlucky thing?"

"This is our family's ration for the next few days."

The villagers all know that Ji Anping is a rare and good official. After a long time, everyone is not afraid of Ji Anping, and they don't have the bad habit of talking to him with sincerity.

"But this thing...is it edible?"

"Master Ji, it's good to have locusts to eat. Based on what we caught in the days when the locusts were all over the sky, after drying them, they can only guarantee our rations for more than ten days. After eating these dried locusts, we still have more What can I eat..."

The peasant woman yelled, full of anger, but her eyes were dim, like burnt paper ashes.

Ji Anping's heart trembled violently, but he didn't know how to comfort him.

He can't even convince himself, let alone others.

The squire finally brought Ji Pingan to the field. The old man's day and night prayers had no effect, and the rain never came.The sun scorched the earth day by day, and ditches were formed on the barren land.

It was dead and lifeless here.In the dry field, there are still some locusts that are lonesome, jumping on the yellowish field, and children are squatting in the field, catching these fish that slip through the net.

Ji Anping stood on the ridge of the field, imitating the appearance of a child, grabbing the remaining locusts from the ground, and the khaki locusts struggled helplessly in his hands.

Triangular head, fat body, no more than one finger in length, so frail