"Those people in the world are really bastards!" Mrs. Chen cursed guiltily, "What bastards..."

Feng Linglong asked: "How will Your Majesty deal with those bastards?"

Mrs. Chen sighed, "Forget it, forget it, adults don't remember villains."

When I copied poems to pretend to be aggressive, I just tried to talk fast, and copying poems was not for making money to support my family, but purely to show off myself.

As a result, when I calmed down and thought about it later, I realized that I wrote poems and scolded my elder brother.

The seven-step poem should not be something that can be written by a harmonious family and a family where brothers love each other.

When others hear this poem, they will think that your brother must be a joke.

What's more terrible is that in order to copy this poem by force, in order to give myself more capital to brag about my reputation as a seven-step poet, I made up a story about my elder brother and mother being sorry for me.

This incident later made Chen Taiyi very embarrassing, and he is still ashamed of it.

Now being used by his own son to settle old scores, Chen Taiyi can only swallow this bitter fruit in desperation.

Chen Taiyi himself felt that he was dishonest about this matter, and he didn't raise his head when he met his elder brother last time, and now that his sons bring up this matter again, he should admit it.

When we arrive in Zhongzhou, I'll talk to my elder brother about it by the way, so I'm sorry.

Bai Hongzhuang saw what Chen Taiyi was thinking, "Husband thinks this is a good deed done by your sons?"

Chen Taiyi sighed again, "Oh, who else could it be? Anyway, not only my sons and daughters, but also many veterans and nobles in Yue Kingdom don't want me to go back."

"It's not just a matter of power. Guoding's luck comes from the people. Although it is controlled by Chen Baizhi, more often it must follow the will of the people."

"The common people miss me. It was alright during the previous wars. Everyone is of one mind."

"Now Zhou Guowei and Yue Guo are relatively stable, and fighting is only a matter for a few immortal monks. The people who have been stable for two or three decades have gotten used to the current atmosphere, and naturally want more."

"It's like a herd of beasts. Except for King Yue, other voices in the group are too loud, which will affect the progress of the team."

Feng Linglong asked: "But the king is the Supreme Emperor, and now it doesn't interfere with his affairs. His throne was passed on to him by you, the king. Why would he do such a thing?"

Chen Taiyi was very clear about this point, seeing that Feng Linglong couldn't see through the things here, he explained:
"Because others will compare me with him..."

"Some ministers persuaded him to be diligent in government affairs, maybe they just gave some opinions, otherwise it would appear that nothing was done, and when they made suggestions, they always liked to take me by the side, saying how hard the late emperor was."

"When Chen Baizhi heard this kind of talk, he used to just let it go. Now that he's heard it for 50 to [-] years, there will always be a day when he gets tired of listening to it and blurts out how I enjoy myself as a father."

Feng Linglong smiled and said: "Your Majesty, this is also a conjecture, maybe not."

Chen Taiyi didn't care about these things, "Anyway, I know that my sons and daughters are living better than before. Everyone pays respect to me, but in fact no one wants me to go back."

"If I really come back from the dead, they will definitely test my strength. After confirming that I have no strength, they may put me under house arrest somewhere."

"The most important thing is that I set a lot of rules in the past. I asked everyone to be more restrained, but now the children of every family have become kings and overlords, and every family has shared the fate of the country and practiced with the country."

"Now we don't care about this crap. Anyway, as long as the Yue Kingdom is still there, my descendants will burn incense for me. The difference is standing or kneeling, but I don't care. gone."

Bai Hongzhuang looked at Chen Taiyi with a smile, and said to Feng Linglong: "My husband is going to be reincarnated in Zhongzhou, and I will arrange a rich family for him."

Feng Linglong knows more about the business of ghost towns than Chen Taiyi, reincarnation does not belong to Taiyi City's work, because this city is mainly for Chen Taiyi's enjoyment, not a ghost world facility for other ghosts to reincarnate.

However, in order to facilitate Chen Taiyi's play, this setting existed from the beginning.

After all, this place was not designed by Bai Hongzhuang, but Yuling arranged and built it, including the relationship with the ghost world ghost messenger and some ghost world monks, which had already been arranged in advance.

As soon as Chen Taiyi came down, he entered the ghost town smoothly. Many things that seemed normal were actually arranged in advance.

"This is quite simple. I'll go and have a look. What should we do if something happens to the Yue Kingdom after the king leaves?"

Feng Linglong feels that Yue Kingdom is changing recently, and it is no longer the Yue Kingdom controlled by Chen Taiyi.

Chen Taiyi said: "We are no longer in doom, why bother to join in the fun? There is always a gap between the living and the dead, and we can clearly distinguish the relationship."

In fact, I just don't want to take care of things.

But to Feng Linglong and Bai Hongzhuang's ears, these words were extraordinarily reasonable and profound.

Bai Hongzhuang said approvingly: "That's right, we have jumped out of the world of mortals. After a thousand years, the Yue Kingdom may not exist, it will be turned into ruins, and the heroes and beauties of the past will also be turned into dry bones, but we are still here."

Practitioners have enough time to kill their problems, no matter how much hatred they have, it will gradually fade away with the passing of time.

Especially after knowing that the other party is dead, I feel a little bit emotional about the other party's weak life that cannot withstand the ravages of time.

Chen Taiyi felt strange, "I used to think that the essence of cultivating immortals is to avoid death and not want to disappear, but if you die, you will become a ghost, so it's not disappearing, it's just a change of place. Knowing this, will you still be so afraid of death?"

Listening to Chen Taiyi's foolish question, Bai Hongzhuang asked with a smile on her face, "Husband, what do you think?"

Let me ask you... Mrs. Chen wanted to refute, but after thinking about it seriously, she soon had an answer.

"That's right, normal people wouldn't want to come to such a ghostly place to be a cow and a horse..."

Chen Taiyi had a very normal thought. After all, a cultivator in the human world sometimes sleeps in the open, endures hardships and is hunted down by others, but it is a thousand times better than those mortals.

There are not many big bosses in the fairy world, even in the normal human world, there is no shortage of women and food and clothing, let alone cultivators.

Ordinary people don't want to come to this ghostly place to be tortured and enslaved, let alone those cultivators.

The ghost town quickly set the tone: the dead don't care about the living.

If the Yue State wants to cultivate new forces, change the fate of the country, and reduce the worship of Chen Taiyi's insignificant concubines, let them do it.

The waves behind the Yangtze River drive the waves ahead, and talented people emerge from generation to generation.

It is difficult for ordinary monarchs to have this kind of ideological awareness, but Mrs. Chen regards the current Yue Kingdom as a place where pensions are distributed, so as long as they have money, it doesn't matter what they are called.

Even if the State of Yue is replaced by another country, whether it is the State of Yue or the State of Wu, as long as he continues to enshrine himself, Chen Taiyi does not mind recognizing an unrelated descendant.

The competition for the position of emperor is extremely fierce, and if you are not careful, you will be doomed.

But he was the last to enter the game and the earliest to leave, and his temperament of being late and leaving early was also fully displayed in this kind of place.

King Wei of Zhou was still a great talent, trying to change his fate against the sky, but Chen Taiyi had already calmed down and went to do other things.

Rolling waters of the Yangtze River to the east... (End of this chapter)

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