Chapter 502 (1/2)

Wang Liang gave Wen Jiu a look of ”avoid it quickly”, and then walked into the rain curtain tremblingly.

A group of bodyguards followed and hurried outside the palace.

It was night, the rain was pouring, and the blood was filled in the rain. The waiters kept cleaning up the blood in the hall. I don't know whose body was quickly carried out and thrown out by the curtain.

The lights in the bedroom hall went out, and Zhao fan's shadow was reflected on the hall door, which was particularly terrible.

Warm wine holding the corridor column just stood firm, and even the breath into the lungs was deeply cold.

No one expected that Zhao fan would go crazy because of Wu Zhaoyi's death.

Just now she had to make a few noises outside the hall. She couldn't hear what had happened. She only knew that these eldest ministers had died because the old emperor had lost power.

At present, Zhao fan's foundation is unstable. One thing to do is to eradicate dissidents.

What's good is that Xie Henggang is the dissident Zhao fan is most afraid of.

Count down, Xie is the second.

Warm wine was a little shaky by the strong wind. At this time, the waiters opened the door, and Zhao fan, who was as heavy as water, stepped out and turned to warm wine.

Warm wine behind a cool, suddenly a flash of inspiration, closed his eyes and fell in the rain.

Forget it.

It can be delayed for a while.

She pretended to be unknown. The waiters hurried over and walked up to her with Zhao fan.

Like a poisonous snake crawling in the dark night, he suddenly found the target he wanted to bite.

A moment's silence will kill people.

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North State.

After ye Zhiqiu came, he calmed the riot. Xie took the opportunity to take off all the corrupt officials in beizhou on the charge of rebellion.

Now the people below are all new. They do things neatly, and they have not been involved in officialdom for many years. The utilitarian heart of those old slickers is to put the people first and do everything practical.

The wine warming people brought rice grain to protect their lives. Xie Yu did a lot of disaster relief.

After the heavy snow stopped, the weather was beautiful. Most of them were warm and sunny days. The God of wealth Wen and a group of rich businessmen went to beizhou to throw money and help. Seeing that many houses were rebuilt after the disaster, the victims had places to settle.

Xie Wanjin got a large amount of rice from Nanhua, asked the people under him to send it to the border, and took his people to beizhou.

The fourth childe was dusty all the way. He didn't dare to delay for a moment. He even thought it was a great sin to stop for a drink.

It was not until I got to beizhou that I was relieved to see the straw shed for porridge. I ordered the people to hand over the grain truck to the beizhou guard and said with a smile, ”I'm Xie Wanjin, your cousin of Lord Xie, to deliver food to the victims in beizhou. Please inform me.”

Lord Xie is as cold as ice on weekdays, but childe Xie smiles whenever he meets people.

It doesn't look like a relative at all.

On the contrary, these rice grains look more friendly. The guard hesitated and said, ”young master, wait a minute. I'll report to Lord Xie now!”