Chapter 62: Grand Lord

Chapter 62—The Big Heroes
Jing Qi's mood was unbalanced all day, he was very tired, he couldn't sleep well, with his eyes closed, he was full of dreams, when he was in the sun, when he was in the hell, when he woke up, he felt drowsy and couldn't remember What was I dreaming about just now.
So when he pushed him gently, he immediately woke up.
He squinted his eyes at the still dim sky, and just woke up, his voice was still a little loose, and his words were hoarse: "What time is it?"
Ping'an said: "Only four days later, Master, Zhou Gongzi is here."
Jing Qiyi frowns, his eyes haven't rubbed yet, but his head is awake: "What time is it? Others?"
He calmed down and said, "In ... the backyard."
When Jing Qi got up from the bed and asked Ping An to wait to get dressed, he asked, "What is he going to do in the backyard?"
Heian said: "The slave put the body of ... in the backyard first."
Despite his unwillingness to see the auspicious corpse, he cleared it up and went to the backyard. The auspicious body was covered with a white cloth, and a corner was opened, and Zhou Zishu crouched beside him, his expression sullen.
Jing Qi has never seen him look like this, and could not help asking: "What are you doing ...?"
Zhou Zishu glanced up at him blankly, pointing at Auspicious and asking, "You brought it to Guangdong and Guangxi, did you not leave him?"
Jing Qi waved his hand and told Ping An to leave first. When he and Zhou Zishu were left, he sighed softly and said, "I want to stay, too."
Zhou Zishu turned his gaze, as if to study the auspicious corpse carefully. After a while, he seemed to respond with no sound: "Yes, I can't keep it."
"Zishu?"
When Zhou Zishu fell back, he sat on the ground with his hands behind his back, the long hair of his horns dropped, and his face was indescribable in the dark. He took a deep breath, bowed his shoulders, and used his hands. He put a hard smear on his face, and Jing Qi came to him and found that his eyes were actually tangled with blood. It was only a day when he didn't see it.
I only heard him say: "Jiu Xiao went out today ... I met a little girl who sells in the restaurant. He gave the girl a little money, and the girl gave him this." He said, pulling out a wrinkled one from his sleeve. Note, handed to Jing Qi.
Jing Qi took it in confusion, only one glance, he understood, his face suddenly became white, and suddenly raised his head: "What about people?"
"Who?" Zhou Zi smiled astringently. "You said the girl of the restaurant? I dealt with it, Liang Jiuxiao ... Liang Jiuxiao ... He said killing and killing me, asking me to kill him."
"I think badly." Jing Qi said lowly, the wind and the waves came over. I didn't expect to overturn the boat at this little girl, but at the moment I couldn't say anything. "It's my fault, Zi Shu. I will fight back and kill me at your disposal, but this matter must be dealt with cleanly, so that no one else can know, take me to meet him first-you get up. "
Zhou Zishu stood up with his strength and shook his head, silently watching Jing Qi asking someone to prepare horses and cars, and then followed him out.
Zhou Zishu's house was hidden behind a large satin shop. The front door was closed. After a dark door, he went to the backyard. A lot of plum trees were planted in the small yard. When the plum blossoms are open, the fragrance can spread far away. In there, after passing a small corridor, it was another yard, but it looked much stricter.
Zhou Zishu always brought Jing Qi to the inside, and pushed open the small broken door in a corner. There were a few people guarding the door-it was a prison cell with a deceptive face inside.
Zhou Zishu said blankly, "I locked him in."
Jing Qi glanced at him, and then hurriedly followed an old servant who led a lamp. The prison room was curved and curved, and every turn was guarded by someone, which was more severe than the prison department. Yes, all the way to the inside, Zhou Zishu stopped and refused to go inside.
Jing Qi glanced at the guard and said to the old servant who led the way: "Leave a key for me, please go out for a few moments."
When everyone had withdrawn, he walked over and opened the iron door of the cage.
Liang Jiuxiao shrank at the corner, and the food on one side didn't move at all. It was cold. When Jing Qi came in, he looked up at him stubbornly, and a yin and yang smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Master, thank you for your hospitality that day."
Jing Qi walked to him without a word and looked down at him, a face that was usually gentle and chilled down, and it seemed that he had brought a force of oppression out of thin air. So Liang Jiuxiao first removed his eyes and stared at the corner stiffly, saying, "Is the prince here come to be a lobbyist? I forgot that the harm of loyalty is still yours ..."
Jing Qi suddenly reached out and grabbed his collar, kicked Liang Jiuxiao from the ground, pushed it the wall, and then punched him on the lower abdomen. Liang Jiuxiao was a little bit confused. He didn't expect him to do it. He didn't escape on the spot. He bent down with a humming sound, and Jing Qi punched him again on his chin.
He had no mercy in his fist, he dazzled Liang Jiuxiao's head, turned his head, full of rust, opened his mouth and spit out a blood spit, and stepped back two steps, watching Jing Qi want to give He also made a punch on the other side, and Liang Jiuxiao hurriedly put his arms up in front of his head.
Jing Qi slowly retracted his fist. Liang Jiuxiao waited for a while, then lowered his raised arm, and touched his chin with his hands blankly, listening only to Jing Qi and saying, "Liang Jiuxiao, you know 'Conscience 'How do you write two words?'
At this point, he also wanted to ask another person-auspicious, do you know how to write the word "conscience"?
Liang Jiuxiao froze for a moment, and suddenly remembered that after his slap, Zhou Zishu's pale complexion was tense in his heart, and then he calmed down and chuckled: "Master, everyone said before, that The chair was propped up by the dead man's bones. I only acted like a river and lake artist, but I didn't expect it to be true. "
Jing Qi's face didn't even have the slightest fluctuation.
Liang Jiuxiao took a deep breath: "Master Wang, then dare to ask, where is your conscience?"
"Tell the dog to eat." Jing Qi said lightly.
Liang Jiuxiao looked at him stunned first, then suddenly laughed, and seemed to hear a big joke, the waist was bent, but the laughter became more and more like crying: "Master Wang ... Lord Wang is really the first candid in the world man of."
Jing Qi ignored his crazy look, and only said gently: "Jiu Xiao, if you drive a horse-drawn carriage, the horse is shocked, there are seven or eight people on the carriage, and they rush straight towards the cliff. No, at this moment there is a fork in the road. You turn on, and these seven or eight people will not have to die. "
Liang Jiuxiao didn't understand what he meant, but after all, there was still some awe in Jing Qi in his bones, and he couldn't help but stop the laughter and listened, just listening to him and then saying, "It's just that there is a child who can't dodge that road, you The carriage pulled over and he was dead. What should you do? "
Liang Jiuxiao opened his mouth and said nothing.
Jing Qi stared at him with a pair of eyes, pressing tightly: "Are you asking these seven or eight people to die or make a turn?"
Liang Jiuxiao was dumbfounded and said, "I ... I would rather die by myself."
Jing Qi smiled, "You? You can't die."
Liang Jiuxiao leaned back against the wall of the cell. After a while, he slid down the wall, sitting on the ground with one butt, and bowed his head, "I ... turn."
Jing Qi said flatly again: "Okay, you turn. Still the carriage, or the seven or eight people are going to fall off the cliff. If you are by this time, you are anchored in the jumping point, your legs cannot move, only I can watch it with open eyes. At this time, there is a passing person next to you. You know that he is a good man, but you also know that by throwing him down, you can stop which crazy horse and rescue the seven or eight people. Do you throw it? ? "
Liang Jiuxiao looked up at him creepily: "What?"
Jing Qi nodded and said, "Yes, you just chose to make a turn, and decided to kill the life of this person, save the life of everyone in the car, so at this time, you should also throw him down ..."
Liang Jiuxiao cried out, "What are you talking about ?! Why would I go for nothing ... to kill a good person?"
A funny smile appeared on Jing Qi's face, which made his handsome handsome gentle face that Liang Jiuxiao used to look stern, and only listened to him slowly said, "When you are in a carriage, you can only choose one road. When you turn and use one life to replace the lives of seven or eight people, you said that you had to, but when you were called to kill, you would rather watch these people die, rather than dirty your hands. Good, good, good "
He said three "good" words in succession, sneering out loudly: "Well, there is a great hero in Liangyi, a great hero in the country and a great people.
Yan Yan turned and left, as if he was too lazy to look at Liang Jiuxiao.
Liang Jiuxiao looked at his back and sat on the ground.
Jing Qi strode across the corner and saw Zhou Zishu's single figure standing there, then sighed, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, Zhou Zishu smiled bitterly, grabbed his hand, and said rudely: ... I invite you to drink. "
Jing Qi shook his head: "I owe you."
Zhou Zishu said quietly: "What's the relationship with you, Lord, you are not a god, are you not a person?"
Jing Qi was shocked, and for a long while, he smiled bitterly: "It's a person, but he just eats people's food, but doesn't do much about personnel-you take care."
He quietly left, and no one remembered closing the open cell. How long Liang Jiuxiao sat in it, and Zhou Zishu stood outside for a long time.
Until the early morning of the second day, Liang Jiuxiao stepped out from the inside and met Zhou Zishu. He didn't say a word for a long time, and for a long time he called out, "Master ..."
Zhou Zishu closed his eyes and said nothing. He just spread his arms and embraced him into his arms.
The world is complex and should not be considered. Thinking deeply is suffering.
A person who can make a pot of muddy wine and a big dream is a wise man, and he must have a great blessing.
Liang Jiuxiao seemed to be silent all of a sudden, and everything he believed was overthrown overnight, but at any rate stopped. Zhou Zishu and Jing Qi both breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment they couldn't care less about him-something happened in the northwest.
Jiang Zheng wrote a few years ago about the hidden worries of the spring market in Northwest China. Now, when Jiang Zheng dies, it seems like a curse has come true.
Zhao Zhenshu and others fell off the horse. In previous years, the spring market was all run by Zhao Zhenshu, but in the spring of the year, the Wag Dai people in the northwest suddenly discovered that the officials in charge had changed a whole lot of new faces. Very unreasonable.
Northwest China has just been cleaned up. Who dares to be a criminalist in this section? So for the people of Daqing, the levy was too small, and for the Wagyu people, it was a large amount of covert trading and financial loss. Wage was ambitious. He has been a remarkable figure these years. He is a leader called Gexi. In just a few years, he has been subdued by the Northwest Barbarian tribes. As his territory gets bigger and bigger, his ambitions get bigger and bigger.
And finally, the opportunity to break his chest with his ambition came.
In the early summer of this year, the Northwest was in a state of emergency and mutiny. Daqing North Gate, which has been calm for more than a hundred years, was attacked in vain. Basically, the defenders who had returned to the field half of their lives were defeated. In January, they lost nine cities in a row.
This time it really changed.
He Lianpei really knew what was going on this time, and even for several days, he sat on a dragon chair with patience, listening to Wen Chen and the generals clamoring the entire chaos into tens of thousands of ducks screaming in a mess.
Jing Qi had other plans in his heart.