Chen Guogong Mansion.

His wife Liu looked at Hou Junji standing in her yard, and her eyes were about to pop out: "Master, your legs... You.... All right? ”

"It's been around for a long time."

Liu Shi cried with joy, and wanted to hug him when he rushed up, but he suddenly found that in addition to Hou Junji, there were also black-clothed masked people kneeling in the courtyard for a whole yard.

"You are... What are you going to do? ”

"While you live。。。。。。 Got it done. ”

"Sir...... Are you going to ......?"

In the early Tang Dynasty, it was stipulated that the generals should not have more than 50 personal soldiers, although some of them could be used as family servants or something, generally as long as you don't want to raise a hundred and eighty people, it will be fine, but the black-clothed people in this courtyard, I'm afraid there are more than 2,000! Li Shimin's Xuanwu Gate changed when he used the first level of dead soldiers, what is this for? What else could this be for?

"Master, are you crazy, this is going to kill the whole family! Our family is already a national prince, a national prince! Today's saints have become martial arts and virtues in the world, why bother! ”

Hou Junji turned his head angrily and said angrily: "Why do you have to do this? Because he Li Shimin is partial! Which of us, the old people of the Qin Wangfu who followed his head and tied it to the waistband of his trousers, is doing well now? Wei Chigong was released from Beijing, Mingsheng descended secretly, Lao Tzu's leg was beaten by a little bastard, did he express it? Has he been here? Hmph, it was a family that relied on rebellion, when Lao Tzu was able to tie up Li Yuan, today, Lao Tzu is going to change the world to a different master. ”

The Liu family was crazy, kneeling on the ground and hugging Hou Junji's thighs and begging: "After all, the person in charge was the saint today, he had the merit of leveling the world, and he had been doing the Shangshu order for many years, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty and the soldiers of the world were all convinced of him, and the hidden prince was pressing step by step, it was really a desperate fight, but you are different now, the saint just painted your portrait in Lingyan Pavilion, this is to treat us well, I beg you, master, don't go crazy!" ”

When Hou Junji heard this, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, but he saw a very beautiful-looking woman, barefoot, walking over slowly, and said with a smile: "The sage deliberately wants to let the old man support his old age, but will the little beast let him?" Although that person is only a Zhongshu waiter now, he is actually no different from Zhongshu Ling, and now that there is no Wei Zheng in Menxia Province, Fang Xuanling is going to retire, he has actually become a power minister on an equal footing with the eldest grandson Wuji, sister think about it, will he let go of the master? ”

The woman's voice is very crisp and very good, listening to it is like singing, and the smoke and waves turn around, and it is indescribably seductive.

"Even if the son of heaven is thinking of some love and protecting the lord today, but the wind disease of the Son of Heaven has already had a precursor, and the little bastard is only twenty-six this year, is it possible that the lord will wag his tail and beg for mercy to the new son of heaven with his old body in the future, and let the new prime minister ride on his neck to shit and pee? Sister, you are from a wealthy family, and you are married to the Ming media, even if the master is really bullied by that little thing, you can protect yourself for the rest of your life, but those of us who are concubines have all our fate on the master. ”

Liu pounced frantically, as if he wanted to tear this person's mouth apart, "It's you!" It has to be you! You're the one who bewitched the master, right? Ever since you entered the door, there hasn't been a day in the house that hasn't been sneaky, who are you, who are you! ”

The Liu family has also practiced kung fu for a few days, and under the fierce pounce, the delicate concubine turned around, dodged her very lightly, and hung on Hou Junji's body, gently stroked Hou Junji's beard, and said softly: "The master has been a knife in the hands of others all his life, and today, the master wants to be a knife bearer." ”

Hearing this, Hou Junji held the knife tightly, a look of extreme excitement flashed on his face, and asked, "Is the matter over there done?" ”

"Several elders have already made a move, all of them are the top players in the world, for this day, my Holy Sect has been preparing for twenty years, and if it doesn't succeed, it will become benevolent."

This woman is the remnant of the Demon Sect, one of the current leaders of the Demon Sect with peerless charm, and the more than 2,000 dead soldiers kneeling in the courtyard naturally could not have been cultivated by Hou Junji himself, if he really cultivated more than 2,000 dead soldiers by himself, he would have been clicked by Li Shimin a long time ago.

The frustrated Hou Junji and the lingering Demon Sect, between the two can be described as Lang love and concubines, and they hit it off, Xiao Wu actually played a role in the middle at most, and the Demon Sect after Yang's death was scattered, and there was no leader for a long time, but it was just a trapped beast still fighting, Xiao Wu saved this game, in fact, he also hoped to make the Demon Sect really die and let himself get out.

But he saw Hou Junji turn around and say to the dead soldier who knelt on the ground: "If it is successful today, I, Hou Junji, will repay all the kings with the gift of the countryman, and if I am defeated today, I will die before the kings." ”

As he spoke, Hou Junji drew the sword in his hand and shouted, "Incident!! ”

…………

Zhaoling

Qin Hao was dressed in coarse linen, living in a dilapidated grass hut, he had just burned the last wave of paper money for Wei Zheng, and went back to his broken bed to lie down, but he couldn't sleep for a while.

It's been almost fourteen years, and he really hasn't lived in such a broken place, it's worse than when he was a disaster victim in Luoyang, and if he doesn't light a handful of wormwood at night, he feels like mosquitoes can suck his blood dry.

Now that he has been robbed of love, one day for a month, Qin Hao is naturally impossible to relax his requirements, Ding Wei has been completely in accordance with the strictest etiquette to guard his soul in the past few days, and he must not think about this kind of thing, he does not eat meat, does not touch alcohol, lives in a grass shed, and wears clothes with a coarse hemp knife, which makes Qin Hao, who has always been accustomed to brocade clothes and jade food, worry day by day.

I really miss it, who was the one yesterday? secretly sent the best wine and meat over, and was scolded by himself for splitting his head and covering his face, and kicked people away by throwing everything on the ground, and now he drools when he thinks about it.

So Qin Hao had no choice but to be sad and angry, helplessly, holding a nest head that was so thick that it couldn't be rougher, while imagining the taste of bear paws and scarlet lips in his mind, he took a big bite hard, swallowed it with a sad face, and felt that his throat was about to be cut.

Suddenly, in the direction of Chang'an in the distance, a group of cavalry came galloping, rolling up the dust, looking quite anxious, Qin Hao stood up suddenly, and his face changed greatly.

Zhaoling is a place where Li Shimin will live in the future, although he himself has not yet come in, but the people who accompany him to the funeral have already come in a lot, in addition to those princes and princesses, such as Qin Qiong, Wei Zheng, Du Ruhui and others' mausoleums are also here, so this place is generally not allowed to ride horses, unless。。。。。

When the visitor walked in and saw his face clearly, Qin Hao's heart sank.

"Dad, Hou Junji is going to have an incident tonight, and time is running out."

Qin Hao's face was depressed and was about to drip.

As the saying goes, if things are not secret, nothing can be done, Hou Junji rebelled against such a big thing, but the progress was always controlled by Qin Hao, he waited for this day for a long time, and had the confidence to reach out and pinch him to death, but this special Hou Junji couldn't afford to be early or late, but when he was worried about Wei Zhengding, this Nima, this time is too much, and he can catch up in twenty-seven days.

Now, it's a little troublesome.