Chapter 44 Holy Order

Before Ji Bai finished speaking, he suddenly swept his fist and reached Ji Mingde's eyes. Ji Mingde didn't avoid his father's fist and went to the tip of his nose. He suddenly turned his hand and twisted it backwards from his arm to his entire person. Ji Bai's whole person was twisted backwards like a twist of twists and fell on his gold and silver rack. With the smash, the yellow and white thing was shaken down and rolled on the ground.

Ji Bai struggled and wanted to get up, so he grabbed the silver ingots beside him and smashed them one by one according to Ji Mingde.

Silver ingots and silver ingots were all in pain for Ji Mingde. He seemed to have no pain and didn't care. He walked to Ji Bai and watched him struggle to get up to take care of his temples. He kicked Ji Bai back three steps back.

Li Han is a literati. He probably has never seen anyone hitting people like this with his hands on the back of a chair and knocking them away, shaking his head and leaving his face.

Fang Shengping drooped his eyebrows and looked at his apprentice with two sharp eyes, which made him feel particularly good to watch. He also asked Baoru softly: "Are you afraid?"

Baoru held the back of the chair with both hands, forcing himself to not slip down. He was afraid that Ji Mingde's foot would die, so he only wanted not to anger him in this life, and not to ask him to kick his head, but he also pretended to be calm: "Mingde does whatever he does, there is a reason for him."

Fang Shengping snorted in his nose, "Yes. You women must remember one thing. No matter what a man does, he has his own reason. He talks about the three and four virtues in a long way, but if you summarize it, do you understand?"

When he tied Zhao Baosong, blackmailed his family's wealth, and turned the bottom of the Zhao family's ancestral home around the sky. On the first night of the Lunar New Year, the bandit leader Fang Shengping, who tied Zhao Bao to the stone and froze to death, made a circle. Baoru had to call him godfather.

She said, "What my godfather said is, my wife knows it."

The first time we met was when Baoru took the silver to redeem Zhao Baosong. Fang Shengping was sitting on the Immortal Cliff, with a stone chair covered with tiger skin mattresses, with his legs tilted over his head, and looked coldly at her and Huang, and took out his hands to make up the silver.

At that time, probably Ji Mingde was there too, maybe in the dark, where she couldn't see it. So he still searched her gambling strings, collars, and the earrings that were taken off her ears at that time, and gave them to her.

When Ji Bai traveled around the country, he practiced a lot of kung fu, combining the north and the south. Although he was tied up and hung for a whole day, he fought to the death and his moves were all dead. Ji Mingde was a bandit who beat children. He was taught by Fang Shengping himself. Not only did he cause death, but he was also vicious and cruel.

The two of them were fighting in the entire database, and silver ingots flew around. The three people sitting in the middle looked at them without saying a word.

Suddenly Ji Bai staggered, Ji Mingde kicked his back, and there was a crack in the air. Ji Bai's waist hit the ground first, and he slapped on the ground. Ji Mingde's feet then followed and stepped on his vertebrae. With the crackling sound, Ji Bai vomited blood and gasped like a broken gong: "Ji Mingde, I am your father!"

"But you killed my elder brother. You must know that it was the first one who had his own father killed his son, and only the first one who had his own son killed his father." Ji Mingde dragged a wooden basin and picked Ji Bai's wrist with a dagger. Under the warm yellow light, he smiled with a cracked lips. Baosuo smiled like a creepy. He really wanted to kill Ji Bai.

There was hot water in the basin. Ji Mingde pressed Ji Bai's hand in, and blood spread out, and immediately dyed a basin of water red.

He said, "This is your way to kill my elder brother. If the hot water promotes blood circulation, the blood vessels will not condense. On the Guanshan Road, the blood that he mixed with was dry for a whole hour. You still have an hour to say whatever I ask, and if you don't tell the truth, you will die immediately!"

In Baoru's opinion, Ji Bai is also cowardly.

He probably also found that his son had no feelings for him and could not move. He knocked on the ground and said, "Mingde, Wang Dingjiang said at that time, if Mingyi did not die, our whole family would have no way to survive. I exchanged his life for our lives. The reason why you can still live now is because I cruelly killed him.

It’s also your son. How can I feel good when I kill Mingyi? My father won’t fight for it anymore. The Ji family’s wealth, connections, and medicinal business are all yours. Just let your father live like a dog. Is it okay?"

Ji Mingde half bent his knees, staring at his father like a cat playing with a mouse, and smiled again: "I remember that my elder brother set out to Chang'an in May of the 19894-1995 to provide imperial medicine to the palace. What did the elder brother see when he entered the palace? Wang Dingjiang had to kill him?"

In June of the second year of Yuanshou, the first emperor was in great service, and at the same time, the young emperor Li Shaoling ascended the throne. Ji Mingyi was the palace that was about to enter, and he gave medicine to the seriously ill emperor. He must have seen something that should not be seen, so he was silenced by Wang Dingjiang regardless of the consequences.

Ji Bai shook his head repeatedly: "Mingde, if I knew what Mingyi saw, do you think Wang Dingjiang would let me live?"

Li Han sighed and rubbed his eyebrows gently: "What a pity Mingyi is such a good child, Ji Bai, you are just a beast!"

Fang Shengping still sneered: "Ji Bai, you will not be wronged even if you die. Wang Dingjiang is just a castrated person, why should you cover up for him? Tell Mingde the truth, Wang Dingjiang will kill you for you, and I will avenge Mingyi's revenge.

The bandits in Qinzhou will eventually advance eastward on the day when they become famous, I will build a great underground palace for you, so that you can become a king in the underworld. How about it?"

Ji Bai still shook his head, and the handsome middle-aged man was tortured by his own son and turned into a paralyzed person.

He smiled bitterly and said, "I have a wealthy family and have not lived enough good days. The letters sent by Mingyi from thousands of miles away were burned. I don't know what he saw in the palace. If you really want to avenge Mingyi, then go and ask Wang Dingjiang in person to see what happened that night in the palace."

Baoru calculated from these people that Ji Mingyi should have entered the palace to pay tribute medicine on the eighth day of the fifth lunar month of the Jiawu year. That night, not only Ji Mingyi was in the palace, but she was also there.

Li Shaoling, who was still the prince at that time, was just eight years old. The child was probably too lucky and did not like to eat since he was a child. That day, he refused to use dinner and bargained with Empress Dowager Bai, who was still the queen at the time. He had to let Baoru play with him for the middle of the night before he was willing to eat ten meatballs.

Empress Dowager Bai could not cure her son, so she had to beg Baoru to stay.

It was exactly that night that the late emperor Li Daiye died and Li Shaoling succeeded to the throne.

That night, Li Shaoling vomited when he ate meatballs, but Baoru changed his clothes for him. The child was naughty and played hide-and-seek with Baoru in the palace in the middle of the night. Baoru did not find Li Shaoling, but by chance, he encountered an emperor's collapse.

As for the sound of axes and candle shadows in it, how the late emperor died, what he said and did before his death, and who was there, Baoru hid in the dark and saw clearly.

Perhaps Ji Mingyi was like her, Wuwang was involved and knew the inside story, so he was chased by Wang Dingjiang to silence him.

That night, the late emperor gave her a blood-written sage. If that sage is made public, neither Empress Dowager Bai nor the young emperor Li Shaoling, nor Prince Rong Li Daimao would die.

She was a little girl, and she actually avoided the numerous inspections in the palace and was not suspected by Empress Dowager Bai. She took the blood letter and the sage edict out of the palace and handed it over to her grandfather Zhao Fang. After weighing the pros and cons, Zhao Fang chose to remain silent in order to ensure the overall situation of the country and not make it public.

It is just this truth that a tree wants to move but the wind never stops. Zhao Fang thought about protecting the country and the country was not in chaos. After Empress Dowager Bai woke up, she insisted on asking for the imperial edict. For this reason, she did not hesitate to kill Zhao Fang's nine clans.

The handwriting of the blood letter from the late emperor caused Baoru's family to be destroyed, and it also made her and Zhao Baosong in danger. The bandits filtered it, Wang Dingjiang searched it, and the prefect Hu Kui searched it carefully. Now, most people have given up.

Only Yin Jiye did not give up and used a gimmick with Miss Luo as a gimmick, and wanted to take her from Wang Dingjiang and Empress Dowager Bai, pry her mouth open, and take out something.

It was like a snake shedding her skin, time and time again, she survived rounds of searches, kept her mouth shut, and hid the thing in a secret unknown place.

That was her death order and her life span. As long as the sage is released, she, Zhao Baosong and Xiao Qingmiao will be silenced like Ji Mingyi, without leaving a single one.

When the blood gradually filled the basin, there was a sound of gurgling.

The sound of the chair rubbing against the ground sounded particularly harsh. Fang Shengping and Li Han also came to the edge of the basin. The three of them asked Ji Bai together, wanting to know what happened in the palace one night.

Baoru held the back of the chair tightly from beginning to end, looked forward, and suffocated his strength to let himself slip off the chair.

It can be imagined that if she had not had Ji Mingde at the time, she would have married Li Shaoyuan at the moment when he broke up with the engagement, whether she fell into the hands of Wang Dingjiang or Yin Jiye, she would have become Ji Bai at this moment, tortured and tortured to the point of dying.

She felt that she could not withstand this torture, and might be even more cowardly than Ji Bai, and died earlier than Ji Bai.

About half an hour later, the blood in the wooden basin, as big as a bathtub, was almost full. Ji Bai's face was pale and dying. His eyes were as pitiful and helpless as he looked at a hunter's deer, blinking: "Mingde, you are both in the two families, I am your father. If I die, you will not be able to pass the spring exam next year. My son's future is more important than the old father's low life. Is it good to keep your old father's life?"

Ordinary people have only one father and one mother, so they have to be filial to their future.

Ji Mingde saw that my mother was in a coma and she was still killing her father here. He kept playing with the dagger in his hand, and stopped at this time, and smiled again: "This shouldn't be something you should worry about, don't worry."

He watched Ji Bai fall into a deep coma and lose his breath, and took out his hand from the blood-filled basin. An embroidery needle carefully stitched the wound on Ji Bai's wrist.

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Suddenly someone knocked on the door, and Huang Wu came in with a push-up. He raised his waist and said respectfully, "Brother, it's almost the same there, where are you?"

Ji Mingde straightened his waist, pulled off the straight tucked on the waist of his pants and patted it gently, stared at the dead old father for a moment, and said, "Come in and pack up the basement, throw Hu Kui, Hu Guan and Hu An in together. Then I put the silver into it, and then move all the silver out, build a wall and seal the basement."

Li Han and Fang Shengping had already stood up and left. Ji Mingde pulled Baoru's hand and looked back at the bandits coming in busy counting the accounts and sorting out the silver ingots. He looked back at his old father Ji Bai, who was his biological father. He had blood dried from his wrist and sewed the wounds. He could not see the wounds on his face.

This treasury is his gold and silver treasury, and his last destination. He silent for a moment, and then ordered: "Put the body of Mr. Ji and put it in a coffin, and don't insult him again!"

Seven or eight bandits were Ji Mingde's confidants who had been through life and death for many years. Besides Li Han and Fang Shengping, the only person who knew that he had killed his father, all looked at Ji Bai's body, knelt on the ground and kowtowed him three times, and moved his body.

It was already the third update of the depot. Baoru followed Ji Mingde and passed by the small kiln with Juan hanging, he couldn't help but shivered again. The two old men walked in front. She was too intimate and scared, and she was trembling, and Ji Mingde's hand was already holding it.

"Did you see Juan?" He stopped, his voice just to her ear.

Baoru nodded slightly: "It's so cruel!"

After a moment of silence, Ji Mingde smiled softly again, his hands full of calluses kept rubbing her soft little hands: "I clearly reminded Huang Wu that he would not take you around, but he actually took you to see the pickled stuff. It can be seen that he was also itchy and wanted me to peel him."

Baoru held Ji Mingde's hand in both hands, and his fear was suppressed in his throat: "I'm very good, not afraid at all. Brother Huang Wu is a good person. He shouldn't peel it randomly. Can you let him go?"

Ji Mingde smiled. She couldn't change her habit of recognizing her brother.
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