Su Ang continued to study the ink, and with the pen that the court had equipped for the officials, he slowly picked up the new white iron slip.

As if he remembered something, he turned his head and asked the little pavilion pawn: "Murong Chen's side, has it been arranged?"

"It's arranged, just wait for your carriage to appear. ”

"What about Zhao Xin?"

"He was still kneeling outside, wanting you to give him a death, he said that he knew that he was wrong, his life was brought back from Xichu, if you don't speak, he is not qualified to commit suicide, and he has to continue to live and be embarrassed. ”

“pi！”

Su Ang was so angry that he gritted his teeth: "Beat him for me, until he feels comfortable." He also admonished: "Remember, control the force, don't really hurt people." ”

"Understood. ”

The little pavilion guard shouted a soldier to order him to go down, this little pavilion pawn who is always squirming, and now there are many soldiers under his hands.

He didn't go in person, and looked back at Su Ang: "My lord, you better take a rest, you haven't rested for seven or eight hours." ”

"Wait for the morning meeting. ”

"It's still two hours before the morning meeting. ”

The little pavilion wanted to persuade like this, but his temperament was like this, he listened to everything Su Ang said, and he couldn't say anything to persuade him.

At this time, the mountain ghost came with his hand, pulled Su Ang to sit down, handed over a cup of tea, and rubbed Su Ang's temples on both sides.

How else to say that my daughter is a caring little padded jacket, the mountain ghost smiled and said: "You, let's take a break, the hot tea that my daughter just brewed is a leaf before Qingming, very pretty." ”

"Ugh. "Suang was stunned.

The tea is fragrant,

But......

You massage it, massage it, some indescribable area, don't put it on the back of my head, okay?

I'm your father.

Godfather is also a father!

Bastard, which broken county duke sent the mountain ghost!

......

In the morning meeting, a ray of morning sun pierced the sky.

At the gate of the meeting hall, Murong Bai and the other five Shangliuqing greeted each other.

Their smiles were full of faces, which became a stark contrast to the gloomy faces of Gongsun Fu, Zhao Qingliu and others.

Other officials are also discussing:

"Xiao Wubo didn't come to the court again, it seems that he really doesn't want the job of poetry examiner. ”

"The chief examiner, dozens of good protégés, also complain about Lord Murong and their unscrupulous attempts to jam Xiao Wubo. ”

"Ho ho, it's really unscrupulous, threatening the lives of other people's comrades. ”

"How can it be said that it is a threat? Murong Chen is a disciple of the Murong family, and as the head of the family, Lord Murong can deal with it as he wants, this is the rule, not unscrupulous. ”

"Black, can it really be whitewashed!"

"Justice is in the hearts of the people!"

Murong Bai heard the voices of the officials arguing, but instead greeted Gongsun Fu with a smile.

Yao Guo did not say that he was punished for his words, the officials could say whatever they wanted, anyway, he took advantage of it, and he won.

With Murong Chen's life in his hands, Su Ang had no choice.

Can you control me if I kill one of my own people?

If you dare to continue to compete for the position of examiner, I will dare to kill, can you manage it!

Hahaha!

Murong Bai almost wanted to laugh out loud.

"Master Sangu Young Master, that beloved disciple of yours, why didn't he come to the court today?" Murong Bai leaned over and asked.

The water dog must be beaten, and Gongsun Fu's face must be pulled.

They have different political views from Gongsun Fu, and they are already like fire and water, and hitting Gongsun Fu has become Murong Bai's favorite and most willing pleasure in his life.

But at this time, Gongsun Fu looked behind him.

Murong Bai's face changed, and he suddenly looked back, and happened to see Su Ang wearing Xiao Wubo's official robe, but instead of wearing a white jade crown, he walked with his hair scattered.

A strand of white hair fluttered in the wind along with the full head of black hair, with a sense of maturity and vastness.

"Little Uncle Wu is here!"

"What is Master Su doing when he comes to the court? Isn't this in a hurry to be slapped in the face by Shang Liuqing!"

"Hey, I have a bad feeling, looking at Lord Su's appearance, he is not good. ”

The officials talked again, and Murong Bai's face turned white for a moment.

Dongguan Da Sikong Meng Fei came over and said, "The person who came is not good, Brother Murong, we seem to have a little bit of a fork, the Su family is too young." ”

That's right, Su Jiazi is too young.

When you are young, you will be impulsive, impulsive, and easy to do bad things.

Su Jiazi came to the court at this time, didn't he want to completely turn his face with them, right?

Murong Bai couldn't help but glance at Gongsun Fu and Zhao Qingliu.

They had different political views from the two and fought with each other, but there was never a real turn of face.

Their status is too high, their strength is too strong, if they really turn their faces and really fight with all their strength and forces, the entire Yao country will be in turmoil.

Su Jiazi, you can't be so stupid as crazy, right?

"It's fine. ”

Murong Bai said in a low voice: "Didn't we say okay, the Su family may go crazy, but Gongsun Fu and Zhao Qingliu can't go crazy, and Dawang Qing will not allow us to really turn our faces." ”

"Oh, that's right. ”

Meng Fei was relieved.

If it's just a little martial artist, you'll be crazy.

If they really turned their faces, Gongsun Fu and Zhao Qingliu would not dare to interfere, and Dawang Qing would not allow these two to interfere.

Just a Su family, they pinched it to death casually.

............

"Kamichao~~~"

The elongated tone of the inner official came out, and the door of the hall opened with a bang.

Dozens of officials in charge of the death of millions of Li people in the Yao Kingdom entered the court and also sat down in turn, but the high Wang Qing put his black and golden eyes only on Su Ang's body.

Dawang Qing's personal guard, Yao Liulang, who was dressed in silver armor, had a wry smile on his face, staring at Su Ang with a little grievance.

Su Ang remained motionless.

Suang lowered his eyelids.

When the officials announced that the court meeting had really begun, they suddenly flew down and said sonorously: "The court war!"

"Su Jiazi, you dare!" Murong Bai reflexively roared.

"Oh, why don't you dare?"

Su Ang was laughing, smiling meaningfully, but that smile had a cold taste of ten.

His eyes were glowing, and for a moment, a black-gold light like the king's clear eyes appeared.

"Sword intent!" Wang Qing's fingers paused.

Sword intent is not an ordinary thing, in Ren Xia, it is also something that only rangers can have.

How could his little junior brother have such a thing? He's Wen Jie!

Dawang Qing added another point to Su Ang in his heart, frowned, and asked, "Why are you fighting?"

"Of course, it's because of the examiner's position. ”

Su Ang bowed his hand to Wang Qing, and then asked Murong Bai with a smile: "I have to ask why the lower official doesn't dare? Regarding poetry, the lower official said that he was the second within a radius of a hundred miles from his own mansion, and no one in Shangguan's Murong Mansion dared to say that he was the first, right......?

Su Ang laughed: "Could it be that if the lower official fights for it, one of the lower officials' comrades will die?"

"That's not for sure. Murong Baiyin measured it, and directly made it clear.

He was not a face-saving man in the first place.

His way of writing is to control people's hearts.

But at this time, Su Angle was happy: "Okay, amazing, but the thirteen brothers of my family went to visit a certain comrade this morning, and they want to eat and live with a certain comrade, of course, if a certain comrade is poisoned, he must also be poisoned, if he is killed, he will definitely be killed, and then, the revenge of revenge, the chaos of chaos." ”

"What?" Murong Bai was completely stunned.

Not only Murong Bai, but also the Great Wang Qing, the Three Gu and the Three Dukes, the other Shangliuqing, and the officials of the Manchu Dynasty were all stunned.

They knew that a certain comrade Su Ang was talking about must be Murong Chen.

However, they didn't expect that Su Ang had no intention of borrowing the power of Gongsun Fu and Zhao Qingliu at all.

just shouted Yao Thirteen, and used Yao Thirteen's shameless tricks to block the pulse of the big priest!

As long as he dares to kill Murong Chen, Yao 13 will dare to die!

As soon as Yao Thirteen died, the Hou Yao family will definitely not die with the Murong family!

"Humph!"

Suddenly, a cold snort sounded, Murong Bai's old face turned pale all of a sudden, and Mu Mu looked at Wang Qing's position.

He didn't look at Da Wang Qing, but the one behind Da Wang Qing.

The sixth son of the Hou Yao family, and also the personal guard of Dawang Qing, Xiao Xiangyu with an iron face and a sword, Yao Liulang of the Yao family!

"King Qiyu, the thirteenth brother of my family has never seen his mother since he was a child, we ......"

Yao Liulang didn't finish his words, but he was Wang Qing's personal guard, but he opened his mouth arrogantly, obviously protecting Yao Thirteen to the end.

If Murong Bai really killed Yao Thirteen, Murong Bai must die, and the Murong family must be destroyed.

Of course, Xiao Wu Bo Suang can't live either.

Yao Liulang was so angry that he trembled, Su Ang, Su Ang, are you putting your net worth and life on the ground......

"Korean War!" Murong Bai had no choice.

He can't let Su Ang be the chief examiner, and he can't threaten Su Ang with Murong Chen, so there is only a Korean war.

Let's fight a dozen first, and then delay for a while.

Su Ang is also a human being, as long as he is a human being, he can find a way to deal with Su Ang.

At this time, for the first time, Murong Bai glanced at Su Ang fiercely with his cold eyes, with his full Jinshi majesty, and with his noble status as the chief secretary of the Qiuguan.

He looked at Su Ang squarely.

Su Ang also looked at him, smiling and groaning, ready to ...... Fight.

......

............

..................

Boom!

Bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

The beginning of the Korean War was peaceful, and the result was natural.

Murong Bai was slapped in the face again.

The other Shangliuqing were handed over to Gongsun Fu and others to deal with, and Su Ang caught Murong Bai and gave him a slap after a slap, all of which were slapped in the face.

This scene is a bit laughable.

"Hehe, Xiao Wubo, this is angry. ”

"It's a bit petty, after all, no matter how much you fight, you can't beat it to death, but Lord Murong is a scholar. ”

"Forget it, it's okay to let him be angry, Master Su is still very young. ”

The officials thought so, and Da Wang Qing also felt that it was just like this.

Whether Murong Bai is the great priest of Qiuguan or a strong man in the Jinshi civil rank, what else can the little junior brother do except be able to spread fire.

Forget it, just let him vent his anger.

Da Wang Qing felt bored, holding his cheeks with his palms, and watched Su Ang beat people with no match, but at this time, Su Ang's eyes suddenly flashed with the same black and gold cold light as him.

Black gold?

This is, the sword intent of killing!

Dawang Qing was startled, and suddenly remembered that Murong Bai had stimulated Su Ang so much that he even comprehended the sword intent, how could this little junior brother of his own be satisfied and just angry?

So, what is the little junior brother going to do?

Before Wang Qing could figure it out, he saw Su Ang feel something out of his cuff.

Boom!

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