Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Drama Must Be Done

After receiving a heavy blow to the head, Liu Qingxin immediately took a purple pill for himself.

This pill was one of the New Year's gifts that she had prepared a few days ago and had intended to give to Emperor Longqing.

Last time, she asked for the pulse of Emperor Longqing, and found that his body was quite a hidden danger, so she bought medicinal materials from the medicine merchant and carefully prepared seven life-saving pills in addition to this purple pill.

Emperor Longqing, the year has passed the mandate of heaven.

Perennial depression.

Closed all year round.

The blood veins are not smooth, the barrier is thin, and the brain has formed small patches, if not treated in time, embolism will be formed, and it will be paralyzed at least and death at worst.

The effect of this purple pill is to strengthen the membrane of the blood vessels, preventing Emperor Longqing from causing bleeding when he administers other pills to dredge the blood vessels.

This drug, when used on people who have suffered a concussion of the head, also has miraculous effects.

Seeing that Liu Qingxin took the medicine, he lay down without saying a word, and a trace of strangeness flashed on Gu Luochen's expressionless face.

Fear.

This emotion, which had been away from him a long time ago, suddenly erupted, as if it was going to devour him completely.

He didn't want Liu to die lightly.

Although, he didn't understand why he was so nervous about a woman.

When his mother died, he was still a young child, and his panic about hunger was far greater than his confusion about death.

He was a child when his wolf died, and the anger of losing his support was far greater than the depression of death.

When his master died, he was a young man, and when he saw his master smile on his deathbed, he smiled like he had never seen before, and he actually felt that death might not be a bad thing.

But she ......

"I know you can hear me, woman."

"I won't let you die."

Gu Luochen is not a person who is good at expression.

He struggled and depressed for a long time, and finally, squeezed one out of his teeth, threatening Liu lightly and not allowing her to die.

"If you dare to die."

"I'll make you into a dried corpse and put it next to Master's dried corpse and use it as an ornament in the room."

Like the previous masters of the Heavenly Gate, Gu Luochen inherited the iron ring that symbolized supreme power after killing his master with his own hands.

According to Celestial Gate, this will help him cut off his last emotions and let the old master die with dignity.

Each new master will make his master into a dried corpse, place it next to the couch, and send his master's master to the cellar of the Heavenly Gate for sealing.

It's a tradition.

In other words, a kind of persistence that runs through the history of the Heavenly Gate.

Although most of the owners of the Heavenly Gate have a habit of collecting corpses, not all corpses are eligible and are placed in the bedroom of the door owner, except for ...... Considered by the master of the door to be, he can be honored as his opponent and his favorite collection......

Liu Qingxin was just closing his eyes and pranayama, waiting for the medicine to take effect, not really fainting.

At this time, he suddenly heard Gu Luochen "threaten" himself that if he dared to die, he would make himself into a dry corpse, and he couldn't help but smile and stop his self-talk.

She didn't know much about Gu Luochen.

But before she came here, as an ancient doctor, she had no less contact with children who were not good at expressing themselves.

"I can't die."

"I don't want to be around a bad old man."

Liu Qingxin said as she opened her eyes with a smile and looked at Gu Luochen, who was frowning and staring at her.

"It's good that I'm not a piece of ice, otherwise, I wouldn't have let you stare at it like this!"

After teasing Gu Luochen, Liu lightly held on to the window of the carriage, slowly sat up, lifted the corner of the curtain, and looked out.

Outside the carriage, thousands of soldiers had gathered, and a few people dressed as generals were tied into zongzi and thrown in front of Ling Jun.

Her plan was done.

It's just that this scale makes her a little at a loss.

"Fatty, it's mine."

Staring at Liu Qingxin's swollen cheeks for a long time, Gu Luochen suddenly came up with such a sentence.

After saying that, as if he was afraid that she would not agree, he deliberately emphasized another sentence.

"If you don't agree, I'll rob it."

"That person has to be disposed of by Ling Jun."

Liu Qingxin put down the curtains, turned back with a smile, looked at Gu Luochen, and saw him staring at the swollen half of his face, how could he not know what he was thinking?

"He's in the military."

"If you don't handle it properly, it will cause us more trouble."

"I'm not afraid of trouble!"

Gu Luochen was very resolute.

Of course, as the master of the Celestial Gate, he does indeed have this ability, and he is not afraid of trouble.

"I know you're depressed, and you want to clean him up and avenge me."

For the disposal of this fat man, Liu Qingxin had already planned.

People must always make the best use of them.

Even if this fat man is just a straw bale that has nothing to grow, he has to be turned into a straw bale, which can attract fire, so that her plan today is not in vain, and she is not in vain to receive this slap today.

"But for a person like me who holds a grudge, how can he only let him pay the price, regardless of his previous suspicions?"

Liu Qingxin said as he took out two porcelain bottles from the purse on his waist, coaxed him childishly, and shook them in front of Gu Luochen.

"I'll use two bottles of candy to exchange his cheap life with you, okay?"

"No."

Gu Luochen hesitated slightly, and withdrew his left hand that he instinctively stretched out, intending to snatch the candy from Liu Qingxin.

"Three bottles."

"No more."

"His life is cheap, three bottles, I have suffered a loss."

Seeing that Gu Luochen had been shaken, Liu Qingxin hurriedly took out a porcelain bottle from the purse on his waist, and commented on the value of the fat man with a poisonous tongue.

Liu's words lightly pleased Gu Luochen greatly.

He pursed his lips, stretched out his hand, and snatched the three porcelain bottles in Liu Qingxin's hand with lightning speed.

"Black pie."

"I want to eat."

Previously, Liu coincidentally met a feudal merchant and purchased several unsalable exotic products from the feudal merchants, including cocoa powder, which is used to make chocolate.

Although she is not good at cooking, she has "seen pigs run" since the future.

Under her "guidance", the chefs of Liangyifang "developed" the original version of chocolate doughnuts, and Gu Luochen was one of the many "people who tried crabs".

Gu Luochen called this delicacy developed by the cooks "black cakes" and loved it very much.

He felt that this kind of food with a little bitterness and sweetness was a little like the loneliness when he was alone on a rooftop when the moon was dark and the wind was high, waiting for an opportunity to move, and some like the expectation that many years ago, every time his master went down the mountain, he stood on the edge of the cliff and looked out.

"I can treat you to dinner."

"But it must be said in advance, that bread is not used in exchange for his cheap life."

Liu Qingxin knew that Gu Luochen would never admit that he couldn't do it.

Since he is willing to talk to himself about the conditions, it means that he agrees to his own request.

……

Ling Jun is waiting for the head of the Jiangnan camp to come out.

He knew that the matter had come to this, and the main task of the Jiangnan camp was to climb, and he had to climb out of his camp tent before sunset.

A man from a humble background who has lost the heart of the military.

An ambitious son of the Li family who is eager to take charge of power and destiny.

A group of lieutenant generals who want to get a share of the benefits from this riot and catch him as a prince have been on the rise ever since.

This year's New Year's Festival is really lively.

"Jiangnan Battalion, is there a special military law that stipulates that those who invite sins must take off their shirts and carry thorns?"

glanced at it, knelt down in front of him, and rushed to the deputy general to ask for the guilt, Ling Jun sneered unceremoniously.

In his opinion, to be born a man, he should have the hard bones of a man.

As the saying goes, there is gold under the man's knees, and the king of heaven and earth is the teacher, except for these five things, there is nothing in the world, and it should be worthy of the man's knees touching the ground.

"Reply to the Third Highness."

"The Jiangnan camp does not have such a military law."

Li Su did not kneel.

Born as a concubine, his mother was not liked by his biological father, and his grandfather was not powerful, so he could grow up smoothly, not thanks to a pair of eyes that are good at discerning the situation?

There are too many people kneeling.

Listening to the tone, Ling Jun's attitude towards these kneeling people was obviously more disgusted than satisfied.

Instead of following the crowd and making Ling Jun feel that he is the same as these "soft bones", it is better to "sell" them all, and Bo Lingjun is happy to see the hunt, maybe, there is a chance to get his blue eyes.

"No?"

"What about these ......"

Ling Jun deliberately didn't finish his words.

But to everyone present, his attitude was already clear.

"Maybe they really feel that they are guilty of sin, and there is no other way to do it than to ask for sin...... Redeemable ......"

It never takes much effort to get down the ground.

Li Su seemed to just say such a sentence casually, and he had already stepped the others into the mud, and it was difficult to turn over.

In his opinion, in this world, there are always people who want to become masters, and there are always people who want to be trampled on the soles of their feet by the masters.

"Humility is gratifying."

"But insincere humility can be disgusting."

Ling Jun looked around and didn't answer Li Su's words.

Yu Li, the head of the Jiangnan camp, should also come out to plead guilty and ask for punishment.

I just don't know...... Is he and will be like these lieutenant generals, without any new ideas......

……

From the gate of the Jiangnan camp, a man who was not too burly walked out.

Shirtless, carrying wattles.

He was very white, and he was not at all like a man who practiced every day and was exposed to the scorching sun.

He was very neatly groomed, with a beard, and only a small pinch of his chin remained.

When I saw it clearly, the people kneeling in front of Ling Jun were all generals who were almost dressed like him, and the man was instinctively stunned for a moment.

Then, anger welled up from his eyes.

These guys, who he used to be confidants and never treated poorly, rushed to curry favor like this and cut off their own lives!

If it weren't for the deeds of these people, I would have been forgiven with humility, but now...... They arrived first, and they were all dressed like this, and his humble plea became a complete joke!

What a damn one!

"Yo, isn't this the Lord in charge!"

"The thorns used were all taken away by his subordinates first, and I temporarily went to the foot of the mountain to cut some new ones?"

For the head of the Jiangnan battalion, this person who repays virtue with grievances, for his own future, traps Jiang Lao General, and guards the birthday gift of the Empress Dowager Xiaoke, but because of caution, he escaped the trap of "hunting", Ling Jun never intended to be polite.

De Pingbo has many daughters, but Ling Jun believes that compared to his daughter, who may turn his elbow outward at any time "because of love", Li Ming must hope that his son will become the real head of the Jiangnan camp, even if that son is just a concubine who has never received his attention.

The late Emperor Longqing's wife, Li Miaoer, isn't that the same one, a resounding slap?

Li Miao'er died from poisonous food.

She exchanged her death for the life of the person she loved, and at the same time, it also made Emperor Longqing, who had a deep belief in Depingbo, have due vigilance.

If there was no Li Miaoer's death, the Ming Dynasty at this time would have been the regent of Depingbo, and Zhu Lingli would have died drunk and dreamed of dying in front of the puppet in troubled times?

Thinking of this, Ling Jun took a deep breath.

Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, it has established a hierarchy of scholars, farmers, industrialists, and merchants.

At that time, this system was indeed conducive to stabilizing the political situation and promoting farming.

But now, hundreds of years have passed, the scholars have long degenerated and divided into the people vying for fame and fortune and absurd and ridiculous, if not punished as soon as possible, the foundation of the Ming Dynasty will eventually be destroyed in the hands of these tumors.

"The minister's rule is not strict, and he came to ask for guilt."

The head of the Jiangnan battalion didn't seem to hear Ling Jun's ridicule, nor did he see the deputy general who had already knelt down.

He walked quickly to Ling Jun and knelt on one knee.

There was no turning back from the bow.

He knew that the moment he walked out of the main gate of the Jiangnan camp and was seen by Ling Jun, all the retreats had been cut off.

Struggle, perhaps there is still a glimmer of life.

Giving up means that there will be no return.

He has not experienced such a predicament, but in the past, he was lucky to rush out.

He only hopes that this time, he can still have the luck of the past......

"I'm tired of hearing the words of sin."

Ling Jun said as he glanced at the other generals who knelt on the ground and begged for punishment, and their tones were full of helplessness.

"Since you have already come and know that you are wrong, then simply tell this hall how you plan to end this matter!"

"Father's marriage edict is already on the way."

Speaking of the edict, Ling Jun seemed to be a little annoyed.

It seems that he is afraid that the edict will come too quickly and he will not be able to deal with it.

"If you don't rule strictly, can you give an explanation to the main hall?"

"Have you ever thought that if you accept the order, the princess-to-be's face will be swollen......"

"Say!"

"Did you get someone's instructions to deliberately design such a drama, intending to harm the temple and be laughed at by the world!"

Ling Jun's acting skills can be described as superb.

He played a prince with low self-esteem and a high value for face, and he played it flawlessly.

"Even if you give the minister a hundred dares, the minister will not dare to despise the royal majesty, Your Highness!"

"Minister, minister wronged!"

"Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness!"

The director of the Jiangnan camp deliberately called Ling Jun His Royal Highness, not the Third Highness.

The purpose, of course, was to please him.

I think that before, Emperor Longqing had announced to the world that the eldest prince was to stabilize the political situation, and Li Daitao's scholar, the real eldest prince, had already died at an early age......

If according to the practice of the royal family, the prince and princess who died before the age of death are not included in the jade plate, then ...... Today's third prince, Zhu Lingjun, should be called the second prince, not the third prince!