"Those who come are not good, and those who are good will not come."

Luo Long walked to the main hall, raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of the golden-winged roc robe at the door, and his heart skipped a beat.

He continued to remain expressionless and cold.

Two younger brothers and one father have died in my family.

If Fu Si of Beizhen comes back to make trouble, he is bullying others too much and does not take the Ministry of War seriously!

Jiang Guichuan and Tan Wenying must take the lead no matter how important the overall situation is.

"As long as we stand on the high ground of morality, no matter how unreasonable Qin Wugou is,

Under the gaze of everyone, there is nothing you can do to stop me!"

With a flash of lightning in his mind, Luo Long crossed the threshold and walked in front of the female Qianhu.

"It turns out that Qin Qianhu from Fusi, Beizhen, is here. Luo is not welcome at a distance, so please don't be offended."

Qin Wugou’s eyebrows were crossed and his eyes were cold, like an iceberg that had not melted for thousands of years.

According to Ji Yuan's previous instructions, he said calmly:

"Master Luo, you're too polite. You are a fourth-grade military attaché, and I am only a fifth-grade military officer with a thousand households. How dare you make such random accusations?"

Smelly bitches are so angry!

Luo Long's face twitched, and Wuming became angry.

I thought that if you had not relied on the power of Black Dragon Platform, Ao Jing would be a powerful official and no one would provoke him.

I don’t know how someone with such a arrogant temperament could be humiliated and manipulated by those generals and nobles!

"I dare to ask Qin Qianhu, what is the purpose of raising troops and leading troops here?"

Luo Long lowered his eyes to hide his dirty thoughts.

"I just happened to pass by Mr. Luo's mansion and heard a lot of noise inside,

It’s a lot of fun playing and playing, so come over and take a look.”

Qin Wugu read it as if he were reading it, with no fluctuation in his tone.

These rhetorics were originally taught to her by her little enemy.

According to your own temperament, if you are really sure.

Wouldn't it be refreshing to just break in and capture someone on the spot?

Anyone who dares to dissent will be convinced on the spot!

"Thank you Qianhu for your concern. My father and my brother-in-law passed away in the past few days, and the family is currently conducting funeral arrangements."

Luo Long gritted his teeth and said, as if enduring humiliation:

"If it disturbs others, Luo would like to apologize to you all."

As a fourth-grade military attache in the Ministry of War, he behaved in such a groveling manner.

The passers-by who were watching, as well as the housekeeper and colleagues who came to express their condolences, all felt compassion for him.

At the same time, I also sighed in my heart, Beizhen Fusi is really as domineering and arrogant as the legend says!

"That's not necessary. Now that I've caught up, Master Luo, can you let me go in and offer a stick of incense?

Commander Ao often said that when we go out in Beiya, we should pay attention to etiquette in everything we do.

We must not let other people think that we are all arrogant and domineering scoundrels like wolves and tigers!"

Qin Wugou's tone was light, but the weight of his words was very heavy.

All the bullfighting uniforms and cloud eagle robes were well rehearsed, and they all looked at Luo Long who was blocking the door.

Suddenly, an invisible pressure fell on the fourth-grade military attaché of the Ministry of War.

"Qin Qianhu is so generous, how can Luo refuse? Please come in!"

Luo Long thought for a moment and glanced at the dozen or so people.

There was no figure of Ji Yuan among them, so I felt a little relieved.

Rumors of leaks and insider leaks should be nothing more than a shadow of a snake.

God knows that and the earth knows it, and I and I know it.

Unless it's a little ghost venting a message or a wandering ghost reporting the news.

Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to ask outsiders to inquire.

"Within a few days, your younger brother will die first, and your lord will go later.

Mr. Luo, are there any problems with the feng shui of your home?

I happen to know a master who is a close disciple of Qin Tianjianzheng.

I am very good at observing Qi and can introduce it to you to resolve this disaster."

Qin Wugou clasped his hands behind his back, the corners of his Dapeng robe rolled up.

She entered through the side door and walked into the main hall where the funeral was held.

Along the way, there were officials at all levels from the Ministry of War, as well as many friends and relatives.

They are all guests of condolences.

It can be seen that the elder man of the Luo family is quite popular.

"Feng shui and luck are all myths. Luo never believes in them."

Luo Long looked cold and shook his head.

He tried hard, but he couldn't guess why Qin Wugou came to visit?

Is it just to beat yourself up?

Lest I feel resentful and waiting for an opportunity to take revenge on the pretty boy named Ji?

This pair of dogs!

They actually teamed up to bully the Luo family!

Sooner or later they will have to look good!

Qin Wugou narrowed his eyes and said sideways:

"Master Luo, a person's life is good or bad,

Sometimes it is not destined by God, but by observing one's heart, observing one's actions, and sowing the cause and reaping the result.

It’s better to believe that it exists than to believe that it doesn’t exist.”

She has the blood of Ryuko, and is extremely sensitive to the kindness and malice of others.

Just like Ji Yuan’s little enemy, although his hands are dirty,

But he is a first-rate gentleman and has never had any evil thoughts.

On the other hand, Luo Long's dirty thoughts are always looming and never stop.

"Qin Qianhu, please."

Luo Long turned a deaf ear and took three sticks of incense and handed them over.

Three fine ebony coffins are placed in the main hall, each with a copper basin.

The female relatives in the mansion knelt and sat on both sides, all wearing sackcloth and mourning, sobbing hard.

Put a handful of paper money into it and turn it into fragile ashes.

"Lord Luo, I just remembered that your two younger brothers died at the hands of Ji Baihu from Fusi, Beizhen."

At this time, Qin Wugou did not have the frivolous temperament of Long Zi's blood, and his ability to act on occasion was shallow.

There was no acting in that look of surprise, and it almost had the words "I'm looking for trouble" carved on his head.

"My second brother violated the national law, was deceived by villains, and attacked and killed the imperial officials.

My third brother is too clever to be wise, makes careless friends, and is very close to the Cao Gang... They are all responsible for themselves and cannot blame anyone else."

Luo Long's face tightened, and his eyes almost burst out of fire.

This time it’s not all staged, it does have some real feelings mixed in.

There are five members of my family, two brothers were killed by Ji Yuan, and my biological father also died because of that Liaodong mud-legged man.

The blood debt of three lives needs to be repaid!

How can one be without resentment?

"Sir Luo is indeed a great talent in the Ministry of War and a pillar of the country. He has such an awareness. I can't help but respect him."

Qin Wugou held three incense sticks in his right hand, but he still did not bow down to worship.

Instead, it was like setting up a stage to sing a opera, bringing up those trivial matters.
To be continued...