Looking at Xiao He blankly, Ao Tianxue was speechless for a while, and slowly hugged her fists and said: Not for the time being, farewell!

Aotian Xue turned around and jumped up, like a fairy soaring away.

"My father, why are you leaving" Xiao He suddenly knelt on the ground, hugged Xiao Yongnian, who was covered in blood, and cried wolf, his sadness made people look sad, and anyone who saw it would stretch out his thumb and say a filial son.

If it weren't for the officials present who saw Xiao He's murder of his father with their own eyes, they would have really been moved by this kid's filial piety.

Ao Tianxue, who was flying away, heard that her body was crooked somehow, and she landed on the roof, stood on the roof, looked at Xiao He, who was hugging her head and crying, the corners of her mouth twitched a few times, and she said with a look of surprise: What kind of person is this guy.

Shaking his head and turning around, he disappeared into the night.

Not only Ao Tianxue, but the officials present all had convulsions, their faces were embarrassed, and they admired Xiao Dagongzi's temperament incomparably, and stretched out their thumbs.

Xiao Gongzi is tall, although his acting skills are a little exaggerated, but... It's basically in place, and at the same time hints at what everyone is going to do next.

The world of Chongzhou has always belonged to his Xiao family, no one can replace it, it doesn't matter if Lao Tzu is dead, the small one is on top, then Xiao He is the next Marquis Xiao of Chongzhou. Chongzhou's military power will fall into his hands, and those present are all veterans of officialdom, although some people regret the death of Marquis Xiao, and more often see the reality.

It is said that officialdom is like acting, and if the acting skills are superb, it will naturally flourish.

Ma Shaoqing looked embarrassed and looked at Aoyagi beside him, who nodded with a smile.

Shaoqing gritted his teeth, got up and stood in front of Xiao He, knelt down and kowtowed: The old marquis drank too much on his birthday, the old disease recurred, and he left. Now the Miao people on the border of Chongzhou are eyeing each other, and they hope that the young master will regain his strength and lead Chongzhou to create another glory, young marquis.

Shaoqing's words made the surrounding officials stunned, the corners of their eyes twitched, and their lips trembled.

What a Ma Shaoqing, why didn't I see it before, there was still such a set, as soon as the old marquis left, he was in a hurry to pat the horse to please the new master.

Ma Shaoqing took the lead, and naturally the people who patted the horse continued, and the officials showed their loyalty.

No one expected that Xiao Yongnian's fifty-eighth birthday would become his funeral, and he didn't expect that his eldest son Xiao He had been planning for a long time to collude with outsiders and kill his father.

Xiao He got up when he heard this, his face full of tears. With a straight face on everyone, he said: My father died young for the great cause of Chongzhou, and he became ill and died young, I want to bury my father, keep filial piety for my father, and the inheritance will be discussed in the future.

When the officials heard this, they each kowtowed and persuaded them separately.

In this way, Xiao He shirked and met with hundreds of officials. Xiao He shirked again, and the hundred officials met again. Repeated four times, finally, Xiao He sighed and said: In this case, as a member of Chongzhou, I should share the worries of the court and focus on the overall situation, and report to the court tomorrow, but within a year, I will take filial piety to work.

"Hypocrisy," one person got up and spoke coldly. When everyone heard this, they looked at the person who spoke, and saw that the person who spoke was an old man, who was more than half a hundred years old, and he was the successor to Fang Zhiqing, the new Taishou of Chongzhou, Gao Hai.

Gao Hai looked at Xiao He coldly, got up and walked towards the gate.

"Stop" was in an uproar, in the surrounding buildings, behind the garden rockery, countless officers and soldiers rushed out, holding spears in their hands, aiming at Gao Hai.

"What's the matter, Xiao Gongzi hasn't inherited the title of marquis, is he going to do something to me, the Taishou of Chongzhou?"

Gao Hai raised his head without fear or arrogance, looked at the officers and soldiers around him, and strode forward without stopping.

The tip of the gun on Gao Hai's chest slowly retreated. Without Xiao He's instructions, whoever dares to move, who dares to easily hurt Chongzhou Taishou.

With each step Gao Hai took, the soldiers surrounding him followed suit, and the iron spear in his hand went straight to Gao Hai's throat, only an inch short of piercing into it.

"Hey"

Xiao He sighed and said slowly: Forget it, let it go.

Crash... All the soldiers withdrew their weapons and dispersed in an instant, making way for Gao Hai.

Gao Hai snorted coldly: This official will definitely join you when he goes back. Let the Emperor of Heaven know that you are an unfilial son.

Xiao He's red lips curled up, and he said: Then there is Master Lao Gao!