Conquer the World

Chapter 163 Establishing Three Earth Graves

Fang Jie leaned against the iron door in the stone room, looking at the two flying fish robes outside through the small window of the iron door and asked, "Two elder brothers, what time is it now?"

The flying fish robe standing on the left looked at the flying fish robe standing on the right. The expression in his eyes meant that he was asking you.The flying fish robe on the right looked up at the roof, pretending not to hear anything.The young man Lang had no consciousness of death row, and he kept talking to them since the morning.Either lean against the door, or pull the chair to the door and squat on it. He actually tried to move the stone bed to the door. Fortunately, he couldn't pull it.

Why is it so dark that it is raining?His mother didn't see the sun in this authentic secret room all year round, can you see the sky of a fart?

Brother, do you see that you have two sons in your full court?Mom's heavenly court is full of Fangyuan and is it related to two sons?

Brother, what workshop did you make this flying fish robe?The craftsmanship is good. I have to go and investigate in the future. If the strength is okay, I plan to place a big order for them.My grandma ... you are already dying, do you know?What is the big order?

This boring question asked many questions, and he seemed to be tireless and did not spend a moment of leisure.The two flying fish robes stood outside the door and did not dare to leave at will, suffering.

When Fang asked questions, neither of them answered.Fang Xie was actually not at all out. He stretched out his hand from the gap in the iron railing of the small window, and dragged the collar of a flying fish robe to continue to ask, "What time is Brother?"

"Cough ..."

The flying fish robe that was dragging his clothes turned back to each other and smiled and said with a smile: "This uncle, can you let go? I will go out and show you now. Is it okay? You can see that even the sky outside is dark, If I ca n’t take three steps without lights, I have to hit the wall. "

"This is good!"

Fang Xie heartily praised: "Brother, you have literary talent, I have a few poems, or how about you listen first?"

"I'm going to show you the sundial ..."

The flying fish robe broke away from the solution and quickly ran out.If it were n’t for the young man who had been explained above, he would tolerate whatever he wanted, what he wanted to give, and he would n’t be able to use torture or scolding and scolding, and the two of them could not help but go in for a whip.In this situation, the two of them can only endure.

One is gone, but it is clear that Fang Jie did not intend to let go of the remaining one.

"Brother, do you understand literature?"

The remaining flying fish robe looked extremely painful. He turned to look at Fang Xie and asked, "Uncle, are you hungry? Or should I go and bring you some wine? The poet must drink some wine when he sings poetry, right ... "

"Alright"

Fang Jie nodded his head and said seriously: "In addition, can you give me pen, ink, paper and inkstone? I want to record my feelings here, after going out, I will bind it into a book and issue it, saying that I can't make a fortune."

"no problem!"

Flying Fish Robe said while running out: "As long as you don't speak, I'll find you girls!"

"Really? Then don't write ink, ink, paper, ink, and change a girl?"

Fang Jie shouted behind.

Damn!

The running flying fish robe almost fell down, staggered a few times and finally stabilized his body, wherever he dare to answer the question, I wish I could now run to find the deputy commander and make the adults beg for another person to guard the door.But having said that, the iron door of the secret room is two inches thick. Even a ninth-grade cultivator may not be able to break through the hard force, and there is no need to keep them both.But the deputy commander made the confession of adults, staring at Fang Xie all the time to see how he would react in the stone room. The two of them had been tortured these two days. That guy was like a lunatic.

When both of them were gone, Fang Jie quickly tore off the lining of his clothes and clutched it in his palm, then pretended to walk back to the chair and sat down as if nothing had happened. His heart murmured that the fat man could only look at you this time.

He had to take the news out, even if he couldn't escape, he had to let Shen Qingfan find a way to escape from Chang'an City, and he was eating and drinking here and Lasa was under the eyes of others, and he could do nothing.Even if someone came to see him, such as Professor Qiu Yu, the people outside his words were listening with their ears upright, and he could not arrange anything.

Therefore, he must find a way to spread the news.That's why he wanted pen, ink, paper, and inkstones, and the paper that was sent in must be counted. If one corner is missing, it will be discovered.So he can only tear off a liner of clothes, and it must be in the case that the two guys outside cannot see.

Even if it is such a small thing, Fang Jie has to be careful.Because there are a few people he cares about in the Chang'an city outside the stone.

Accept fate?

Fang Jie has never believed that the destiny of everyone in this world is doomed, nor that any oppression cannot struggle.At the very least ... he wants Mu Xiaoyao to be safe.

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Dying

The old man who flicked Shen Qingfan that night was so simple and easy to die. A nine-rank strongman who could have been famous in the Great Sui River and the whole world and died on the Half Moon Mountain.If it were not for the boss to block the wisdom of the old monk with a full blow, he would not have to die.But he knew that the proprietress's light merit was the worst among several people. She was never good at light merit.

Eleven years ago westbound, he knew the boss lady before Su Tugou.Because the battle was too tragic, he was the only one who flinched from the west in the Great Sui Dynasty, so that Su Tugou, who was with him, was seriously injured.The proprietress who had already had a good impression on the disaster never saw him once again. After the war, the proprietress carried Su Tugou away without a trace, and she was embarrassed and returned to Chang'an.

For eleven years, he has never left Chang'an City half a step.

He was smiling when he died because the lady boss told him that they were waiting for you.

They are the great Suijianghuke who had sprinkled on the prairie eleven years ago.It was precisely because of the words of the proprietress that she had completed her salvation.He knew that he could go underground to meet those brothers and sisters, and he could stand in front of them and say sorry.

The boss lady didn't have any emotion for the death.She has been very calm. It seems to her that the death should die like this, instead of living humblely in Chang'an City.

The emperor looked at the villager who had killed the enemy for the Great Sui 11 years ago, and did not know how to start the conversation.In that year, he first became the king of the throne, the situation was unstable, and the community was uneasy. The Western Mongolian Yuan mobilized masters to dive into Changan. The seven princes, prince Yang Qi, traveled alone and went to the west. One hundred rivers and lakes will accompany you.They live in green forests and hide in the famous mountains and rivers.

Perhaps even if the court issued an order, they would not walk out of their homes to face strong enemies.But when they heard Yang Qi killing Hu Ling, they acted in vain.

The emperor knew that he owed these people, but also the boss.

"Thank you"

After being silent for a long time, the emperor came down from Kang and bowed deeply in front of the boss.

He was the emperor of the Great Sui Dynasty and the co-owner of the Eastern Central Plains.But he paid a deep respect to a village girl, and he was not reluctant at all.

The proprietress did not move and did not stop.

She was honored by the emperor.

"I am not dead, Your Majesty this week, I have suffered for them."

she says.

The emperor straightened up and nodded, "I will tell the world when the army is going west. Eleven years ago it was because of you that the Sui people would enjoy peace. I know you have resentment against me in your heart, This was something I should have done eleven years ago, but it has been delayed until today. I do n’t say, you should also understand why I did n’t give you the honor you deserve ... "

He paused and continued, "Since the Emperor Taizu established Da Sui, the Yang Clan gave me the greatest trait of the Da Sui people as pride. They are proud of being a Sui, but it is because of this pride , I had to suppress your achievements eleven years ago. If you were told that the world was fighting for the invasion of Mengyuan masters, the people in the world would be indignant, and the pressure to force me to send troops to fight against Mengyuan. I guess. But ... I did n’t have the ability to go westward at that time, and once the war started, Da Sui would be in trouble. But if I did n’t fight, I would be a coward ... The emperor of Da Sui gave the proud emperor of Da Sui people, How can it be a coward? "

"I am the emperor, and I have to think more than everyone else."

The expression of the proprietress did not change at all. She gave the emperor a faint glance and said, "Your Majesty is right. When we went west, no one thought about what we would get from the court. When Mr. West issued a killing order, we went. It's that simple."

It's that simple.

Not for honor, or for wealth.Not for the court, nor for the emperor.

"There are no perfect people, but I will not admit that I am wrong."

Emperor said.

The proprietress was silent for a while and said seriously to the emperor: "Your Majesty is grateful. In fact, the most grateful person is the gentleman."

The emperor nodded and said, "I know that the one I bear the most is the Seventh Brother."

"At the beginning, Mr. West issued a killing order, and I will wait. If we change to others, we may not follow. The gentleman is very important in the rivers and lakes, and everyone has no complaint to send him to death. Therefore, Your Majesty does not have to be guilty for us. Heart, you owe Mr., and Mr. owes us. "

The proprietress said: "After many years, I realized that Mr. West was just going to kill Hu?"

She looked at the emperor's eyes and said, "It's more because your majesty your throne is stable. That battle killed many people of Mongolian Yuan, and naturally many people of the great Sui River and Lake. So many died. People, the biggest beneficiary is your majesty. Meng Yuan is ready to dive into the masters of the Sui Dynasty. All the masters are killed, and your majesty can be at ease. The Sisters of the Great Sui Dynasty have died for sixty-sevens of the good people, and your majesty can sleep. I was waiting to die. In fact, from the beginning, I wanted to make fewer people in the rivers and lakes of the Sui Dynasty threaten your safety. "

The emperor's face changed, but it didn't stop the boss from continuing.

"Mr. Westbound, he has three advantages. Although Mr. no longer enters the DPRK, he is extremely prestigious among courtiers. If he does not leave, His Majesty is uneasy. Meng Yuanzhi's master is fierce and savage. People are not convinced of their strong personality, and some of His Majesty are uneasy. One westbound trip, His Majesty has been in peace for eleven years, and the husband should be satisfied. "

"So still that sentence, Your Majesty owes it to Mr. Mrs."

The emperor's face was unhappy, but there was no attack: "I know, so I have been protecting him from anyone's touch."

"But Your Majesty touched it yourself."

The boss said in a cold tone.

"What did I touch?"

The emperor's patience was about to run out. He looked at the boss's eyes and said, "I'm not allowed anyone to get involved in Lao Qi's property. Lao Qi's family, even a servant, is treated like a clerk."

"Your Majesty touched his successor."

The proprietress said: "Fang Jie is his successor."

"Fang Jie is really the heir of Lao Qi?"

The emperor was stunned, and his eyes were filled with surprise.

"Your Majesty doesn't believe anyone, so you will doubt Fang Jie. Your Majesty doesn't even believe Mr. Fang, otherwise how could you imprison Fang Jie?"

The proprietress leaned over slightly to salute: "Your Majesty Xie summoned, I am a woman in a mountain village, I can't see the big world, and my speech is rude to make His Majesty angry. So I retired and left Chang'an City and then returned to Fan Gu. There is no doubt that the westbound will die. The old wounds of the husband are also fierce. After I return to Fan Gu, I will set up three earthen graves, one for the husband and one for the husband, and one solution. "

"Tumble the soil in front of the grave for incense, and tell sir, you are the last. The murderer ... Your Majesty."