The daily life of the retired devil

Soon came the day of the birthday party.

In the planned process, this emperor's birthday banquet called "Chengtian Festival" will last for three days. Foreign envoys, as well as some people with special merits, will be invited to the palace to have banquets with everyone and watch singing and dancing.

And at the dinner party on the third day, the emperor will be present and stay for about an hour, and at this time, it is time for everyone to go all out to win the attention of the emperor.

And it's also a good time for the former rebels "Qinghehui" to act!

Xie Feiyan allowed these mice to sneak into the palace, and watched them make all kinds of ambushes in secret, and just sat on the dragon chair by themselves, pretending that he was deaf and blind.

Under Xie Feiyan's willful obstruction, these people's small actions went very smoothly. With the internal and external cooperation of the palace people, Chen Guogong's mansion, foreign princess and others, it took two days for the members of the Qinghe Society to finally arrange everything properly.

So on that night, the high-level members of the Qinghe Society met, and while refining the plan for tomorrow's "Assassination of the Dog Emperor", they also looked forward to the bright future without the Dog Emperor.

Sitting at the top, Li Ji looked at his capable generals and did not hinder their imagination. After all, painting big cakes is also the spiritual food that entrepreneurs must feed to migrant workers. Now the wage earners draw big cakes themselves, as How could the boss's Li Ji dissuade everyone?

But to Li Ji's surprise, these people began to argue endlessly over credit and the division of power in the future.

A certain old official believes that he is a veteran of the two dynasties. He was unyielding to the surrender of the founding emperor of the Yong Dynasty. Over the years, he has devoted himself to the ideological guidance of the Qinghe Society. Then it must be his greatest contribution.

A certain helmsman believes that although he does not have too old qualifications, his ability to do things is obvious to all. Qinghe will be able to support it for so many years because of his ability to carry goods. Even the Emperor Yongchao said that heroes don’t ask where they come from. Taisun also said that the economic foundation determines the superstructure. In short, after Taisun ascended the throne as emperor, it must be his own economic foundation that contributed the most.

But a certain master expressed a different opinion, thinking that when he and his disciples practiced in winter and practiced in summer, when they fought against the dog emperor's spies and chasing troops, they were always at the forefront of life and death, so if you really want to In terms of rewards for meritorious deeds, it must be the disciples of his lineage who have contributed the most!

But the elders of Nanjiang did not agree...

The head of the Chamber of Commerce has something to say...

The person in charge of the workshop spoke carefully...

BALABALA

BALABALABALA...

Li Jiwan didn't expect such a direction, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

I thought this was a gentle and passionate vision of the future, but I didn't expect that everyone had their own little thoughts in their hearts: This revolution has not succeeded yet, and you are starting to fight for success?Still fighting to blush and thick neck?

Seriously, are you thinking too far?And it can cause quarrels like this, you don't take him as a great grandson at all, do you? !

Li Ji secretly hated him.

He originally thought that with his endless new ideas and ways to make money, he had successfully controlled these people, at least half of them were loyal, but he didn't expect that in their eyes, he was still just a mascot That's all.

But for such a situation to occur, in the final analysis, it is still Zhao Sheng who is to blame!

If there wasn't a second time traveler in this world, if that time traveler didn't overwhelm him everywhere, how could he, Li Ji, be looked down upon by these people?

Yes, Li Ji is indeed good at making money, but compared with Zhao Sheng's astonishing achievements, these small actions of his can only be regarded as clever. Better grades!

But myself... How can I do it myself?

So Zhao Sheng really had to die!

Li Ji suppressed his anger, pretending that he didn't notice these people's petty thinking and disrespect, he smoothed things over with a smile, and directed the attention of these people to tomorrow's assassination. After getting everyone's reassurance, he was in a hurry Let everyone go away.

Finally, after everyone in the Qinghe Club had left, Li Ji collapsed on a chair exhaustedly, thinking about various dark and murderous thoughts in his mind. At this moment, a loud noise came from outside the door, and near.

"...I always knew that you hated me, sister, but I thought that at least for Si Lang's sake, the two of us could live in harmony, so that Si Lang wouldn't worry about us, but you just went too far. , I still have some fists and kicks on my body, didn’t you ruin your face with that sword just now? I will never forgive you for acting like this! I’ll go tell Si Lang and let him punish you!”

"Oh, don't pretend. If you hadn't hidden the veil that Si Lang gave me, how could I have done it? Let me tell you, you must know how much I value that veil, and deliberately provoked me, and then I will accept it again. A sword, to make Si Lang feel bad, such a simple and ugly trick, do you think Si Lang will be fooled?!"

"My sister's words are so unreasonable. I have already explained to you that I didn't hide it, but you just identified me, but seeing that my sister is just a flower girl, is it easy to bully?!"

"Sister Saint, this sister is right, and you have no evidence, how can you say that it was my sister who touched your veil?"

"Shut up! Don't think that you can ask Si Lang and us if Si Lang looks at you differently! Get out of the way, right or wrong, let's go to Si Lang and let Si Lang make a clear distinction for us!"

"..."

As soon as the words outside the door fell, a group of Yingying and Yanyan rushed over, chattering about their grievances, and finally looked at him with tearful eyes, waiting for him, the master of the blue sky. Resolve grievances for them.

Li Ji: "..."

This day is over!

Everything was fine before, but why these three years... yes, it must be Zhao Sheng!

All of this must be Zhao Sheng's fault!

It was Zhao Sheng who took away his status and power, and he has been in trouble for the past few years. Even his own backyard is full of fires, extinguishing one end and lighting the other... So he must kill Zhao Sheng!

As long as Zhao Sheng is killed, everything will return to the original state!

Li Ji thought firmly, although the idea was irrational, but under the guidance of luck, he came to the correct result - kill Zhao Sheng!

Li Ji looked forward to it sincerely:

Tomorrow, hurry up!

·

It was another morning, and the last day of the Chengtian Festival finally came under everyone's expectations.

On this day, Chen Guogong woke up early, put on his own national government uniform, and after hastily drinking a bowl of millet porridge with pickles, he asked the servant beside him, "How is Yurong today?"

The attendant bowed and replied: "The prince had another unbearable abdominal pain last night, and he couldn't be cured after inviting Liu Yuanzheng. Madam was anxious, so she ordered someone to hitch a car last night, and went to Baiyun Temple with the prince to pray for blessings."

Chen Guogong nodded slightly, and looked at his eldest son: "In this case, Jin Rong, you and I will enter the palace with me today to meet the Holy Majesty."

Chen Jinrong, the eldest son of Chen Guogong's mansion, showed a ecstatic face: "Father, is it true?!"

"Of course it is true. This is a rare opportunity. You must not make any mistakes. After entering the palace, you must obey my orders everywhere, understand?"

"Yes! Father, I will definitely not let you down!"

Chen Guogong nodded: "Then go and prepare."

"I'm going right now!"

Chen Jinrong left happily, his excitement was beyond words.

And it wasn't until he returned to his room, closed the door, retreated, and was alone in the room, that there was a sneer on Chen Jinrong's face.

He seized the time, picked up a pen and wrote something on the paper, dried it gently, rolled it up and stuffed it into a small tube, and hid it in his sleeve.

Then, when he boarded the carriage with Chen Guogong, Chen Jinrong staggered suddenly, and the groom beside him reacted very quickly and immediately helped him up.

"Master, be careful."

"Ah."

Chen Jinrong got into the car, but the small tube that was originally hidden in his sleeve had already been passed to another person through the groom's hand.

So, soon, Mrs. Chen Guogong and Chen Guogong's son, who used the excuse to go to Baiyun Temple to pray for blessings last night, were overtaken by someone on another small road.

Amidst the sound of whips and wheels, Mrs. Chen Guogong in the carriage heard the sound of horseshoes approaching behind her.

Her flustered heart beat faster and faster, and she secretly felt that something was wrong, and when her carriage was forced to stop by the sound of horseshoes, her face turned pale even slightly.

Mrs. Chen Guogong's servant girl saw her nervousness, gritted her teeth, and went out as soon as she lifted the curtain, yelling: "You are so brave, can't you see that this is the carriage of Chen Guogong's mansion? I am the lady in charge of Chen Guogong's mansion , there is an urgent matter to go out of the city, why don't you guys get out of the way quickly?!"

Outside, someone laughed and said: "Miss in charge? Aren't you the maidservant of Mrs. Chen Guogong? How did you become a lady in charge? Besides, your master clearly went to Baiyun Temple, why did you walk this way by yourself? "

Another voice scolded in a deep voice: "Don't talk too much!" Then, he raised his voice, "Madam, my son, this is the end of the matter, you two, please get out of the car and walk with us!"

The bad guess came true, Mrs. Chen Guogong's tense shoulders slumped down, her complexion was ashen.

At the same time, Chen Guogong brought his eldest son to the palace, and introduced to Chen Jinrong the high-ranking officials in the palace, all the famous gentry children, and some important figures, as if they wanted to pave the way for his eldest son's future career.

Later, when the introduction came to an end, Chen Guogong looked at his eldest son who was full of joy, and said: "When we meet with the Holy One tonight, you will be the one in our Chen Guogong's mansion to present a congratulatory gift to the Holy One—this will be the best gift in your life. In the most glorious moment, you must perform well, understand?"

Chen Jinrong smiled, just like everyone who was knocked out by a pie, happy and excited: "Don't worry, father, my son understands."

Chen Guogong nodded in satisfaction.