"Master Pang Zhai, let's put aside the grievances and grievances first, do you really want what happened to your parents to happen again?"

Xie Zhan's voice was bewitching.

Pang Tianqing was confused.

He heard a few things from Xie Zhan's words:

First, the people he should hate are dead, and his sons and grandchildren are not going to end well.

Second, the snow disaster has passed too long, and the current emperor is still just a child.

Third, the current emperor is kind-hearted and compassionate, and he does not want to reproduce the tragedy of the past, but the snow disaster in Beishan is too serious, and he can't squeeze into it even if he wants to break his head.

Pang Tianqing stared down at the tea cup in his hand, was silent for a long time, and said, "Go and invite a few old men over, and we will listen to their opinions." ”

Those who experienced the snow disaster that year were either dealt with by Panda because they were too ferocious, or they were in a trance because they were traumatized.

Xin Muyuan did not despise them because of this, and asked Xie Zhan very seriously about the situation back then.

After asking, it was already the moon.

Xin Muyuan looked out the window and sighed helplessly.

I thought I would have time to go back and prepare, but now it looks like it will take a night to get down the mountain.

After the old men explained the events of the year, they went back to rest, only the seventy-eight-year-old man pursed his lips and stood motionless, staring at Xie Zhan intently with cloudy eyes.

"Finally, my old man has finally arrived."

Xie Zhan was puzzled: "What are you waiting for?" ”

The old man shook his head, smiled without saying a word, and slowly left with his hands behind his back, muttering incessantly: "Finally, this day, my old man has finally waited." ”

Pang Tianqing looked at his back, suddenly sighed, and said, "He has been waiting for a lifetime." ”

Xie Zhan asked, "What are you waiting for?" "Waiting for a Mingjun?

Xin Muyuan said: "Wait for an opportunity." ”

"What chance?"

"A chance to prove that you can change your destiny."

Pang Tianqing: "I'm also waiting for someone to tell him that he has not been abandoned by this world." ”

Xie Zhan suddenly fell silent.

He didn't participate in the events back then, and he didn't know much about it, but at this moment, he felt too much heartache.

Pang Tianqing stayed with them for one night, and the next day, he brought a few trusted brothers, and the old man who participated in the snow disaster that year and promised to help the court give advice to the palace entered the palace with Xin Muyuan.

This strange team attracted a lot of attention along the way, and the mountain bandits covered their faces unnaturally.

They are not used to walking in the sun, and they do not like to be stared at with this kind of gaze.

Therefore, when Xin Muyuan decided to transform Tianfeng Village into a farmhouse, it was met with a lot of opposition.

Especially when he started to comment, Xin Muyuan was even more spit and white-eyed, and some people were even more open-minded and murderous to find trouble with Xin Muyuan.

It's just that Xin Muyuan is more murderous than them.

After that, no one went to trouble Xin Muyuan.

Even if they have that heart, they don't have that guts.

These eyes have always been on their bodies, until they entered the palace and went to the court, these eyes converged, but they still did not disappear.

Pang Tianqing and the others could feel that most of the sights that hit them were disgust and contempt, which reminded him of the events of the past, remembered his identity as a mountain bandit, stuffed his disgust into his fists, and clenched it.

Xiao Changting sat on the high platform, and the reaction below was unobstructed.

He couldn't see too much of Pang Tianqing's expression, but he could see through his forbearance, and raised his voice: "Give a seat." ”

"What?"

"Throne?"

"Your Majesty, no! This is a bandit! ”

"Your Majesty, isn't this good? When the patriarch of the dynasty didn't have the preferential treatment of the seat, he did it? ”

Before the order was carried out, the pot had already exploded below.

Pang Tianqing suddenly felt a little pity for this Ninety-Five Supreme.

If this is placed in their Tianfeng Village, if someone dares to disagree, it will definitely be pulled out and beaten! But this little emperor can't do it, he has to endure his anger, the audience is a group of old bones, and he fell apart before he could fight.

The emperor ignored their questioning, stared at Pang Tianqing with burning eyes, and said, "His grandfather is Master Pang. ”

"What?"

"He ......"

These words are no less shocking than the word "give a seat".

Master Pang, that was a man of the year from decades ago! Honest and outspoken, he is the object of admiration of many people, and he personally educated the emperor. It's just a pity that he is too stubborn and doesn't like the emperor.

After the first emperor succeeded to the throne, he gave the elderly Master Pang a lot of face, and even when the other party died, he only symbolically expressed two words of condolence.

This Pang Taishi's son is also an unassuming person, he doesn't talk about his home every year, and even when Pang Taishi died, he didn't come to take a look, which is really hateful.

Now, a grandson of Master Pang suddenly popped up......

Everyone looked at this man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, five big and three thick.

Where does he have half of Master Pang's aura on his body? Even the elegant temperament on the body is like paper paste, and it will be torn as soon as it is torn.

Everyone shook their heads and refused to admit it.

"Your Majesty, don't listen to slander. Master Pang's son has never come forward, where is this grandson? ”

"Yes, Your Majesty, this ...... This is clearly to take advantage of Master Pang's luck! ”

"Not to mention whether he is the grandson of Taishi Pang or not, even if he is, the Daliang Dynasty can't accept this unfilial son! Your Majesty, you have read the scrolls, when Master Pang died, his son didn't even show his head! ”

Listening to everyone's gossip, Xin Muyuan, who was silent, suddenly spoke: "The year Master Pang died, he was trapped in the snowy mountains. ”

"Snow Mountain?" These two words have now become the Min of the Great Liang Dynasty. Sentimentals, just mentioning it makes people gasp.

In the court, there are many old ministers of the Daliang Dynasty. Although they have passed the age of retirement, because they are unwilling, they always want to come to see this dynasty that they have guarded all their lives.

Xiao Changting was kind-hearted, they wanted to go to the court, and Xiao Changting went with them, and every time he put a few chairs next to the court hall for them to do.

Most of the time they don't speak, only when a junior says inappropriate remarks or puts forward a flawed suggestion, they will scold back with a red face and bare shirtless on crutches, and then carefully pick out the faults in it and put forward their own opinions and opinions.

At this time, these people who were listening to the auditors heard the key words "Snow Mountain" and "Pang Taishi", and their minds were confused for a while, as if they had fallen into some memory, and then their eyes suddenly widened, looking at the strong and sturdy Pang Tianqing, and their bodies trembled violently.

They remembered the events of those years.