CHAPTER XXXVI

In the Northern Zhou Dynasty, Zhou Xing, the emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, bowed down to self-examination.

Abolish the harem concubines, tear down the many pleasure places that have been established, and eat wild food in the mountain temples for three months to tell the world.

"Alas, Your Majesty is now determined, I don't know when it will be."

The tavern tea shop talks about the great changes in the palace during the winter. The little prince of the enemy country who sent the envoy was stabbed to death by the second son of the Wang family, and the Wang family was thrown into the prison and hanged himself.

The Northern Zhou lost a loyal martyr.

Heaven is pitiful, the emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty awakened.

"I hope the ancestors will bless you."

They are now looking forward to the reign of Ming Jun, after all, now the people of the Gentiles are eyeing and waiting for the opportunity to move. And the death of the Wang family, in the final analysis, is also for the peace of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, full of loyalty!

Now that he has been labeled as a rebel, how can he turn a blind eye under Jiuquan, and how can he redress his grievances?

Inside the Song Mansion.

The eldest lady of the Song Mansion - Concubine Song, returned to the mansion. claimed to be a provincial relative, but in addition to the concubines who gave birth to the emperor's heir, the remaining concubines were repatriated to their families in the name of provincial relatives, regardless of their status and appearance.

The name of the so-called provincial relatives is just a layer of gold pasted on the face.

"This is tea for people?! You little, now you are bullying this mother! ”

The eldest lady of the Song family is unwilling, the emperor has been repatriating her for more than ten days, and it is a supreme honor to return to her relatives in the province, but if she stays like this again.

And she became the outcast woman.

Now that her belly is on fire, there is nowhere to vent, her identity is expensive, so naturally she can't do the thing that takes the initiative to ask Emperor Ming what he means!

But she was not reconciled to this. This girl actually fooled her with this tea.

"Miss, this is ......"

The maid hurriedly knelt down and pleaded guilty and explained the tea. But before she could finish speaking, the tea cup flew out of her face, bringing out a trail of blood!

In the distance, there is a tea stain.

"What do you call this concubine!"

She is now married, and when she returns to her hometown, her father will respect her, just a little girl, and now she is called "Miss", this set of words that are sarcastic about her can be declared, and the people in this house really lack discipline.

"Someone! Please kill this little hoof. ”

Dare to sarcastically mock her Concubine Song, what kind of thing is she! Just because she deserves it!

"Niangniang, Niangniang spare me, I know it's wrong, Niangniang ......"

When there was no disturbing and pure cry for mercy, she took a nap on the chaise longue, and if there was really no discipline in this house, it would not be like this.

The board outside fell heavily one after another, beating a living person into a pulp. This person can also poison his own sister, not to mention the maid bought by this mere family.

"My son, you should also take it away with your temperament."

Father Song came to this room, and now the court is in turmoil, and the monarch is standing in the temple, and the big and small things in the court make him exhausted. And back home, there is also this pampered daughter who makes him work hard.

"What? Father touched a nose of ashes elsewhere, and now he has come to the palace to complain? ”

Her father was incompetent. When she entered the palace draft, if she hadn't been alone inside and out, how could she have come to the glory of the Song family today. The man in front of her, she has nothing to do all day long, mediocre and cowardly, but she has no means to be an enemy of others, if it weren't for this palace change, the Wang family hanged herself, and it is unknown when they will be able to let their Song family squeeze into the Great Northern Fourth Family.

"What Niangniang said, you and I are still father and daughter blood relatives."

Concubine Song looked at her father who was flattering to her in front of her, thinking about her biological mother who died early, her biological mother was a lady from a famous family, how could she fall in love with such a man that day. With her biological mother's net worth, the emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty is the door of the prime minister, why can't she marry in? What's more, find this sour and incompetent scholar......

"How's that going?"

An incompetent father, she can't count on it, but fortunately it has always been like this, and she has long learned what she needs, and she has taken it with her own hands, and no one is useful in this matter.

"Tomorrow the mother will be able to go."

"Okay, go down and rest."

She was tired, and now that she was recuperating, her own family knew that she was in danger of losing power, so she couldn't wait to step on her feet.

She's not something anyone can tread!

"When my father went out, he found a place to throw the girl's girl into a mass grave."

Killing chickens and monkeys, isn't it because she still has use value that her father planned for her before and after the saddle.

It's not much affection! How she didn't know!

He is an extremely sour scholar, and he has no achievements in the court on weekdays, but this is only because she, the Song concubine, is favored by the emperor's side.

One honor and disgrace is one, and one honor and disgrace is a bargaining chip for her to gain the emperor's favor, that's all.

This girl didn't do anything wrong, just the wrong time.

When Lord Song saw Concubine Song's move, he naturally knew what he meant!

His daughter has been smart and clever since she was a child, and if she says anything, she only needs to say it once to know what it means.

He originally thought that this daughter would never be so sharp again if she had been in that deep palace compound for a long time, pampered and pampered.

Concubine Song recuperated just to go to the temple to see the emperor. She couldn't wait, and the panic in her heart grew day by day. She has always grown up in fine clothes and food since she was a child, and if anyone says that one day she will have nothing.

She couldn't take it.

Therefore, it is necessary to hold it in your hands by all means.

Before dawn, the Song Mansion secretly sent Concubine Song Niangniang, dressed up in disguise, and went straight to the temple.

The temple, one person facing the ancient Buddha of the green light, relatively speechless, with a helpless face.

When I recall the scene of that day, I still feel ridiculous!

Song Nian and Zhou Ying stood behind him, observing the emptiness and grievances between the emperors below. Seeing that it was boring, he hid back in Zhou Ying's clothes. I hope I don't have to witness these powerless things.

But when he woke up, he entered this body—Zhou Xing.

For the first time in thousands of years, Song Nian had a body. The human body, but he doesn't like it at all.

Because, the kitten is dead.

I don't know what happened to Zhou Ying now.

He was driven to the current temple, imprisoned, forbidden to have contact with outsiders, and more importantly, he was not a living soul now, he could not see the vast number of beings in the underworld.

Naturally, I couldn't see the Lord of the Underworld.

Seeing that he had become the key, the original king of the underworld would always observe him and Zhou Ying, but now Song Nian couldn't even sense whether he was next to him or not.

What's even stranger is that someone is raising Zhou Xing's body.

To be precise, Zhou Ying's body this time is too consistent with his Song Nian.

When Song Nian was the cat cub, he was in a state where the three souls and seven spirits had not been fully possessed, otherwise he would not have been able to see the king of the underworld.

But it's different now.

This week's body is filled with abundant vitality, not as a mere human being, but from a cultivator.

Someone raised a body of vitality and specially sent it to him. It's a set, and when he comes out of the underworld, he's already in it.

All of this is not just for him. As for the person who is in this trap, it shouldn't be the Lord of the Underworld.

Although Song Nian, the Monarch of the Underworld, is not deeply acquainted, it is known that he will not do such a thing that will disturb the beings of the Three Realms, if it is said that the Monarch of the Underworld has doubts about him Song Nian, then the mastermind behind the scenes is to use this suspicion to push the Monarch of the Underworld.

This man is hiding too deeply.

And Song Nian now just wants to know what they are thinking about him.

In this heaven and earth, is there anyone who has ill intentions towards him? Naturally, there is, but he can't think of any of them who can be so thoughtful. As for those who have such great magical powers, they have extended these minions into the underworld.

Crossing the line does not have to be tolerated.

And what Song Nian is worried about now is that Zhou Ying is an accomplice in this cross-border matter.

It's just because he's alive and well now.

Song Nian saw Zhou Ying's face beyond recognition day by day, if he wanted this grand plan to dominate the industry, Zhou Ying was naturally the only obstacle in front of Zhou Ying. And now if he knew that Zhou Ying was alive, how could Zhou Ying let him be the emperor?

Song Nian was thinking in the temple, and the person he was talking about, Zhou Ying, came behind him.

"Brother, don't come unharmed?"

Zhou Ying came to see his current brother.

"You know who I am." Song Nian looked at Zhou Ying now, he didn't like to go around in circles, so he went straight to it.

When Zhou Ying heard this, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows eased, and then she raised the corners of her mouth, lifted the corners of her clothes, and bowed in front of Song Nian, with her face on the ground.

Very solemn and pious.

"Zhou Ying, the tenth generation of Sun Zhou of the Northern Week, has seen a man of God."

Why, he remembers.

Song Nian now doesn't want to be false and wrong, and meditates on the futon.

He was not told to get up.

And Zhou Ying is still kneeling straight.

"When did you know who I am?"

He was in the Immortal Realm, and under the influence of the Underworld, it was impossible for him to remember the events of that day clearly, and the only possible opportunity was after killing someone there.

"Three months ago, a man in black told me about the identity of the family, and I know it, and I have nothing to say as to who the man in black is."

What a no-brainer!

"How did he command you?"

If he knows what the method is, Song Nian can also speculate where this person is sacred.

"He only told me to take care of the man of God."

Zhou Ying is telling the truth, and there is no need to deceive him, the person who came to help him that day is to take care of him, and this is the only one he said.

And then none of the things he did.

"At the mercy of others, are you willing now?"

Zhou Ying forced him to go to this day, and what he hated the most was that he was at the mercy of others because of his weakness, and he broke free from all this because of his unwillingness.

Zhou Ying looked at Song Nian's eyes and glared at him, and the corners of her lips were lightly raised.

He is unwilling, how can he Zhou Ying be so willing? But if he can let Xue Yin accompany him, he can still bear this point at the mercy of others.

It's just that every time I think that the national teacher and Xue Yin will leave soon, they will never appear again. In this case, how can he Zhou Ying allow! He doesn't stop around the clock, he never slows down, he doesn't like the world, he fights for the left because he doesn't want to be the person under the eaves anymore, and he lives by relying on people's breath.

“……”

Laugh? What's so funny! He talked to him seriously, but he is what he is now. Like the look of the kitten cub he teased, Song Nian suddenly realized.

"Zhou Ying, I'm not Xue Yin."

By the time I was stuffed into the kitten's body, the kitten was long gone.

How could Song Nian be a kitten?

Song Nian is not the so-called god in Zhou Ying's heart. If it was Zhou Ying before, he was so courteous, Song Nian would respect him as a god, but now Zhou Ying, why should he respect it?

And why honor the man of God!

"No, God-man, now you must be my Xue Yin."

The smile in the corner of his eyes had receded, and he spit out through gritted teeth.