The General’s Little Peasant Wife

"How is Tian Chang coming over?" Didn't you let Qing Xuan send them over? How did this person come in person?

"I will see what help is there." Qiao Tianchang said coldly.

The generals present were excited when they saw Joe Tianchang.

There are quite a few lying on the ground, giving Joe Tian a courtesy.

"See the general."

"Get up." The prestige of Joe Tianchang in the military is like the prestige of Xiao Qifeng in Xiaoguo. No one can replace it.

Qiao Tianchang glanced at the crowd and slowly opened the box in his hand.

"I just heard that Li Taifu wants to crash on the main hall? Don't worry, after seeing these, you are hitting, oh right, then you can hit the people of your nine people together." Qiao Tianchang's faint opening Said, it seems that it is not life, but the weather is very good today.

Li Taifu's face changed, and he looked at Qiao Tianchang with some uncertainty. What does this mean? Does he know something?

But thinking that they are doing it is very secret, and no one can find it at all.

"The old man doesn't know what you mean by General Joe."

"I don't know? It's very simple. You will know after reading this." Qiao Tianchang took out a stack of brochures and sent Huang Hao one by one to the minister who was present. Of course, Li Taifu also had a copy.

Everyone was shocked when they finished watching. They couldn’t believe how to look at Li Taifu. How could he do such a thing? This... this is simply not convinced.

Different from their expressions, there are those who look at their own elders and keep counting Xiao Xiaotian. Now, like Li Taifu, they are trembled and their bodies are like sifting, and they are constantly shaking.

Qiao Tianchang looked at Li Taifu, and he was still standing still at this time.

"How? What else can Li Taifu say? Help others to murder the emperor, who will give you the courage?"

"Joe Tian Chang, you don't want to squirt blood here." Li Taifu said with anger.

"If you don't believe it, then look at these things." Say a few letters.

"Want to know what this is? Oh, you may not know, this is the letter that your people contact." The letter in his hand was handed to Huang Wei's hand, and Huang Wei distributed it.

"It is the writing of Tai Fu." The people on the side suddenly blasted the pot.

If they still doubted it, then how can they believe now?

Li Taifu is a calligrapher. The words written are difficult for ordinary people to imitate. They don’t think that they can be done as a military commander.

Li Taifu couldn't believe the letter in his hand, could not understand, how did they find these letters?

"Impossible, this is not true." At this time, Li Taifu still does not want to believe that this is true.

Xiao Yutian looked at Li Taifu who was fainting, and his face was full of irony.

"Come to come, Li Taifu was put to trial, all the Li family were confined within three tribes, and the three tribes were unexpectedly exiled." Xiao Yutian saw almost, and immediately opened.

At this time, no one dared to plead with Li, and the old ministers were now self-sufficient and even worried that they were also implicated.

Where did he dare to help Li Taifu’s family, and it’s not too long to live.

Xiao Yutian went to the high platform, and his eyes fell on the old ministers. The hand took out a stack of books from the box and took a look at it.

"Oh, this is Lin Daren, your family? Take it for yourself." He said that he had thrown out the books in his hand.

The ministers looked at the books at their feet, and they bent over and looked up. It was similar to the previous ones, and it was what Lin’s family had done in recent years.

Then there are another few old ministers.

"After doing so many big things, the king didn't know where you came from. He also pointed to the things of my royal family. If you don't hide it, you can forget it. You still rushed to us and yelled, don't you think? We don't dare to take you, how are you all right?" Xiao Yu is innocent and not angry at all, but smiles.

For Lin Daren, they would rather see Xiao Xiaotian angry and angry, and would not like to see his smiling look.