How long do you think you can live?

Father's words hit Cen Hu'er's head like thunder, making him sweat coldly for a moment. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Show one’s true colors in the end!

Show one’s true colors in the end!

He had imagined the scene of a conversation with his father countless times before, and vaguely guessed that his father might show his last resort and tell him that if he didn't cooperate, he would die.

But I didn't expect it to be so fast.

There is no affection, no reason, no coercion and temptation, no beauty like jade, only a cold sentence.

How long do you think you can live?

When life and future are placed at both ends of the scale, no matter how stupid you are, you know that you have to cast the last weight at this moment.

The scales are upturned, if life is too heavy, his future will turn into a ball of words, and with the spring breeze, there will be the unyielding heart of the young man.

"Choose well, there is your life in this." In his father's smiling smile, Cen Hu'er seemed to hear such a sentence.

Is it a delusion?

After Liu Gong faced the saint, there was a faint conversation between the two in the team, and Liu Gong once asked the Son of Heaven this sentence: "If the Son of Heaven wants to collect taxes, does the Son of Heaven think it can be peaceful?" ”

He threatened the Son of Heaven with the Southeast Scholars, telling the Son of Heaven that he would either collect taxes and train troops and be attacked and killed by the scholars, or watch these silverfish dig the foot of the country's walls, and watch the Huanghuang Ming Dynasty disperse and turn into rubble.

How was the Son of Heaven chosen at that time?

It's simply not a problem!

If the Son of Heaven really has the courage to oppose the world's scholars, why should Liu Gong avoid overseas, and why should the scholars and doctors in the southeast put on a feast and celebrate day and night because of this matter?

After all, there is no impermeable wall in the world, and Liu Gong and the Son of Heaven tried their best to hide their plans, but after all, a few words still spread out.

Just when he passed by Suzhou Mansion, he went to Xichun Tower to see a few friends, and heard the conversation of several powerful family members in the hall of the restaurant.

One said: "Our master heard the news that Liu Xu was going to collect taxes, and he was so scared that he couldn't sleep well for a few nights!" ”

The other said: "Fortunately, the emperor is smart and benevolent, and he didn't agree to that guy's request, and sent him to the place where the birds don't in Yizhou!" ”

This said: "My master said that if Liu Xu comes to power, it can't be another Zhang Juzheng!" The most terrifying thing is that he and the emperor are both young, if they join forces, I am afraid that we will have to suffer in a few decades! Therefore, he said that as long as Liu Xu is willing to leave and does not stay in Jiangnan, he is willing to pay money and people, just to send away this plague god! ”

The other said: "My master said that as long as Liu Xu goes to Yizhou, he will not be able to come back in the next ten or eight years, and he will be thirty or forty years old by then, and he will not be so radical anymore." When the time comes, the sycophants will be patted, the silver will be sent, the beauties will be like clouds, and the high-ranking officials will be generous, even if he doesn't like it, can he not think about it for future generations? His family is also a big family in the southeast, and when the time comes, everyone will become a good one, one to do business, and one to make a fortune, wouldn't it be the best! ”

After saying that, these people praised each other, and then praised each other, touted, and shouted, and went to have fun together.

Cen Hu'er listened to the conversation of these people with some sadness, although he didn't particularly like the two (there was some jealousy factor in this), but he was extremely impressed by Liu Gong's momentum and sharpness, but if what these people said was true, I was afraid that Liu Gong would not be able to escape the fate of "every conservative is a radical when he is young"!

Is it so difficult to break this fate? Could it be that the inevitable fate of the individual is to go from being full of ambition and high spirits to being in harmony with the light and dust?

Is it that my life is going to pass like this, I have to tremble under the obscenity of the man in front of me, and then become a second father after his death, and continue to oppress the children of my family, so that their mother will die in disgrace, and they will not even be able to leave the main gate when they die?

I don't want it! I don't want it! I don't want it!

I don't want that!

Cen Go'er's fists were clenched tightly, and he felt like he had never clenched his fists so hard that he could clearly hear his joints clicking.

"No, I don't want to be in the same league as you, I hate you, I want to destroy this rotten, tattered, suffocating family, and destroy you, your wife, your two bastard sons, and all the subordinates who help the abuse!"

He was almost on the verge of bursting out!

But he didn't.

He glanced hard at his father again, and the demonic man was still looking at his books, oblivious to his reaction.

Does he not care about his reaction, or is he too confident to know that he can't possibly refuse?

Cen Hu'er didn't know the answer, but he knew that his father was right.

He didn't have the courage to refuse.

He lowered his head, roared in his heart, roared in his heart, and said softly, "Father, you are right. ”

He succumbed!

He could now suddenly understand the thoughts of the young emperor who was high on the throne of the dragon, although they had different statuses, although they had different respects and inferiors, although their interests were not completely identical, when a young man's life was threatened by an obvious and irresistible force, even the emperor of the Ninety-Five Emperor was as fragile as a young scholar.

It's close at hand, and it's all over the enemy.

Even if you are the emperor of the Ninety-Five, even if you nominally have the sovereignty of the entire world, even if you represent the supreme power of the entire empire, you still can't compete with them.

The emperor could not stand up to the entire class of scholars, he could not stand up to his father.

Like a big fish eating a small fish, he had to submit to his father, who was like mud to Tarzan compared to the emperor, but the emperor still could not stand up to the whole class.

"Liu Gong, you who put forward Datongism, can you compete with this class?" Cen Hu'er muttered silently.

The father seemed to be satisfied with his attitude, and slowly spoke: "You are good, you are a smart child, worthy of being my son." After a pause, he added, "Do it well, and I'll let you get what you deserve." ”

Worthy of his son!

If it is any teenager who urgently needs his father's approval, this comment is a very high evaluation, but he is Cen Hu'er, Cen Hu'er, who has a great revenge for killing his mother, how can he be happy because of this comment!

What's more, just one man can't give birth to a son at all, he still needs a woman, but this woman doesn't appear in the conversation at all.

Yes, she did not appear in the conversation.

She has come, she has lived, she has suffered, she has died, but this man has not shown any nostalgia for the dead person, it seems that this woman has never lived at all, it seems that this woman is just a prop for giving birth to a child, you can call it a cat, you can call it a dog, as long as you can give him a child, give birth to a child with an official position from the ninth grade, it is a good prop, a good machine! (To be continued.) )