What Kind of Bad Thoughts Can the Eunuch Have? Chapter 593

The latest website: Qin Yuan shook his head, "No rush! It's far away from Fire Island, and we won't receive any news from the Central Plains. So we have to do one more thing to ensure the safety of Black Island!"

Xiao Yao frowned and asked, "How to make sure?"

Qin Yuan said lightly, "Let the sword slave not dare to step out of the capital! If the sword slave doesn't come out, Mo Island cannot be broken!"

As the great son of the Mohists and the head of the Sacred Society, Qin Yuan has gradually gotten used to it, and no longer thinks about problems with himself as the center.

He knew that now he was burdened with tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even more people's lives.

In fact, recalling the illusion created by Gaozu before, if the little demon really becomes like that, and may be controlled by the demon king's soul in an instant, he feels... that he may really stab the demon king. sword?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help touching the little demon's fair neck.

It's so tender, so soft that I can touch it?

"Snapped!"

The little demon patted his hand away, and said with disgust on his face, "Why do you still have such thoughts in such a situation? Wait for Huo Dao to come back and rescue your Mrs. Zhong. If you have the ability, come here in front of her!"

Qin Yuan gave a "huh hum", pondered for a while, and said, "It's not that I can't think about it. The key point is that if she draws the sword, you have to help me pull it."

"Hehe, I'll lend her a sword!"

"Hey, it's okay, it's okay, the more I talk, the more sad it gets, let's go, let's get down to business first!"

Qin Yuan waved his sleeves a little distractedly, and the sword of intent flew out of the sleeves, and immediately carried them to a distance.

Beijing, Zhongfu, night.

A group of soldiers holding torches, divided into two rows, stood at the gate of Zhongfu.

There are two exquisite sedan chairs at the door, the sedan chairs are vermilion roofed, and anyone who has seen the world knows that these are the sedan chairs in the palace, and they belong to the Sword Temple.

The "red-topped sedan chair" of Jian Temple is usually only prepared for the royal relatives, and it must be at the level of a prince, and even lower levels are not eligible.

But no one wants to sit in this sedan chair.

Because, most of the people who took this sedan chair into the Sword Temple never came back.

The Zhong family broke the rules. Today they have this "honor" and can sit in this sedan chair.

Zhao Bao, the Swordmaster of the Sword Temple, led Zhong Zaicheng and Zhong Jinyuan respectfully with two swordsmen, and came out of the Zhongfu.

"Zhongzhou Mu, don't worry, Master Jian Nu probably just wants to ask you something, it's nothing serious." Zhao Bao said as he walked.

Zhong Zaicheng had no expression on his face, but when he reached the steps at the door, he stopped suddenly.

Looking back, I glanced at the courtyard.

He also looked at Zhong Chuhong, who was standing not far away, with tears in his eyes but determined not to cry.

At this moment, he smiled.

The smile is still so chic and hearty, just like countless times when he laughed and scolded her for being a silly bitch.

Waving his big sleeves, he said, "Go back, go to bed early, and wait for Yuan'er and I...and Yi'er to come back."

Zhong Jinyuan also said, "Mom, you can go back, it's windy outside, be careful...Of course you won't catch a cold, it's boring to stand around, let's go and go back."

With tears in her eyes, Zhong Chuhong nodded.

But when the father and son were about to go out, she shouted suddenly, "You... you must obey, listen to the emperor, listen to the sword slave, you know?"

Only by being obedient can there be a chance of survival!

"Whispering!"

As usual, Zhong Zaicheng showed an impatient look, then he pulled Zhong Jinyuan and strode towards the red-topped sedan chair.

The night wind is slightly cool, and the bright moon is in the sky.

Zhong Zaicheng took a deep breath and thought to himself, it's been a cool autumn.

"But I don't know, can I see Shang Yi'er?"

He murmured in his heart.

Tonight, if the two of them enter the Sword Temple, it may be more or less auspicious. Even if they survived, the Zhong family's 500-year-old foundation might disappear in the blink of an eye.

It's ridiculous that a few days ago, he was still a meritorious minister of Desheng Triumph.

But now...

It is true that the world is impermanent, but it is not uncommon for generals to be treated like him in the past. If it wasn't for the special nature of the Zhong family, with his temperament, his house might have been ransacked decades ago. If he can persist until now, he can be regarded as a virtuous ancestor who sheltered his unworthy descendant.

Of course Zhong Zaicheng is not reconciled, who would be reconciled to ruining a family business that has been ruined for five hundred years?

But he couldn't say he regretted it either.

He was the one who wanted to accept the "good son-in-law" at the beginning, and he tried his best to match up the daughter and the good son-in-law, and finally caused the daughter to "go astray". he.

If he did it all over again, he believed that he would still do it.

In front of the red-topped sedan chair, Zhong Jinyuan suddenly said to Zhong Zaicheng, "Father, don't say anything later, I will say it! You and mother, love each other... Looking back, there should be another child Son's!"

Obviously, Zhong Jinyuan intends to resist all the crimes, all by himself.

Zhong Zaicheng glanced at Zhong Jinyuan with relief, he is really a good boy who is loyal, filial and righteous!

But if dad let you take the blame, how can dad be called "compassionate and sensible"?

What face do you have to live in the world?

"Zhongzhou Mu, Mr. Zhong!"

At this time, a figure suddenly came running in the distance.

Zhong Zaicheng took a closer look and found that it was Fan Zhengqing, Secretary of Justice.

Thinking of the last time he and this old guy quarreled over the matter of someone's daughter being a big house, Zhong Zaicheng's nose suddenly turned sour.

Said, "Old Fan, you come to see my joke?"

Fan Zhengqing grabbed Zhong Zaicheng's hand, pulled it aside, and said, "Who wants to read your old jokes. Listen carefully, I have already checked for you. The emperor is not willing to destroy your Zhong family. I don't even want to! After your father and son go in, you only need to tell everything you know, and then play a scene with Jianmiao to pass the level! Remember, Qin Yuan is now a thief, a traitor Thieves! Don't be confused, don't be confused!"

Fan Zhengqing held onto Zhong Zaicheng's hand so hard that white marks appeared on the back of Zhong Zaicheng's hand.

This white seal is two old men who "smell like each other" and have had a friendship for decades.

Zhong Zaicheng understood what Fan Zhengqing meant, and smiled wryly, "Your Majesty, do you want to use us as bait?"

"What is bait?" Fan Zhengqing said, "You are catching thieves for the country! If Qin Yuan is not eliminated, the world will be uneasy! Do you want to watch the flames of war burn all over the world?"

Zhong Zaicheng smiled faintly, "I see."

In the old eyes, there are vicissitudes, but also with a loss that has never been seen in half a lifetime.

He is not afraid of the flames of war burning all over the world, because there is always someone who can take care of it.

What he was afraid of was, what if the son-in-law's strategy of eliminating the demon king was right, but the emperor's was wrong?

The son-in-law is a great talent who is only one out of a billion, comparable to the great ancestor... He still insists on this point.

"Zhongzhou Mu, it's getting late, don't make it difficult for us." The sword-wielding envoy came up and said.

At this moment, I saw a sudden gust of cold wind blowing around.

They were all masters present, so they naturally knew that there was a strong person present, so they couldn't help but show serious expressions on their faces.

A moment later, I saw a young man in brocade clothes with a long sword falling to the ground lightly.

Zhong Jinyuan was shocked all of a sudden, and stared, "My dear brother, how did you survive?!"

Qin Yuan stood at the gate of Zhongfu, quietly glanced at the huge golden door plaque.

He remembered that one day it was the same moonlight, and it was also the same time. He ran to this door desperately, and then shouted inside, "Uncle Zhong, Aunt Zhong, Brother Yuan, someone wants to kill me!"

I remember that not long after, a murderous couple came out of it.

What's funny is that Aunt Zhong is still holding a hanger in her hand.

Everything suddenly seems like yesterday, but it seems that a long, long time has passed...

"Woooooooooooo!"

Zhao Bao and a group of swordsmen drew their swords one after another, surrounded by enemies

Lived in Qin Yuan.

"Qin Yuan, you still dare to come to the capital?" Zhao Bao shouted.

But nothing more than courage.

Looking around the world, apart from Jian Nu, who else can stop Qin Yuan from going?

In the land of the capital, he can come and go whenever he wants, how can they be held back by mere swordsmen and sword-wielding envoys?

Qin Yuan glanced at Zhao Bao lightly, but Zhao Bao subconsciously took a step back.

Qin Yuan didn't bother to talk to him, and went straight to Zhong Zaicheng.

Then, he knelt down on both knees suddenly and kowtowed to salute.

"Unworthy son-in-law Qin Yuan, pay homage to father-in-law!"

When Zhong Zaicheng heard this, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his body trembled slightly. He had mixed feelings for a moment, and all of them rushed to his heart.

But it made Fan Zhengqing sigh anxiously.

It's been a while, and you still openly call him father-in-law, isn't that causing trouble for him?

Ignorant child!

But at this moment, Qin Yuan got up again, knelt down again, and faced him.

Fan Zhengqing's old eyes suddenly widened.

I shouted in my heart, don't come here...don't shout, don't shout.

However, Qin Yuan yelled at him in a straight voice, "Unworthy son-in-law Qin Yuan, pay homage to father-in-law!"

Well, Fan Zhengqing is also Su Ruoyi's adoptive father and master. His palms and backs are full of flesh. Calling him father-in-law is not too much.

Fan Zhengqing didn't react, but Zhong Zaicheng did.

Immediately he laughed, and stepped forward to help Qin Yuan up.

"Okay, okay, my good son-in-law!"

After saying "OK" three times, he took Qin Yuan's hand, smiled and introduced to Zhao Bao and a group of Sword Temple swordsmen, "This son's surname is Qin Mingyuan, who is from Ding County, and my daughter Zhong Jinyuan is engaged Husband, that is, the future son-in-law of my Zhong family. From now on, the mountains will be high and the rivers will be long, and the rivers and lakes will be temples. I hope you will love me a lot, and Zhong will thank you!"

According to the rules, these words were said by the father-in-law Zhong Zaicheng and all the guests at the engagement banquet, presumably it should be a scene of joy.

However, it is endlessly sad to say it at this moment.

Zhao Bao and the others were all taken aback, not knowing how to respond.

But after a short breath, Zhao Bao took the lead to withdraw his sword, bowed his hands towards Zhong Zaicheng, and said back according to the etiquette of guests: "Congratulations Zhongzhou Mu, I am happy to have a son-in-law!"

When the others saw it, they put away their swords one after another, cupped their hands and said, "Congratulations Zhongzhou Mu, congratulations Zhongzhou Mu."

In this way, under the witness of a group of Jian Temple disciples who came to take him, Qin Yuan can be regarded as the official son-in-law of the Zhong family.

Seeing this, Fan Zhengqing was heartbroken, but he also gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and took Qin Yuan's hand.

Loudly said, "This son's surname is Qin Mingyuan. He is from Ding County. He is the betrothed husband of my beloved apprentice and adopted daughter Su Ruoyi, and he is also my future son-in-law of Fan Zhengqing! Thank you, Fan, for taking care of me!"

Zhao Bao and the others were all taken aback, how could Fan Sizheng also go into this muddy water? Confused!

Indeed, in this way, Fan Zhengqing is likely to be suspected by the emperor, and the end is likely to be bad, at least the position of Sizheng, Department of Justice, is afraid that he will not be able to sit on it.

However, Fan Zhengqing's generation of outstanding people, how can they understand what they think?

Since they had nothing to say, they had no choice but to bow their hands respectfully, "Congratulations to Fan Sizheng, congratulations to Fan Sizheng!"

At this moment, Zhong Zaicheng looked at Fan Zhengqing in a daze, and Fan Zhengqing also looked back at him.

The two pairs of old eyes stared at each other, and both saw their own shadows in the other's pupils.

Then, they all laughed.

The laughter was pure, straight into the sky, and lasted for a long time.

Zhong Jinyuan ran over excitedly, held Qin Yuan's hand, and said with a smile, "Brother, oh no, my good brother-in-law, it's great to see you again! It's a pity that there are some things today, so I can't drink with you! But you Remember, when you drink in the future, if there is a breeze, then I will accompany you!"

Qin Yuan knew Zhong Jinyuan's intentions, he would not rebel against the imperial court, but he

He will not betray himself, he is probably ready to die.

Even after countless lives and deaths, at this moment, he still couldn't help but feel a slight soreness in the bridge of his nose, and what appeared in front of his eyes was the scene of meeting his eldest brother Zhong Jinyuan for the first time.

"Brother Yuan, I can take you away!" he said.

"No! If you leave, I won't be your big brother Yuan!" Zhong Jinyuan said very simply, even with a smile on his face.

Qin Yuan knew that he had made up his mind, and also knew that Zhong Zaicheng had also made up his mind.

In fact, he knew this when he came.

And he recognizes the two father-in-laws at this moment, so it is because of this.

So, he turned around, cupped his hands to Zhao Baogong, and said, "Sword Holder, please bring a message to the emperor and the sword slaves. The so-called disaster is not as serious as the wife, children and family. If any one of the Zhong family and Fan Sizheng makes mistakes, I will stand up." The army rushed into the capital, and they will never stop dying! If they are safe, I will enter the imperial city alone with a sword in a few days, and take them home!"

Zhao Baozhi Qin Yuan's words are not false, he holds the Sacred Society and the Mohists' Guild in his hands, and he is very handsome. Huh, there can be millions of voters, and of course they have the ability to sweep the world, but they are many times more terrifying than the Longxi Rebellion!

He also thought that he was lucky that he didn't take these people away on the spot today, otherwise they would either die on the spot or go back to the Sword Temple to lead them to death.

So he also cupped his hands and said, "Okay, I will definitely bring this word with me."

In this way, the purpose of Qin Yuan's trip was achieved.

Now Fan Sizheng and Zhong Zaicheng, the two national pillars, have been bound, UU reading www. uukanshu.com The emperor didn't dare to kill indiscriminately. After all, when the world was in turmoil, if he killed two people with great merit, what would the people of the world think, and what would the guards everywhere think?

Coupled with his words, the emperor must have been more cautious about killing these two people—in other words, even if the emperor wanted to kill them, the sword slave would not be able to sit idly by.

This is one of them. At the same time, he also told the emperor and Jian Nu that he was haunting near the capital and would come again soon. Presumably Jian Nu would not easily go out to attack Mo Island.

Now that the matter was settled, Qin Yuan saluted Zhong Zaicheng, Zhong Jinyuan and Fan Zhengqing to say goodbye.

"Several, wait for me to come back."

"What are you doing back here!" Zhong Zaicheng yelled.

"You don't need to come back, if I meet you again, I will be my opponent!" Fan Zhengqing said coldly.

"My dear brother, don't do stupid things..." Zhong Jinyuan shouted urgently.

But seeing a gust of wind blowing by, the figure had quietly disappeared into the night sky, never to be seen again.

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