Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

Yan Fuzhao did not disappoint Han Feng's expectations, nor was he in vain for his countless provocations and hints. In terms of speaking skills, Yan Fuzhao thought he had reached the pinnacle, but he didn't know that Han Feng was the real expert.

Yan Fuzhao has been under one person and over ten thousand people for too long, in fact, he has long been aggrieved and bored. As long as that person is pushed down, he can truly rule the world. what can't?

Yan Fuzhao "rebelled" vigorously in the name of returning to the side of the emperor and the Qing emperor.

A small coup was quietly staged in the night.

"Ministry of Punishment..." Yan Fuzhao was wearing a cloak, half of his face was hidden in the shadows, "I will remember this achievement."

The guards of the capital stood respectfully behind Han Feng, together with the [-] guards stationed on the outskirts of Beijing, stretched like snakes in the dark night, a dangerous lead was held in Han Feng's hands, he smiled, "You are welcome, Grand Master. "

Lin Qi also stood by Han Feng's side. If Han Feng wanted to make trouble, he couldn't rest assured no matter where Lin Qi was placed.

The palace in front of him was solemn and cold, like a dormant giant beast in the night, Yan Fuzhao looked up, on the spring night, the air was filled with a faint fragrance, this is the smell of this palace, mixed with incense And the fragrance of the most precious flowers in the world.

"Knock the door—" Yan Fuzhao said darkly, "Kill!"

Han Feng calmly changed positions with the guard in the capital, the two exchanged glances, the guard in the capital nodded slightly, Han Feng had already stood to Lynch's left, raised his hand to hook Lynch's shoulder naturally, and said in a low voice: " Follow me."

"Yeah." Lynch was also very nervous. Of course he believed in Han Feng, but it was exciting to experience the transformation of a dynasty.

The strength of the guards in the capital was far stronger than that of the imperial guards in the palace, and Yan Fuzhao entered the palace of the Queen Mother almost effortlessly.

The torches in the hands of the imperial guards illuminated the Forbidden Palace, and the Queen Mother looked at Yan Fuzhao who was surrounded by her indifferently in a thin dress, "Yan Fuzhao, are you trying to force the palace? This is a death penalty for treason!"

Yan Fuzhao laughed loudly, "What a big joke. You poisoned the late emperor and the young emperor one after another. A poisonous woman like you is worthy of talking with me about conspiracy or not?"

This is exposing the old background of the Queen Mother. Lin Qi only knew that the Queen Mother was set as the number one villain. He did not expect that the Queen Mother was so powerful. She killed two emperors, and even the first emperor died in her hands. , He was surprised when he heard that, and quietly grabbed Han Feng's hand, and Han Feng was about to grab his hand, when the two of them clasped their hands together under their official uniforms.

Han Feng's hands were warm, and Lynch's heart calmed down.

"Teacher," faced with the accusation of poisoning the emperor, the Queen Mother still calmly smiled slightly, "You are really terrified of me by spewing blood like this, Mr. Han——"

"The minister is here." Han Fenglang said in a loud voice, standing firmly with Lin Qi at the gate of the palace.

The Queen Mother was supported by the palace people, and said lazily: "Grand Master Yan not only committed the crime of treason, but also slandered the palace, regarded it as contempt for the royal family, and punished him for several crimes, and he has not been taken down yet."

"Wang Pingxin, you are still confused when you are about to die," Yan Fuzhao shot at Han Feng, "The demon queen is here, don't do anything yet!"

Han Feng squeezed Lynch's hand, lowered his eyes and said, "Take down the traitor..."

"Yes!" The guard of the capital waved his hand fiercely, and the arm wrapped in golden armor suddenly formed an arc in the night, and the guard immediately swung his knife at Yan Fuzhao's private soldiers.

Yan Fuzhao's private soldiers were unprepared and fell down without even making a sound. The sound of the blade piercing into the human body stimulated Lynch's eardrums, and he turned around and couldn't bear to watch.

If the palace changes, it will bleed.

But this time, it was Yan Fuzhao's blood that was shed.

When Yan Fuzhao died, he still didn't know why Han Feng turned his back on him and fell under the steps of the palace—he died with regret.

The Queen Mother raised her head and took a deep breath of the smell of blood. The smile on her face deepened. Some people may be afraid of the smell of blood, but she has long fallen in love with this smell, which belongs to the smell of power.

"Han Feng, you did a good job." The Queen Mother looked at Han Feng from the corner of her eyes, "You have lived up to my expectations of you."

Han Feng still stood with a blank expression on his face. From the beginning to the end, he stood beside Lynch, not moving half a step towards Yan Fuzhao or the Queen Mother.

"The Queen Mother..."

A trembling voice came from behind the palace gate.

The imperial guards and guards step aside one by one.

The young emperor came slowly, and under the light of the torch, he mustered up his courage to look at the queen mother who had been oppressing him and hovering over his head, "You poisoned the late emperor, and all the witnesses and evidences have been detained in the Ministry of Criminal Justice. Order, this matter is known to the world, and your nine clans will not be protected at that time."

The moment the Young Emperor appeared, the Queen Mother knew it already.

Han Feng... It really is the person she fancy, who is exactly the same as her. How can people like them tolerate that they are not standing at the top of power?

The Queen Mother cast her eyes on the shadow, and Han Feng's tall figure stood next to a slightly shorter figure. The two were inseparable, like branches.

The palace change ended with the empress dowager being imprisoned and returned to the emperor. Han Feng was appointed as the grand master by the emperor just like in his previous life, but what he pursued in his heart was already different from his previous life, so he resolutely asked the emperor to resign. , the emperor teacher in name.

Wang Xuanzhen realized that he was deceived by Han Feng, and brought his own people to kill the Han family, but it was in vain.

It was just a spring day, and the birds were singing in the corner of the pavilion. Han Feng lay on Lynch's lap and read a book of poems.

Lynch laughed, "Is my father's posthumous work out of your eyes?"

Han Feng's voice paused, and he said slowly after a long while: "So it's the poem of Lord Yushi, but I'm superficial and don't know how to appreciate it."

Lin Qi chuckled. Han Feng is now the Grand Tutor, and the system judges that he has completed his power, and his blackness value is also slowly decreasing. The specific performance is that if he spends one more day in Lin's mansion, it will drop so much. A little bit, and now there is only a little bit left, maybe not as high as Lynch's blackening value judged by the system now.

"Today's lunch, you can figure it out yourself," Lin Qi took back the collection of poems from Han Feng, flipped through a few pages, and raised his eyebrows, "Lin's residence doesn't have your meal."

"Zifei," Han Feng hugged his waist, coquettishly, "I was wrong, I didn't know Taishan with my eyes." He raised his eyes and slapped his short and dense eyelashes, "Master Taishan has a spirit underground, and he can't see it." He must not bear the heart of his virtuous son-in-law to suffer from hunger."

The pun of "Mount Tai" made Lynch's smile widen. He lightly scratched Han Feng's nose, lowered his head and bit Han Feng's lips, "Slick tongue."

Han Feng took the opportunity to hold his neck, stuck out his tongue, and practiced Lynch's evaluation of him without hesitation.

The two were laughing and joking, when there was some serious movement outside, it seemed that someone broke into the Lin residence, Lin Qi hurriedly patted Han Feng on the shoulder and separated from him.

Han Feng also sat up, with a serious face, he had already guessed who was coming.

Wang Xuanzhen, Yan Fuzhao, the Queen Mother, and even today's young emperor, Han Feng all lied to them all over and over again. With the help of their strength, all the forces joined forces to mediate. Except for Lin Qi, he never said a word to anyone. truth.

"Han Feng, what did you promise me?!"

Lynch was very surprised when he saw Wang Xuanzhen.

Wang Xuanzhen... suddenly aged a lot, his black temples were suddenly stained with frost, and his originally smooth and fair skin also quietly became wrinkled. He was like a flower that had bloomed to the end and finally ushered in the time of flower failure.

"Uncle Guo," Han Feng still called him that way, because he had goodwill towards Lin Qi, and Han Feng treated him with a bit of politeness, "Although I didn't let you vent your anger with your own hands, I can't break my promise. If you want to know, I can send you into the palace to ask the Queen Mother."

The claustrophobic palace does not seem to be any different from the past. Weeds grow wantonly from the corners of the palace wall. Wang Pingxin sits on the palace steps and watches quietly. The warm spring sun shines on her back, and she slowly falls into memories .

The emperor favored her younger brother.

She thought to herself: There is no way to do it, the love of the emperor is like thunder to mortals, who can resist?Besides, she could give up her own body, why would Wang Xuanzhen be reluctant?

She didn't expect...she really didn't expect...

Wang Pingxin stretched out his hand to lightly touch the tip of the grass, and suddenly squeezed it hard. It was never enough to relieve hatred. In such a spring day, she still felt cold.

"elder sister."

Wang Ping suddenly seemed to hear Wang Xuanzhen's voice, she thought it was her hallucination again, she tilted her head and ignored it.

She seemed to be really old, and not only began to soften her heart, but also became confused.

"Do you regret it?"

A palace wall, Wang Xuanzhen was leaning on it, he just wanted to hear something.

--"not regret."

When the woman's cold voice came, Wang Xuanzhen burst into tears.

His elder sister... what he loves the most is always power, and it has always been his extravagant wish...

Qian Buchang stepped forward to support the limp Wang Xuanzhen, Wang Xuanzhen pushed his hand away forcefully, "I know, you belong to her."

Qian Buhuan's eyes widened suddenly, and his outstretched hands froze in place.

"If you're not her person," Wang Xuanzhen turned his face away, his face was full of tears, "why do you think you can stay by my side for so long?"

Qian Buhuan nailed his footsteps in place, watching Wang Xuanzhen walk away step by step.

Wang Xuanzhen staggered, and suddenly realized that he had never received love from anyone except his parents in his life, and was forever intertwined in the vortex of power and desire, and could not be reborn.

Then... it's about time.

A fire broke out in the palace. It turned out to be the land where golden camellia was grown. It had just been burned, and the soil had just been turned over, and it was burned clean. Fortunately, the young emperor was kind and did not blame him.

"Rights are scarier than anything else in the world," Han Feng stroked Lin Qi's long hair, the candlelight flickered on Lin Qi's delicate and fair face, reflecting Lin Qi's clear eyes, Han Feng bowed his head and kissed Lynch's face, "I just want to be by your side, to see the beauty of the world, and to grow old together for the rest of my life."

"Well," Lynch turned his face away, raised his hand to trace Han Feng's outline, and said slowly, "No matter how many good things you say, don't expect you to have a share of tomorrow's breakfast."

——"That's why I say that power is really the most terrible thing!"