Chapter 331: Fighting Tai Chi

Qin Shouzhuo was able to sit on the crater of Kyoto Prefecture for ten years because of his ability to be able to be good at everything and smoothly. He was considered Emperor Zhaowu's distant cousin and Wen Yanbo's disciple. With these two relationships, he moved around and tried to please both sides. Over time, he became his own person in Emperor Zhaowu's eyes, and Wencheng became a trustworthy good student.

But he needs one condition for everything, that is, both sides must at least maintain peace on the surface. If the two families really reach the point of breaking up, he still has to stand in a row. This is also the reason why he sighed recently, insomnia and anorexia.

Such a guy will never put his feet on a boat until the situation is clear, let alone Qin Lei, a small broken boat with a slim future, so he politely rejected Qin Lei's kindness.

Although Qin Lei did not expect him to agree, he couldn't help but feel angry when he saw his disgusting look. With his wrist trembling, the cold and flexible taming staff was actually thrust against Qin Shouzhuo's arm and made a "bang".

Although Qin Shouzhuo had an old face, he had tender flesh. How could he eat this pain? He felt like his shoulder was cut by a knife, and his heart-wrenching pain was so heartbreaking that he couldn't help but scream with a "Ouch" and hugged his arms and head.

Hearing his cry, Qin Lei said angrily, "I haven't tried hard yet, why are you shouting?" He said with a faint stick and said, "If you call me again, you will kill you..." Qin Shouzhuo then stopped his mouth with tears in his eyes, and looked at Qin Lei with infinite grievance.

After all, he is the Qin family, the prefect of Kyoto for ten years, and the most important figure. Qin Lei cannot beat him up by his temper. He angrily took back the stick and said irritably: "Let's not talk about these things for now. I'll ask you why you were going to drive refugees from other provinces out of Beijing before the New Year?"

Qin Shouzhuo quickly replied honestly: "Report to the prince, this is the rule over the years, and it has always been like this."

With his hands on the taming stick, Qin Lei frowned slightly and said, "What a bullshit rule? Do you know how many people have been frozen to death outside the city and starved to death? No less than 20,000 people!" The anger in his voice became louder and louder, and he had the urge to raise a stick to suck people.

"Why are there so many people? It's not so serious in previous years..." Qin Shouzhuo was also surprised and asked in disgust.

"Nonsense! Is it cold in winter this year in previous years?" Qin Lei said angrily: "Hurry up and think about your mistakes and try to make up for them, otherwise you will be served with a stick!"

Qin Shouzhuo looked at the stick in fear and whispered: "The Xiaguan is only the prefect of Kyoto, and is only responsible for the millions of people in Beijing, but he can't take care of so many people."

Qin Lei stretched his face and said in a deep voice: "I didn't ask you to care about their food, I just ignored them and turned a blind eye to save 20,000 lives. Can't you care about this? I'll kill you, a heartless thing!" At the end of the story, it almost turned into a roar, and finally couldn't help but hit Qin Shouzhuo's arm again.

Now I really used my strength. Qin Shouzhuo's body curled up into a shrimp, and even the wailing sound was released, and he could only breathe violently with a "hoho..."

Seeing his pitiful look of snot and tears on his face, Qin Lei finally believed that this person had almost no resistance to pain, so he lit up his shoulder with a stick and said angrily: "I thought you were a bronze skin, iron bones, and stone heart. Isn't you afraid of pain? You can't even bear such a little pain, but how dare you ruthlessly put the pain on millions of people?"

Qin Shouzhuo rubbed his scorching shoulders and choked, "The prince... Junjian... the lower official walked until he didn't even dare to step on others' shadows. How could he bear to cut off his life? But this decree was issued by the Prime Minister's Office and had to be enforced..."

"Even if it was Wen Yanbo's order, where did you go for your lip service?" Qin Lei was even more annoyed when he saw that he was stubborn in his cooking duck and scolded in a low voice: "Will someone die if he turns a blind eye? I don't believe that the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion will go around the streets to check!"

"This matter is done by Kyoto Bingma Temple and our Kyoto Prefecture. Even if you want to let go, you will not be able to do anything." Qin Shouzhuo looked helpless.

"Kyoto Bingma Temple?" Qin Lei frowned and asked, "When will the ban be reopened and those victims will be allowed to enter the city?" As he said that, he became angry and said, "It was originally a strong laborer, but you have been tortured into sick people. I am so angry!"

"It's enough as soon as the first month of the year comes, and it's been a few days." Qin Shouzhuo replied carefully.

"Bad! Today is the tenth day of the lunar month, and there are still twenty days left! Not to mention those victims who are about to starve to death, even if you starve your wine bag for twenty days, you will still die!"

Qin Shouzhuo said with a deep pain: "After listening to the prince's lesson, his subordinates felt deeply ashamed and decided to change their past mistakes. When the group of victims come in, they must be placed in good health and provide great relief to compensate for the sins committed in the past."

Qin Lei's expression was a little better, and he said coldly: "Don't just say nothing." Qin Shouzhuo nodded like pounding garlic, patted his chest and cursed.

"Then open the door tomorrow." Qin Lei stood up and said simply.

"There is no objection to the Beizhi." Qin Shouzhuo looked at Qin Lei's face carefully and muttered softly: "But whether to let those refugees go to the city is not the final decision of Beizhi."

Qin Lei almost staggered and said angrily: "Do you think Gu Zhen can't do anything to you?"

Qin Shouzhuo quickly argued: "If the prince wants to rectify the humble position, it is as easy as killing an ant. It is too late to respect the humble position? How dare you make a joke? It's just that the Kyoto city gate is under the jurisdiction of the Bingma Temple. Zhao Chengsi and Huyi are at the same level, but they can't command it."

Qin Lei did not turn around, and snorted coldly at Qin Shouzhuo, "Qin Prefecture, have you heard of a story? It is said that there is a good-looking girl in one family. Because she has always had a high-level vision and has not yet gotten married at the age of twenty. She finally couldn't wait, so she found her two families, home and west, and ordered her to choose one of them."

Qin Shouzhuo's throat trembled a few times, and naturally knew that the girl was him. He quickly buried his head between his arms, for fear that Qin Lei would see his face.

He was obviously worried because Qin Lei was too lazy to pay attention to him at all, and just looked out the window and said, "The son of the east family is handsome, tall and burly, but his family is very poor, with patches on his clothes; the son of the west family is just the opposite, his family is very wealthy, but he looks very shady, and he is still a hunchback." He paused and asked softly, "Her father asked her: 'Daughter, who are you going to be with?' Do you know how that girl answered?"

Qin Shouzhuo said softly, "I don't know." Even though he said that, he thought to himself: 'If I were this girl, which one would I choose? It would be hard to choose the home family, and it would be uncomfortable to choose the west family. It is really impossible to achieve both.'

Qin Lei didn't plan to ask him to answer, and gave the answer for a moment: "The girl said that she was willing to eat at the west house during the day and sleep at the east house at night to hold a man..."

"How is that possible?" Qin Shouzhuo couldn't help but whisper: "No one will agree." Then he felt a gust of cold wind blowing towards him. When he looked up, he saw the open door, but there was no one in front of the door.

After being stunned for a long time, Qin Shouzhuo sat on the ground and murmured: "Yes, how could a woman marry twice?"

"Prince, why are you so... gentle to this guy?" Shi Gan walked out of the room with Qin Lei, and waited far away, and asked softly.

Qin Lei did not answer him immediately, and walked a long way before whispering: "A great man said before that uniting the majority and attacking a small group is the magic weapon for any struggle." A self-deprecating smiled: "Even if you are a small group and your opponent is the majority, you must follow this magic weapon."

Seeing that there were no outsiders, Shi Gan was quite dissatisfied: "Does fence-bearers like Qin Shouzhuo also need to be united? What's the use of such people getting diarrhea at critical moments?"

Qin Lei shook his head and smiled, "Does he use something else? But he can't let him sway like a fence-bearing, making people dizzy." In fact, how could Qin Shouzhuo be useless? It's so useful, but he just was too lazy to talk to Shi Gan.

When he arrived at the place where the horse was tied, a guard had already untied the reins burned in the snow and handed them to Qin Lei's hand. When he stepped on the saddle, Qin Lei turned over the horse with a straightforward movement, with his thighs showing a strong and vigorous thigh.

"Prince, where are we going?" Shi Gan asked quickly.

"Kyoto Bingma Temple." Qin Lei said with a clear voice.

Kyoto Bingma Temple leads the garrisons of the entire capital, located on Bingma Temple Street in Xicheng, only three streets away from General Street. Although it is not as majestic as the Taiwei Mansion, it is still the defense center of the capital, and it has its own majesty.

The official of the Kyoto Bingma Temple is a military position, and the rank of the third-rank general of the guard. Although the word "无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无

This Kyoto Guard General Zhao Chengsi had just taken office for less than a year, but the combat power of the Bingma Temple has been greatly improved. At least, he could feel a little solemn and murderous aura from the guards standing guard at the door.

"Stop! Horses are not allowed to run in Bingma Temple Street, and those who violate will be killed without mercy!" Seeing a team of black knights coming from the east end of the street, the guards led the alarm bell and warned loudly.

The guards formed a formation in a flash, and there were spears standing in front of the gate of the Bingma Temple.

The cavalry opposite stopped neatly in front of the door. The cavalry patted the horse's heads lightly, and hundreds of war horses turned beautifully, almost in a blink of an eye, they lined up facing the door.

"His Highness of the King of Longwei County of the Great Qin has arrived. Please quickly ask your general to take over." Shi Gan led the team loudly. When the team heard it, he knew that he could not afford to offend, so he quickly bowed and said respectfully: "Please please come later. Bei Zhi has already notified my general." After that, he stood in front of the door, without any intention of getting out of the way.

Shi Gan was about to have an attack, but when Qin Lei coughed gently, he had to suppress his anger, pressed the knife with one hand and the other, and waited for a stern face.

Fortunately, after a while, the door creaked and the hole opened. Two teams of clearly-clad guards lined up on both sides of the gate. Zhao Chengsi, dressed in military uniform, took his men out to greet him.

Accompanied by the question of "Welcome to Prince Longwei, your highness, thousands of years of years of life." Qin Lei turned over and dismounted, smiled and nodded, "Get up." Then he strode into the yard, and two rows of fully armed black guards followed closely.

Zhao Chengsi quickly stood up and led Qin Lei into the main hall. After taking it as the seat, he asked respectfully: "The prince is here, I wonder what advice?" Looking at the tall and burly general, Qin Lei thought to himself: 'Why are these people all the same accent?' But he was not familiar with Zhao Chengsi, and he had never even spoken before, so he said seriously: "Mr. Zhao, we have never met, but I have long admired your name."

Zhao Chengsi said humbly: "The prince is the real famous one, and he has been very humble for a long time." It is said that it is the flowery sedan chair that everyone carried and praised each other to make fun of it.

Qin Lei laughed and said, "Then we will admire each other for a long time, and we will not conflict." He said, pointing to the chair on the lower head and said, "Sit down, I will not go to the Three Treasures Hall without any trouble."

Zhao Chengsi smiled and refused, "There is no humble seat in front of the prince, so I'd better stand and reply." His words sounded very pleasant, but in fact there was something in his words - we are not that familiar with each other, and I don't plan to do it under your hands. Let's talk about things if we have something to do, don't be so intimate.

Qin Lei had become a human spirit, and immediately tasted the taste in his words, smiled slightly and said, "It's good to stand, digest food."

Zhao Chengsi was able to climb to a high position at a young age, so he was naturally not a fool. Understanding that Qin Lei was laughing at his current situation, he was so stressful that he couldn't bear it. This is the truth. Since Princess Heyang was expelled from Zhongdu, he has looked in the mirror with a big yellow dog, and is not a human inside or outside. The Grand Marshal Li Hun didn't like him to obey Princess Heyang's words and gradually alienated him, afraid that he would take him down as long as he had the chance. Emperor Zhaowu and Prime Minister Wen were not in the way of dealing with him, so he was naturally happy to read his jokes.

The only princess Heyang who could rely on went to Dongdu again. He felt a little lonely and helpless. He was almost overwhelmed.

But no matter how sad he was, he had nothing to talk about with His Highness Longwei. This matter had nothing to do with the matter, and it was purely a different position. Therefore, he was extremely wary of the prince's visit, fearing that his mind would be shaken by the famous clever mouth.

Qin Lei turned his face into a dark and gloomy face and smiled slightly, "I am here today, just for one thing, please cancel the order to ban refugees from entering the city."

Zhao Chengsi couldn't help but sigh in secret and said, 'It's good to do business.' His expression naturally calmed down and he said respectfully: "Prince, this matter was ordered by the Prime Minister's Office and implemented by the Kyoto Office. Our Bingma Temple is just a co-organizer. If you want to solve this matter, you have to go to the prefect Qin or Prime Minister Wen to better."

Seeing that they really started to shirk responsibility, Qin Lei was unhappy, but he also knew that there was no benefit in the attack, so he could only let both sides not even talk well. Besides, they were not relatives of the Qin clan, so they could not beat him, so they could only follow their temperament and try to say calmly: "Gu came from Qin Shouzhuo, and he also agreed to let people go into the city in advance, but he told me that whether to let them go in the end depends on General Zhao's meaning."

He sat upright again, looked at Zhao Chengsi with bright eyes, and said in a low voice: "Nearly 100,000 refugees outside the city have been struggling for half a month in the cold wave that has happened once in a decades. Every day, hundreds of thousands of people die of hunger and cold. They are all the people of my Great Qin, who support us nobles!" Qin Lei's voice gradually became excited, so he had to clench his fists tightly, press the surging anger in his chest, and said word by word: "Maybe in the time we are talking, a few innocent people died."

After saying that, he stood up and bowed, "I have asked for the general for tens of thousands of people outside the city."

Zhao Chengsi suddenly panicked and quickly turned sideways to avoid the prince's salute, saying repeatedly: "If you can't do it, you can't do it. If you are humble, you will have a life-long life." Qin Lei turned a deaf ear to him, and still bowed slightly and clasped his fists, and said sincerely: "Please give mercy to General Zhao."

Zhao Chengsi had no choice but to kneel down for Qin Lei, and said helplessly: "The prince loves the people as much as his son, and he feels deeply ashamed of his humble duties. If he still fails to do anything, he will be punished by God."

As he said that, he stood up and said, "As long as the prefect Qin Gong gave the Dao document, it proved that he agreed first, he would memorize this relationship. Even if he went home to farm, why not?"

Qin Lei looked at him with some surprise, but he didn't expect that this person was so reasonable. However, he didn't know that General Zhao gradually became disgusted because of his frustration these days, so he showed so generously.

He laughed and pulled Zhao Chengsi up from the ground, Qin Lei took a big bag and said, "Mr. Zhao can really accomplish this. That is of great merit. The Lone King said that you will not be affected by it. Don't worry."
Chapter completed!