Desertion.

Xianyang Street is full of autumn frost, the twilight drum is beating dangerously, and the drum is eager to rumble and urge people's souls, the government that has become a virtual existence, the precarious law, has lost the fairness it should have.

The people's livelihood is full of complaints, and everyone has a heart of self-danger.

Desertion.

It was not only Hu Hai who persecuted all the Ying clans who could endanger his throne and fled.

It is also the escape of heroes and nobles.

"The words of the snake snake come from the mouth. Clever words are like springs, and the face is thick."

"Who is he, the moose of the river. No fist, no courage, the job is chaotic. It is both small and good, and Eryong Yihe. For the Jews will be many, and the disciples will be geometric."

Daqin students and toddlers sang ballads about female cadres in power, satirizing the wanton killing of heroes by those in power.

But it didn't take long.

When the autumn leaves are swept across, they have already fallen into mud and trampled.

The government shuttled through the streets like locusts, bringing shocking disasters.

This scene fell in the eyes of Li Yue, the daughter of Li Si, who was sitting upright in the high-rise building of Lufang, and played with the melodious and lonely Xun in her ears, raising the complexity in her heart, like a dream, like a real and false fluctuation.

Isn't it?

The flourishing fruit is sucked into the skin, and the New Deal does not need to blow and blow in it.

It's really in a dream.

Li Yue retracted his gaze and looked at Xiao He, who was leaning against the window and blowing a whistle.

Xiao He Qingsi hung down, the unique wooden hairpin was gently goodbye, he lowered his eyes and focused on blowing Xun, and a simple green clothes wore a noble and extremely restrained on him.

He is the same as Han Fei.

Blowing Xun is the pinnacle of the realm, and the competition is the state of mind at the back.

The child named Xiao He in front of him, although the blowing Xun sounds like there is no self, if there is a wind blowing, it is a pear blossom fluttering petals.

But Li Yue will never hear it wrong.

He has desires in his heart, desires for power, desires for domination.

It's the same person as her father.

When I thought of my father Li Si's desire for profit, and wrote down such a strategy for harming the country.

Li Yue was excited, and the things that were originally hidden in his heart were turned upside down like a cabinet turned upside down, overlapping with Xiao He who looked like a god in front of him and had no rhyme.

Xiao He sensed that her soul was wandering, and she was becoming more and more impatient.

He accepted Xun at the right time and sent her downstairs.

The guards of the Meng family downstairs are guarding the mother of the Meng family, and the grandson of the Meng family is waiting for her mother, and the grandson of the Meng family does not look like his father, nor does he look like his mother.

They are all the products of Li Yue and Meng Yi's separating appearances.

The infatuated Meng Yi guards a dead shepherdesss alone, but her cold and awe-inspiring husband does his best to protect her face as a woman and the daughter-in-law of the Meng family.

All the children under their knees were orphans adopted on the battlefield.

Li Yue said two words to his filial son, and was about to enter the sedan chair to return home.

Xiao He hugged something and said to her, "Madam, you have something left behind."

Li Yue never brought anything in, so how could he be left behind.

Xiao He was still able to walk down, he lowered his head and said to her already rotten wood in an extremely low voice: "Madame only knows one thing, but I don't know the other, the prime minister understands the righteousness, and the false words of the superintendent are messed up, and the intention is to forbear and get rid of the female worker."

These words came from the mouths of the students who were suppressed by their father and fell into the green brothel.

It's as unbelievable as reversing black and white.

Before Li Yue could react.

Xiao He took out the letter of appointment from his arms, "The prime minister cherishes his talents, and he has already transferred me to Pei County to serve as the chief official, and I am grateful to the prime minister."

"Then why are you here again?"

"Eighty, congratulations, rest for a while."

Li Yue couldn't allow Li Yue to think about it, and was led upstairs by Xiao He's bewitching tone, what is more terrible than a child who has the last hope for his father and is destroyed by his open chest.

Li Yue to Li Si.

Resentment and woe have long been sown.

Clicking is far simpler than Xiao He instigating the uprising of the head of Peixian County.

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"What have you deceived people again, Mrs. Li is still crying like a tearful person when she leaves."

Fang Xiaoxue frowned, holding a drag tray in her hand, and biting her pot helmet in her mouth.

Xiao He drank tea indifferently.

Anyway, the noble lady left and there was more tea, slipped the gold ingots on the table into her pocket, and squeezed her fist to knock the flower pot of love, Fang Xiaoxue took the tea and gurgled, and burped at the end, "Next, do you want to find that person?"

The person she secretly talked about was the thief Liu Bang.

"Your daughter's family follows me around, and now that she is not young, don't you want to settle down and find someone to marry?"

Fang Xiaoxue was stunned.

Over the years, they have indeed followed him around and pulled out the straw to be in charge, what they did was nothing else, it was an uprising with their brains pinned to their waists, and they were afraid of the rights and wrongs of not being able to get rich every day.

Dace felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange at the moment.

Bending his paws to look at the two of them, he lay on the floor and bent to sleep.

She sat down and said vaguely, "If you find someone to marry, can you make more money with you?"

「............」

"In troubled times, it's not easy to make money, I still have to make a fortune."

「........」

"Besides, I think you have a bad eye, and you get on the thief ship at every turn, so I won't follow you to help you take a look."

Fang Xiaoxue diverted the topic and took a bite of the muffin, "Three, that person, is too ruffian, he has to stare at a female mosquito when he sees a female mosquito flying, his mouth is not in tune, and there is no one to guard the door. An old rough man, it's not as good as that Chen, the bird's ambition is to know the ambition of the bird, Gou is rich and noble, don't forget each other."

"And the royal power will be Xiang Ning, a kind?"

There seemed to be a pine shadow in Xiao He's pupils.

Fang Xiaoxue suspected that something was wrong with her ears, so she hurriedly looked around, acting like a thief, "Didn't you say, can't you say it, you want to cut off your head, you, you, you yourself will foul first!"

"The prince will have a kind of peace."

Xiao He leaned his head on the screen, as if sitting on the Iron Horse Binghe: "What a slogan that is unwilling to be at the mercy of fate, it actually comes from the mouth of a small farmer, who is reckless, and he wants to lead a group of superstitious farmers who are superstitious about fish belly and white silk to get rid of fate."

"Is Liu Bang, who you follow, different from the farmer?"

Fang Xiaoxue crossed her waist and said, "Even if it is a Laoshzi ancestor who is nonsense, does anyone really believe it when he says it?"

"Many people speak, but those who hear do not believe."

Xiao He seemed to see through the secret in the curtain: "King Chen Sheng.... Da Chuxing, Chen Shengwang... Rise and fall .... Chen Sheng is doomed."

Fang Xiaoxue felt that her heart was beating fast: "You are here, how do you know about things over there."

"The six kingdoms of Shandong are not kings, Chen Sheng and Wu Guang are chasing which family, but they can't survive because of their crimes, they are overwhelmed by hunger and poverty, and they think that they can eat enough with a bite, just at this time, a group of monkeys hugged over, and the prince will Xiangning have a kind of?"

"In this world, the peasant can also be the king, followed by a group of peasants, even if the big peasants are full, they can't get rid of the inferior nature of the peasants, so they put on a score against a group of lowly peasants, fluttering."

Fang Xiaoxue's heart was shocked: "However, he is the one who is the king."

After all, he is king.

Naturally, in the eyes of the human flesh, there is an extra layer of brilliance, not to mention farting, shit is fragrant.

Xiao He sneered: "What kind of prince will Xiangning have?"

His hand hung on the table, his hollow sleeves hung down, and his face looked at his sleeves dangling, and he spoke in a casual manner.

"Chen Shengde is not respectful, and he is a villain, but he is just a straw that is supported in the farmland, and what he should really be afraid of is what is hidden under the straw."

Fang Xiaoxue colded

Gas.

He was the most calculating man she had ever met.

She didn't know what was hiding underneath, after all, these were the struggles of politicians.

But since he said this, perhaps Liu Bang did have a special talent for his unique appearance and harassment of the women next door.

She didn't argue, and said, "Anyway, I just won't marry, don't block my financial path, if you become a big official, I can still follow you to collect money."

Xiao He's gaze circled around her.

The little girl has already grown into a girl, not a country and a city, but she can be clear when she looks at it, especially the good abacus of counting money with one hand and not being soft, even if she dies, she will definitely be a miser who lives with money.

The man looked into the distance.

The knives of the government downstairs are still unsheathed, the cries of women and children and the begs of the old people for mercy, and the sky falling on the palace tiles are also adding to the steepness, and the tiles are pressed under the haze and filth.

I don't know how my sister has been in the palace recently, but she is well fed and clothed, and she smiles as arbitrarily as she did at the beginning.

After so many years, there has been no news, as if it has disappeared.

He couldn't stay here anymore.

"What about the Book of Mountains and Seas, has it been translated?"

"Nope."

Fang Xiaoxue dodged his eyes, "That Qin Seal is too outrageous, it doesn't apply at all, I don't know many words, let alone write them." In a few months, I will translate it to you when I have read it all."

It is not the blatant veto of the compilers.

Xiao He felt more and more of his good temper, "The things on the list sent last time are wrong, the elbow-length sheepskin list is dense, who grabbed the number of words and theorized with the second aunt of the Zhao family one by one, Qin Zhen, who owes you a son, you know everything."

Speaking of this, I get angry.

Fang Xiaoxue said: "You usually work meticulously for others, and I don't take care of your own affairs, even a shrew can take advantage of you, how much oil and water do you have!"

It turns out.

Whether it is a sage or a fool, do not reason with women.

Xiao He said calmly: "You don't translate the Book of Mountains and Seas, but the Book of Hetuluo."

Fang Xiaoxue's feet were stuck to the floor, her eyes widened when she heard this, and she didn't move.

He continued, "You're not a demon hunter either, you're not a demon hunter at all, and the tattoo on your wrist was painted blindly by you with grass liquid."

"No, I'm the ...... of the Fang family."

"When the officials came to search, your wrist was white, and you lied that you covered it with a potion, and now, can you still wipe it and show me the tattoos on it, the text you translated, anyone can say that the ghost drawing is because you don't know the content at all, so you lie that it is something from your clan, and you dare to use it to deceive me, so fat and bold."

With Xiao He's questioning, Fang Xiaoxue wanted to pull out his wrist that was restraining him, and retreated step by step.

"You're just a peasant woman who grew up in the grassroots, you don't even know a word, so you want to be a disciple in the Vientiane Pavilion, you are such a female liar, you can be regarded as having some real skills."

Xiao He's inexhaustible amorous face was separated by a line that could be called a long time, so that he could still talk and laugh, but now he was asking.

How could he change his face so quickly?

"I'm from a family of monster hunters, but I'm not a monster hunter..."

Fang Xiaoxue opened her mouth to refute.

Unexpectedly, Xiao He didn't look at her anymore, and looked a little strange with his side face, "It doesn't matter if it's okay, even if you are a real demon hunter, there are no demons in the world, what about those demons who are doing evil, have you caught them?"

Fang Xiaoxue listened to it in her ears.

I often don't understand what he says.

His black hair was smooth and soft, and there was a faint smell of soaphorn, which seemed to linger on the tip of his nose.

Fang Xiaoxue felt that when he leaned over like this, it was a bit like gold at his fingertips.

Xiao He let go of her again, leaving Qingjun's back in vain: "I have already translated the Hetuluo book."

It is the guidance of Hetuluoshu, and it is also the master of the Ming deduced by Xiao He.

The remaining scorching heat needs to end as soon as possible, and what he needs is to support the master who is good at forbearance and good at winning people, and return the world to a spring.

Chen Sheng is not.

Xiang Yu, who brutally slaughtered the city, was even more not.

Only Liu Bang's laughter and scolding directly won the hearts of the people and forgived the grassroots of the elderly.

Fang Xiaoxue said, "That's great, save me from translating."

"There's no need for you to stay with me." Before he walked out of the door, he said, "You don't have to divide the gold, it's all yours."

Xiao He just left.

Fang Xiaoxue stood in place.

She couldn't help but feel the pain and loss, like flesh and blood slowly peeling off the bones.

Suddenly remembered that Xiao He took her to survive in the turmoil a few years ago, without weapons, he took a wooden stick to chop left and right, and she took the medicine powder that was ground indiscriminately and sprinkled blindly, at that time the mind was like an entangled mess, no matter when the roots sprouted.

He had no conscience, patted his ass and left.

That's it.

I can only think of his goodness.

This group of politicians who play with pen and ink are really powerful, and in a few words, the enemy army will be defeated under his mouth, and he can still be so graceful when he leaves.

How she wished that Xiao He could stand by the door, raised her eyebrows and said to her, "The play I sang was shown to others, you are stupid, really?"

Fang Xiaoxue was very angry.

But the heavy gold in his arms, as well as the countless family funds he had saved, clearly told her.

The man is gone, the gold is in his hands, what are you angry about?

took out the gold and put it in the mouth of her teeth, and bit it gently, Fang Xiaoxue held it with both hands and closed her eyes, praying for a soothing power from the gold.

The dace at her feet woke up and turned over and arched her with her nose.

It seems to be asking.

Where's that dead ghost daddy?

Fang Xiaoxue couldn't stabilize it any longer, picked up the dace, stomped her feet with the gold, and chased after her angrily: "Over the years, I have accompanied you from birth to death, and the sword mountain and the sea of fire have all broken through, and all you have done are some big things that rebelled and lost your head, just such a little gold, do you want to send it away?" My Xiaoxue can fold anything, but she can't fold a man!"