Villain Organization Fishing Rules [Quick Transmigration]

Fengtian Chengyun Emperor's edict said:

Sa's family is gentle and graceful, graceful and graceful, dignified and ruthless, Ke Lingkerou, Anzhen Yeji, Yonghe pure and pure, very comforting to my heart, canonized as a noble monarch after writing it, and given it to live in Mingguang Palace. [1]

This!

Along with the canonized imperial decree, there are also rewards like flowing water: 24 top-grade Nanjun brocades of various colors, six pairs of glazed green Ruyi, six South Sea pearls, six ink-painted ivory-handled round fans, six antique calligraphy and paintings, six red sandalwood ornaments, Two gold-plated cranes hold Boshan furnace, 500 taels of gold.

When I got these things, I didn't have any expression, and there was only one thing in my heart:

Unfilial daughters are really prodigal.

After I moved into the Mingguang Palace, it was impossible for me to have only Ting Ge as a servant. According to the usual practice, the House of Internal Affairs has one long history, one male official, two senior officials, four personal servants, and eight ordinary servants. There are 16 internal and external handymen.

Looking at the 32 strange men and women kneeling neatly in the palace, I only felt a headache.

Too lazy to give any "job testimonials", I waved to Tingge and let them do their own thing.

"Young master... oh no, master, don't you want to beat them?" Ting Ge asked doubtfully when he accompanied me into the inner room, "Although they all jumped up from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, who knew that there were... eyeliner."

He was ambiguous at key points, and his eyes clearly said "Gongdou Conspiracy".

I have even more headaches, my brain circuits are different, how can I get along with each other in the future?

Not to mention how many people are jealous of this decree and these rewards, the most troublesome thing in front of me now is the bedtime that night.

Yes, the long-planned 25th can be counted as waiting until this day, and the bedside attendant that night canonization is justified, and no one can say what's wrong.

Unless something major happened suddenly in Langchao.

But 25 has been very lucky since he took the throne, as if he was blessed by heaven, and even droughts are rare.

No matter how unwilling I am, after all, after dinner, a happy-faced empress greeted me. If she had a tail, she would be shaking so badly that she couldn't even see her shadow clearly.

"Ai Lang has been waiting for a long time?" She held my hand without even saluting, her eyes were slightly shining in the candlelight.

I stared at her seriously for a moment, and really couldn't figure out what she liked about "The Immortal in the Painting"?

Like his stunning face?Or purely relying on imagination to imagine a perfect person?

The empress' joy is real, but the stronger this "love", the more confused I am: why would someone fall in love with a painting?

It is true that in our time, many people also liked to call the paper man "husband" and "wife", but the other party somehow had a plot.And most people are very clear-headed, and will not ignore their real partner because of the paper man.

I lived in the palace for half a month, and I saw almost all of the twenty princes and attendants. The plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, each with their own age, are all rare beauties.Even the most ordinary Cainan can be a model star in modern times.

The empress ignores the young couple, and the emperor who is truly overwhelmed by the country does not love her. She is obsessed with glimpses in childhood dreams. Could it be that the empress has some serious illness?

"What is Ailang looking at? Are you looking at me?" 25 smiled and approached in a low voice, "Ailang wants to see so much, how about..."

As a knowledgeable theoretician, facing the female empress' teasing, I kept my expression unchanged and looked at her indifferently.

The empress's smile faltered, but she quickly adjusted: since she doesn't want to listen to sweet talk, let's go straight to the topic.

She dragged me to the inner room, and the palace servants had already retreated, only the gilded crane and the Boshan furnace were left emitting incense.

The candlelight was dimly flickering, looking at the beauty under the light, the more I looked at the beauty, the more my heart fluttered, although the beauty's expression was a little colder.

The empress pressed her finger on my collar, and was about to gently pull it away, but saw that the corners of my mouth finally curled up.

The always cold beauty suddenly smiled softly. This kind of close-range impact is not something ordinary people can bear, not to mention that the empress is always flirtatious.

25 was stunned, as if dumbfounded, just about to laugh along with me, when I swung the censer to the ground.

I shook the copper incense burner in my hand and said with a kind smile: "Your Majesty, don't be afraid, I have rich experience in beating people, and I won't beat you to death or maim you."

25: ...

Hehe, the brat doesn't get on the house for a day!Everyday Tune. The actor is very happy, right?

Before the Empress could yell out, I snapped my fingers lightly, and a small buzz sounded in the inner room, and then got into 25's mouth. The next moment, she covered her throat, opened her eyes slightly, and looked at her in horror. I.

"Sound-capturing Gu, shhh, be quiet."

I ignored her shock, picked up a scroll from the couch beside me, shook it out in front of 25, and hung it on the wall, next to the bust of Hades.

25 looked at the lifelike cat-eyed girl on the picture scroll, with a complex face.

It is impossible for her not to know her ancestors——

Lang Taizong, Emperor Zhaoye, Sa Zhenzhen.

There is an ancient painting of Taizong in the Taimiao Temple, but it has been too long, no matter how carefully it is preserved, it is still old and cracked, the strokes are blurred, and it can only be recognized roughly.What's more, the painting was painted when Taizong was 45 years old, wearing a nine-fold crown, wearing a phoenix dancing imperial robe, with a solemn and majestic face.

But the painting in front of me is new, part of the paint has not yet fully dried, the girl in the painting is seventeen or eighteen years old, the cat eyes are agile, the corner of the mouth is smiling, carrying a bamboo basket, wearing a peach branch skirt, waving to people not far away, eyes full looking forward to being happy.

The girl's expression was vivid, as if she could walk out of the painting in the next moment.

"I've endured you for a long time." I put down the censer, although I had sense in my hands, but metal objects are still too easy to cripple.

I picked out a cane and showed a satisfied smile.

"It stands to reason that after hundreds of years, even if you are Zhen Zhen's heir, I have no right to control you."

“但谁让画中仙是我，你强娶的替身还是我，我觉得自己还是有立场揍你的。”

"I advise you not to talk about imperial power with me," I grinned, "Guess who killed the royal families of Beisheng, Dongqi, and Nanchu?"

"Is the emperor right? Robbing civilian men, right? Your ancestor grew up hiding among ghosts in order to overthrow those powerful people. She practiced martial arts and studied hard every day, and she didn't even dare to stop the fever, so she rescued tens of thousands of civilians and stopped the ghost king." To destroy the world, she is willing to risk her life for the people!"

I pointed at the portrait, with cold eyes, and said: "Look at your ancestor! She devoted herself to the people, just to let you spoil the sons of the people now!"

The cane was pumped on the back with the most flesh, and it only took a third of the effort. The pain was pain, but it didn't hurt the muscles and bones.

"The royal family of the Three Kingdoms did a lot of evil, believed in evil religions, oppressed the good, and killed the Buddha who came down to save the world, resulting in the common karma of all beings. The ghost king of Jiuyou followed the way of heaven to destroy the world. , ghosts and monsters run rampant, and human life is as cheap as worthless."

I pointed to the Jiuyou Ghost King again: "If you lived hundreds of years ago, you would be thrown into a pot and cooked for food at birth. If there were no sages and ancestors who would risk their lives and sprinkle their blood, you would stand on the head of the people." Today is the day when God is domineering!"

"The Bodhisattva of the Six Paths was born stupid. He was originally a part of the Buddha. As a fierce ghost, he swore to the death that he would not eat people. He couldn't read all the words, and he would burn his hands again and again when cooking, but he knew how to be compassionate to the suffering of the world. In the end, it was the end. The catastrophe of the heavens, willing to become the six realms, and never come out of the underworld."

"You are the No.20 Empress of the Five Dynasties of the Lang Dynasty, the mother of all peoples, the heir of a sage, and the hope of all officials. Is that what you do?"

"You are worthy of Zhenzhen, the ghost king and Zhuohua, Yong Nan, Shaoyi, Ye Chenchen, Mi Mei, Lu Siniang... are you worthy of the millions of sentient beings who died tragically back then? Are you worthy of the hundreds of thousands of subjects now?"

I smoked five or six more times, then stopped, pointed at the portraits and Buddha statues, and said calmly, "Kneel down and reflect."

25 looked at me sadly.

I hooked the corner of my mouth: "There's so much movement inside, why don't you guess the guards didn't come in? Let me tell you first, I know how to use Gu, but I'm not that capable of creating a barrier."

25 The cat's eyes widened slightly, looking at the smiling girl in the painting.

"Here, what your ancestors meant."

I put down the cane, clapped my hands, and walked out of the inner room calmly.

Ting Ge and Yuan Xi immediately stepped forward and asked softly, "Master, do you need water?"

I glanced at them and nodded, the palace servants quietly led the people out, and I waved my hand again to let the little palace servants who were waiting in the palace leave.

Immediately, I was the only one left in the huge Mingguang Palace.

I stared at the flickering candlelight, and asked softly, "You have already come, why don't you come to see me?"

The voice spread out in the palace, and sighed with an ending tone: "Zhen Zhen——"

The candlelight flickered, and suddenly exploded like fireworks, sparks half a meter high, condensing into a familiar figure of a young girl.

"A-Ning." She called me as she did hundreds of years ago, her brows and eyes were full of love, "A-Ning, I miss you so much."

I also smiled, and said softly, "Miss me? Since you miss me, why haven't you come to see me for more than ten years?"

I subconsciously touched the little girl's head, and the next moment I realized that what I saw was just a cluster of candles. The cat-eyed girl I watched growing up had died hundreds of years ago, and her bones were buried in the tall and majestic royal mausoleum in the suburbs. .

Time has been moving forward, only I stay where I am.

We were all stunned for a moment, seeing that I kept my eyes shut and said nothing, the little girl called again uneasy: "A-Ning, no, I didn't mean it... I just don't know how to see you."

"I'm sorry."

I instantly thought of the "immortal in the painting", couldn't help laughing, covered my face and said, "That kid has a problem with his own brain, so I can't blame you for this."

"It's not about this."

"Huh?" I saw the little girl's serious expression, and couldn't help but get serious. What else could she do to be sorry?

There won't be unjust suitors like 25, there are still seventeen or eight, right? !

Zhenzhen closed her eyes and said, "A-Ning, I'm sorry for you. I promised you and everyone that after all the nobles die, after driving away the ghost king and ghosts, I will build a world where everyone is like a dragon without oppression. .”

"In the new world, there will be no more slaves like General Yong Nan, no more involuntary prostitutes like Lu Siniang and Ye Chenchen, no more tragedies like Mi Mei and General Shaoyi, no more With victims like my mother, the rich will not oppress the poor, and men will no longer oppress women."

"However, I failed, and I'm sorry for you."

"I established the Lang Dynasty, but hundreds of years have passed, and the Lang Dynasty has gradually become what we hate the most."

Zhen Zhen's face showed obvious anger, disgust and pain.

In the Mingguang Palace, there was only a long silence.

Until I stepped forward, not afraid of the danger of being burned by the fire, I touched the little girl's head.

"It's been too long, have you forgotten what I taught you?" I asked softly

The root of social change is productivity. Only with advanced productivity can there be advanced production relations and an advanced social structure.

When I left, the population of this world was almost wiped out by the ghost king, and there were no high-tech trees, and the metaphysics skills were recovered, so it is not surprising that we will go back to the primitive society directly.

Forcibly entering the republic society under such circumstances, this is no longer running forward, this is driving forward in a spaceship at the speed of light.

But if Sa Zhenzhen dares to do this, there will be no Lang Chao, and there will be no her, and the remaining human beings can completely bring disaster to themselves in the endless struggle.

The feudal monarchy was the best and only choice at the time. The little girl did the right thing, but she was covered with guilt even after she died, and she didn't even dare to come to see me.

"Zhenzhen, is it because of this that you have been refusing to reincarnate?"

I kissed the forehead of the scorching flame: "You have done nothing wrong, and you have not wronged anyone, silly girl."

"On the contrary, you are my pride."