Immediately after the death of the master

Thousands of people long.

Idiots are the leader of thousands of people, cowards are the leader of thousands of people, and out-of-tune are the leader of thousands of people.

He didn't care if the soldiers laughed at him like this, and the smile passed away. This kind of joke and insulting language occupied most of his memory.My only good impression of him

It was at the celebration banquet after the battle of Huang Quan, this idiot kid actually saw that I was tricking him, so he beat me up and took me out of the water.

At that time, he was still a nimble fat man, who was chased and beaten by Ji Qingshuang's soldiers, and escaped intact.

Now, he is still him, still the idiot leader of a thousand people, and still that flexible fat man.

But he couldn't run anymore, he was going to die.

When he was escorting Ji Qingshuang to escape from Wang Zong's pursuit, he was scratched in the stomach, the wound was not serious, and his intestines were not cut, but because he didn't have time for treatment, he could only watch helplessly as his wound festered and infected, exposing his intestines Gradually blackened and smelly.

He lived in pain, just to walk towards death step by step.

If it wasn't for seeing me for the last time, he would have been unable to bear the pain and committed suicide.Just to see me for the last time, he gritted his teeth and walked to the capital, just to tell me:

"General, that bastard Wang Man wanted to kill Madam, but I rescued Madam."

In the army, anyone with a little discernment can see that I and the Ninth Prince are a couple, and this fool actually regards our fake couple as true love.I didn't tell him the truth, but I just held Ji Qingshuang's hand in front of his face. She didn't refuse, but also held my hand instead.

The cloudy eyes of the head of the thousand people fell on our clasped hands, and he smiled and looked very proud.

"General, you can't despise Madam just because she can't walk." The head of the thousand people forgot his wound that was bleeding and smelling, and smiled brightly, just like before, "Madam, she is still very good-looking. It is the most beautiful rose in the Gobi!"

Qian Renchang stood up with difficulty, and gave Ji Qingshuang a thumbs up:

"General, you have a good eye, Madam, she is a great hero!"

"Well, Ma'am is a great hero." I agreed with the idiot's words, for the first time.

I could feel that Ji Qingshuang's hands were trembling slightly. This trembling was definitely not from cowardice and grief, but from iron-like strength.

I didn't tell this idiot Qian Renchang that I was the one who wanted to kill Ji Qingshuang.Ji Qingshuang didn't say anything either, she knew that Wang Man only obeyed me.

Even after we've ripped our faces apart, we've still maintained a hell of a tacit understanding.

We all hope that the idiot Thousand Leader dies in glory.

Even if it's just a false lie.

The chief of the thousand people is still talking about something, part of it is Ji Qingshuang's heroic deeds, and more of it is the years I have shared with him on the battlefield. Many small things that I don't care about fall into his eyes. It became a kindness that he had to fight to repay.

The never-healed wound burst, and stinky blood flowed out. The babbling words of the leader of the thousand people stopped, and he let out a moaning sound from the pain.

I also ignored the complicated emotions in my heart, and hurriedly said:

"Stop talking, I'll tell the doctor—"

"No need."

Ji Qingshuang said this, and slowly opened her eyes. After experiencing torture and betrayal, all the tenderness in her eyes disappeared, leaving only the coldness like a blade.

She drew her sword out of its scabbard and held it with her left hand. Even with only her left hand left, her sword was still very fast, so fast that the Chief of Thousands didn't feel any pain.

The head rolled off, blood dripped from the tip of the knife, Ji Qingshuang's sword did not retract, her sword was lying in front of me.

Ji Qingshuang looked at the blood on the tip of the sword and said to me.

"Li Nianen, from now on, I will never end with you."

155,

Ji Qingshuang returned to the capital alive, with so many eyes staring at her, it was inconvenient for me to do anything.

To make matters worse, the master sent Eunuch Wei to send me a message telling me not to touch Ji Qingshuang again.

Killing is what he wants to kill, and I will take the blame. When Ji Qingshuang stopped threatening and turned on me wholeheartedly, he would not kill again.If I didn't know the loyalty of Chief Qianren to me, I would really suspect that the master intentionally spared Ji Qingshuang's life, so that this crazy woman would not die with me forever.

But at the moment, Ji Qingshuang is not in the mood to trouble me. She dragged her broken body and criss-crossed the capital as a woman, just to rescue the old prime minister.

But she is doomed to fail, and the various forces in the Dayu Kingdom have been suffering for a long time.

In the past ten years, Prime Minister Ji has offended too many people and killed too many people.The sweeping of aristocratic families and the landlord class at the beginning of the establishment of the dynasty, and the large-scale bloodbath of meritorious nobles this year, he, a scholar who has never been on the battlefield, has blood on his hands, and tens of thousands of dead souls surround him.

After the downfall of Prime Minister Ji Lao, except for Ji Lao Prime Minister's henchmen, from the civil and military courts of the Manchu Dynasty to the gentry and landlords, all of them breathed a sigh of relief.The terrorism that has dominated the skies of Yu State for nearly ten years has finally come to an end.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, those interest groups that had been completely defeated by Prime Minister Ji and crushed into pieces in the mud began to counterattack frantically.In the past ten years, amidst horrific political massacres and bloodbaths from top to bottom, they who were once superior could not change anything. They could only hopelessly watch their relatives being taken away and sent He went to prison, sent to the rack, and died in extreme pain.

This kind of thing happened for a full ten years. After this period of time, they don't care about any ideals or future. They are just pure avengers. Die in pain.

The injustice caused by blood will be repaid with blood.

Unfortunately, after I met the old prime minister for the last time, I knew that their wish could not be fulfilled.

Prime Minister Ji has never felt guilty about what he did, nor has he ever taken their resentment to heart.In the eyes of Prime Minister Ji, blood, death, and fear are just means. In order to welcome the new era, the old interest groups must be sacrificed.

He knew that there were good landlords among the landlords, and many of the meritorious nobles just wanted to live in peace.But the old prime minister didn't care. For the unattainable kingdom of heaven in his ideal, massacre became a necessary act, and fear became a means of deterrence. He had already thrown human sympathy and universal values ​​into the gutter.

Just for the other shore that is destined to be unreachable.

Before meeting the old prime minister, I met Ji Qinghe again. He has been stationed in the prison recently and has not returned to the official office for a long time.

He still carried out executions on innocent prisoners. He pierced the prisoner's acupoints with a long needle dipped in special medicine, and the chained prisoner rolled up his eyelids, his body twitched, and he sweated non-stop.I know that this kind of punishment, which seems to leave no trace, is actually extremely vicious. Those who undergo this punishment will suffer severe pain, which is worse than the pain of childbirth. Vulnerable to torture, both those who should be recruited and those who should not be recruited will admit it.

With Ji Qinghe's position, he no longer needs to do such a trivial matter as extorting a confession, but after Prime Minister Ji was imprisoned, he stayed in prison all day long, personally tortured people related to the case of Prime Minister Ji.

I have known since childhood that Ji Qinghe is a psychopath.After so many years, his condition not only did not improve, but became more serious.Now all the Ji family members are rushing about the matter of the old prime minister, but he, the fourth son of the Ji family, just remains indifferent and adds fuel to the flames.

How did he become the unreasonable appearance he is now? Is it his crazy mother who died of a strange cause, or is it his nature?

This has nothing to do with me, and I don't want to care about it, so I turned around and stepped into the old prime minister's cell.

In the past days, the old prime minister and I talked about political affairs the most. The old prime minister Ji has unlimited energy and enthusiasm. He is a seventy-year-old man who whips us 30-year-old slackers to deal with affairs every day, urging We produce results and write memorials.

In the more than ten years we have worked together, it was not various interrogation meetings, or a mountain of official documents, or the soul of the old prime minister asked three times: Where is the work done?Are you done?Why don't you go to work when you're not done? !

Before the old prime minister killed the officials in the capital, we probably all liked this little old man who was always blowing his beard and staring, and sometimes made jokes about him in front of him, and the old prime minister didn't care about it , let us be happy.

At that time, I already knew that my knife would stab him one day.

Prime Minister Ji himself knew it.

Those who try to control the imperial power in vain will eventually be backlashed by the imperial power.

In this final meeting, we don't talk about state affairs, government affairs and world affairs, but only focus on the trivial matters of life that we usually don't care about.We chatted a lot, from the Ji family who died early to the Ji family's second master who couldn't help, from the cute and silly Ji Sanqing to the lawless Ji Qingshuang, the old prime minister was just like an ordinary old man, babbling about family matters , Worry about your descendants.

At the end of their lives, a generation of power ministers gave up their attachment to family and country affairs, and returned to their own families, amidst dreams and memories.

I smiled and listened, and echoed from time to time. If I turned a blind eye to the surrounding environment, it was my grandfather and grandson-in-law chatting about family affairs.The atmosphere was so cozy that I said something I shouldn't have said:

"Is there anything you want me to bring?"

I shouldn't have done such unnecessary things, and I regretted it the moment I said it.I am the one who is in charge of the trial of Xiao Shizi's case, and I am the one who named the murderer on the head of the old prime minister. The Ji family knows that I am one of the masterminds behind the scenes, and they wish they could eat my flesh and blood.

I heard, Ji