I'm a bully in troubled times

Zhao Di's eyebrows moved slightly: "Jun Suiyang means..."

Jiang Yu smiled slightly, glanced at Ji Lu and his children and grandchildren, paused quietly on Ji Er, lowered his eyes and said: "Those who achieve great things don't care about trivial matters. Mr. Zhao does not want to bear the reputation of killing kings, and Jiang also I don't want to bear this false charge. Since Mr. Ji is so loyal and courageous, he is a loyal minister, so he must prove it with blood."

"I wonder if Mr. Ji has the guts?"

"You want to kill me?" Ji Lu is not stupid, he immediately heard Jiang Yu's implication, but he was not afraid, and sneered again and again, "It is my duty as a historian to write straight and straight, and die not regret!"

"Zhao Di, Jiang Yu, I'm an old bone. I'm already dying. I'm already a dying person. If you want to kill or cut into pieces, it's up to you! As long as I'm alive, it's impossible to hide the truth!"

Jiang Yu looked at Zhao Di.

Ji Lu was still scolding: "Although I, Ji Lu, are dead, the world's historians, there will eventually be someone who knows the truth and will tell the world! You two are waiting to be reviled by others, and your infamy will last forever!"

Zhao Di was stabbed in the spine by him, and his face was dark. He turned his head and gave a wink to a shirtless and bearded subordinate.

"Old Ji, offended."

Ji Lu straightened his back, stretched his neck, and there was no fear in his eyes.

So the bearded man raised the knife and dropped it, blood spattered three feet.

"Father!"

"Grandpa! Grandpa!" Ji Da was only in his twenties and was young. Seeing this, he rushed over crying and knelt on the ground.Ji Taishi's face was tense, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, obviously he was very angry.

"Ji Taishi," Ji Lu was dead, Jiang Yu turned his gaze to Ji Taishi, "I don't know how you think about this matter? Do you believe in the innocence of Mr. Zhao and me?"

Ji Taishi is over forty years old, with a square face, and his face is just like his face, square and square.Hearing this, he bent his knees and knelt down.

But he didn't kneel to Zhao Di and Jiang Yu.

Ji Taishi raised his hands, raised his head and said: "The Empress Dowager is on the top, and the Son of Heaven is on top. Ji has always remembered the family motto since he was a child and risked his death to write four words. Today, even if he dies, he will not regret it."

After Ji Taishi finished speaking, he put his hands on his forehead, bent down, and touched the ground.

Then I couldn't get up again.

Under Zhao Di's instruction, the bearded man slashed Ji Taishi's neck.

The big knife directly chopped off Ji Taishi's head, and the wheel rolled on the ground, blood dripping all over the place.

Jiang Yu frowned slightly and avoided looking.

"Father!" Brothers Ji Da and Ji Er yelled at the same time, kneeling in front of their father's corpse, weeping deeply.

"Uncle Ji, what about you?" Having already killed two people, Zhao Di was aroused with anger and murderous intent by the stubbornness of this family.

"Zhao thief!" Ji Da heard Zhao Di calling him, and raised his head with red eyes, "You killed my relatives, and why do you ask me?"

Zhao Di pointed to the two corpses on the ground and asked, "Are you afraid of death?"

"As a historian, but you want to flatter me and have a happy life? It's better to die!"

Zhao Di shook his head, smiled and said, "Young man, life is very precious. You only have one life. If you die, you will have nothing. Judging by your age, you must be married and have children." Bar?"

"You died happily because of a moment of anger. But have you ever thought about how your wife and children will live after you die?"

These words seemed to speak to Ji Da's thoughts, and suddenly there was some hesitation on his originally heroic and fearless face.

At this time, Ji Er anxiously urged: "Brother, think about your child who is not yet full moon!"

Ji Da's second son was born last month, not yet full moon.

When Ji Da heard the words, he glared at Ji Er angrily, slapped him on the face, and cursed: "The duty is on the top, the country is dead, why come home?"

This slap was so solid that Ji Er's face was swollen from the slap.Ji Er also had red eyes, tears all over his face, and said, "Sister-in-law is still in confinement, brother!"

"How did the Ji family give birth to such a thing as you!" At this moment, a woman's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

Everyone heard the sound and looked towards the door, only to see a woman in her early twenties walking towards them in full dress.Although she is a woman, she has no fear when facing Zhao Di and Jiang Yu.

"Ma'am, what are you doing here?" Ji Da panicked.

"I'm also from the Ji family, why can't I come?" the woman said.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law..." Ji Er was blushed by his sister-in-law's scolding, and retorted without confidence, "I, I also think about my brother and you, how can sister-in-law hurt others?"

The woman was dignified and elegant, with the demeanor of a lady, she walked into the room unhurriedly, glanced at Ji Er, and then at Ji Da tenderly.Immediately, he looked at the blood lying on the ground, as well as the corpses of Ji Lao and Ji Taishi.

The woman's eyes turned red, she knelt down towards them, and kowtowed to them three times with "bang bang bang".When she raised her head again, there were bloodstains on the woman's smooth forehead.

"Jun Suiyang." At this moment, the woman spoke.

Jiang Yu looked at her.

With grief and disappointment on her face, the woman stared at Jiang Yu and said, "I thought that Lord Suiyang was just like the rumors, a pure and unconventional gentleman, but when I saw him today, he was nothing more than that, unlike those who play tricks , those who are greedy for profit, there is no difference."

Jiang Yu said indifferently: "In the mundane world, how can I be exempt from the mundane? Mrs. Ji thinks too highly of Jiang."

"Oh," the woman sneered, "Just think I've misread the person! Since Mr. Zhao and Lord Suiyang are going to destroy my Ji family today, I have nothing to say. But if you want us to hide the facts, It was a mistake!"

"I want to see how much backbone you have!" Zhao Di still didn't believe this evil, there really is someone who is not afraid of death, and waved at the bearded man.

"Ma'am." Ji Da called out again, reaching out his hand to the woman.

The woman turned her head, with tears in her eyes, and held his hand.

The young couple thus made a pair of desperate mandarin ducks, holding hands tightly until they died, and fell to the ground together.

After the couple died, Zhao Di finally turned his attention to Ji Er.

Without Zhao Di's words, Ji Er's face was pale with fright, and he said tremblingly, "I, I will follow Mr. Zhao's orders! I trust Mr. Zhao and Mr. Suiyang!"

Zhao Di finally smiled with satisfaction: "You still know how to write, don't you?"

"I know, I know!" Ji Er nodded in panic.

"In that case, get up." Zhao Di said, "Since you and I are colleagues, it's against the rules to show such a big courtesy."

Ji Er stood up with trembling legs, but because his legs were weak, he failed several times. Finally, he managed to get up with his legs, but bent over, not daring to look directly at Zhao Di.

Now that the matter was over, Zhao Di stood up and said to the crowd: "The Ji clan is full of loyalty and loyalty. They died fighting for the protection of the master and the murderers. They should be sealed and rewarded."

After Zhao Di finished speaking, he smiled, looked at Ji Er, and said, "For now, I will record your reward for you, and it will come down in a few days."

Seal, seal reward...?Now that the monarch is gone, who will reward him?

Hearing Zhao Di's convincing tone, Ji Er felt as if he had glimpsed something, and was terrified in his heart. With a compensatory smile, he bent down and said, "Don't dare, Mr. Zhao, go slowly."

Jiang Yu watched all this from the sidelines, remaining indifferent.After Zhao Di got up, Jiang Yu also got up, avoiding the blood all over the ground, and walked out of Ji Mansion with Zhao Di.

Zhao Di seemed to be in a good mood, with a smile on his face. After going out, he looked back at the word Jifu on the plaque on the gate of the mansion, and shook his head: "This youngest son of the Ji family is the only one who knows how to be flexible. The rest are stubborn people."

It was already afternoon when Qi Ranming woke up, and Jiang Yu stayed in Ji's mansion for another half a day. It was already late at this time, and Zhao Di couldn't see Jiang Yu's expression clearly, but he just vaguely felt that he didn't seem very happy.

Although Jiang Yu had come out of Ji's Mansion, he still felt the smell of blood lingering in his nostrils and couldn't get rid of it.

So he cupped his hands to Zhao Di, and said: "It's getting late, and Jiang is a little tired, so I won't accompany you any longer. Mr. Zhao, please go back to the house to rest. Jiang will leave."

Zhao Di replied: "Jun Suiyang go slowly."

Seeing Jiang Yu getting into the carriage, Zhao Di watched Jiang Yu getting further and further away, and shook his head with a smile on his lips: "This Suiyang Lord has courage and brains, but he is not cruel enough."

"However, even so, the future is limitless."

On the way back to the post house, Jiang Yu had been leaning against the carriage and dozed off, replaying in his mind the scene of Ji's family going forward and being beheaded one after another.Jiang Yu didn't think he was wrong. From a rational point of view, this was still the best choice.

But after so many years in this world, Jiang Yu occasionally feels lost.

When he first came to this world, Jiang Yu was completely at a loss, affected by the original owner's body and emotions, and it took him several years to adjust.In those few years, he was recuperating endlessly, which is what the outside world calls keeping a low profile.

In those few years, Jiang Yu has been thinking about what the meaning of his coming to this world is. He, who had died of illness due to overwork, has regained his life.What should he do, and what can he do, in this completely unfamiliar world, completely different from the world he lived in before?

Is it to be an ordinary dude, eat wine and enjoy flowers, and live a relaxed and unexamined life?Or give full play to all that the original owner has, and seek some fame, fortune and power?Even, like the heroic dream that all teenagers have had, to save the world from dire straits, and return this troubled world to a peaceful and prosperous one?

For the former workaholic Jiang Yu, the first one is obviously not suitable for him.The third is too difficult, he has passed the age of being a hero and dreaming of suffering from the second disease.So there is only the second way left, although he is not a person who longs for fame and wealth.

But it's not difficult, and it took him a few years to become famous all over the world.

And what about the rest?

In this world, he has no relatives, and the relationship between the Xun family and him is not very close.Not to mention having few friends, especially after discovering that Ji Chunshen was more cowardly than he imagined.

"My lord." The carriage stopped at some point, and Gongsun Ke's voice sounded outside the curtain, "Here we are."

Jiang Yu slowly opened his eyes, and was helped out of the carriage by Gongsun Ke.

"My lord seems a little tired." Gongsun Ke said in a low voice.

"Well," Jiang Yu said, "maybe it's because I didn't sleep much last night."

Before entering the gate of the post house, Jiang Yu suddenly paused, turned to Gongsun Ke and said, "Don't let him know what happened today."

Although Jiang Yu didn't say who he was, Gongsun Ke understood who Jiang Yu was referring to, bowed his head slightly, and replied, "This subordinate understands."