The four words of relatives arbitrarily are indeed a tight spell on Zhao's head.

Zhao Xuanji opened his eyes and looked at Fan Zhongming expressionlessly, "In this way, because of this matter, your paradigm is already resentful of the Zhao family and the old man. That's why you colluded with Beihu to murder my Zhao family?"

Fan Zhongming has already let himself out, he has no scruples at the moment, and sneered: "This battle has made the paradigm realize that in the face of power struggle, there is no black and white, no right and wrong, no honor and disgrace, and no justice, some are just success or failure!"

"The momentum of civil officials is already in full swing, even if the rank of the generals is noble, in the peaceful season when there is not much military merit and no use, there is no way to wrestle with others, we can only bear the blame, and fame and fortune will only belong to others!

"In the final analysis, this world is still respected by the strong, and if the paradigm does not completely decline, it can only rely on the strong! Although my paradigm is resentful, if there is no immediate practical benefit, how can I participate in the action against you?"

Zhao Xuanji nodded, "It's good that you admit that Paradigm is involved in this conspiracy." Say, who promised you real benefits?"

Fan Zhongming, who was emotionally out of control, knew that he was speechless, his face turned pale, but he just stared at Zhao Xuanji viciously and never spoke again.

"If you don't say it, we won't necessarily know it. Zhao Ning suddenly spoke, he listened to this for a long time, and he already realized in his heart, "Manchaotang, except for the prime minister who is above 10,000 people under one person, who else dares to seek to weaken the Zhao family?"

Fan Zhongming shut up.

When Zhao Ning looked over, Zhao Xuanji shook his head and sighed: "The dispute between the civil and military forces of the Great Qi Dynasty has indeed reached the point where it does not make any sense. But what you don't know is that the court has been treacherous in recent years, and the civil and military disputes are just the tip of the iceberg, and there has long been chaos in the whirlpool of power.

In this complicated situation, the Zhao family also has to be cautious and wise to protect themselves. Although we are the first nobles of Jiangmen, in the final analysis, we are only one of the eighteen nobles.

"What the old man didn't expect was that in order to completely weaken the generals, collect the military power of the world in the center, realize the situation of civilian officials controlling military generals and completely controlling the power of the country, those civilian officials have reached this point by unscrupulous means, and they will collude with Beihu!"

Zhao Ning was silent for a while.

The government and the opposition of the Great Qi Dynasty have always looked down on Beihu, let alone the prime minister with an extraordinary status? He will definitely not take Beihu in his eyes.

If this matter is really controlled by the prime minister behind his back, he is afraid that he is just using Beihu as a knife. Give him a hundred brains, and he can't imagine how much Beihu's strength and ambition have swelled to now.

When Taizu opened the dynasty and founded the country, there were eighteen generals of Kaiyuan in martial arts, and there were also civil and official groups in terms of cultural governance, which were called the thirteen talents of Kaiyuan, and then thirteen scholarly families were also formed. When the prime minister of the dynasty came from the thirteen families.

In fact, whether it is the eighteen nobles of the Jiangmen or the thirteen civil officials, in fact, most of them were already big families before the opening of the Great Qi Dynasty. Each of them has solid roots and profound heritage, and it is not because of their meritorious achievements at the beginning of the dynasty that the carp jumped into the dragon gate.

Of course, among the eighteen nobles and thirteen sects, there are also those who were cold before, and they rose from the dragon's skill, but the number is very small.

The children of the noble family will serve in the military after they become officials, and the toshihiko of the family will enter the civil service sequence. These young people don't have to go through any exams, they just need to be recommended, that is, they enjoy the family shadow.

The separation of civil and military forces in the Great Qi Dynasty is a rule established when the current dynasty was founded, but this was not the case in the previous dynasty.

Corresponding to the family family, it is the way of the children of the poor family to take the imperial examination. The imperial examination is not a new thing in this dynasty, it has existed in previous dynasties. Since the method of selecting materials for the Jiupin Zhongzheng system was abandoned by the imperial court, the imperial examination came into being.

In Zhao Ning's mind, the chaos of the power struggle in the imperial court is inseparable from the above circumstances.

At this time, Zhao Ning suddenly realized that in his previous life, the Zhao family was attacked and killed, and he was afraid that it was the inevitable product of the civil and military struggle and power struggle of the Great Qi!

The reason why the Northern Hu cultivators' plot to kill the Zhao clan succeeded was only to take advantage of the east wind of the power dumping within the Great Qi.

"After the current Daizhou City incident, the Zhao family has avoided repeating the mistakes of the past. But if my family and I really want to avoid the fate of our previous life and defeat the Beihu invasion to protect the Great Qi country, it is far more complicated than I imagined!"

Thinking of this, Zhao Ning's heart moved, and he looked at Fan Zhongming, who was waiting for death with his eyes closed, and his eyes changed a lot.

He said: "Fan Zhongming, have you ever thought about how the big man you want to deal with after the failure to deal with the Zhao family, regardless of whether he is the prime minister or not, will treat your paradigm?"

Fan Zhongming didn't move.

Zhao Ning continued: "You should understand that as long as you have something to do with this matter, no matter whether the thing is successful or not, the paradigm will be criticized by the Zhao family after the fact.

"The reason why you dare to do it without hesitation is because you feel that once the thing succeeds, there will be no empirical evidence, even if the Zhao family retaliates, as long as that big man appreciates you and supports you, you can gain more than you lose.

"But now the situation is different, not only did this matter fail, but you were also caught by us on the spot, and you have an unclear relationship with Beihu. You say, what will that big man think of you?

"Since the paradigm can't even do such a thing, it is useless to the extreme, and there is no value at all. And not to mention that his hard work has been wasted, and all those involved in this will also hate you. So what's the use of keeping the paradigm? It's better to uproot you!

"In this way, on the one hand, you can calm the anger of the Zhao family and give the Zhao family an explanation, on the other hand, your paradigm is also a famous family, and under the fall, you can also free up a lot of official positions and give up a lot of benefits, which is enough for them to divide up, make up for the losses, and reduce the grievances in their hearts.

"And your paradigm is gone, everyone won't feel a pity, no one will stand up for you, for the generals, you are traitors, ruined the hearts of the people, and for the civilian clique, you are even more to eat the meat on their plates, no benefit and harmlessness!

"So, after that, the paradigm will disappear, and it will disappear without any waves. Fan Zhongming, do you say yes or no?"

When Zhao Ning was halfway through speaking, Fan Zhongming suddenly opened his eyes, and the more he listened, the more he listened, the more he listened, the more fear in his eyes grew, and then he couldn't help but tremble!

"No! No, no, no! Zhao Ning, you are talking nonsense, I won't believe it!"

Fan Zhongming's facial features were twisted and he roared, spitting stars flying wildly, and his voice was so loud that it spread half a mile away, as if he could convince himself in this way.

Zhao Ning didn't argue with Fan Zhongming, but instead looked at Fan Qinglin, who was pale, "You say, am I right?"

Fan Qinglin opened his mouth, wanting to say something wrong, but after all, he couldn't deceive himself, so he could only lower his head.

Suddenly, he raised his head again, his eyes were intertwined with hope, fear, and anxiety, and asked tentatively: "You, are you telling us this, do you want to help us?

A smile appeared at the corner of Zhao Ning's mouth, and under the dim lights of the pavilion, it looked dark and mysterious, "Why should the Zhao family do something that is not beneficial?"

"We can confess, we know everything, we have to say everything! Zhao Ning, Zhao Gongzi, you also want to know, who is dealing with you, right? You also have to be on guard and fight back, everything we know is said, everything is said, everything is said, everything is ......said."

Fan Qinglin walked to Zhao Ning on his knees, grabbed his robe, and looked up with a teary face, "Please, let the paradigm go, give the paradigm a chance, the paradigm, the paradigm will know the kindness, and in the future, only the Zhao family will look forward!"

Zhao Qiyue, who was sitting on the beauty with one leg crossed, glanced at Zhao Xuanji, who was sitting at the stone table, and both saw each other's surprised faces. Then they looked at Zhao Ning, who was holding a folding fan and standing under the eaves of the pavilion, his eyes were full of appreciation, praise and expectation.

In the face of Fan Qinglin's plea, Zhao Ning did not squint and was indifferent, "You can see accurately, react quickly, and know that the collapse of the paradigm is imminent, so you want to accept a petition to hug the big tree of the Zhao family, in exchange for the vitality and future of the paradigm?"

"But don't forget, your father and son colluded with Zhao Yujie before, and even sent someone to assassinate this son on the street, causing many Zhao cultivators to die.

Fan Qinglin was stunned, his face was like ashes for a moment, but soon his face was full of hope, "The previous thing was that the paradigm did something wrong, we should pay the price, give the Zhao family victims an explanation, as long as the Zhao family is willing to give the paradigm a chance to follow and be loyal, you can do whatever you let me do!"

"Good!"

Zhao Ning backhanded out a long knife from the waist of the nearby Zhao cultivator, threw it on the ground, and said coldly to Fan Zhongming and Fan Qinglin: "I want a life! You father and son, you must die one, choose for yourself." ”

Fan Qinglin, who was holding Zhao Ning's robe, stiffened, and Fan Zhongming's shoulders shook.

In an instant, needles could be heard inside and outside the pavilion.

Compared with the fate and future of the entire paradigm, the lives of their father and son together are not worth mentioning.

In just an instant, Fan Zhongming pounced forward.

For a moment, his face changed several times.

After his son was caught by Zhao Ning, he was tortured to the point that he was not human, but he never said anything, just now he was still hesitating to imagine whether there would be a second way for the paradigm, but the other party weighed the pros and cons early, and decisively begged Zhao for mercy, which brought a ray of life to the paradigm, and this mind is also stronger than himself......

He has more than one son, although Qinglin has a good talent and an extraordinary mind, but before this, he was not his favorite, is it worth it to lose his life for him?

Of course it's worth it! My own sons, each of them is the meat of my heart, for them, the sword mountain and the sea of fire are also gone, what is death?

Fan Zhongming, who had made up his mind, moved quickly, and his hand was already about to grasp the handle of the knife.

But someone is faster than him.

Seeing the long knife disappear from the ground, he looked up in horror.

Fan Qinglin was already holding the knife in both hands and held it across his neck.

The place where the long knife fell, it was closer to him, so he took the lead.

Fan Zhongming was in a hurry, and he got up to grab it.

He saw his son's resolute eyes.

It was a reluctant goodbye.

"Qinglin, put down the knife, for the father to let you put the knife down......!"

Poof, the blood springs soaring.

With a clang, the long knife fell to the ground, Fan Qinglin fell into Fan Zhongming's arms, blood gushed from his neck, no matter how the latter tried to block it, it was to no avail.

"Father, father, child...... You have several sons, but I only have one father, and on weekdays, I may be dissatisfied with you and have something I don't understand, but as a son of man, how can I watch you die in front of me?"

Fan Qinglin, whose chest was violently undulating, swallowed blood, his eyes were wide, and the brilliance in his pupils gradually disappeared and became empty, but the fear, uneasiness, unwillingness and nostalgia in it were still so clear and intense.

He is only eighteen years old, his great life has just begun, he has not seen enough of the prosperity of the world, has not appreciated enough Qinglou music, mountains and rivers, there are too many wonderful things in the world waiting for him to discover, he still has relatives, has friends, he doesn't want to die, he doesn't want to die.

His voice became urgent, and the horror in his eyes was also extremely thick, one hand grabbed Fan Zhongming's sleeve, and struggled with all his might: "Father, child, go first, father...... Father, I'm cold, hug ....... Embrace...... Father, you've been for three years...... It's been three years since I had a birthday for my child, my child, my child thinks so much, I think so much......"

The hand that grabbed Fan Zhongming's sleeve loosened, and the undulating sound stopped abruptly, the brilliance in Fan Qinglin's eyes finally dissipated, and his head drooped weakly. The rest of the words never had a chance to be spoken, only the blood was still gushing out of the throat.

"No, Qinglin!

Fan Zhongming's crying was so sad that he couldn't bear to hear it, and it was heard far away in the night sky.