Gu Xun was very generous and did not care about Mei Sanniang's vulgar words. He just waved his hand and reminded, "Miss Mei, be careful with your words!"
"I'll pay attention to your ****!" Mei Sanniang didn't cooperate and still said in a coherent manner, "If you have the ability, kill me as soon as possible.
Let’s see if I can frown!”
"Alas..." Gu Xun couldn't help but sigh, "You two senior brothers and sisters are also interesting. One is silent and the other is swearing."
"But I still have to remind you that if you really choose to fight to the end and would rather die than obey,
The strength of the Armored Sect has only reached its limit today."
"Almost all the disciples of the Armored Sect are now in this prison,
There may be a few people who have slipped through the net, but they are all basically incompetent disciples."
"If you all die, the Armored Sect will become history."
Gu Xun crossed his fingers, supported them on his chest, and said seriously.
The silent ceremony shook slightly, but remained silent.
The scolding Mei Sanniang couldn't help but stop cursing, and her expression became depressed.
Neither of them can turn a blind eye to this problem.
Dianqing is the master, how can we accept the sect passed down by our ancestors to die out?
Not to mention Mei Sanniang, if it weren’t for the sect and these brothers,
With Wei Guo's virtue, she would have run away long ago.
However, they cannot accept the demise of the sect, nor can they accept collective slavery.
This is no different from extermination.
Dilemma,
In a dilemma, facing this situation,
It’s better to shut up,
Even the talkative but brainless Mei Sanniang understands this.
Seeing this, Gu Xun continued his topic calmly:
"You two don't have to be so embarrassed. The so-called house slave is just a casual joke on my part."
"Ha!" Although Mei Sanniang didn't want to speak anymore, she couldn't help but laugh sarcastically.
A joke?
If you don't get satisfactory results, we will definitely become slaves.
Gu Xunquan pretended not to see it and continued to talk to himself:
"With your status, it is impossible for you to become one of the prisoners of Xianyang. Instead, you were sent directly to serve as hard labor. I specially asked you to come through my connections. Naturally, it will be of great use."
"You are technically slaves now, but I will definitely take them off for you."
"What do you two think?"
"Ha!" Mei Sanniang glanced sideways at Gu Xun and replied rudely, "That sounds nice, but you don't want us to be your lackeys.
What's the difference between them and slaves? It's just a different name."
The celebration remains silent.
Seeing that he was silent, Gu Xun temporarily turned his attention to Mei Sanniang.
He held out a finger,
He described in a calm tone, "First of all, the identity of a slave is by no means just a simple title."
Although we are no longer a slave-owning society, domestic slaves seemed to have completely disappeared only after the Republic of China.
Once you become a slave, it is equivalent to the property of the master's family. You don't have to pay any price for killing. In any case, you are a world of difference from a good citizen.
"Secondly..." Gu Xun stretched out his second finger and asked with a smile, "About the lackey."
"This word is too ugly. In fact, it is just an employment relationship. Everyone gets what they need."
"You could serve the Wei court before, why can't you serve me now?"
"At least..." Gu Xun shrugged and said innocently, "You and I have no revenge for killing our father, and your master Zhu Hai's death is closely related to the Wei royal family."
At this time, Dianqing finally opened his eyes and spoke, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he retorted, "Master was killed by your subordinate, Xuan Jian!"
Jianqing remembers this incident clearly.
In the past, he thought that Xuan Jian was still the best in Luo Wang, but as Xuan Jian took action several times in the name of Gu Xun, the Armored Sect also figured out the current situation.
This is also one of the main reasons why Dianqing is unwilling to communicate with Gu Xun.
Revenge of killing one's master is equivalent to killing one's father, which is irreconcilable!
"Well..." Gu Xun smiled slightly, without commenting on this, and just responded, "Xuan Jian was indeed the one who killed him, but regardless of the fact that the main envoy was Wei Yong, the then chief minister of the Wei State, Xuan Jian could really
Can you kill him?"
"Considering that for those of you who practice hard kung fu, your strength declines most significantly as you get older, I don't know how much hard kung fu your master had left before he died."
"If we take you as a standard, if Zhu Hai's hard skills were only slightly stronger than yours during his peak period, then it would probably not be easy for Xuan Jian to kill him."
Dianqing did not answer the question, but Mei Sanniang asked eagerly, "What do you mean?"
Gu Xun responded slightly mockingly, "What do you mean...don't you have any political sense?"
"It was Zhu Hai who killed Jin Bi and helped Wei Wuji control the Wei army."
"Stealing the talisman to save Zhao, defeating the Qin Dynasty, and even eventually forcing Bai Qi to die, Wei Wuji became famous, shocked the seven kingdoms, and was known all over the world. Zhu Hai was also praised by everyone in the Wei state, and even became a general.
But you have considered the previous generation of Wei... No, now it should be the previous generation of Wei. Is the real thought of the king?"
"Will he really appreciate Zhu Hai for this? You can't be so naive, right?"
"No way?" Gu Xun repeatedly emphasized in a weird and sinister manner.
"It is true that King Anli of Wei died of illness before Lord Xinling, but it does not mean that his son, King Wei Jingmin (Wang Zeng of Wei) will write this story off."
"Without enough support, how could Wei Yong, a Sikong, openly assassinate the general of Wei?"
"Without appropriate targeted measures, how could Xuan Jian easily kill the general of Wei?"
"To take revenge, you have to think clearly. No matter how many muscles you train on your body, it won't matter. Just don't let it spread to your brain."
Speaking of this, Gu Xun pointed at his head.
Gu Xun's thinking was very clear and logical. After listening to it, Mei Sanniang's face was full of disbelief.
"How could..."
At this time, Gu Xun made another appropriate provocation, "I can understand if you don't understand this, but... Wei Wuji, the Lord of Xinling, was still alive at that time, right?"
"Didn't he tell you?"
"Or should I say..." Gu Xun turned his gaze to the ceremony with his head lowered, "Didn't he tell you?"
Even if Wei Wuji saw these deep-seated considerations, it would be impossible to tell them to all the disciples of the Armored Sect. What is most likely and should be known about is the ceremony for taking over the position of the leader.
Dianqing remained silent about this.
He didn't like telling lies. If Wei Wuji hadn't told him, he could have spoken out. After all, whether Lord Xinling would tell him the truth about this scandal that might involve his nephew, the contemporary King of Wei, was someone else's business.
So his silence at this time is tantamount to acknowledging that he does know this.
Wei Wuji actually told him, but he didn't tell anyone else.
