Xu Xianniang licked her tongue like this, Kang Fei was so in a state of silence, almost, and almost! She made a fool of herself on the spot, and quickly turned her head over and ignored her, looking at Wu Zhonglin kneeling on the ground, saying nothing, "You said your eyes are too bad, who can curry favor with Qiu Luan? Even if you curry favor with me, you can do it! Do you think that at the level of your Grand Governor Qiu, he can do it in war?"

Wu Zhonglin is not Qiu Luan's iron subordinate. He is a general from a Han Dynasty. He is definitely not good at fighting, but his acting skills are absolutely good.

Just like the famous actor Qin Han’s father five hundred years later, he is famous for his handsomeness. His eyelids can hold a mother mosquito dead. If you are the leader, you also like to have such a general who has thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Therefore, Wu Zhonglin was very quick-witted and quickly said, "We didn't have the right way to you before! You can't be able to curry favor with me. If there is a way, we are all warriors and can be convinced and can fight. Who wouldn't want to be brave and powerful with a general who is stronger than a king..."

The constant constant of flattering words made Zhang San on the opposite side look at him with admiration. He thought to himself that you looked at him with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but you didn't expect to be a flatterer.

The servants behind were dejected and had nothing to say.

Speaking of which, the difference between a military man and a literati is here. If you say you fuck me down with one punch, you must be powerful. Unlike a literati, everyone has a big eyes. If you say it is better than an eight-legged essay, the third-level examination of the palace examination in the provincial examination has already explained the problem. It is clear at a glance who is powerful.

But who are you really convinced? If you really convinced, will you sign up for the exam rankings?

But if you want to talk about other things, such as poetry, songs, and scholars are not convinced, they should say that when you value articles today, why bother talking about the Han and Tang dynasties? Your poetry, etc., is a small way!

Look, if I want to reason with you, you will be a hooligan, if I want to be a hooligan, you will be a hooligan, you will be a hooligan, you will be a hooligan, and no one will accept it.

So, reasoning is the most unreliable thing in the world. Who can you convince? Who have you really convinced? You taste it, you taste it carefully.

It’s better to be like Kang Fei, violence, all meta-narratives, fuck you down, and then ask you with a smile, "She smashes, do you listen to your father's words?"

Although those servants may not be convinced, at least they have to pretend to be convinced.

Whoever has a big fist is the truth.

After hearing Wu Zhonglin's flattery, Kang Fei felt secretly happy. Everyone said that he didn't like to flatter, but he just didn't like to shoot other people's horses by himself. But if others patted their horses by himself and counted them one by one, there would be no discomfort.

"Very good." Kang Fei nodded, "I like you who are tactful and can save me from fists. It's also a problem to beat people. If you encounter a hard bone, you will beat him to death. By the way, I am in Yangzhou, I donated 20,000 taels of silver to build a seven-level pagoda. In the future, I will be called a great bodhisattva. If you always beat you to death, wouldn't you slander me? To be honest, as the saying goes, killing animals is to protect life, and killing karma is not to kill people. I want to kill you, which is also to stop you from committing evil karma. Even if you go to hell, you will burn incense and worship me!"

He said nonsense, making Wu Zhonglin and the servants dizzy. After all, this era was not all about going to school five hundred years later, and everyone was like a dragon, and they were immediately fooled.

Xu Xianniang's eyes were covered with stars next to her, and she couldn't help but say, "Brother-in-law is really a living Bodhisattva!"

Kang Fei turned his head to look at her, subconsciously said, "You are also a female Bodhisattva..." This sentence fell into Xu Xianniang's ears, and her face suddenly turned red. Then, even her ears burned red, and she turned around and ran to the back of the roadside carriage.

Kang Fei was puzzled, and Xiang Gong was aware of it, but he couldn't say it clearly. He couldn't say it. In that book, the poor scholar lived next to the embroidery building of a rich lady. He often knelt on the ground when he was asking for a favor. The female Bodhisattva, the poor young student...

This allusion probably comes from the Buddhist physical donation, and is familiar to the ladies of the great families because of the popularity of the vernacular script.

After all, the story of the ladies in this era is almost the same as that of Western ladies reading knight novels. Anyway, there are one, two or three next door... handsome and capable men love her desperately, even if she looks like Sister Feng...

Men like to watch pornographic films on the body, while women like to watch pornographic films on the soul, but they cannot be said, and they will be beaten to death by women.

So Mr. Xiang could only smile embarrassedly, and could not say it explicitly. If he wanted to say it out, wouldn’t he offend the fifth lady of the Duke of Wei’s Mansion?

After fooling Wu Zhonglin and his group, Kang Fei asked them why they traveled thousands of miles to Fujian, could it be that the grandson of the Xianning Marquis really turned into a castrator?

When he asked this, he even made a joke. If that was the case, why not send it to the palace? At that time, the Hou family in Xianning would be considered as the essence of bowing to the loyalty of the Tian family. In the future, it would be impossible to get involved in an admiral Dongchang, and the Sili Supervisor held the pen and even sealed the eunuch. It was really a good deal.

Wu Zhonglin looked embarrassed. He was just trying to take pictures of Xianning Hou’s horses, but he was not the direct descendant of Xianning Hou. However, he still told the root cause.

"That... the little master is really because the former chief assistant Xia Yanxia Pavilion was beheaded and the West City..."

After Wu Zhonglin said this, even though Kang Fei was considered a political novices, he was shocked.

Master Xiang was even more shocked and burst into tears, "How unfair is Master Xia... How unfair!"

In fact, Xia Yan was killed, it was not because of a slander or two words of slander from the Queen of Xianning. It was just like a conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. Do you think it was something, but who did something wrong or wrong? Something was just an inducement. There have been countless conflicts in front of you.

Emperor Jiajing was a smart emperor, which was basically recognized by later historians. He was in his teens and he succeeded to the throne because of the great rituals and arguments.

Such people are probably sensitive inside. If you offend him, he will remember you for the rest of your life.

Jiajing moved to Xiyuan due to the palace maid case. At that time, Xia Yan was the chief minister. Xiyuan was about four miles away from the cabinet book, and it was eight miles away once. Sometimes when encountering emergencies, they would run back and forth twice or three times, and they would be exhausted.

When Xia Yan goes to Xiyuan and Dongyemen, he often sits on a carriage, which is a sedan chair. This is actually a transcendent. Readers who like history are afraid that they all know a word, giving the Forbidden City a horse. This is a super-standard treatment and requires the emperor to give it to him.

In fact, riding a horse in the Forbidden City is not riding a horse, but sitting in a sedan chair, but the name is riding a horse. It really goes back to the Tang Dynasty, and it has to be in the early days. Look at the nobles of Fusang, such as the three or nine masters, all of them are sitting in a sedan chair, including the shogun generals, and they are all like this, they are learned from the Tang Dynasty.

Later in the Song Dynasty, the entire Song Dynasty had this treatment, one was Wen Yanbo and the other was Sima Guang. With this treatment, one could sit in a sedan chair in the imperial city.

Xia Yan felt that he was the chief minister and the chief minister. Without saying hello to the emperor, he made a sedan chair and sat up. Jiajing was also famous for being petty. Can he remember Xia Yan's goodness?

Even with Yan Song's favor, Yan Song was 80 years old. Jiajing was polite to him and gave him this privilege specifically.

With just this one thing, you can imagine how Xia Yan is in normal times with the emperor. It took five hundred years to say that your attitude is very incorrect!

Therefore, it is not surprising that Xia Yan was killed.

Xia Yan was killed, so now Yan Song is the only one in the cabinet, which is [only prime minister], this power...
Chapter completed!