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Chapter 690 Write him a

Xue Mu hasn't paid attention to the changes in the capital for a long time. This time he stepped on the streets of the capital, which gave him a feeling of depression.

I was tortured by the Jingtian Sect before, and even the powerful people were injured. Needless to say, the people were not much better, even if they were not full of evil. Now the throne has changed again, and the city has searched for remnants, and it looks even more bleak in this cold winter.

When I first arrived at the precious land, the bustling and bustling look was no longer visible. The number of peddlers was reduced, many shops closed, and even the occupancy rate of restaurants was deserted.

Eunuch Li, who was following the two, sighed and said, "The Jingtian Sect is really a sin. I don't know what kind of wind Ji Wuyou's mind was at that time. He even dared to use this idea of ​​hurting our enemies."

"Although he is cunning, he has no ability to withstand pressure. Under my pressure, he becomes more and more extreme. It is my fault. If I didn't use this method, I would have gathered strong people to force him to kill him, and maybe the capital would be able to avoid this disaster."

"If you force it, there will be many troubles. At least Xiahou will not be able to do it in this position. He will have to spend more effort to consolidate the imperial power. Unlike now, he is almost not even a person who complains about it... The only person who can suppress her now is you. If you don't treat her as a puppet and let her play it with her, Xiahou will probably be the most centralized among these generations of emperors." Liu Wanxi paused and smiled and said, "What will the Great Zhou look like now? It's only in your thoughts."

"Me? I just want to ravage the harem, and I don't bother to think too much." Xue Mu didn't want to think about things while traveling here, so he changed the topic casually: "You see, it's still quite lively over there, and I like it just like that."

Liu Wanxi looked at him as she pointed, but saw a sign of the Fengbo Tower dancing in the wind.

Fengbo Tower... In fact, Fengbo Tower in the capital was also much deserted, but these two days are different, because the new work "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" by Sanhao Xue Sheng and his apprentice Yixian has been held here in the past two days. The long-term and stable fan group has great expectations for this new work.

Could it be that "Dream of Red Mansions" is so unearthable? Three good Xue Sheng is now all the Duke of Deer Ding, and he is in power all over the world. Will he be separated from the masses?

Xue Mu just learned that his little apprentice had already created the first two parts he reserved. So, the next outline has begun to be written, otherwise the little apprentice would not be able to explain the account when he came to the capital to ask for the account.

Liu Wanxi looked curiously at the crowded appearance in the lobby of Fengbo Tower: "Is this folk storytelling? It's very fun."

"You haven't heard of it?"

"I heard that when I asked someone to enter the palace, the atmosphere was not like that."

"Then let's squeeze in and listen. In fact, this place is not as crowded as before. There was no place to settle down before. Now I can still get in... It seems that my pen name is getting cold..."

As I stepped into the threshold, I heard a loud shout from inside: "Dong Zhuo hasn't been to Queen Mother He? Isn't Liu Xie pretending to be a man? This makes no sense. This is written by Xue Sheng, Sanhao? Is it an impersonation..."

Xue Mu's face turned dark and Liu Wanxi blushed. The two of them forced themselves to escape and pulled the man up: "Ji Wuxing, are you looking for death?"

Ji Wuxing's face turned green, and he looked at Liu Wanxi in disguise in horror. It took him a long time to wake up: "Mother..."

"Shut up, you idiot!" Liu Wanxi was so angry: "Can you say anything in public?"

Xue Mu sneered: "He is not stupid, don't be fooled by his rashness."

Ji Wuxing smiled bitterly: "Why do you always come across the storytelling several times when you come to hear about it?"

Xue Mu looked around and grabbed Ji Wuxing and left, asked the Fengbolou manager to ask for a private room, and locked it in with a "bang".

"The King of Tang still has resentment, right?" Xue Mu leaned against the door and sneered: "I think Ji Wuyou has stepped down and you have a play to sing?"

Eunuch Li smiled a little sinisterly, reached out and pressed Ji Wuxing's shoulder, and pressed him to sit in his seat.

Ji Wuxing looked at the demonic hand on his shoulder and said for a while: "Li Yingqing began to suppress me at the General Administration of Transportation, hoping to marginalize me. I heard that Zheng Yichen entered Beijing, and he is your Lingzhou transportation supervisor."

“So what?”

"You will settle my case. What happened at the beginning...not only me, but also my second brother and others, and many nobles you look down on will sooner or later there will be a major purge..." Ji Wuxing sighed: "Should I sit and wait for death?"

Xue Mu narrowed his eyes: "So you are struggling to spread rumors, are you still trying to connect with the nobles? Are you forcing me to kill you?"

Ji Wuxing simply said: "Die early and late, you can't escape that knife. Now that you are in great power, you may not even be able to escape that death at a certain time."

"Salvation of others by oneself is a stinking smell." Xue Mu was too lazy to say too much, and said to Eunuch Li directly: "It has nullified his skills and locked him and Ji Wuyou together to go."

Ji Wuxing widened his eyes. He said that Xue Mu would have to settle the matter sooner or later, but he never thought that he would be so blatant that he would not even be guilty of a crime and dare to directly slaughter a prince. His voice began to tremble: "Even if you Xue Mu was rampant, you must have a rule! What about the charges? Where is the imperial edict?"

"Imperial edict?" Xue Mu waved his hand: "Come, let's write one for him."

…………

Eunuch Li took Ji Wuxing to prison, and Xue Mu and Liu Wanxi sat in the private room and continued to listen to the storytelling.

Xue Mu listened with relish as if he was fine, and was telling the difference between the three kingdoms and the original works. Liu Wanxi was a little confused and peeked at Xue Mu for several times, wanting to speak but stopping.

Xue Mu casually said, "Why do you have that expression? Just say whatever you want to say."

"Ji Wuxing just said something...is very important."

"Which sentence?"

"At a certain time, even Xiahou can't escape..."

Xue Mu turned his head to look at her: "You know that I can't do such a thing, but Xiahou also knows that it's impossible. This is Ji Wuxing's unilateral sinister provocation, why should you care?"

"It's his sinister provocation, but if someone else told Xiahou this way, would Xiahou lay a thorn? Are you sure she will not have any conflicts with you due to the imperial power in the future?"

Xue Mu leaned on the back of the chair, and the tired question of Xiahou Di flashed in his heart that day: "Can this kind of thing only lasts forever and never ends?"

He pondered for a moment and smiled slightly: "There won't be that day."

"Why?"

"Because she is Xiahou Di."

At this moment, an inner guard in the palace reported to Xiahou Di: "Your Majesty, Duke Lu Ding did not ask for any responsibility, and directly sacked the King of Tang and put him in prison."

Xiahou Di was giving a memorial, but he didn't look up when he heard this: "Ji Wuxing caused the Luzhou plague, and the sky was angry and people were resentful. Sooner or later, I will settle with him. Moreover, he is not very honest recently, as if he has conspiracy. What's the problem of killing him as soon as possible?"

"But..." The inner guard hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Where does the Duke of Deer Ding have this power? He did not obtain His Majesty's consent."

Xiahou Di finally put down his red pen and said lightly: "He has it."
Chapter completed!
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