When the emperor is still in his prime, this chair can still be sat on for more than ten or twenty years, he never thought that he would give up the chair under his ass and become the emperor.

Of course, he also thinks that there is still a lot of age to live, Emperor Taizu back then, but he lived to the age of ninety, he succeeded to the throne from the age of ten, and abdicated to eighty, and was the emperor for a full seventy years, and finally because he did not know his body, he was to return the emperor to the current prince, and he is now only the emperor for fifteen years, he did not think that he could be a person like Taizu, but the emperor of these forty years, he must be the emperor, he is still young, and he is still old and strong, naturally the covenant is not allowed, Someone else moves the chair under his ass.

Of course, the people in the court have always been very discerning, and they have a few more hearts, and they have figured out the holy will, and they know that some things cannot be mentioned, so as not to make the emperor unhappy, and in the end they did not achieve their goals, but hurt people.

However, everyone has a rod in their hearts, but the current rod scale, whether it is biased there, I am afraid that only they know it.

Burning Heng was sitting in the carriage, he had just come out of the Weiguo Mansion, and he was also visiting his father-in-law, so he was about to go back to the house, but the carriage just walked for a while, but it stopped.

"What's wrong?"

Luo Heng asked the people outside lightly, this is not a place to park, stop like this, but what happened?

"Childe, someone is blocking our carriage."

Changqing Yin Yin pouted.

This is quite bold, and the way of his prince is also daring to block.

Hung Heng opened the curtain and walked out.

And the person in the other carriage also walked out, and then gently stroked the corners of his clothes, and suddenly smiled at the brand, but his eyes burst out, but it was not kindness, who was this not Ning Kanghou?

"Can King Shuo take a step forward?"

"Childe."

Changqing hurriedly blocked in front of Brand Hengxi, "Be careful of deception." ”

Xuan Heng waved his hand and let Changqing go down.

Changqing is still worried about branding and worrying, for fear that these people will make some secret moves, people say that Ning Kanghou is extremely treacherous, and he used to feel that the rumors may not be able to be believed, but now he believes it, some rumors, or a little more conservative, this Ning Kanghou is not only a belly of ghosts, but even the courage is very big.

He also dared to open a salt mine privately.

And Changqing is really afraid, what if this person makes a yin against his son-in-law?

It's just that he seems to have forgotten that Qi Yuan is not a good person, but Luo Hengxi is not a bun, and he can pinch it all over and knead it at will.

Branding Heng thought that he was walking forward at the beginning, and Qi Yuan also followed step by step.

Qi Yuan stood beside him with a lot of food and clothing, and this Son of Heaven is really at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and it is not an ordinary place that can be compared.

"Lord Shuo is a good means."

Qi Yuan sneered, and the hatred in his eyes had melted into the depths of his soul, his enmity with this had long been out of the same sky, of course, it was also immortal, with him Qi Yuan in this world, there would be no more worries

In this life, they will never die.

"You too," Luo Heng stood with his hands in his hands, and his dustless face was also excessively cold, and his clear eyes were peaceful from beginning to end, only from time to time those layers of indifference, with a kind of murderous intent

The killing machine has appeared, and it is indeed endless.

"I wonder if Wei Guogong knows that his daughter has become a dead man?"

Qi Yuan's mouth said this dead man, but there was a nameless fire in his heart, hot and cold, like his rage, so that he couldn't control his hands for a moment.

It's also worse than a shot at the branding balance.

His heart has always been saying, kill him, kill him.

But in the end, his last reason made him still not make a move.

There are some people he can't afford to kill.

Some people, he still can't move.

Even if he really did it, maybe others would be fine, and the one who died in the end would be him Qi Yuan.

He can't do this kind of dangerous thing, and he won't be able to do it if he loses his own thing.

Xuan Heng turned around and stared at Qi Yuan quietly.

"I don't know where Ning Kanghou heard these rumors?"

"Rumors?"

The curvature of the corners of Qi Yuan's mouth was almost so sharp that it was stinging, did they know that the woman was dead or dead, or he killed it with his own hands, all of them had their heads cut off, how could they still be alive.

"I'm here to see when Prince Shuo will have a funeral for your princess?"

And his sarcasm sentence by sentence, sarcasm sentence by sentence, but even his face has not changed, and his eyes are as calm as water from beginning to end.

It made Qi Yuan feel like a hand on cotton, and the feeling of being soft and collapsed really disliked him and made him annoyed.

His heart is disturbed, his heart is upset, his mind is uncertain.

So in the confrontation with Brand Hengxi, he lost a lot at this time.

The thin lips that were pursed lightly opened lightly, and the voice that came out was just like his expression at this time, without waves.

"Ning Kanghou can rest assured, I am afraid that you will not be able to see you in your lifetime."

Qi Yuantu felt his throat tighten, but he held back, and when it was after the burning was gone, he covered his chest, and then a streak of blood slowly flowed down from the corner of his mouth.

He Qi Yuan was so angry that he vomited blood one day.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with all his might.

"Luo Hengxi, you wait ......"

Yes, you wait, live well, the matter is not over yet, as long as he Qi Yuan does not die, someone will die.

Inside the carriage, he sat without saying a word, he had his eyes slightly closed, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't know how long it had been, but he had just opened his eyes.

"Changqing, go to Tanlan Zhai and see what this king wants, but it's done?"

"Okay."

Changqing responded, and also drove the carriage in another direction.

Soon after, they were already at the door of the Tilting Zhai, Changqing hurriedly jumped out of the carriage, and soon after, he was holding something in his arms, an ancient mahogany box about a foot long.

"Childe, what you want has been done."

He placed the box in the carriage, and a hand reached out and took the mahogany box.

"Let's go home," the people inside responded lightly, such a cold voice, accompanied by a trace of unapproachable extravagance, even the shopkeeper standing on the side bowed his head and bent over, and he didn't dare to say a word more.