Strange Longevity: Starting from Alchemy for the First Emperor

Chapter 56 Walking on Songs (Please follow up!)
"It should be that the officers and soldiers came to search the house."

Chu Qinghe raised his hand to signal everyone not to act rashly.

"Today, the misfortune of the princes and my Chu family, I, Chu Qinghe, although I feel resentful, are done, and it is useless to talk more."

"I only have one request. Once there is chaos, you gentlemen should protect my wife and daughter and leave. Otherwise, even if I, Chu Qinghe, turn into a ghost, I will not let you go."

After speaking up to this point, Chu Qingge bowed his head in silence for a moment, then took a deep breath.

"Your feat of fighting against the enemy is greatly admired."

"Wish to go with you all."

Raise your hands and clasp your fists.

Chu Qinghe is a scholar, he lives and works in peace all his life, and only wants to have a stable life.

Since Daying unified the six kingdoms, he has lived in Lieyang Mansion, precisely because in the mansion, he can see more tyranny that ordinary people can't see, and the oppression of the people.

This is true even in Lieyang, the capital city, let alone other places where the sky is high and the emperor is far away.

Deep down in his heart, Chu Qinghe hated these violent expropriations, even hated the entire Ying court.

But he knows that he has a wife and children to support, and he also knows that he is just an ordinary grasshopper, a frail scholar who has no power to overthrow the world.

However, at this moment, there is no way out.

Since there is no way out, instead of being the goat waiting to be slaughtered, it is better to be unrestrained and heroic once, and also be the man who swallows mountains and rivers like a tiger once.

Xiang Beiliang looked solemn, raised his hands and cupped his fists.

"The Duke of Chu is righteous, and we are lucky to be able to go with the Duke of Chu."

The twelve burly men also clasped their fists in salute.

"I'm waiting for luck!"

Chu Qinghe shook his head with a smile, and looked at Song Mei beside him.

"Ma'am, you can blame me."

There was pity and guilt in the eyes looking at Song Yu.

Smiling like a flower, Song Mao raised her hand to brush Chu Qinghe's white hair at the temples. This was the second time she saw Chu Qinghe like this.

"Do you still remember how we met back then?"

Chu Qinghe paused, then laughed.

"Of course I remember, when you were in trouble, in order to save you, I was chased seven or eight streets by more than a dozen hooligans, my clothes were torn to shreds, and I was in a terrible state of distress."

"But at that moment."

Song Yu's eyes were slightly red.

"I identified you."

Sincere feelings, the other fourteen men in this room, even Mo Dongfeng, who is the iron-handed ghost face, are all moved by it.

And Chu Yu was even more tearful. She only saw her mother beating and scolding her father on weekdays, but she never knew that her parents were so protective of each other.

"You should go."

A voice broke this touching scene.

Chu Ci stood at the door, scanning the people in the room.

He had reached the level of a junior master, so he could clearly hear Chu Qinghe's words just now.

This changed Chu Ci's impression of Chu Qinghe.

In Chu Ci's impression, Chu Qinghe was a rigid and serious scholar who did not cause trouble, did not dare to cause trouble, and was even cowardly.

But after today.

Chu Ci would like to call Chu Qinghe a real man.

"Nine Songs?"

"You are this?"

Chu Qinghe was taken aback for a moment, not understanding what his son's words meant.

"Why, you Xiang clan still want to celebrate the new year in my Chu family?"

Chu Ci spoke lightly, then turned away.

inside the house.

Xiang Beiliang and Mo Dongfeng looked at each other, nodded at each other, and walked out of the house quickly.

After a few minutes.

The night was shrouded in darkness, outside the small gate in the backyard of the Chu Mansion, more than a dozen corpse trucks were parked, and a strong smell of blood was pungent to the nostrils.

In front of these corpse carts, the ones pulling the carts were not horses, but huge unknown objects wrapped in black robes.

Others didn't know, but Chu Ci knew that there were controlled monsters under the black robe.

"This is…"

Xiang Beiliang looked at the bloody corpses under the white cloth, all of whom looked shocked.

"If you want to survive, go in by yourself."

The court was robbed, Prime Minister Li Quan and the eunuch Gao Yao immediately ordered to block the city gate, but Dengxian Tower was independent from the imperial court and directly belonged to the first emperor.

Except for the holy metaphor of the first emperor, the words of others can be ignored.

What's more, this is a car for transporting corpses to the Xianlou. If these things are not transported away, it will easily cause plague.

Therefore, when Chu Ci found out that officers and soldiers were searching Qianjin Street, he immediately went back to Dengxianlou to find Shao Siming and dispatched a corpse transportation team. With Zhu Xiongying's speed, there was enough time.

To a certain extent, Shao Siming now wears a pair of pants with him.

It's a little favor, there's no reason not to help.

After thinking for a second, Xiang Beiliang waved his hand, and everyone, including Xiang Tianyu, picked a car and got in, enduring the stench and blood.

"In the future, if there is a need, the Xiang family will go through fire and water!"

Xiang Beiliang, who was the last one to get into the car and hide under the corpse, looked at Chu Ci and clasped his fists to make a promise.

"Let's go."

Chu Ci spoke lightly.

Commitment to this thing is not worth a dime.

'Clang clang clang'.

At the front of the convoy, A Qiang, who was wearing the gown of the onmyoji who climbed the fairy tower and a white board mask, shook the bell in his hand. These black robes were all dragging the carts.

Looking at the corpse truck gradually going away under the starry night, Chu Ci did not look away for a long time, and so did Chu Qinghe.

"You obviously saw her."

"You saw it too."

"Why didn't you stop?"

"Why didn't you stop it?"

Song Yu, who was on the side, couldn't help but let go of his emotions, tears welled up in his eyes, and stared at Chu Qinghe and Chu Ci fiercely.

"Shut up any charades!"

...............

……

"Your mother told you to shut up. (Your wife told you to shut up)."

The father and son spoke in unison.

After a moment of silence, Chu Ci said.

"Father, I'm actually very surprised that you will let the little sister leave with these people by default."

"So what if you don't agree? Is it possible to see her not thinking about food and drink every day, washing her face with tears? Your father and I were young too. Knowing the love of children is the most heartbreaking."

"Instead of locking her at home and worrying, it's better to let her go as she pleases."

Chu Qinghe's words once again refreshed Chu Ci's impression of him. In this era, such open-minded parents are really rare.

'Alas, blood loss. '

"Bai did a favor, and even got a younger sister. This business is too uneconomical. When this clan becomes famous in the world, it must come to the door to accept a wave of gifts." '

Even though he said that, looking at the carriage going away, Chu Ci looked relieved.

People live for a lifetime, and what they live is life, not regrets.

Pursue who or what you believe in, regardless of the final result, you will never regret it.

At least when you look back on the past, with a smile on your face, not the "what if".

The heart is not cold, the blood is not cold, the youth is loyal, and walks on the song.

Chu Yu, Chu Yansi.

To be with the people you want to be with, to do the things you want to do.

This destiny, I will help you change it for my brother.

Besides warning Xiang Tianyu not to do those few things.

Chu Ci also thought of a good idea.

If you don't want to kill Xiang Tianyu, who is like an overlord, then you can kill the one who is the head of the pavilion!
Even if you don't kill him, you can lock him up for ten or eight years.

He decided to go to Shao Si Ming to discuss this matter tomorrow. Since everyone is wearing a pair of pants, it is not a matter of course to help find someone.

Why not use curves to save the country.

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at this time.

A middle-aged hooligan in a certain place, a certain mountain, who is turning into a bandit:? ? ? ?
　Young people, do things as they please, easily impulsive, and easy to make mistakes.

　　However, because of this, Fang is a young man.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)