I, the Zhu family incense spirit, the Ming Dynasty's destiny is against the will of heaven

"Gotcha!".

"Send you back to the East Palace, I'll go, I'm Jinling Chenghuang, his every move can't escape my eyes!"

Long Bo rushed down with interest.

Zhu Xiongying looked at Chang Yuchun with a stunned face, and with a slight sense of solemnity, he smiled, "Grandpa, what's wrong?"

Chang Yuchun came back to his senses and shook his head, "Xiongying, didn't you say that you won't do it yourself?"

"Grandpa, I'm definitely not going to use the people to do this. "

"But I didn't say it, what I said, it must count?"

"It's one thing for a person not to be a bad person, but if you give up using conspiracy methods, then this person will definitely not be able to survive at the top of power!".

"Therefore, I will use the conspiracy, and I will not hesitate to use the conspiracy as long as it is needed. "

I want to live.

Still alive!

I'm going to resurrect the elves!

Zhu Xiongying added.

Then he continued to explain: "I don't care about the life or death of that scholar. What I care about is that there are so many people as witnesses, and I have broken them and analyzed them very clearly. "

"Once this scholar dies, whether Hu Weiyong and others kill it or not, they will all carry this black cauldron!"

"Through the death of this scholar, the people will conclude that there is an evil force in the court against the emperor's grandfather!"

"The evil god of Kongjiadian, why did you save Hu Weiyong?"

"Hu Weiyong is a nail that has penetrated into the imperial court, and he wants to restrain us!"

Chang Yuchun shook his head helplessly and smiled: "You are really different from your father!".

Zhu Xiongying smiled.

The struggle was brutal.

Especially this battle between gods and people, people and people, gods and gods.

The losing side will definitely be killed, and the chicken dog will not be left!

The other party will!

He won, and so will he!

After thoroughly mastering the inheritance of incense, he learned a law of the world.

It is possible to have compassion and sympathy for the vulnerable.

But there must be no mercy and sympathy for the defeated opponent!

Hu Weiyong and the others calculated him first, then they had to do a good job of fighting back more ferociously.

When a person encircles himself with some inexplicable rules and regulations, this person's road is unstable, and it can't go long!

......

Zhu Xiongying returned to the East Palace in a very low-key manner, and then plunged into the barracks.

What happened on the street, Zhu Yuanzhang in the palace did not know, and Zhu Biao and his wife in the East Palace did not know.

Curfew approaching.

Hu Mansion.

"Daddy...... Daddy......".

Hu Weiyong's eldest son, Hu Dapeng, seemed to be being chased by a ghost, his face was pale with fright, and he rushed to Hu Weiyong's room.

Hu Weiyong's face changed, and he immediately glared at Hu Dapeng.

After Hu Dapeng and the other maids all went down, they trembled and stammered, "Dad...... Wang Zhe...... Wang Zhe is dead......".

Hu Weiyong's face changed dramatically, he struggled to do it, pointed at Hu Dapeng, and scolded angrily: "Didn't I tell you to send Hu Dapeng out of Jinling City, don't touch him!"

Knowing Zhu Xiongying's response measures in the downtown area, Hu Weiyong changed his attention.

gave up the plan to kill the scholar Wang Zhe and blame Zhu Xiongying.

Arrange for Hu Dapeng to send Wang Zhe out of Jinling.

Go to Qufu.

When they go to Qufu, someone will help their father and son solve Wang Zhe and make this person disappear.

Hu Dapeng cried with a sad face, "I did what you wanted, but I sent Wang Zhe out of the city, and after the separation, Wang Zhe just rode a horse and ran a distance, and the person suddenly convulsed, and then died very hideously!"

Hu Weiyong's serious illness became loose, and his face twitched fiercely.

Smack!

Waving his hand to retreat Hu Dapeng, when there was only one person left, Hu Weiyong grabbed the teacup next to him and smashed it on the ground: "Zhu Xiongying!"

Hu Weiyong was like crazy, and roared hoarsely like a beast.

Hu Weiyong is very sure that this was done by Zhu Xiongying!

Incense Elf, the head of all gods, Zhu Xiongying has this ability!

"Zhu Xiongying, you are your Zhu family, the most despicable!

"In terms of insidiousness, Zhu Yuanzhang can't compare to you!".

Hu Weiyong gritted his teeth and was hideous.

The trembling eyes exposed Hu Weiyong's fear.

Hu Weiyong never thought that Zhu Xiongying, an eight-year-old child, would be so ruthless!

pretending to be righteous in front of the people, breaking open and crumpling the analysis.

forced him to dare not do it.

Zhu Xiongying turned his head and did it himself!

He, Hu Weiyong, was actually calculated by a yellow-mouthed child! It is a typical example of stealing chickens and rice! Lifting a stone and shooting himself in the foot

Hu Weiyong was angry at the same time, and even more frightened, Zhu Xiongying was too vicious!

In silence.

A face fades red.

Poof!

At a certain moment, he suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of black blood ......

That night, the whole Hu Mansion was in chaos.

And when Zhu Xiongying was calling for rain and raining incense to water his reading, he found that a lot of incense was pouring in from all directions.

Zhu Xiongying said to himself with a smile while watering: "It seems that the people are really spreading today's news for me, and the news is rapidly fermenting in every household and neighborhood under this night." "

Zhu Xiongying looked up with a smile, the bright moon and stars in the sky.

A

sudden wave of incense.

For Zhu Xiongying, Hu Weiyong is happier than calculating.

Treating the other in his own way, calculating Hu Weiyong, are all within his plan.

But the incense boom is an unexpected harvest.

Unexpected harvests are the most surprising and pleasant.

A gentle evening breeze blew.

The wind chimes hanging in the window make a joyful ding-dong sound.

Zhu Xiongying suddenly felt that the golden body of Zhihai was slightly hot at the neck.

"Is the elf you?" Zhu Xiongying suppressed his excitement and shouted softly.

The hot place is the place where the elves cry and leave the mark of the sun and the moon.

Ding Ding Dong ......

Another soft breeze blows, and the wind chimes convey a pleasant mood.

Haha......

Zhu Xiongying danced excitedly.

It's an elf!

He's sure it's definitely an elf!

Another soft breeze blew in.

The wind chimes rang crisply.

The

soft breeze lasted for a long time, surrounding Zhu Xiongying, and later gently wrapped around Zhu Xiongying's neck.

This feeling is too familiar to Zhu Xiongying......

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