"It should be the officers and soldiers who came to search."

Chu Qinghe raised his hand and signaled everyone not to act rashly.

"Today, the monarchs have brought disaster to my Chu family, although I Chu Qinghe has a grudge in my heart, but the wood has become a boat, and it is useless to say more."

"I only have one request, once the chaos starts, you should protect my wife and daughter to leave, otherwise I, Chu Qinghe, will not let go of everyone present even if I turn into a powerful ghost."

At this point, Chu Qingge lowered his head and was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath.

"Your anti-winning feat, I admire it again."

"I am willing to go with you."

Raise your hands and clench your fists.

Chu Qinghe is a scholar, he has lived in peace in this life, and he only wants to be stable for a lifetime.

Since Da Ying unified the six countries, he has been begging for a life in the Lieyang Mansion, and it is precisely because in the mansion that he can see more tyranny and oppression of the people that ordinary people can't see.

Even the capital city of Lieyang is like this, let alone other places where the Heavenly High Emperor is far away.

Deep down in his heart, Chu Qinghe hated these rampant extortions extremely much, and even hated the entire Winning Court.

But he knew that he had a wife and children to raise, and he also knew that he was just an ordinary mustard, a weak scholar, and he had no power to subvert the world.

However, at this moment, there is no way back.

Since there is no way out, instead of being the obedient sheep who stays, it is better to be chic and heroic, and also to be a husband who swallows mountains and rivers like a tiger.

Xiang Beiliang looked solemn and raised his hand to clench his fist.

"The Duke of Chu is righteous, and I am fortunate to be able to go with the Duke of Chu."

The twelve big men also clasped their fists and saluted.

"I'm waiting for luck!"

Chu Qinghe shook his head with a smile and looked at Song Ao beside him.

"Madame, you can blame me."

looked at Song Ao with pity and guilt in his eyes.

Smiling like a flower, Song Ao raised her hand and brushed the white hair on Chu Qinghe's sideburns, this was the second time she had seen Chu Qinghe like this.

"Do you remember how we met?"

Chu Qinghe paused, and then smiled.

"Of course I remember, at that time, you were in such trouble, in order to save you, I was chased by more than a dozen ruffians for seven or eight streets, my clothes were torn to shreds, and I was extremely embarrassed."

"But at that moment."

Song Ao's eyes were slightly red.

"I identify you."

Sincere feelings, the other fourteen men in this room, even the iron-handed ghost Mo Dongfeng, are all touched by it.

And Chu Yu was even more in tears, she only saw her mother beating and scolding her father on weekdays, and she never knew that her parents were so together.

"Almost, it's time for you to go."

A voice shattered the touching picture.

Chu Ci stood at the door, scanning the people in the room.

He had reached the rank of junior grandmaster, and Chu Qinghe's words just now were naturally heard clearly.

This made Chu Ci's impression of Chu Qinghe change.

In Chu Ci's impression, Chu Qinghe is a rigid and serious scholar, who doesn't make trouble, doesn't dare to cause trouble, and even has some cowardice.

But after today.

Chu Ci is willing to call Chu Qinghe, a real man.

"Nine songs?"

"What are you?"

Chu Qinghe was stunned for a moment, not understanding what his son's words meant.

"What, your Xiang clan still wants to celebrate the New Year in my Chu family?"

Chu Ci spoke lightly, and then turned away.

Inside the house.

Xiang Beiliang and Mo Dongfeng glanced at each other, nodded to each other, and walked quickly towards the outside of the house.

A few minutes later.

The night was shrouded, and outside the small gate of the backyard of Chu Mansion, more than a dozen corpse trucks were parked, and a strong bloody smell was pungent.

In front of these corpse carts, it was not horses that pulled the carts, but huge unknown objects wrapped in black robes.

Others didn't know, but Chu Ci knew that under the black robe were monsters that were controlled.

"This is..."

Xiang Beiliang and the others looked at the blooded corpses under the white cloth, and they all looked stunned.

"If you want to live, go in by yourself."

The court was robbed, and Prime Minister Li Quan and eunuch Gao Yao ordered the city gate to be blocked as soon as possible, but Dengxian Tower was independent of the court and belonged directly to the first emperor.

Except for the words of the First Emperor, the words of others can be ignored.

What's more, this is the car used by Dengxian Tower to transport corpses, and if these things are not transported, it is easy to cause a plague.

Therefore, Chu Ci found that when some officers and soldiers were searching Qianjin Street, they immediately went back to Dengxian Tower to find Shao Si Ming and transferred the corpse transport team, with Zhu Xiongying's body speed, there was enough time.

In a way, Shao Si Ming now wears a pair of pants with him.

This little favor, there is no reason not to help.

After thinking for a second, Xiang Beiliang waved his hand, including Xiang Tianyu, all of them chose a car and got in, enduring the rancid smell and blood.

"In the future, but there is a need, the Xiang clan will go to the soup!"

Xiang Beiliang, who was the last to enter the car and hide under the corpse, looked at Chu Ci and made a promise with his fists.

"Let's go."

Chu Ci said lightly.

Promise this thing, it's not worth a dime.

'Bell bell'.

At the front of the convoy, Ah Qiang, who was wearing a Yin-Yang Warlock robe and a whiteboard mask in Dengxian Tower, shook the bell in his hand, and these black robes were all towed one after another.

Looking at the corpse transport vehicle that was gradually moving away under the starry night, Chu Ci did not retract his gaze for a long time, and Chu Qinghe was the same.

"You saw her."

"You saw it too."

"Why don't you stop?"

"Why didn't you stop it?"

Song Ao on the side couldn't help but say goodbye, tears were already in his eyes, and he glared at Chu Qinghe and Chu Ci fiercely.

"Whatever dumb riddles you play, shut up for me!"

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……

"Your mother told you to shut up. (Your wife told you to shut up). ”

Father and son spoke in unison.

After a moment of silence, Chu Ci said.

"Dad, I'm actually surprised that you will let my little sister leave with this gang by default."

"What if you don't agree? Do you not think about watching her tea and dinner every day, and wash your face with tears? Your father and I have been young, and I know the love of children, which is the most heartbreaking. ”

"Instead of locking her in the house and sorrowful, let her go with her heart."

Chu Qinghe's words once again refreshed Chu Ci's impression of him, in the background of this era, it is rare for parents to be so open-minded.

'Alas, blood loss. ’

'Bai did a favor, and took a sister, this business is too cost-effective, and when this clan is in the world, he must come to the door to collect a wave of dowry. ’

Although he said so, looking at the carriage in the distance, Chu Ci looked relieved.

People live a lifetime, and they live a life, not a regret.

If you pursue someone or something you believe in, you will not regret it, regardless of the final result.

At least when you look back, you have a smile on your face, not the 'what if'.

The heart is not cold, the blood is not cold, the young man is righteous, and he walks with songs.

Chu Yu, Chu Yansi.

Go with the people you want to be with and do what you want to do.

This destiny, for my brother to help you change.

In addition to warning Xiang Tianyu not to do those few things.

Chu Ci also thought of a good idea.

Since you don't kill Xiang Tianyu, who is analogous to the overlord, then you can slaughter the one who is the pavilion chief!

Even if you don't kill him, you can lock him up for ten or eight years.

He decided, he would go to Shao Siming tomorrow to discuss this matter, since everyone was wearing a pair of pants, it was not natural to help find someone.

Curves save the country, why not.

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At this time.

A middle-aged hooligan in a certain place and a certain mountain who is falling into the grass: ????