Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

"Beizhen Fusi?"

When Yang Ju heard these four words, he became angry and scolded:

"Didn't you see your second master being very angry? He came to touch my bad head and commit my bad luck?

Take care of his North Town Fusi and Nanzhen Fusi, all of them are gone! Shut out! "

Because of the Liaodong muddy legs, Liang Guogong lost face several times in a row.

However, the other party is backed by the Beizhen Fusi, and he has the relationship between Qin Tianjian and the East Palace, and he can't be suppressed.

It makes people feel like they are stuck in the throat, which is quite uncomfortable.

"Second Master..."

The butler in the satin robe was scolded by the head covering his face, and he looked embarrassed and did not dare to make a sound.

He had to stand still under the steps of the flower hall, his feet seemed to be stuck, and he didn't move half a step.

She cast her earnest eyes as if asking for help, to the dignified and generous third young lady.

Yang Ping'er's bright eyes flowed, and she was quite obedient and handed a cup of tea over, and said softly:

"Second brother let down his anger, why should he be angry for someone who doesn't have anything to do with it.

The unusual yamen of Beizhen Fusi is the central institution that directly faces the saints.

We still need to know some etiquette, so as not to be held by the censors later and read the previous one. "

Yang Ju's sullen face gradually eased, and she felt that her little sister had some truth.

But he still maintained a hard tone and sneered:

"Let those poor, sour and rotten scholars go to participate! You have nothing to do when you are full all day long, staring at sesame-sized shit!

The Duke's mansion bought more land, and he said that we invaded and occupied fertile fields. When my father held a birthday banquet, he said that he was too extravagant and overstepped the etiquette system... He was used to picking bones!

Fortunately, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has a heart like a mirror and knows who is the humeral minister of Gongzhong Tiguo, and he was not provoked by the Censor's desk!

They don't even think about who is the outsider! "

After listening to the second brother's words, Yang Ping'er frowned lightly, but hesitated.

From the failure of his father to enter the capital before, it can be seen that the attitude of the East Palace is cold, and it may not be that much reliance on the government of Liangguo.

According to her understanding, the Crown Prince, who has been in custody for twenty years, knows how to keep a low profile and keep a low profile, and at the same time check and balance power.

There is also no shortage of decisions to use thunderous means to kill fiercely.

The relationship between the Duke's Mansion and the East Palace may not be as close as it used to be.

"It's already this hour, why hasn't dinner started yet?"

Yang Kui drank a few cups of tea in a row, his anger subsided a lot, and he said:

"Let the people from Beizhen Fusi stand outside the door and wait until I have eaten dinner and filled my stomach, and then talk about other things."

The housekeeper stood with his hands hanging, his face embarrassed, and he said:

"It's a hundred households..."

Yang Ju was quite impatient, thinking about why this servant didn't have the eyesight today, and scolded:

"Hundred households? Small officials of the sixth rank in the district, do you want me to open the middle door, sweep the streets, and kneel down to greet me?

When did the threshold of the state government become so low? ! "

You know, he used to go out to socialize.

When the six senior members saw it, they would sell some thin noodles and call them a nephew.

If the rank is a little lower, the relationship is a little farther, and the origin is a little worse.

Then you have to be respectful and called "Second Young Master".

Like Meng Changhe, a thousand households of the fifth rank, clinging to the mansion of the state, are still servile, not to mention a hundred households of the sixth rank!

"Back to the second master, he said his surname was Ji."

The butler replied with some grievances.

"He also said... he also said that he has the decree of the East Palace in his hand!"

Ji?

Yang Ju's face twitched, her right palm clenched tightly on the armrest of the seat, and her eyes flashed a wicked look.

"Ji Jiulang came to the door? Could it be that he came to Xingshi to ask his guilt?

Well done! Do you think that you can turn the world upside down by relying on the prince's attention?

Funny, let him in! "

He was still sitting on the big chair, motionless, not getting up.

My father was like this on weekdays. He was calm when there was a big event.

A decree from the East Palace, not to let oneself panic, sincerity and fear.

"Second brother, the decree is coming to the mansion, let's go out and greet him."

Yang Ping'er looked at the hurried back of the housekeeper and hesitated.

"Little sister Hutu! We represent the face of my father.

If it is because of a decree, it will go to war and put on a big battle.

When it spread to the ears of outsiders, I thought that the Duke's Mansion had bowed its head to the muddy legs! "

Yang Yu's voice was low, and there seemed to be disdain in his eyes.

"Don't worry, Ji Jiuro can't make any waves.

Even if there is Donggong pulling a tiger's skin as a banner, what can he do?

Is it possible that you still want to imprison me? I am the son of the king! Beizhen Fusi dare to move? ! "

Yang Ping'er was speechless and lowered her head.

She also thinks that the second brother is right, even if Zhao Wulie fails the errand.

However, the rough traces have been wiped clean.

They used the blood eagle dead man, and found Yan Sheng and Meng Changhe, a pair of dead ghosts.

Even if Ji Yuan has irrefutable evidence, how can he be involved in the government of the government?

Taking 10,000 steps back, even if he could be convicted, would Donggong take the huge risk of causing turmoil in the court and offend his father?

"It's just... that those who come are not good, and those who are good don't come.

Several times before, it has all proved that underestimating Ji Jiulang often pays a heavy price. "

Yang Ping'er's heart was inexplicably clouded, and she seemed to have an ominous premonition.

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Liang Guogong's mansion, outside the door.

Ji Yuan, who was sitting in the carriage, patiently played with the high-ranking decree.

The white jade is the axis, painted with the shapes of Ruihe and Tenglong, and contains strands of dandan purple energy.

"Ji Baihu, the steward of Liang Guogong's mansion opened the side door and asked me to wait in."

The blue-robed eunuch who was driving opened the curtain and said respectfully.

"Between father and son, there is a line of domineering arrogance.

It's just that Yang Hong's arrogance is because he is the master of the military family and has the ability to follow the dragon.

But Yang Ju... is just a dude who enjoys wealth on the merits of his father's generation.

Dare to put on airs to the East Palace, you will not be able to carry your own weight! "

Ji Yuan sneered, got up and got off the carriage.

The accompanying blue-robed eunuch followed,

The steward led a group of guards and stood on the six steps.

Line up in a line, the side door is wide open, welcoming the decree of the East Palace.

Generally speaking, there are strict rules on how to open the gates of Gonghoumendi.

At the main entrance in the middle, only the saint and the prince will come all the way to the end.

That is, all the doors of the central door, the ceremonial door, the hall, the warm pavilion, the flower hall, the main hall, and the inner courtyard are all opened.

The eaves on both sides are hung with vermilion and high photos, like a long dragon, which is extremely spectacular.

This shows the grandeur of the momentum!

Usually, at most one side door is opened for the entrance and exit of the mansion.

"This hundred households are holding the decree of the Eastern Palace. Seeing me is like seeing the prince. You should open the middle door."

Ji Yuan raised the white jade shaft in his right hand and said sternly.

"Lord Baihu really knows how to joke, the threshold of the mansion is high, and no ordinary people can come in.

Opening a side door, my second master has already made a concession in the face of the East Palace. "

Knowing that the master didn't care about the decree, the butler seemed to have the confidence to hold his head high and said:

"Lord Baihu, you must know that the officials of the imperial court of the sixth grade, in the past, had to spend a lot of effort to cross this threshold."

The corners of Ji Yuan's mouth twitched slightly, as if mocking, and said softly:

"The master is domineering and the servants are arrogant, which is really eye-opening.

The threshold for the government is high, right? Well, after the hundred households are levelled, we will declare the decree again! "

His purpose this time was to smear people's faces and step on people's heads, so that all Tianjing knew the serious consequences of assassinating a court official.

Even if it is a prince of a dynasty, he has to pay for his life and pay the price!

So, there is no need to talk about etiquette rules.

"You dare to be presumptuous?!"

The butler with white temples roared angrily, and his breath suddenly sank.

The thick joints are like firecrackers, crackling and exploding, linking through each other, bursting out with great strength to tear apart tigers and leopards.

boom!

Like cracking a stone tablet, it was both swift and fierce, hitting Ji Yuan's chest.

As the saying goes, the master humiliates the minister and dies.

As the steward of Liang Guogong's mansion, how could he sit back and watch outsiders force their way into the middle gate!

Even if he is charged with attacking hundreds of households in Beizhen Fusi and hurting the court officials, he must stop it!

Unfortunately……

"Presumptuous? You look down on yourself too much, and you are worthy of the level of blood and self-cultivation, and you are also clamoring for it!"

Ji Yuan's right hand was as steady as Gao Yue, and he didn't move.

The left hand is like brushing off the dust from the robe and dusting off the flying flies.

Very casual, put two fingers together and flick them gently.

Between lightning and flint, he poked the butler's palm.

Chi Chi!

The cold and sharp wisps of inner energy are extremely condensed.

Like a sword made of gold and iron, there is a sense of cutting through everything.

In the blink of an eye, the surging palm force was suddenly broken.

"This is... what kind of evil martial arts?"

Before the butler could react, he felt a slight chill in his palm.

Then he fell into a paralysis, like losing consciousness, and could no longer use the slightest strength.

Those few strands of invisible and traceless gloomy inner energy not only tore apart the fierce palm of the cracked stone, but also penetrated into flesh and blood.

It turned into a spiral-like icy force that completely froze the entire hand meridian!

"If you step on the threshold of the mansion, the consequences are not something you can bear with a hundred households. Don't make mistakes..."

The butler with slightly white temples lost a move, and couldn't help but turn pale in shock.

His body froze on the spot, as if it had turned into ice.

The air channel condensed in the right hand moved a little, as if the muscles and bones were cut open.

"I can't stop the three-yin saber qi halfway. It's not as good as a thatched assassin."

Ji Yuan shook his head, without stopping, he walked towards the closed central door.

With the triggering of the Sanyin Slaughtering Sword, the blood in the left hand surged, and the blue light rippled, exuding a cold meaning.

With a snort, the seven or eight feet long Sen Leng knife breathed out.

Like a cyan big python that devoured people, it slammed into the solid and thick middle door.

It was as tall as a few people, and it was comparable to two planks of forged iron that could withstand the bombardment of a battering ram.

It hit the ground heavily, causing a huge plume of smoke!

A loud bang, like a dull thunder, instantly spread throughout the whole house, inside and outside the long street.

The lively atmosphere at the beginning of Hua Deng suddenly stopped.

"What a big bastard!

"

"Where did the gangster come from!"

"How dare you trespass into the government's mansion!"

"..."

The Hu family in Wannian County, after all, can't be compared with the luxurious family of a prince of a dynasty.

When Ji Yuan was still in the second stage of Tongmai, he led a group of Yun Yingti on horseback to step into the middle gate, arrogant and arrogant.

To frighten the housekeepers, no one dared to move.

But the nursing home of the Duke of Liang's mansion is also a good hand through strong winds and waves.

Not frightened by the knife that opened the door, they all carried guns and sticks.

Swarmed up, surrounded people in a ball, murderous!

The scorching light of blood like a wolf like a tiger was about to burst out, like a huge stove, covering the white python flying fish suit.

"As expected of the grandfather of the country, even the housekeeper in the mansion is an old soldier who has retired from several guards!"

Ji Yuan raised his eyelids, smiled lightly, and walked forward on his own.

It was as if the dozens of savvy masters in front of me who were able to access the meridians and exchange blood were all native chickens.

Three feet in front of him, there was a faint whistling of wind and thunder, turning into a Zhoutian Dojo!

The swords, guns and sticks that seemed to be shot with arrows fell over, but they seemed to hit a copper wall.

In an instant, the knife and gun broke and the stick cracked.

There is no one who can stop the young hundred households of the Beizhen Fusi.

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Wulu County, manor.

Yang Hong sat in the study, his old face with ravines and ravines no longer had the majestic state he had before.

The waist that has been standing like a gun for decades is actually a little hunched.

He put his hands on the seat and closed his eyes tightly.

Inside the spacious house, it was like a hidden and terrifying pool of thunder.

It seems calm, but as long as you step into it, your flesh will burst and your body will be shattered in an instant.

On the table eucalyptus on which the four-clawed dragon was carved, there was a copper basin filled with water.

When the dark sky enveloped the county, Yang Hong opened his drooping eyelids, his brows filled with exhaustion.

He took out a thin piece of jade in the shape of a shell, crystal clear.

Throw it into the copper basin with water, and it will melt immediately.

The invisible air rippling, like a hazy clear light, vibrated back and forth several times, uu read the book and slowly outlined the light and shadow.

Like a circular mirror of water waves, it presents the real scene thousands of miles away.

This is the Tiangong Institute of Jing Dynasty. It is an imitation of the communication jade talisman according to the inheritance of the ancient sect.

Even if the two are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, they can still talk to each other.

The only downside is that it consumes a lot, and very people can bear it.

Even if it has a strong background like the government of Liang, it will not be used easily.

"Baby, see your foster father."

Zhao Wulie's figure appeared in the circular mirror that was undulating like water waves.

"Huang Xu'er, you know that the crown prince rushed all night and sent a will to the old man."

Yang Hong's voice was hoarse, a bit less domineering that those who follow me will prosper and those who go against me will die.

"I have received the news. Presumably His Royal Highness is here to ask the guilt and ask the foster father to explain."

Zhao Wulie looked calm and said solemnly:

"If that Liaodong mud-legged man really seized some flaws, he would throw dirty water on the Duke's mansion.

The child is willing to accept the guilt and resist this matter!

All plans have nothing to do with foster father! "

Yang Hong's taut face loosened a bit, his eyelids drooped, and he said:

"If it's just Bai Hanzhang, it's fine.

The old man has been in the army for half his life, and he has earned great merits, so he can naturally bear the crime of assassinating a court official.

No one expected that His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince, would be so mean and merciless, and he would kill him!

He even alarmed the saint who was in seclusion and obtained an imperial decree. "

Zhao Wulie, who was on the other side of the water mirror, shook his face, as if in shock, he lowered his voice unconsciously and said:

"Saint... is going to leave?"

Yang Hong pursed his lips and his eyes were indifferent.

Instead of answering, he asked:

"Huang Xu'er, let me ask you, is Ying Yangwei loyal to the Jing Dynasty, loyal to the prince, or just obey you?"