[Rebirth] The lord wants a minister to die

He Zhan ordered Fuquan to clean the two rooms for Ning Zuo and Ning You, and sent someone to send a letter to Qingping Palace to reassure King Ningping and Princess Wang.When the sun set into the west mountain, Ning Zuo finally returned from the east of the city.After running all the way, Ning Zuo built up a fire all the way, but in front of He Zhan, it was difficult to flare up again.

Ning Zuo entered the South Pavilion, and called Third Uncle with his mouth curled up. It seemed that he was still losing his temper.

He Zhan saw the bruises on his forehead and nose, and he was pushed by Ning Jin before, and his palms were bloodshot.He Zhan rested his forehead and sighed, this really didn't make him worry.He wiped the wound on Ning Zuo's palm with a hot wet towel, and finally softened his tone: "I'll send the dough to Ning Jin in a while, no more fights."

Ning Zuo hummed in response, but in fact he had already made up his mind.He listened to He Zhan's words and came to the study to find Ning Jin.Ning Jin sat in the study, copying "Little Notes of Floating Clouds" over and over again, his face ashen.When Ning Zuo walked in, Ning Jin only looked up at him, his face darkened, and he continued to bury his head in copying.Ning Zuo took out a dozen identical small noodle figures from his sleeve, put one of them on Ning Jin's table, and said proudly: "Here, Xiao Yezhong, here it is for you!"

Ning Jin ignored him, and Ning Zuo teased him even more vigorously. He pressed the remaining dozen or so little clay figurines on the table, crushed them one by one, and said provocatively, "Did you see this? Broken stuff, I can buy more than a dozen! The remaining one is what my third uncle asked me to pay you. It was my fault."

Ning Jin threw the little man on the ground abruptly, got up and went around to Ning Zuo, trampled the little man under his feet, and said angrily with his eyes wide open, "I don't care about it!"

"Yeah, yeah, you don't care about it. Since you don't care about it, why are you angry?" Seeing Ning Jin clenched his fists, Ning Zuo raised his neck, "What? You still want to hit me? You hit me, you hit me again, I'll let Third Uncle drive you away! Tell you to pester Third Uncle!"

Ning Jin stared darkly, his fingernails were deeply embedded in his flesh.Before his mother died, she told him that no one in the world is alone, and those who are related to him by blood are the closest people in the world. Brother Christine.On the day he went to Prince Qingping's Mansion, he saw Prince Ningping's family of four sitting at the table eating, and Ning Jin standing on one side holding the hem of his clothes, out of tune with them.Ning Jin still remembers this kind of humiliation to this day. The inferiority complex and loneliness that came from the bottom of his heart corroded every nerve of him like poison, like falling into a bottomless abyss, with needles on his back and sweat.

No matter what he did, in the eyes of King Ningping, it was wrong.Ning Zuo and Ning You teased and bullied him, but he endured it time and time again. If they hadn't insulted his mother that day, Ning Jin would never fight back.The moment he fell into the icy lake, the cold water took away his eyes and ears. At that moment, the whole world was quiet, and he was the only one. The fear of loneliness swept over like a hurricane, making him feel like a hurricane all his life. For the first time there was hatred.

He shouldn't believe his mother's words, there is no one related to Ning Jin in this world.

He felt hatred and despair, but after waking up, he heard He Zhan say to him: "It's not because I like you." He Zhan's tone was half true and half false, so that Ning Jin couldn't tell the difference, and there was a little hope in his heart , but dare not hope anymore.

Ning Jin knew about He Zhan a long time ago.

He Zhan often comes to the house, and Ning Zuo and Ning You always love to cling to him. Ning Zuo's fiery temper can't break out in front of He Zhan.He Zhan often took Ning Zuo and Ning You to play some strange and fun things-playing in the water, catching shrimps, fighting grass, climbing trees, stealing flowers, beating jujubes, throwing pots and pushing cards.Sometimes Ning Jin met them, and when He Zhan saw him, he would also ask with a smile: "Ning Zuo, ask the servants of your house to come and play together? How lively are the people!" Ning Zuo said angrily: " Just call Xiaoliu, the servants don't know the rules."

He Zhan smiled helplessly when he heard the words, and patted Ning You's head very lovingly, like a person who has no temper at all.He Zhan was born with a very good appearance. In the imperial city, except for the outstanding Fengming King, He Zhan's face is first-class, especially when his eyebrows are smiling, there are three thousand styles on the tip of his eyebrows, and the ink painting is just like that. His eyes seemed to be shining, and he was handsome, like a fairy playing in the world.

In the past, he didn't think that the things He Zhan took them to play were so good, and he didn't think that He Zhan was so good at laughing at people.But that was just the past.Here at He Zhan, he finally understands a truth - he can never keep what others give, and he has to fight for what he wants!

Seeing that he didn't dare to refute, Ning Zuo was very happy in his heart, and sneered, "Don't you dare! You are so strong, and you will be driven away by the third uncle in the future, so please don't go back to Qingping Palace. Otherwise, I will let you know , How do you write the word 'death'!" Although Ning Zuo couldn't hit him, he took advantage of his tongue and figured out the anger in his heart.

He spat at Ning Jin, turned around and was about to leave the study.At this time, Ning Jin's eyes suddenly turned dark, and the veins on his tightly clenched fists bulged. He rushed up quickly, threw Ning Zuo to the ground, grabbed Ning Zuo's collar, and pinched his neck tightly. He couldn't even raise his head.

Ning Zuo was attacked, grinning his teeth in pain, roaring angrily: "Ning Jin! How dare you hit me! Let go!" He struggled hard, but couldn't get out.He had never discovered that Ning Jin had such great strength before, the back of his neck was clamped by Ning Jin, and he couldn't lift up his strength at all.

Ning Jin seemed to be a different person, his eyes were full of violence, he pressed Ning Zuo's hand around the back of his neck and grabbed his throat.Ning Zuo suffocated for a while, struggled to turn over, and squeezed Ning Jin's hand with all his strength, but Ning Jin's hand was so strong that it seemed as if he wanted to cut his throat before he would give up.Ning Zuo couldn't breathe from being pinched, his face gradually swelled into a liver color.Ning Jin gritted his teeth, and suddenly let go of his hand. Ning Zuo swallowed a mouthful of air, choking him so that he bent over and coughed violently.

Ning Jin let him go, and the murderous intent exuding from his whole body made people fall into an ice cave: "Get out! Leave Duke Zhong's mansion, or I will kill you!" He was like a wild beast that fell into extreme madness. It was like tearing Ning Zuo to pieces.

No one can rob He Zhan from him, he won't let it go, no one can!

Ning Zuo was pinched until his face turned pale and he lost all blood.His anger was completely replaced by fear, he clutched his aching neck, looked at Ning Jin's eyes trembling constantly: "Madman...you are a lunatic..."

Still in shock, Ning Zuo staggered out of the study.His head was in a trance, and the suffocation he felt just now was still there, making his hands and feet feel cold, and his shoulders kept shaking.

Ning Zuo ran back to Nangezi, He Zhan was watching Ning You's writing, when he saw Ning You wrote the word "Pei Zhi", he couldn't help laughing: "The writing of Pei is so ugly."

Fuquan studied ink at the side, opened his eyes, and asked, "Isn't this pretty? Then... isn't that slave writing like a dog?"

Ning You and He Zhan were amused by him and laughed.Ning You handed the writing brush in his hand to He Zhan, and said: "Then third uncle taught me to write. My father always said that my handwriting is not as beautiful as that of elder brother. Third uncle will teach me to see if I can surpass elder brother."

Ning Zuo watched from the door, his nose suddenly turned sore, he felt very wronged, and tears welled up in his eyes.He sniffed, trying to hold back his tears, He Zhan looked over and asked, "Ning Zuo? What's wrong with you?"

Unable to restrain it anymore, Ning Zuo burst into tears and threw himself into He Zhan's arms, weeping until he could not make a sound.Ning You was thoughtful, and saw the red mark on Ning Zuo's neck at a glance, and asked in horror, "Brother, what's wrong with your neck?"

Ning Zuo was usually high-spirited, and this was the first time he cried like this. He hugged He Zhan and wept non-stop, saying intermittently: "Ning Jin, he... strangled my neck... wanted to kill me..."

He Zhan quickly looked down at the pinch mark on his neck, and twisted his heart hard.He said to Fuquan, "Go, call Ning Jin."

Fuquan hurriedly took orders.Ning Zuo seemed to be greatly frightened, and hugged He Zhan tightly, as if hugging a life-saving grass.He Zhan held him in his arms and let him cry.

After a while, Fuquan came back, followed by the black-faced Ning Jin.

Seeing him like this, Ning Zuo said that the matter of his beating did not go away, and he was angry from the heart, and said, "Did you beat him?"

Ning Jin was neither overbearing nor humble, nor did he deny it, and said frankly: "Yes."

"why?"

"He bullied me." Ning Jin said coldly, "Third Uncle taught you to fight back when you shouldn't."

He taught?He really taught!When he was in Qingfeng Temple, he was afraid that Ning Jin would be alone and had nowhere to go, so he had to learn how to protect himself.But he taught Ning Jin to be like this?Then he taught Ning Jin not to be found out if he did something wrong!Thinking of this, He Zhan wanted to stretch out his hand and give himself a slap in the face, he is really his grandfather's misguided son!

He Zhan's anger came from nowhere, and he asked sharply, "Why did he bully you? Did Ning Zuo hit you or did you not pay you anything?"

Ning Jin pursed his lips without saying a word.

"Why don't you talk!"

Ning Jin straightened his back and said, "Third Uncle will be punished. I have no complaints, but I am right!"

"You are all right, how can I punish you? You go, Duke Zhong's mansion can't accommodate such a big man like you!" He said these words in a low voice, which was chilling.

He Zhan knew why he was so angry - he was annoyed that he was incompetent and could not teach Ning Jin well.

In his previous life, he brought Ning Jin back to Duke Zhongguo's mansion, just because he didn't want him to be bullied again, and his life and death reincarnation was all caused by Ning Jin, so he really couldn't like Ning Jin.He Zhan threw him in the mansion and let him fend for himself.Ning Jin grew up very well after being raised in this way. Later, he had the opportunity to be taught by Xuanjizi. As Xuanjizi said, Ning Jin's literary and military strategy is not inferior to others. Even the current emperor once praised "" Talented people".

The two of them were born and died on the battlefield, and He Zhan had protected Ning Jin all his life. Now that we see each other again, he is in a different state of mind, so he protects him in everything, but he doesn't want to teach Ning Jin to behave like this.From the bruises on Ning Zuo's neck, it can be seen that Ning Jin killed him.

How can someone like him become the king of a country when he is so ruthless at such a young age?All right.Although it is true that one must be ruthless to become the king of a country, there is no way to suppress those ghosts and monsters.

But Ning Jin is still a child now!He taught this child how to break the disabled!

It was a mistake not to have the heart to keep Ning Jin in Qingfeng Guan, and he must be sent back to Xuanjizi's sect as soon as possible!

"Fuquan, take him away."

Hearing that He Zhan wanted to drive him away, Ning Jin really panicked.He started to get scared when he started fighting with Ning Zuo. He knew that Ning Zuo would definitely tell He Zhan, and he knew that He Zhan would definitely punish him.When he grabbed Ning Zuo, he was completely dominated by fear and anger, and his mind was not clear at all. When he saw Ning Zuo's face flushed, he came back to his senses and let go of his hand suddenly.

He knew that He Zhan would definitely be angry, and he would admit that He Zhan wanted to beat and scold him, but he didn't expect that He Zhan would just drive him away.

Fuquan looked at Ning Jin, a little stunned.Since returning from Qingfeng Mountain, Ning Jin has been taking care of his third young master, and he has seen it all.Although Ning Jin didn't care about other people, he was very obedient and obedient in front of He Zhan. With him by his side, the third young master was much happier than before.It's true that he doesn't like Ning Jin very much, maybe making the young master happy is the most important thing, but now, the young master really wants to drive Ning Jin away?

Fuquan kicked Ning Jin, and reprimanded: "Quickly kneel down and confess to the young master!"

Ning Jin was unsteady and knelt on the ground in a daze.

oops!He Zhan shivered, and his knees softened instantly.

He really is Zilu Xingjun's young life, can't he go through the plot quietly and smoothly! !Why are you kicking him, Mr. Fuquan! !