Zhu Qi slowly turned his head, and Yu Guang could only see half of Zhao Changyi's body. There was no resentment in his voice, only rich self-mockery and sorrow, "Why?"

I want to die and understand.

Zhao Changyi let go and took a few steps back and stood behind Zhu Qi from afar.

This knife is fatal, but Zhu Qi's reputation is outside.

Even the magistrate who is known as the "Daliang Blue and White" and is very likely to win the position in the future, they dare to kill him. Now they are struggling to kill him, and there is nothing unreasonable. The people in the Beizhen Fushi are not very good at it.

In fact, I also know that I was too careful. If Zhu Qi dared to kill him, then his wife and children in the capital would end up in a miserable way.

The wife sells her to the brothel, and her descendants will be slaves forever.

The Beizhen Fushi will definitely not be able to bear the price of killing himself.

No immediate draw.

If he draws the knife, Zhu Qi may not be able to breathe for a few days, which is also a commendation for him during this period.

Let him die and understand.

Yun Danfeng smiled lightly, with a mean smile, "Actually, you probably know what you know in your heart."

Knowing that Zhu Qi didn't have the strength to say more at this moment, Zhao Changyi rarely spoke in front of him and sighed softly, "If possible, I really don't want to kill you, but things in the world are so helpless. Who told you to kill 'Daliang Blue and White'? But this little literary master has a hot husband in the court as his mentor. Do you really think that guild will endure this tone?"

Knowing that Zhu Qi would not last long, Zhao Changyi said straight: "Do you know that the husband has a nickname in the court and the country? "Blood husband". Although Her Majesty the Queen comforted him with a first-class literary official in order to maintain the majesty of the Northern Fushi Department, his most proud disciple was under your knife. If you live well in the capital, it would be like writing a big incompetence on the face of that husband?"

"So, he wants to kill you, he wants to kill you."

"In fact, he has many ways to kill you. Unfortunately, in recent years, the rise of new highs in our Daliang court has been rising. For example, the Privy Council's Xianggong went to the frontier to defeat the Bei barbarians twice. His Majesty favored him, so that Gong was busy fighting for power and didn't care about you for the time being."

Zhao Changyi felt that he had said almost everything.

Zhu Qi smiled terrified, "So, you killed me just to give that husband a favor?"

Zhao Changyi nodded, "You can think so."

Zhu Qi stopped talking.

It turns out that I am just a victim of political struggle.

Although Zhao Changyi has a noble identity, she is unreasonable on the table. Kill himself to show goodwill to that husband. If he can get the help of this blood husband, the bad situation Zhao Changyi faces will be completely renewed.

It will be a matter of time before you get to power.

I was destined to be a mortal situation after following Zhao Changyi to come to Fanmian Village.

It's so sad...

Zhu Qi's consciousness gradually became blurred.

But he heard Zhao Changyi sigh, "I won't let you die in the nine fountains, so don't worry. I will raise you, your wife, don't worry... Well, it's not the kind of dirty I raise you, but it's really making her worry-free for the rest of her life. As for your eleven-year-old son, he will continue to practice swords, grow up, and finally enter the Beizhen Fushi."

He paused and made a firm promise, "In the future, there will be hundreds or even thousands of households. As for the level, it depends on his own ability."

Zhu Qi felt a little relieved.

But he shook his head gently and used all his strength to say, "If possible, please let him abandon the knife and conquer the article."

I don't want my son to follow in my footsteps again.

Zhao Changyi was silent for a while before whispering: "Yes, if you enter the Imperial Academy, you will definitely win the imperial examination."

Zhu Qi laughed and felt completely relieved.

Zhao Changyi is a man who is very scheming, but one thing is very good, and he does not make promises lightly.

What you said will inevitably be done.

"Mr. Xie."

He fell to the ground with a bang, and there was no sound.

There was still a smile on his face.

Son, Dad is gone, Dad uses this life to exchange for your chance to pass the imperial examination. Dad has no hatred or resentment. If one day, I hope you will be the chassis in the Daliang court, no longer like Dad, but a chess piece in the chessboard that others can manipulate.

You should be the chess player.

Don't lose my wishes.

Zhao Changyi looked at Zhu Qi's body and sighed for a long time.

There was something I didn't tell him, and there was no conclusion on whether to kill him or not. Although that husband was very popular, he didn't let him curry favor with him.

There is another reason for killing Zhu Qi. He is unwilling to let the elderly man in the east of the village die.

When Zhu Qiyi died, no one in the world of Daliang knew that there was an old man named Murong in Fanmian Village who was still alive. It was very cost-effective to die one person and live two people, at least Zhao Changyi thought so.

Only by thinking about this can you not feel guilty.

"So..."

Zhao Changyi swallowed the words he didn't say and laughed at himself.

You died under my humble past.

Zhao Changyi casually found someone and asked him to go to Shunjiangji to find Huang Qi, the Lizheng, to make Zhu Qi's wife and children worry-free in the future, so Zhu Qi could not die under his own knife.

Instead, he died under the sword of his wife.

After his death, the court will have pensions. If the capital is running, the matter will be settled.

As for the future imperial examinations... I didn’t have the ability to pass the imperial examination at that time, so don’t bother to do it. Be honest and be a rich young man who can raise flowers and walk birds.

In the afternoon, Huang Qi arrived with two village heroes.

When he heard that Zhu Qi, the general banner of the North Town Fushi, was scared, and when he heard that someone in Fanmian Village called him emperor and rebelled, he just didn't faint - if such a thing was reported to the court, he would be in trouble.

Fortunately, the young man surnamed Zhao said that he had been wiped out and asked him to burn Zhu Qi's body into ashes, then cut off Sun's widow's head and sent it to Bishan County, and let Bishan Order send it to Kyoto.

This is a great achievement!

The magistrate of Bishan County will quell the rebellion and be promoted, and this Lizhi will probably receive some money rewards from the court.

Huang Qi thanked him so much, so he didn't have the time to see how Zhu Qi died.

After finishing the matter, Huang Qi thought that the young man surnamed Zhao would leave with him, but he said nothing indifferently that there was something wrong, so he drove the three out of Fanmian Village.

Huang Qi didn't dare to think and ask more.

He was curious to kill the cat, and he was the only one in the court. He was not as good as an ant in the court. He didn't dare to worry about the Beizhen Fushi. He and two township heroes took Zhu Qi's ashes and Sun Widow's head, and hurried out of the village while it was still early.

Everything was done, but Zhao Changyi still lived in Fanmian Village.

There is a little loli who fell in love at first sight and has to be recoiled back to Kyoto.

There is another thing he cares about: the boy who killed Sun Jiefu was obviously an alien, so why did he not die if he struck him?

This matter must be clarified.

Zhao Changyi knew very well how much Her Majesty the Empress attached importance to Yi Ren.

In fact, the entire Daliang royal family has a consensus: a strange man is a monster and will confuse the country.
Chapter completed!