Chapter 3103: A big head

A cold light flashed in Zhu Chengjin's eyes and said coldly: "Then let go of Jinling City and let them plunder for two more days."
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"Two days later, cross the river and land ashore!"
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"When the time comes, if they don't leave, then don't blame me for being polite!"
Although he was used to his harsh behavior, Guo Mi couldn't help a cold sweat behind his back when he heard these words. A cold wind seemed to blow behind him, making him shiver.
He turned his head and glanced subconsciously, only to see a figure walking in from the outside in Shen Shen twilight.
It was Dragonfly, a girl who was rescued from Jinling City by the imperial concubine Sinanyan. She climbed onto Zhu Chengjin’s bed a few days ago and served by his side all the time. Everyone around knows that among ten girls who have served Zhu Chengjin. None of the eight survived two days, but she was the only one who survived.
However, now her face is pale, and her whole person has lost a lot of weight within a few days. Even the girl's lustrous feeling fades, her cheekbones are raised, and when she looks in the dim light, there is a faint feeling of skeletons.
When Guo Mi saw this dragonfly, he couldn't help but frowned.
Probably after hearing Zhu Chengjin's words, she walked to the door and stopped coming in, just whispered: "Young Master."
Zhu Chengjin then raised her head and glanced at her, a little impatient: "Why are you here?"
Dragonfly bowed to him. The etiquette turned out to be the etiquette in the palace. Obviously someone specially taught her these days, she said softly: "It's getting late, isn't the son going back to rest?"
Guo Mi and the others looked at each other, and they both stepped back with interest.
After passing by Dragonfly and leaving Le Zhizhai, Lu Guangwei and Guo Mi couldn't help but look back. Lu Guangwei sneered and said, "So many people have died on the son's bed, and only this girl can survive. Until now, it is also rare."
Guo Mi said: "Don't worry about others, let's pass a message to Li Chen and Fang Zhen."
Although he told Lu Guangwei not to "take care of others," he couldn't help but glance back.
With a sneer, he said, "In this world, there are so many people who are desperate for prosperity and wealth."
Speaking of which, they are all like this.
If you live in peace and stability, it's just trying to get enough food and clothing, but they followed Zhu Chengjin and committed unforgivable crimes. Everyone knew what the result of failure would be, but everyone resisted. But once things are done, there is endless temptation to enjoy glory and wealth.
So a few people left with a smile.
In Lezhizhai, Zhu Chengjin looked at Dragonfly with great interest: "I just heard what I said, why didn't you come in?"
Dragonfly lowered his head and said softly: "The son is talking about a big deal, I don't understand a little girl."
"You are also from Jinling, don't you feel it when you hear me?"
"I am from Jinling, but now I am the person next to the son."
"That Sinanyan, she wants to protect those untouchables. She is your lifesaver. Wouldn't you think about helping her?"
Dragonfly's head was buried lower, and she could only see her long eyelashes trembling slightly.
Then coldly said: "She is a high concubine empress, saving me is like just saving a little cat or puppy on the side of the road. I am nothing to her. If it's not the son, I am still Pour her foot wash by her side."
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"Because of the son, I can live well now."
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"So, there is only the son in my heart, and only what the son thinks is what I think."
Hearing this, Zhu Chengjin felt anxious.
He laughed a few times and stared at the dragonfly contentedly for a while. The girl from start to end, even the strands of hair fit his mind, although she was not tortured to death by him-but that's how it was interesting, looking at her Struggling night after night, making a fragile voice, yet humbled for survival, which made Zhu Chengjin more satisfied than simply torturing a slender girl to death.
He said, "Very good."
Dragonfly raised his head and glanced at him cautiously: "The son, are you going back to rest?"
Zhu Chengjin thought for a while, then looked back at the mourning hall, and after all he said, "You won't go tonight. Go back by yourself. This work is going to be here and watch him all night."
A look of loss appeared on Dragonfly's face.
But she didn't flatter her request too much, only gently bowed to Zhu Chengjin, turned and left.
When she was gone, Zhu Chengjin turned her head to look at Xu Shizong’s spiritual position in front of the mourning hall. He was the only one left here. Even the sound of the wind seemed to calm down. Only the white banner above her head was swaying slightly, looking incomparably in the night. Of infiltration.
Originally, in the first seven days of ordinary people’s death, family members would walk to the roof with the old clothes he wore and shout loudly the name of the deceased, calling him back, but here, Xu Shizong does not have a family, so Zhu Chengjin's background, it is impossible to do such a thing for him.
However, Xu Shizong did make great contributions to him.
Moreover, his death was indeed the result of his connivance by Zhu Chengjin. Now facing those three policies, when he was a little helpless, he somewhat regretted it.
So he stayed in the mourning hall, looking at this man who could almost turn his hands for the clouds and rain, but after his death, there was only this slight glory, and he couldn't help thinking of himself.
What will his future be?
He is a person who has died once, and he is very familiar with this coldness in the mourning hall.
After thinking about it for a while, Zhu Chengjin seemed to tell him, and then said to himself, "The three strategies you gave, I chose Zhongce."
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"I don't know which strategy you want me to choose, or whether you regret it now."
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"If I choose the right one, and the glory behind you, I will definitely supply you all in the future, even your sister-I thought that I would go to dig her grave, but if you are right, then I will forgive you. She also spared your family."
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"If I choose the wrong one..."
Having said that, he paused for a while, suddenly laughed, reached out and slapped his neck with a slap, and smiled: "Just look at such a great head, who will chop it off."


The mourning hall of Army Master Xu Shizong was set for seven days.
On the eighth day, the people below came in to clean up, and when the spirits were buried, they saw Zhu Chengjin sitting alone in the mourning hall. He hadn’t slept all night. Ge Long stayed outside and didn’t dare to seize power, watching him red When the eyes came out, everyone was a little panic.
"The son..."
Zhu Chengjin wanted to talk, but after staying up all night, his throat was like a fire, and he couldn't make a sound for a while. He coughed twice before saying, "What's going on outside?"