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Chapter 1195 Dont be afraid of the pillars

It was just dawn.

Qin Liuxi and Feng Xiu stood in the air, looking at the scholars sitting cross-legged in front of the palace gate, and the people behind him, shouting in a turbulent manner that the demonic way was to ruin the country, kill the demonic way, to clear the king's side, and return the country to Qingming.

"Is this stupid reading? It's a cold weather here to demonstrate?" Feng Xiu smiled angrily and said, "With the strength and spirit, go to the altar to save disasters and help others. Just farting with your mouth can make the world peaceful? Look, these stinky scholars can really be read. "

Qin Liuxi said: "Whenever there are natural disasters and man-made disasters, there is a target like the national teacher. With the guidance of someone who is interested, he will press all his sins on his head to calm his heart."

It is not new for scholars to sit in front of the palace gate to demonstrate. In history, which favorite concubine in history has harmed the country and the people. A demonic concubine will harm the country and then protest. If there is a national teacher, once the expectations of prosperity are not met, it will be a demonic way that harms the country.

"It seems that the national teacher cannot do it, and the risk is extremely great!" Qin Liuxi said with a tweet: "Fortunately, I told the old emperor that the fate was over and I ran away in advance. I really have a vision."

Feng Xiu: "..."

I really want to know how Chi Yuan taught you in those years.

He looked at the scholar below, his eyes burned, and said, "Can you do it?"

"No, someone is coming in the palace."

Feng Xiu looked over and found that someone was coming, and he was still an acquaintance. Qian Chuanzi Cui Shixue of the Ministry of Revenue.

Cui Shixue also brought the Saint Order, but the National Master Dao was seriously injured when he saved the saint during the earthquake and had already passed away.

Qin Liuxi: “…”

Feng Xiu laughed: "Oh, you have been killed!"

It was interesting, and finally I found a fun that could make him laugh during this period of depression.

Qin Liuxi stared at him coldly, do you want to die?

The people below were quiet for a moment, and some people said that the national teacher was invincible. Who knew whether it was true or false? Perhaps they deliberately said it was false to appease them.

"You dare to say falsehood of the sage? You only have conspiracy theories in your heart?" Cui Shixue said sternly: "In the face of the national crisis, you, as students, cannot share the worries of the country, but instead take the lead in demonstrating and causing trouble here. Who taught you? With this free time, it is better to go to the altar to help lift two bricks, clean up the mud, and lift the dead body. This is a great merit, rather than sitting here, howling in your mouth and making Dafeng feel better."

The scholars' faces heated up. They did not do those things, they were the hands of holding pens.

Feng Xiu raised his eyebrows and said, "This guy with the surname Cui is good, he is so tough and sarcastic."

"I came from a big family and I don't know how many resources I spent to cultivate it. Without two brushes, I wouldn't have been able to sit in this position at this age." Qin Liu praised in Western language.

Some people argued that they are the future pillars of the country. They are not causing trouble, but asking the saints to understand right and wrong and clear the king's side.

"Oh, this future pillar of the country, dare you ask how old you are? What kind of fame is it now? Judging from the student uniforms you wear, the juren has not passed the exam yet, right? You dare to call yourself a pillar? Come on, come over, I will take you to meet the saint, go to the saint, and ask him to tell the right and wrong in front of him. Oh no, why are you resigning? Don't be afraid of the pillar, follow me to meet the saint!"

Cui Shixue looked at the guy backing back in shame, and then looked at everyone: "So too, you have to think about what is wrong with you now and memorize it well, otherwise I will be afraid that you will be stuttering in front of the saints and can't even explain your surname."

A silence.

Feng Xiu laughed out loud, poisonous, so poisonous!

Qin Liuxi also had a smile in his eyes.

"Is anyone else who wants to ask the saint to explain right and wrong? You can come to me to remember my name. Now that the terrestrial movement in Shengjing is happening, many people are homeless. In the face of national crisis, it is time for you pillars of the country to contribute their efforts. No, if you can't do your best, you can pay the money. Ten thousand taels of silver, not 23,000, each person only needs to pay 10,000 taels of taels. I can take you to meet the saint and give you the opportunity to show your talents in front of the saint! If you miss this, you will be gone. Come quickly."

Cui Shixue even gave a wink at the little official beside him. The guy immediately took the notebook and pen, walked to the stool that he had moved out at some point, and sat down, and said loudly: "This is only one chance, please come quickly if you want to register."

The whole audience was so quiet that the needle fell to the ground that it could be heard.

The students' eyes of Cui Shixue were as terrifying as they looked at ghosts, which was terrifying, and extremely terrifying.

Who taught him this fresh and refined way to make money?

"It's amazing!" Feng Xiu rolled over with a smile, patted his thigh and said, "He deserves the title of Qian Chuanzi of the Ministry of Revenue. He has learned the essence of money. This is a monk who passes by, he will pull off a hair root!"

Qin Liu said west: "It seems that the Ministry of Revenue is really poor."

Curry is absolutely empty because he forced Chui Shixue to avoid any opportunity to make money.

Seeing that no one came forward, Cui Shixue couldn't help but sneer: "What's the matter? No one came to register? Do you have no courage or no money? If you can't pay money, you can't pay money, and you can't pay power. You dare to call him a pillar of the country? You will only sit here and pretend to be loyal to the country. Bah, I tell you, there are only three ways to express your loyalty."

He stepped forward and put his hands behind his back: "First, work hard, wherever there is a disaster, you can go wherever you go, and help with disaster relief. Second, go to the battlefield to fight, even if you can't fight, you can take care of the wounded and do logistics. Third, pay for money and a lot of money, our Ministry of Revenue will take as much as possible. If you can't choose three routes, then go wherever you go, don't fart when gathering here. We are all busy in the court and we don't have time to deal with you."

Cui Shixue said: "Whoever is dissatisfied with my official's words? Let's take a name to vent to me."

This person has been recorded, I keep your future dark!

"By the way, this land has just been encircled by the Ministry of Revenue to handle the work, which means that the land under your butt is the territory of the Ministry of Revenue. You can pay money now. Each person can sit in a quiet day and reflect on the Zen meditation." Cui Shixue said lightly: "Now I'll give you half a quarter of an hour, either get out or pay money!"

Quiet, as quiet as a chicken.

Hahaha.

Suddenly, a crow flew over the heads of the crowd, making a rattle.

Qin Liu Xixiao looked for Feng Xiu, looking for trouble for nothing.

Feng Xiu smiled and said, "I'll add some show to him."

One of the middle-aged students stood up, looked loyal and straight, and whispered loudly: "There is no need to drive away the adults, the students will go to the altar to rescue the disaster."

Damn, the Ministry of Revenue Cui Qianzi is a perfect hooligan. When will he stay if he doesn’t leave? Will he pay the money? If he has ten taels of silver, why would he buy a thick coat to spend the winter?

"Brother Lin, wait for me."

Someone chased after him.

When one person left, many people followed, and the front of the palace gate soon became empty.

Cui Shixue sighed in disappointment: "It's a pity that you can't even get ten taels of silver!"

Qin Liuxi took out a small bag of gold from Qiankun bag and threw it at Cui Shixue. He watched a fun game and wanted to give some silver rewards.
Chapter completed!
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