Conferred God: I, Who Just Wanted To Run Away, Was Overheard By The Emperor

"Aren't you talking nonsense? But the question is, don't you know what you've done? Can they support you?" Huang Feihu stared directly, there was no secret in the courtroom.

Why those ministers were suddenly so opposed to Yin Ze's suppression of Yin Ze, he also inquired about it.

Good guy, you want to abolish the Shiqingshilu system, and the slavery system. You also want to set up a violent department to monitor the world's hundreds of officials, and wantonly help the common people to become officials in the court.

You are going to take over the ancestral graves of the world's dignitaries!

In the history of the human race, not to mention you are a prince, even the former three emperors did not dare to do so.

Huang Feihu is also a powerful person, and he is also one of the biggest powerful people in the big business.

To be honest, if Yin Ze hadn't been his nephew, he would have killed Yin Ze.

Yin Ze is now the biggest enemy of the powerful and powerful in the world. If you don't get rid of you, it will be difficult to sleep and eat.

But now you tell me that you are going to win over those powerful people to support you...

I just washed my feet, not my head. I didn't get water into my head. I'd be surprised if you believe me!

"Hey, it looks like my uncle doesn't believe my methods." Yin Ze stretched out three fingers, "After Wang Ji, the chief of the Criminal Division, led the troops to the northern Xinjiang to suppress the rebellion, now the Criminal Division is headed by Yang Shancai, who is also Yin Suburban's right-hand man.

Believe it or not, give me three days, and I can make Yang Shancai my person, just follow my lead. "

"Impossible!" Huang Feihu shook his head directly.

Even Di Xin next door shook his head.

Yin Ze gave a wicked laugh: "Don't believe me, listen to me, Gujigujigu..."

Di Xin, Huang Feihu, Zhao Gongming: Hiss! You kid is so poisonous! The heart is really black, the trick is really dirty.

But to say the least, it's pretty awesome.

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Chaoge South City, Chongming Avenue.

This can be said to be the best place for security in Chaoge, because the criminal division of Dashang is set up here.

A brick fell from Chongming Avenue, and ten people were injured, at least three of them were the canine officers of the Criminal Division (equivalent to the cops of the court), so as long as they were not thieves with mental illness, they would not dare to commit crimes on Chongming Avenue. Son.

On this day, in Yanghuafang, which is three blocks away from Chongming Avenue, there is a shop called Wuqixuan, which opens its doors at noon as usual.

Wu Qi Xuan does not sell alcohol, nor does it sell rice, nor does it sell clothes or armor. What it does is a red pill that is swallowed into the belly and fluttering straight into the Ninth Stage.

This kind of business cannot be done by people without background.

It's just that this kind of business is not a serious business after all.

Therefore, the identities of the big bosses behind the cats are all covered by clouds and mountains, and most people really can't figure it out.

However, even if there is a big boss behind it, doing this kind of business requires management from top to bottom.

It must not only feed the old ghost's stomach, but also make the big ghost drink honey, and bring some oil to the mouth of the little ghost.

Today, the business of Wuqixuan is as prosperous as ever. As soon as the door opened, the guests came together to start today's extravagant days of envy and immortals.

The shopkeeper of Wuqixuan took a sip of hot tea and was in a good mood.

This month has just passed less than half, and the amount set by the big boss behind has been completed. When this month is over, it will not be a problem to double it.

At that time, the big boss will definitely give him a large reward, which is estimated to be enough to buy another house and raise a few more beautiful concubines in the 28-year-old foreign house.

On this day, just thinking about it makes me feel comfortable.

"Who is the shopkeeper, get daddy out."

The shopkeeper was comfortably thinking about his happy life in the near future, when a rude cry rang out in Wuqi Xuan.

Taking a closer look, I saw a big man with a big face, a big man, a big man, and a face full of flesh, blocking the entrance of Wuqi Xuan, with a knife in his hand, and at first glance, he was a character who was used to being arrogant and domineering.

The shopkeeper's brows furrowed. For a person who can be a shopkeeper in such a place, seeing six roads and listening to all directions is a basic skill.

At a glance, based on the big man's clothes, his temperament, accent and other details, he can analyze a lot of things.

The standard Chaoge local accent, fresh face, new clothes, thick fingertips with calluses, rough temperament, but white face, no minions around.

The shopkeeper's conclusions are drawn from experience.

This is a dragon crossing the river, and there should be one in the other squares of Chaoge. I came here today to plant a flag in Yanghuafang.

Putting up a flag is a slang word on Chaoge Road.

Where there are people, there are Rivers and Lakes, and where there are Rivers and Lakes, there are people who want to be famous.

Chaoge’s 108 square markets, large and small, are occupied by a wave of scumbags, and every year there are raptors crossing the river. Up the own flag.

This way of crossing the river and putting up the flag is usually very rough. It is just to find a shop in the market to make trouble, play tricks, ask for money, leave a nickname and even put up the flag.

The next thing has nothing to do with these shops. The idiots who originally occupied Fang City will go to him. If he is destroyed, it will even be the flag.

If it is not destroyed, but is driven away, then the Rivers and Lakes in this square market will change their owners.

This year alone, the shopkeepers have seen no less than seven people who have crossed the river this year.

It's just that this idiot who came to plant the flag today, the shopkeeper thought he was a brainless man.

It is common to plant flags, but those who dare to come to Wuqixuan to plant flags are rare.

This kind of Rivers and Lakes thing, in the eyes of people who do business in Wuqixuan, is as naive as playing Jiajia.

But the shopkeeper is too lazy to care about these bastards.

A person who can kill a tiger with one hand can, of course, slap a dog to death with a slap.

However, people who can shoot dead tigers have no face to shoot a dog. Not only do they get dirty hands, but after seeing blood, it is easy to damage Feng Shui, which is a prosperous business.

Taking advantage of the good mood today, the shopkeeper decided to give away some money to fool people away.

"Then who, bring ten big shells." The shopkeeper instructed his subordinates to take some money and put it in a small cloth bag, and walked up to the strong man with an angry smile on his face, "Take it, man, here I am. First of all, I wish you victory and fame."

"Okay, you know the rules quite well."

The strong man took the cloth bag and weighed it twice, showing a satisfied smile.

But in the next second, those big bull-like eyes lit up with fierce light, and slapped the shopkeeper's face with a horizontal knife.

Snapped!

In just one click, three blood-stained yellow teeth flew far away, and one was embedded in the wall.

"Ten big beggars, why do you use grandpa as a beggar to send you away!"

"Listen to grandpa. From today onwards, 60% of your Wuqixuan will be filial to grandpa's pocket. If you dare not agree, grandpa will immediately seal your shop!"

"You! You! Such a big gut, someone, chop him up for me!"

The shopkeeper covered his bloody mouth and got up from the ground. With a shout, Wu Yangyang's black-clad thugs rushed in from the backyard of the shop.

The strong man sneered, not afraid at all, and threw a copper sign to the ground with a bang.

When the bronze medal landed, it was as if the Chu He Han world had been drawn. A group of thugs immediately stopped and looked at the shopkeeper at a loss.

"The shopkeeper, he, he is a member of the Criminal Division."