Zheng Qiao didn't care about the rebellion between the two kings.

These two are just his defeated generals.

A waste that relies on his kindness to survive!

If you can win once, you will naturally win a second time.

What really makes Zheng Qiao angry is that among the rebels who participated in the rebellion, there are his confidants! His capable ministers and generals actually chose to betray him, betray his trust, and turn to his enemies!

This is what Zheng Qiao cannot tolerate!

All the confidants he personally promoted are like this, so——

Zheng Qiao's eyes with murderous intent swept over the ministers below. Every courtier who was targeted had a ray of light on his back, and could not sit still. There seemed to be a faint wind blowing on their fragile necks.

Circling, as if being stared at by a poisonous snake.

He pressed his white lips tightly, and the violent and bloodthirsty murderous intention rushed through Zheng Qiao's chest, eagerly seeking a breakthrough.

"Do you have any countermeasures now?"

Every word is filled with venom that can see blood and seal your throat.

The atmosphere was so solid that it was suffocating.

Several of the weaker officials almost fainted and held their breath, and the better ones were as white as snow. Seeing this, Zheng Qiao, who was thundering and furious in one breath, suddenly laughed like a spring flower in the next breath, got up and walked until he was shaking into chaff.

side of the white-haired official.

The white-haired official lowered his head, and when he saw the brocade shoes under Zheng Qiao's feet came into view, he felt as if he was struck by lightning, and his vision went black. He sat slumped on the ground, his wrinkled hands shaking uncontrollably. His saliva secreted crazily, and he suddenly

There are some signs of losing control.

Emmm…

To be precise, it was somewhat of a precursor to a stroke.

They are very aware of Zheng Qiao's unstable character.

He will kill people when he is angry, and he will kill people when he is happy.

He won't move important ministers, but they are not so irreplaceable in comparison. He doesn't care if a few of them die. The white-haired official happens to belong to the latter group. His seniority is required for his middle-to-upper-level official positions in the court.

To put it simply, if you survive it, you will live longer.

Most of those talented people who became famous when they were young and amazing when they were young will not live to middle age, let alone old age with a head full of silver hair.

Being able to live and have a great destiny is what he is most proud of.

So what if his talent is mediocre?

So what if you are talented and talented?

The three or four people put together could not live as long as he alone.

but--

At this moment, he felt a strong panic that his life was about to enter a countdown. When he saw the square shoes Zheng Qiao was wearing, this panic reached its peak. As if to confirm his guess, the king of the country Zheng Qiao was gentle and gentle.

The sound reached my ears.

Good to hear.

The sounds of nature are nothing more than that.

Falling in his ears was tantamount to seducing him. She pressed against his ear and said in a low voice, "The time has come, it's time to hit the road." Zheng Qiao stretched out her hand and pulled him up with a gesture that showed no resistance, smiling like a homely person.

Ask him: "How old is Aiqing? How many people are in your family?"

After listening to Zheng Qiao's words clearly, the white-haired official's heart tightened, as if a cold poisonous snake had climbed onto his vest, spitting snake messages in his ears, making a hissing sound. He was so frightened that he clenched his sweaty hands and kept saying: "Old Minister Qi."

Nine times out of ten, there are more than 80 people in the family."

Zheng Qiao was slightly surprised: "Nine out of seventy?"

This age is really the longest among the oldest!

It should be noted that the average life span of men nowadays is only twenty-seven or eighty years old. Generally, one can call himself "old man" after he is thirty years old, and he is considered "longevity and blessing" if he lives over forty. It is even more unthinkable to think of fifty-sixty, with this gray hair in front of you.

Officials are actually ninety-nine in their seventies, one year short of eighty!

Zheng Qiao softened his expression and even softened his breath: "Emperor Wu once said, 'Everyone will die as old as he is; his kindness is as wide as grass, trees and insects'. In the prosperous and peaceful times, when the king is wise and benevolent, and the prime minister is loyal and good, everyone can live.

You must live as long as your beloved."

The white-haired official stuttered and complimented: "The king is wise and wise, and he will definitely be able to lead us to create a prosperous and peaceful age for the people of Geng Kingdom."

Zheng Qiao sneered and changed the subject.

"But - I think longevity is not a good thing."

The white-haired official's heart tightened.

"If everyone lived as long as I loved you, and each family had a population of more than eighty, and their children and grandchildren would have children and grandchildren, there would be more people but no more crops..." As he spoke, Zheng Qiao sighed, solemnly and sadly.

, "Ai Qing, have you ever thought about what the world would be like at that time?"

The white-haired official felt a chill in his heart.

Zheng Qiao then talked about "the longevity of descendants".

Frankly speaking, some old people live for a long time and become human spirits. It is not a happy event, but it may also be a disaster, because their longevity is obtained by absorbing the longevity of their descendants! There should be many white-haired officials sending black-haired people to them in recent years.

Right? The crux of the problem is right here!

The courtiers' faces turned ugly when they heard this.

Whose family doesn’t have a few elderly people?

Which family doesn’t have a few children and grandchildren who died in infancy?

Even if a baby is reincarnated into the House of Bells and Dingshi and is carefully cared for by servants and servants, less than 80% will survive to the age of enlightenment safely. Male heirs are better off. If they can live to the age of enlightenment, they can sense the energy of heaven and earth and draw energy.

After entering the body, the bones of the body will be much stronger, evil spirits will be difficult to invade, and the survival rate will be improved. Without qualifications, the chance of dying in infancy is the same as that of a girl, only 60%.

Not to mention the common people.

Seven or eight people are born and four or five people die. It is very common.

The death of a child is heartbreaking. Zheng Qiaolai said that it was the elders of the clan who lived for the rest of their lives. How did the elderly courtiers feel?

The white-haired official almost fainted.

But he didn't dare. He was afraid that Zheng Qiao's revenge methods would be more vicious, and he knew that Zheng Qiao would kill him. Choose one of two options: die here or go home and pack up the hell with your family!

He trembled and said with tears: "The old minister is stupid, his thoughts are not as thorough as the king's, and his knowledge is not as broad as the king's. He did not realize that he has harmed the children in the family. I am so ashamed that I have no face to live. I implore the king to grant me a death, and hope to serve the country again in the next life."

The Lord works.”

Zheng Qiao laughed suddenly.

He patted the white-haired official on the shoulder and said, "That's right."

Then he was given a rusty blunt sword!

Zheng Qiao glanced at the other courtiers. His violent and bloodthirsty mood was relieved by the white-haired official, and his mood improved a lot. So he waved his sleeves and asked the white-haired official to go to the side hall to play, and not to ruin his mood here.

, dirtying other people’s eyes.

As for the white-haired official who tore off the lining of his clothes in the side hall and blocked his mouth, for fear of making any noise that would disturb and anger Zheng Qiao, and committed suicide in pain with his rusty blunt sword, that is a story for another day.

Zheng Qiao asked everyone again: "Do you have any countermeasures now?"

The scalps of all the courtiers were almost numb and exploding.

You look at me secretly, and I look at you secretly.

Even the rustling of small movements is extremely cautious.

"I have a plan."

Finally, someone (a warrior) stood up.

When the ministers took a look, they had no impression of this man.

As soon as he came, this warrior was standing in a remote place outside the palace. He probably had a low-level official position, or a sinecure with little real power.

Secondly, he looks young, in his early twenties at most, and his childishness has not completely faded. If you look closely, you will find that this person is very interesting - his facial features are all exquisite, but together they are not outstanding. He is good-looking but

Nothing to remember.

Forget it once you see it!

Zheng Qiao looked at the sound.

He raised his hand to greet this young warrior to come forward and speak.

The courtiers were sweating for him. The young warrior did not know what everyone was thinking, and without any stage fright, he entered the palace with firm steps. His clothes rose and fell, and he was handsome and elegant. After the warrior stood still, he paid respect to Zheng Qiao.

A gift.

Zheng Qiao looked at the warrior carefully.

Suddenly he said: "It's you, do you have any clever ideas to tell me?"

The courtiers were secretly stunned.
To be continued...