Reborn Tyrant Raiders System

How to make people return to their hometowns with skills?

Fu Mingtian looked at the old ministers below who were already crying and shouting for the late emperor. When the ministers were incompetent and unable to assist Jinshang and so on, he squinted his eyes and looked at them one by one.Wei Guogong Li Minsheng, Hubu Shangshu Jining, Prince Tai Fu Lin Qianduo, this combination is interesting. His cheap real father-in-law is a representative of a family with respect but no real power, a Qingliu elder, and the master he worships is also one of his grandfather's direct disciples , but the three of them are also considered the late emperor's confidantes, so they think they can count on their kindness?Drink, damn cheap ancestors and his countrymen, only caring about their own happiness, leaving a lot of trouble for future generations.Fuck your sister, don't kill scholars, don't kill scholars with words! ! !

Thinking of the previous life, the time when he turned from victory to decline with death as a lesson, he suppressed the sudden killing intent in his heart.People, the most stupid thing is that you can't see your own position, and you are thick-skinned to rely on the old and sell the old, but you don't know that the elders, the elders, the elders of the three dynasties, and the elders of the two dynasties are all in their seventies and eighties. Look at you as a hug baby! ! !

So a group of people knelt down with sweat, and a group of people cried heart-piercingly, while Fu Mingtian drank tea leisurely.

"Hey, go and get me some melon seeds and some silver rice balls!" Fu Mingtian tapped the smooth tabletop with uneven fingers, playing rhythm and making music for others, and at the same time he couldn't help wondering if he had practiced crying before. The one who cried was heartbroken and tactful.

"Yes!" Obediently bowed his head and left.

"Take more, I'm afraid it won't be rewarding enough. The singers who use the council hall as a stage are good enough to go to a state banquet." Fu Mingtian said carelessly, stroking the newly brought teacup.

A few people felt chills on their backs for no reason, raised their eyebrows, and said in their hearts, this is not in line with common sense! ! !Usually, for the sake of good reputation, when they persuade the emperor, they will definitely persuade them with good words, instead of... before they have time to think about it, they rush to kneel down. Although they have their own backs, if the emperor doesn't like it, then they will lose this bet It was a complete failure.

"Why don't you sing? The tune is okay, the lyrics are touching, and you are loyal. It's a pity!" Fu Mingtian stretched out the tune, with a rogue-like face, and said loudly, "I don't understand! Tai Tuo, compared to the other ministers, you are old But if you know me, I didn’t study the Four Books and Five Classics back then, but I cut my beard a few times, do you still want a beard today?”

Lin Qian was so surprised, recalling the miserable days, kneeling on the ground, sweating and shivering.

"However, thanks to the master's careful teaching, he used stories to guide us every time he was bored, especially that one..." Frowning, Fu Mingtian slapped the table with his hands and acted like a good student. The tone is long and clear, with a clear tone of heavy and light, "The one who promotes love and fights against love, relies on the old to sell the old, slave, big, come, bully, master! I have a deep memory so far, why don't I re-teach the class today? All ministers are remembering the father. It makes no sense not to be nostalgic for the matter that the Taifu euphemistically mentioned at the beginning, which caused me to be scolded and educated by my father~~~~"

The light words, with a smile, caused a chill to flow through the council hall, and now everyone who remembers what to discuss, just knelt down and kowtowed.

"Damn my humble minister, please forgive me!" Several people who remembered the former emperor turned pale with fright, and fell limply on the ground, crawling and kowtowing for mercy.

"Since I should die, why do I have to forgive my sins?? Tai Tuo, I didn't study well at the beginning, but I was educated anyway, so this sentence doesn't make sense, right? Why do you educated people bully me now and regret that I didn't do it well back then? What about people who only know how to have fun? They say that a gentleman should keep his word, and the old officials are all gentlemen. How can they say they deserve to die one moment, but beg for mercy the next moment? Isn’t this the behavior of a villain? Isn’t that bad?”

With a face that loves to learn and ask questions when he doesn't understand, Fu Mingtian sincerely asked for advice, stabbing people with knives, with a heartbroken look, "Dishonest and trustworthy, no gentleman's style, presumptuous to be a scholar-bureaucrat" Set an example, how can I let you entrust the responsibility of choosing the future minister of the humerus to the love ministers!"

The faces of the ministers turned pale.Starting from a cup of tea, these courtiers have been damaged to pieces.Some people began to rejoice, fortunately, they knocked quickly and neatly just now, and didn't think about it... Fortunately, fortunately, no matter what, the emperor Jining, Jining, and Lin Qianduo, who are the sons of heaven, have been discredited, and even brought their subordinates His disciples were also more or less implicated.

It's almost the end of the game, and Fu Mingtian accepts it when he sees it is good. After all, the combination of grace and power is the kingly way.As for the highlight of the original topic, how to award the army and Fu Mingqin's canonization, he never considered the opinions of the ministers.

It made people dance for more than half a month. Apart from watching the monkey show, I just wanted to see which of the civil and military officials had something to see.

The dust settled today.

He patted the person on the shoulder, said a few words in a neutral manner, and finally concluded, the test questions came out, and the invigilator came, so that he was worthy of the title of disciple of the Son of Heaven, and let people go back to their respective homes.

Walking out of the government hall and the palace, the legs of the ministers were still shaking, whether it was from hunger or fear.

Then, each went back to each house.

Fu Mingtian looked at the small note sent back by the dark guard in time, flung his sleeves, threw the inkstone, the innocent wife who was shot, and the sedan chair that suddenly left in the backyard in the middle of the night.

"Ah—" Yawning, Fu Mingtian looked at the gossip news for fun, and didn't want to face Fu Mingqin, a bastard who made him worry.

"Your Majesty, these things?" obediently glanced at the heavy envelope and the special handicrafts that came with the envelope, looked at His Majesty the Emperor who had an expressionless face, and asked.

"Didn't it be for the empress father, then send it to someone else." Fu Mingtian was neither salty nor salty, feeling a little unbalanced in his heart for a second.

[System: Host, host, your mood fluctuates, fluctuates! ! ! 】

【Your sister! !Tell me about Lao Tzu's worrying hair, so why is this rabbit still in high spirits? ?Sending things, not to mention other things, just talk about etiquette, why don't you consider me, my sense of existence is really so low? 】Fu Mingtian said indignantly, 【How much blood did I have to feed to save my life! 】

[System: Host, you don't want to repay your kindness, and madam... well, think about it from another angle, you should be happy that madam is so filial! 】

Just as Fu Mingtian wanted to refute, he handed over a thin envelope obediently and tremblingly, "Your Majesty, Prince Qin gave it to you!"

"Mine?" Fu Mingtian was happy, this bastard finally had a conscience.

Brother Huang, I have practiced the Nine Yin Manual

Holding the letter paper to see through the candlelight, he flipped through it again and again, but Fu Mingtian still couldn't find any other words.

[Small eyes, didn't you say that he already has 88 favorability points for me? 】

The small eyes in my mind pouted, helplessly, [Host, please remind me with small eyes, the full score is 9999! ! ! ] Then he muttered, 【It is already an anecdote that Madam has gained so much favorability because of the sword manual. There is no reason why there will be so many of them having a long-distance relationship! 】

Feng Shui took turns, he just choked people speechless in the morning, and tonight it was his turn to be choked by such a precious big white rabbit.

Fu Mingtian comforted himself in his heart, he couldn't argue with a child!Can't count! ! !It's not that this person's IQ and EQ have all been added to his appearance skills, and he only has Bai Mu of the sword manual in his mind. It's not easy to write to him now.Autism or autism or something, as future people, we should be considerate, considerate! !In this day and age, people who have been diagnosed as fools by unscrupulous imperial physicians should be sympathetic to those whose reputation has been damaged.

With understanding, Fu Mingtian looked at the special handicraft that was sent over - a pile of loess in Rongcheng, and he felt a lot more balanced in an instant.

Then, the dark guard said winkingly, Empress Wu's envelope looked heavy, but inside it was just a storyteller's story, and the real content was the same as in the past, "Father, Ziqing is in good health, very good here, very happy." Miss you, I'll beg Brother Huang to take you to the fief, let's fight together! After nothing else, Fu Mingtian was completely balanced.I started to pay attention to his good fourth brother who went to the imperial mausoleum for filial piety.

"Master, it has been confirmed that Fu Mingzhe has left the imperial mausoleum and is heading for the capital!" The shadow guard knelt on one knee and said respectfully.

"Really?" Fu Mingtian chuckled. In his previous life, the ministers fought for the name of the examiner, which annoyed him. He happened to meet Fu Mingzhe, so he had no power and no power. The prince who just took a small errand in the Ministry of Rites became the first choice. In order to send a lot of talents.

After the trance, Fu Mingtian took a sip of tea, and once again mentioned the person who once loved to the bottom of his heart but was betrayed to the end.

"Shu Qing has become a popular candidate for the champion, and has become one of the four young masters in Beijing."

"Very well, let's go down!"

A light flashed across Fu Mingtian's eyes, and the corners of Fu Mingtian's mouth deepened. Today's rippling is only the beginning of the curtain, and the right way is for a good show to unfold slowly.

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Prime Minister's Study

"Qing'er, are you sure to win the first place in this subject?" Shu Hengxu frowned. He suffered such a great humiliation today, so he will not talk about it intentionally or not. The plan for now is to ensure that the Shu family can get through this turmoil smoothly. .After many years of ups and downs, he has already understood that the emperor is unpredictable, and he needs to reserve a way out for himself.And this Shu Qing, thinking of Yingying Yanyan in the emperor's harem now, and thinking of the storm that accompanied him in the school, Shu Hengxu's eyes flashed a hint of calculation.

"Father!" Shu Qing smiled faintly, with extraordinary confidence, "Who else can I have?"

"Hmph, conceited and conceited!" Hearing this, he snorted coldly.

"Father, if you don't sell the test questions,"

"Shut up!" Shu Hengxu was shocked, he picked up the inkstone and threw it at the person.

Shu lightly smiled and took the inkstone, and put it respectfully, with a half smile but not a smile, "Father, if you want people to know, you have to do nothing!"

"Rebel!"

Shu Qing continued to smile, not paying any attention to Shu Hengxu's scolding, and said leisurely, "I have my own way to ensure the prosperity and prosperity of the Shu family, but father, I want to borrow your hand, your people, to help me remove a thorn in my side."

Surprised and shocked, Shu Hengxu quickly restrained his expression, picked up the teacup, and asked lightly, "Who?"