Tang Dynasty good brother

Chapter 451
Chen Guogong's mansion.

His wife, Liu Shi, looked at Hou Junji standing in her yard, her eyes almost popped out: "Master, your legs... are you... all right?"

"It's been good."

Crying with joy, Liu Shi rushed forward and wanted to hug him, but suddenly found that besides Hou Junji, there was an entire yard of black-clothed and masked people kneeling in the yard.

"This is... what are you doing?"

"While you're alive...get things done."

"Master...you don't mean to..."

In the early Tang Dynasty, it was stipulated that there should be no more than 50 generals and soldiers. Although some of them can be used as writers and servants, generally as long as you don’t want to make you raise a hundred and eighty people, it’s fine, but there may not be all the men in black in this yard. More than 80!Li Shimin used only 2000 first-level dead soldiers during the Xuanwu Gate change. What is this for?What else could this be doing?
"Master, are you crazy? This is going to kill the whole family! Our family is already the Duke of the country, the Duke of the country! Today's saints are civilized and martial arts, and the world has their hearts, why should this be so!"

Hou Junji turned his head angrily and said angrily: "Why is this so? Because he, Li Shimin, is biased! Those of us who used to follow him with his head tied to the waistband of the Qin Palace, which one of us is doing well now? Yu Chigong was released from Beijing , Mingsheng secretly descended, Lao Tzu's leg was beaten by a little bastard, did he express it? Has he ever been here! Hmph, I started my family by rebellion. Back then, I was able to tie up Li Yuan. Today, I will Change the master of this world."

Mrs. Liu went crazy, knelt on the ground holding Hou Junji's thigh and kept begging: "After all, the person who was in charge back then was the current emperor. All the officers and soldiers were convinced by him, and Prince Yin was pressing every step of the way back then, it was a desperate fight, but you are different now, the saint just painted your portrait in Lingyan Pavilion, this is to treat us kindly, sir, I beg You, don't be crazy!"

A moment of hesitation flashed in Hou Junji's eyes when he heard the words, but he saw an extremely beautiful woman walking over slowly with bare feet, and said with a smile on her face: "The saint intends to let the master take care of himself, but will that little bastard let me go?" Although that person is only a servant of Zhongshu now, he is no different from Zhongshuling. Now that there is no Wei Zheng in the sect, and Fang Xuanling is about to retire, he has actually become a minister of power on an equal footing with Changsun Wuji, sister Think about it, will he let the master go?"

The woman's voice was very crisp and pleasant to listen to, it sounded like she was singing, and it was full of smoke and waves, and it was indescribably captivating.

"Even if today's son thinks of some affection and protects the master, the emperor's wind disease has already shown signs, and the little bastard is only 26 this year. Is it possible that the master will use his old body to beg for mercy from the new emperor and let him Is this new prime minister riding on his neck to shit and piss? Sister, you come from a wealthy family, and you are married to a bright matchmaker. Even if the master is really bullied to death by that little thing, you can still keep yourself rich for the rest of your life, but we who are concubines , the fate of life is all on the master."

Mrs. Liu rushed forward crazily, as if she wanted to tear the man's mouth open, "It's you! It must be you! It's you who bewitched the master, right! Ever since you entered the house, there hasn't been a day when the house hasn't been sneaky. You Who the hell are you, who are you!"

At any rate, Mrs. Liu had practiced kung fu for a few days. With a sudden pounce, the delicate concubine turned around, dodged her very lightly, and hung her on Hou Junji's body, gently stroking her. Touching Hou Junji's beard, he said softly: "Master has been a knife in the hands of others all his life. Today, Master will be the one who holds the knife."

When Hou Junji heard the words, he held the knife firmly, and a look of extreme excitement flashed across his face, and asked, "Is the matter over there settled?"

"Several elders have already shot, all of them are top players in the world. For this day, my holy religion has prepared for 20 years. If they don't succeed, they will become benevolent."

This woman is a remnant of the Demon Sect, one of the current leaders of the Demon Sect who possesses peerless charm skills, and the more than 2000 dead men kneeling in the courtyard are naturally impossible to be trained by Hou Junji himself. If he really He has trained more than 2000 dead men by himself, and he has been snapped by Li Shimin a long time ago.

The frustrated Hou Junji and the lingering Devil's Cult, the two could be said to be lovers and concubines, and they hit it off, and Xiao Wu in the middle actually played a role in making the most of the situation. After Yang's death, the Devil's Cult was in disarray. There is no leader, it's just a cornered beast still fighting, Xiao Wu is actually hoping to use this to make the Demon Cult really die and let himself out.

But Hou Junji turned around and said to the dead man who was kneeling on the ground: "If it succeeds today, I, Hou Junji, will repay you generously with the courtesy of a state scholar. die."

As he said that, Hou Junji pulled out the sword in his hand and shouted: "Take action!!!"

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Zhao Mausoleum
Qin Hao was dressed in rough linen and lived in a dilapidated thatched hut. He had just burned the last wave of paper money for Wei Zheng, and went back to his broken bed to lie down, but couldn't fall asleep for a while.

It’s been almost 14 years since time travel. I’ve never lived in such a dilapidated place. It’s worse than when he was a disaster victim in Luoyang. If he doesn’t light a lot of wormwood at night, he feels like mosquitoes can suck his blood. Do it.

Now that he has been robbed of his love, Qin Hao can't relax his demands on himself every day for a month. Ding You has followed the strictest etiquette to guard the spirit these days, so it's definitely unnecessary to have sex Think about it, don't eat meat, don't drink alcohol, live in a straw hut, and wear rough hemp clothes. This makes Qin Hao, who has always been accustomed to fine clothes and fine food, very troubled every day.

I really miss it, who was that yesterday?He secretly sent the best wine and meat over, and was scolded by himself, threw everything on the ground and kicked people away, and now he drools when he thinks about it.

So Qin Hao had no choice but to grieve and resignedly, holding a cornbread that was so thick that it couldn't be rougher, while imagining the taste of bear's paw and scarlet lips in his mind, he took a big bite, and swallowed it sadly, feeling his throat hurt. Almost torn.

Suddenly, in the direction of Chang'an in the distance, a group of cavalry galloped up, rolling up dust all over the sky, looking quite anxious, Qin Hao stood up suddenly, his expression changed drastically.

Zhaoling is the place where Li Shimin will live in the future. Although he himself hasn't come in yet, many people who were buried with him have already come in. Apart from the princes and princesses, people like Qin Qiong, Wei Zheng, Du Ruhui and others The mausoleums of the emperor are also here, so horses are generally not allowed to ride in this place unless. . . . .

When the visitor walked in and saw his face clearly, Qin Hao's heart sank even more.

"Father, Hou Junji is going to start an incident tonight, and time is running out."

Qin Hao's face was so depressed that he was about to drip.

As the saying goes, if you don't keep secrets, you can't accomplish anything. Hou Junji's rebellion is such a big event, but the progress is always under Qin Hao's control. He has waited for this day for a long time, and he is confident that he can stretch out his hand and crush him to death, but what the hell? Jun Ji got up early and late, but it happened when he was worrying about Wei Zheng and Ding. Damn, this time is really too small, he can catch up in 27 days.

Now, it's a little more troublesome.

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