Qianlong fell to the ground, leaning on his back, and the whole person was confused.

Was he kicked? Kicked by Soon?

He is the emperor's grandson!

Below Kangxi is Yongzheng, below Yongzheng is Qianlong, the princes and grandsons of the Great Qing Kingdom are all in order, the most capable prince gets the title of emperor, is the reserve emperor, and the best talented emperor and grandson also gets the title and is the next level of reserve emperor.

Because Kangxi has more than 2,000 years left in his life, Qianlong is destined not to be the emperor, but how to say that he is also a second-level reserve emperor on the surface, and he was kicked by the officials under him?

"I'm going to kick back!"

"No, I'll destroy your nine clans!"

Qianlong has never been a person who swallows his anger.

But seeing Su Ang roll up his sleeves and press his palm on the hilt of the sword, he stood up and glared angrily, and finally slapped the table: "Lao Tzu admits it, drink!"

"Okay, drink. ”

Suang also sat back.

Two of you, you have a glass, I have a jar of wine, Su Ang, I can't figure out Qianlong's identity, it doesn't matter if you kick it, anyway, he is a righteous and upright Qing official with a clear distinction between good and evil.

Qianlong didn't want to deal with Su Ang, so much so that he ruined his reputation.

Judging from Kangxi, from Yongzheng's Shouyuan, he can't be the emperor, but Su Ang is a daring to move the birth gang, and he taught his 'cultivation experience' to the Manchurians, and became a Manchurian professor.

When he dealt with Su Ang, his reputation was ruined.

The reputation is bad, and Qianlong's imperial title may not be kept.

This is the difference between clarifying officials and corrupt officials, Kangxi's eyes are bright!

It is difficult to be a corrupt official, and it is even more difficult to be a clean official, so Su Ang, a great Qing official, always has better preferential treatment than corrupt officials......

"What is the Forty-Two Chapters?"

Su Ang drank a lot of wine, his face was flushed, and asked: "Just shouted out the name of the forty-two chapters, Lord He Shen came, and Lord Ji Xiaolan also came, it didn't take long for many people to come, and judging from the official robes, all of them were first-class masters." They have exhausted their talents, demon breath, and genius earth treasures, and they are all recovering their strength, and it seems that they will have to fight later?"

"Although you are famous, you have little knowledge!"

Qianlong was still very young, and he was happy all of a sudden: "Let me tell you, if it weren't for Kangxi's cultivation going wrong, Kangxi would have to come in person and suppress them all at once...... No, it's because the ancestors have already calculated, once the news of the forty-two chapters of the scriptures appears, Kangxi's cultivation will have a fork!"

He smiled and said: "Dongfang Suang, follow me, I promise, let the world be peaceful, let the four seas be peaceful, let the whole world only have clean government, there is no darkness, you kick me, I am still willing to use you!"

It's too young.

Su Ang glanced at Qianlong and shook his head slightly.

This guy should be a prince and grandson, and his power is not small, and when he saw the forty-two chapters, he felt that he had a chance.

But corrupt officials and clean officials, to put it bluntly, are emperor's mental skills, and this guy doesn't even understand imperial mental skills.

Qianlong pointed to the sky, and said: "He Shen and Ji Xiaolan are both my people, and the rest, such as Ao Bai and Li Lianying, are also very strong, but they are not as good as the two of them joining forces." Joining forces with Shen and Ji Xiaolan, it is the unification of the iron bucket, and the entire Qing Kingdom has no opponent except for Kangxi!"

"And then?"

"If I get three forty-two chapter scriptures, I can get a power that far surpasses that of Kangxi!"

Yongzheng touched it in his arms, "Bang!" Five books of forty-two chapters slapped on the table.

Su Ang: "......"

Mother, is your head convulsive? Or is my life bad?

I finally threw out three copies of the Forty-Two Chapters Sutra, and I saw five of them, and eight of them were all together.

"My name is Qianlong!"

Qianlong's hand was pressed on the table, motionless: "You may think my head is convulsive, but this is not the case, five books of forty-two chapters are in my hand, and I see the other three, it is obvious that this is the plan of the ancestors When it should blossom and bear fruit, it is me Qianlong who gets the dragon vein!"

Hearing this, Su Ang laughed, straightened his expression, and saluted: "The lower officials pay a visit to the Emperor Sun and the Great." ”

"And with the title of an imperial grandson?"

Qianlong didn't laugh angrily: "That's it, a person like you, I should have thought that you would only recognize royal orthodoxy, but it doesn't matter, after getting the dragon vein, I am the royal orthodoxy recognized by my ancestors, and I am the only saint in heaven and earth, only I can seek a glimmer of life for heaven and earth." ”

He suddenly raised his head and shouted: "The great cause is just around the corner! For the sake of the world and for all living beings...... He Shen, Ji Xiaolan, kill them!"

In an instant, He Shen and Ji Xiaolan glanced at each other.

A Qingjun, a little chubby face, but at the same time flashed a fierce murderous machine, raised his hand, and the sky was like a curtain, torn down by them.

There were many people around them, the strongest and the weakest was Hanlin, but at this time, their eyes were bloodied at the same time, and they hugged their heads and roared in pain.

Bachelors cast the palace of literature, scholars give birth to treasures, the so-called Hanlin, is to build their own yamen in the palace of literature.

In the palace of literature, a hall is built, eight side rooms, and sixty pavilions, and the sacrificial remains are guarded by ghosts, and the illusion of the yamen can gather the power of all ghosts, and it is incomparable, but at this time, the palace of the Hanlin people is broken, and the yamen is also in vain.

Those ghosts who guarded the yamen also all disintegrated into nothingness.

There was an old man with a thin face, who roared in pain: "Ji Xiaolan, you are not for the royal orthodoxy, but you seek power and usurp the throne for the sake of an emperor's grandson? You, you, you actually destroyed my Wen Palace, how can you destroy my yamen? In my yamen, there are Tang Bin and Zhao Shenqiao guarding them! They are all Qing officials who are no less than yours, how can you do it?"

Tang Bin has been an honest official all his life, diligent and loving the people, no matter where he is in politics, he can make a clear distinction between public and private, sympathetic to the people's feelings, honest and honest, and is known as "Tang Qingtian" by the people, known as "tofu soup".

Zhao Shenqiao's incorruptibility can compete with Hai Rui of the Ming Dynasty, and he was praised by Kangxi as the first clean official in the world.

It can be said that these two people, both of whom are Ji Xiaolan's old-timers.

But at this time, Ji Xiaolan smiled slightly.

He said in a low voice: "Although He Shen is a dog thing, he is right, when the disaster is relieved, the Qing officials use rice to provide disaster relief, but there are really no corrupt officials who embezzle eighty percent, and the remaining two percent are exchanged for bran disaster relief, so this corrupt official and clean official, I Ji Xiaolan don't care for a long time." ”

"Ji Xiaolan, you are a son of man in vain!

Yu Jackie Chan scolded.

His Wen Palace has been shattered, and his soul is overflowing into a small point of light, and the pain at this time is not something that others can imagine.

But he endured it and didn't die, it seemed that he just wanted to scold Ji Xiaolan.

"There's no need to scold, it's useless to scold the dead. ”

Ji Xiaolan gave up her hand to Jackie Chan, and suddenly shattered the Wen Palace, shattering into a bright purple glitter with a smile.

"What should be done, I did it, but I'm sorry for you, brother, I'm sorry for your honest colleagues, this kind of sorry, I paid it back with my life. ”

As soon as these words came out, Yu Chengchan was stupid, sighed, and died quietly.

He Shen's face was happy, and he hurriedly cried bitterly, "Big cigarette stick, why are you doing this...... Poof!"

Su Ang was watching this play of 'cat crying mouse fake mercy', and suddenly, the seven orifices were bleeding, as if Ao Bai, who had died a long time ago, rushed into the sky and grabbed three books of forty-two chapters.

also gave Heshen a kick in his heart.

Then, Ao Bai appeared on the table between Su Ang and Qianlong, and took the other five books with him.

"The dragon vein is my worship!"

Ao Bai laughed, was about to crush Qianlong's head, and then fled, but a sharp sword had already penetrated his heart.

What's going on?

Ao Bai looked down and found that the sword came from Su Ang's hand, to be exact, it fell from Su Ang's cuff, and shot out of a small wooden plaque.

"The Red Flower Society, the Incense Lord's Order?"

Ao Bai didn't understand why a mere piece of incense would shoot a sharp sword, and why he could kill him? He had to explode and wanted to kill Su Ang, but he only had the last bit of strength left.

"I can't get it, and none of you can get it!"

He took a breath and did not kill Su Ang, but blew all the forty-two chapters into ashes.