"The decapitation drama. ”

Feng Feiliu seemed to be able to see through Baoyu's thoughts, and smiled leisurely.

It's about his own life and death, but it looks like saying, "Oh, that person is so pitiful."

Baoyu hadn't let down his guard against the wind and flow, but he also knew that in the face of such a powerful power, any vigilance would be in vain.

Hurriedly took the teacup and asked respectfully: "Since it's a play, then I don't have anything to worry about, and you're not dead, are you?"

"Naturally, he died, and the old man watched his head separate. ”

Feng Feiliu was happy to see Baoyu's surprised expression, made an exaggerated gesture, and said: "You shouldn't have seen it, the big guillotine hanging seven or eight zhang high is shining above the head, the old man put his head forward, and the guillotine fell, and the big head rolled directly off the high platform, which is called a pleasure." ”

“......”

Baoyu feels like she's met a madman.

Feng Feiliu laughed and said, "It's happy, happy! The old man has watched His Majesty grow up now, but he doesn't have the opportunity to scold him once."

Your Majesty's wisdom and your Majesty's martial arts are simply embarrassing for an old man who has lived for hundreds of years. This time, I scolded him once in front of the world, and I was comfortable.

Well, I'm out of shape, but I'm still very comfortable. ”

Baoyu was even more stunned, and he couldn't guess how many twists and turns there were in the knowledge he had combined in his two lifetimes.

His Majesty killed Feng Feiliu, and the remaining talent and spirit can only be said to be a temporary respite.

In this way, Feng Feiliu actually praised His Majesty, and was proud of scolding today.

even said that as long as there is a chance to scold the last time, it is comfortable to die!

Thinking about the words of the wind and the flow for a while, Baoyu suddenly discovered-

Feng Feiliu's recognition of His Majesty today, and even his worship, have reached a level that goes deep into the bone marrow and even into the soul.

So why?

Will Feng Feiliu be killed by His Majesty?

And why is it that I want to make a play and scold the faint king?

Baoyu is calm on the surface, but her heart is like turbulence.

The old people, the old spirits, the ghosts and the old spirits, the wind and the flow of the wind and the flow of both, seem to have seen through Baoyu's thoughts again.

"Are you weird?"

"Are you guessing?"

"This court is treacherous, do you want to learn it too?"

asked three questions in a row, and each of them smashed Baoyu's heart.

"Please also ask for advice. ”

Baoyu is also a bachelor and admitted it directly.

This attitude made Feng Feiliu laugh and look at Baoyu with great appreciation.

"Yes, yes, the son can be taught, then I will teach you something, for the sake of this teaching, you promising boy must also be vigilant and don't follow in the footsteps of the old man. ”

Feng Feiliu used a euphemistic tone to slowly explain the truth to Baoyu.

It turns out that His Majesty is now old, and he is seriously ill, and his life is short.

However, today, when Confucianism is becoming more and more prosperous, Confucianism is declining, and the national strength is becoming stronger and stronger.

The so-called two mountains are the great barren mountains of the eastern Tengu clan and the nonsensical cliffs of the northern wolf clan;

And Yishui is the winning fish family of the West Sea.

What's even more terrifying is that the idea of Confucianism is inherently the supremacy of Confucianism and Taoism, and it is hostile to all demon clans at home and abroad.

As the founding prince of the country, Jia Fu and the other three major families have the protection of the ancestors, and there is nothing for the time being, but those little demon clans that came from vassals after the founding of the country have been wiped out by more than sixty percent.

Confucianism is so majestic, where is the heavenly noble?

When the wise and martial emperor passes away, the remaining two princes, even if they join forces, are the opponents of Confucianism?

Don't ask yourself, after all, to this day, the three princes who are not very powerful, the Fadao Confucianism has dared to confront it face to face.

That's right, Snail Foot is a Dharma Dao Jinshi!

Just a jinshi,

Not a bachelor,

Not even a university scholar,

How dare you ......

Feng Feiliu looked furious, but sighed helplessly.

"The old man is the master of Confucianism, infinitely close to the leader, and it can even be said that the old man is half the leader of Confucianism.

But to this day, even the old man can't reverse the dam-breaking river, and he can't clean up the water of the Yellow River.

Confucianism has become a big problem for His Majesty.

It's also a big trouble for the people of the world!"

"I am a Bachelor of the Law and Dao, but first of all, I must be the courtier of this vast Zhou, and I am a righteous literati who wants to help the world!"

"Heaven is clear, and the supremacy of imperial power ......"

Feng Feiliu said loudly: "I have discussed with Your Majesty, and I will use the old man's head to erect the name of Your Majesty's faint monarch!"

Use the old man's head to intimidate the world's Confucianism!

For the rest of the time, Your Majesty will be a faint king,

Then the prince succeeds to the throne, and someone must help erect the prestige of a virtuous monarch.

Comparing the two before and after, the world is in the heart!"

"If you can do this, what is the old man's head worth?"

Baoyu looked at Feng Feiliu impassionedly, this old man with white hair was like an optimus pillar at this time, trying to support the sky above the heads of tens of millions of people.

Also, to support the imperial power that is about to weaken.

Loyal ministers, pillars of the country!

Baoyu unconsciously remembered these two words.

Immediately afterward, Feng Feiliu seemed to be very tired, and his voice was low, but it was still very powerful.

"Brother Bao, in the future, when the new emperor ascends the throne, it will inevitably be the prosperity of the royal road and the decline of the law, with your full splendor, as well as the kind of forbearance and tenacity that far surpasses ordinary people, sooner or later you will become the pillar of the four major families, and it will also become a benchmark for Confucianism. ”

Baoyu smiled bitterly and said, "You are so ridiculous, how can I have such a ability?"

"Of course there is,"

Feng Feiliu said very affirmatively: "On talent and learning, "Linjiang Immortal" is a work of ten cities, your old master of Qinglu Mountain has hidden everyone, but he will not hide it from me,

There is also "Remembering Qin'e", although Jia Zheng's kid suppressed the talent and spiritual spring, how can this chapter of the ten cities be hidden from the old man's eyes?"

Baoyu swallowed her saliva, and suddenly felt that many of her things were in vain.

Feng Feiliu smiled meaningfully, and said: "That time in Jia Yucun, how long have you endured it, just to step on Jia Yucun's head to increase your name;

On this Qinglu Mountain, the snail is enough to be quiet and comfortable for you, and those talents of the same year, as well as the masters and bachelors, also think the same, but the old man sees that every breath you take has a more turbid breath than ordinary people!

If the old man expected it was not bad, you have already turned the simmering body into instinct, walking, sitting, lying down, and even sleeping, you have not delayed your cultivation, right?

The old man even felt that even if you were eating, drinking, walking, talking and laughing, you were distracted and went into Wenshan to read books.

Brother Bao, what did the old man guess, but what was wrong or missing?"

Baoyu couldn't help but flood with murderous intentions, but waved his hand helplessly.

This old ghost really showed him clearly.

Feng Feiliu suddenly stood up, bent down deeply, and said in a deep voice: "For the sake of all the people in the world, the old man begs you today to be a flaunt of royal Confucianism in the future, and I hope to guide royal Confucianism and let Confucianism have a way to live." ”

Baoyu was startled and dodged aside.

"I can't help it, I can't help it! Why are the old-timers like this?"

Feng Feiliu still bowed to the worship, and at the same time, Baoyu suddenly found that his body could not be controlled.

can only be honest,

Accept an elderly man in his 200s,

The Optimus Pillar of the Great Zhou,

As a top bachelor,

A great salute to pay homage.

After worshipping, Feng Feiliu's eyes were even darker, and he almost gasped and said, "Brother Bao, you have received a great gift from the old man." In fact, the old man thought about killing you, but Wang Dao Confucianism, there is really no one who can be called a big beam.

The old man is afraid of killing you, even if he calculates more, Confucianism will suppress the imperial power. ”

"Remember, the imperial power of the Great Zhou Dynasty, as well as the royal Confucianism and the Confucianism of the law, are indispensable to all three parties......

As the voice faded, Baoyu suddenly found himself back on the cliff, next to a startled attacker.

"Master, let's ......"

"Go back. ”

Baoyu suddenly smiled, regained a bit of a leisurely demeanor, and slowly walked towards the place where he lived.

[Three-legged, competition to progress?]

Baoyu pondered, and suddenly smiled proudly.

In this feudal Great Zhou, the Fadao Confucianism and the royal Confucianism really destroyed one, and the one that existed would have to confront the royal family sooner or later.

And if there is no royal family, it will fall into an unprecedented chaotic war.

Although this Fengfeiliu is the leader of the Fadao, Baoyu must admit that this is an old man who has no selfish intentions and is dedicated to the country.

"If it's possible, I really don't want the old man Feng to die, huh? The wind is flying, the wind is sinking, this old man, does it still have anything to do with Jingkong Jinshi?"

Baoyu muttered, telling the attacker to clean up the table.

The attacker asked while picking up, "Master, aren't we going back?"

"I'm not going back. ”

"That big girl, she ......"

"It's fine. ”

Baoyu smiled like a duster watching a play.

Draft girl in advance,

The whole country is wantonly selected and the like,

It's a good excuse to kill.

I believe that our 'mediocre' majesty will definitely suddenly repent and regret killing Feng Feiliu.

And as a price, the matter of selecting girls in advance will not be over.

And then

There will be a next ......

Using this as an excuse, he constantly cut off the wings of Confucianism.

If Your Majesty still insists on choosing a girl and does not make a statement, it will arouse the hard resistance of Confucianism.

Slow work and meticulous work, Your Majesty is still wise.

The attacker had already cleaned up the table and watched Baoyu lay out the paper, which was to clean up the house.

At this time, Baoyu suddenly remembered the appearance of the wind flying and sinking, and he had to laugh when he had a broken head.

Dong thief is pregnant with a ruined map, and the Han family sect and social committee are in ruins.

The courtiers are all included, but Ding Gong is the husband!

Splash ink and write in an instant.

A few feet in front of Baoyu's body, there was a sudden appearance of wind flying.

It's a vision of heaven and earth!

Baoyu laughed and said, "That's right, that's how it feels." Feng Feishen is Ding Yuan, and that Dong Zhuo is clearly the Fadao Confucianism of the Great Zhou, and the ministers included are the declining royal Confucianism!"

Baoyu has a deep understanding, this song in praise of Ding Yuan, through the context of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", even has the level of Xuan He.

Baoyu swallowed the spiritual spring of talent, and the roaring simmer was even more turbulent.

But at this time, the figure of Ding Yuan in the vision of heaven and earth suddenly became realistic, and he even began to be so frightened that he wanted to escape.

"Jia Baoyu, you, you, what's going on?"

Feng Feiliu was frightened and angry, his eyes widened and he roared: "The old man's talent and spirit, how did he become a vision of heaven and earth?"

"No, it's not a vision of heaven and earth!"

Feng Feiliu almost cried, and choked up: "Old man, the old man has become the phantom war shadow in your article, and you want to kill the enemy and break the formation for you?" Thank you for your support!