"Your Majesty, please listen to my words." Taishi Jia stepped forward and admonished: "Money is small, but the country is big. The lives of the Emperor and Queen, all the civil servants and generals in the palace, and the lives of tens of millions of people in the north are all imprisoned by them. Hand... Your Majesty, in order to continue the foundation of the Liang Dynasty, please agree to Dijon's request!" Taishi Jia burst into tears, and she burst into tears.
Even though he cried profusely, the whole hall showed no emotion at all. On the contrary, the more tears he shed, the more people hated him!
"Emperor Daliang, don't be attached to your brother's throne and put the people of the north into dire straits. You Daliang have a lot of money and land. It's just a little gold and silver and a few pieces of land. It's not worth mentioning." Ao Gui said. said.
Liao Heng stood up slowly, walked step by step to Ao Gui, and said one word in a cold voice: "Get out."
"Don't give me a toast and be fined with wine——"
"Get out of here!" Liao Heng scolded: "Go back and tell your generals that every inch of mountains and rivers is an inch of blood, and we will never give up another inch of Daliang's land!"
"Tsk...Then you just wait until Dijon's 300,000-strong army arrives at the city!" Ao Gui said a harsh word, looked at everyone with contempt, turned around and strode away.
"Damn it, I've never been so angry with such a useless person in my life!" Jiang Yuntian beat his chest and stamped his feet. Song Che cast a sidelong glance at Grand Master Jia and other civil servants. Perhaps everyone in Dijon knew that these poor and rotten scholars were just troublemakers and were deliberately brought back to disrupt the New Deal.
Liao Heng also noticed Song Che's eyes and nodded slightly, which was self-evident. Then he said: "It's late at night and I'm tired. Please retreat." Everyone left.
...Night, late at night, late at night of revenge, Song Che and Jiang Yuntian, with a line of guards, came to a tile house in Xuzhou City.
Master Jia lives here.
"Da da da..." Song Che knocked on the door first.
"Why are you so polite to him? Just go in, pull him out and chop him up!" Jiang Yuntian was still angry.
Song Che said: "This old guy has done many evil things. You just cut him off with a knife. It's too easy for him -"
"Huh!" The tile door opened, and a servant stuck his head out. Just when he was about to ask what happened, Jiang Yuntian grabbed his collar and pulled him out.
"It's none of your business, just go play in the mud!" Song Che winked at the guards and signaled them to stay at the door while he and Jiang Yuntian walked into the yard.
There are two rooms in the house, one is dark and the other is bright. Jiang Yuntian kicked open the bright room. Master Jia was sitting behind the desk with his hair disheveled. His face was pale and his face was slumped, and he looked like an old man. His posture was still arrogant, his cold eyes were not panicked at all.
Before entering the room, Song Che pointed to the door lintel and said: "I remember that when I first entered the Grand Master's residence, the place where the Grand Master lived was called 'Chunmuju', and eight thousand years are the spring of the great Chun." , eight thousand years is one autumn, a total of 16,000 years, more than the emperor who claims to be long live. At that time, I sighed in my heart, those who dare to compete with the emperor will definitely end up miserable; as expected, today's lintel , there are even many cobwebs, and it is no longer as glorious as it used to be." He slowly took off his mask, looked at Taishi Jia, and sighed softly: "The world is impermanent, right?" Taishi Jia's eyes were startled, and he was filled with hatred. Suddenly he said: "It's really you!"
"Yes, it's me. All your doubts are related to me," Song Che walked towards Master Jia step by step and informed:
"Your business in the capital was ruined by me. You will be expelled from the capital because of my complaint in front of the emperor. I designed and killed several of your godsons, including your biological son Jia Yong; besides, Let’s talk about recent events. The annual coins that were paid as tribute to Dijon are now sitting in my warehouse. They are more than two million. I should have earned more than you, right? I have many ways to relieve the siege of the capital. But I just stood still, I just wanted to make Zhao Sui, your good student and the current emperor, a prisoner, so Prince Rui ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor; Jia Quan, to me, you are just an old dog who bullies others, you How can I do business? How can you beat me?" Song Che stretched out his hands on the table, stared at Master Jia coldly, and cursed word by word: "You, you, old dog." Jia. The Grand Master was so angry that he was shaking all over. Suddenly, he burst out laughing: "Hahaha..."
"Pah!" Song Che slapped him hard on the face and said in a cold voice, "Are you laughing again?"
"Ha ha--"
"Pah!" Another slap.
"You laugh again?"
"ha--"
"Pa!" Another slap knocked out one of his old teeth. Under the severe pain, he could no longer smile.
"Hahaha..." It was Song Che's turn to laugh this time.
"Hahaha..." Jiang Yuntian also covered his stomach and pointed at Master Jia and laughed. Master Jia's expression was ugly and almost twisted.
"I'll kill you!" He suddenly took out a dagger from under the table and stabbed Song Che directly in the throat.
"choke!"
"Whoa!" Jiang Yuntian suddenly drew his sword, and a sword energy passed through, cutting off the dagger and wrist! Master Jia was stunned for two seconds, then he held his severed hand and howled in pain.
"Okay, stop messing with this old guy, let me pick him with one sword!" Jiang Yuntian stepped forward with his sword, treating it like a murderer.
At this time, Taishi Jia suddenly took out an iron coupon for the alchemy book from his arms, held it high in front of Song Che and Jiang Yuntian, and said loudly: "I have the iron coupon for the alchemy book given by the late emperor. As long as I take it with me, even if Even the emperor cannot touch me. You two little bastards want to kill me, and you are still a little green——"
"What the hell!" Jiang Yuntian slapped the iron coupon to the ground, raised his leg and stomped it twice, turning it into an iron plate.
"The Iron Coupon of the Alchemy Book, where can I get the Iron Coupon of the Alchemy Book?"
"You... you are so presumptuous! You even insulted the sacred thing given by the late emperor! You are deceiving the emperor!" Grand Master Jia swooped down, took the iron coupon into his arms, kept shrinking to the corner of the room, and mouthed He kept chanting: "The late emperor protects me, the late emperor protects me..." Is he crazy?
What a pitiful person who is corrupted by the poison of power! Song Che took out the Golden Dragon Pattern Sword from his sleeve, walked up to Master Jia, waved it in front of his eyes, and said coldly: "Since the Emperor gave it to me, this Golden Dragon Pattern Sword has never been sharpened with blood. , you are lucky, you will be the first one." Master Jia, who was pretending to be crazy, turned pale when he saw the golden sword.
He threw away the iron certificate of the alchemy book and knelt at Song Che's feet, kowtowing and begging for mercy: "Boss Song, you are so merciful. Now that I am old, please spare my life!"
"Um……"
"Um……"
"Um……"
"No mercy."
"Pfft!" Song Che stabbed Taishi Jia's throat with a knife like killing a pig. Taishi Jia's eyes bulged, and he ended his sinful life in regret, unwillingness, despair, and pain.
