Chapter 1095 1095: Southwest Layout (Part 2) [Please vote](2/2)
What does it mean to find a stronger target?
No matter how Shen Tang looks for him, the target is his concubine and heir.
and--
"Brother Zhaode, your vision of women has really not improved. In addition to her name, she is a concubine, and her real power is equal to that of a queen. How do you evaluate her as humble and gentle? Do you think everything about her now is meek and gentle? Can it be done with gentleness?”
If you believe it, it is basically equivalent to agreeing with the argument that "as long as you stay safe, you can get pie in the sky". Power must be earned, not to mention that Mi is a dancer, and her identity is among the concubines in Wu Xian's backyard. He is as low as medium and can't be any lower, and he doesn't have any skills to suppress other women? Isn't this completely funny?
"Being a role model for women with good conduct can convince others with their virtue."
Shen Tang: "..."
Others say this is nothing, but Wu Xian said it is very funny. If Wu Xian really recognizes the power of "role models", then what does it mean for him to kill his brothers when he was young? Is it a boomerang of decades?
Shen Tang clicked on the desk: "For the youngest son."
A sigh escaped from Wu Xian's mouth.
I don’t know whether to let go of my worries or to express my feelings for myself.
After writing one piece, Wu Xian thought it was over, but Shen Tang ordered someone to spread out a new piece of paper: "Here are your five sons."
Wu Xian: "..."
Shen Tang said: "Don't worry, write another copy to Mr. Mi."
Wu Xian finally couldn't bear it anymore and broke the brush with one hand.
"Shen Youli! Don't bully others too much!"
Shen Tang raised his eyelids, calmly looked into Wu Xian's blood-red copper bell eyes, and said: "Wu Zhaode, you'd better not disobey me! We can still discuss it now, because I remember our past friendship. I am indeed not bloodthirsty. Butcher, I have no interest in slaughtering all the former royal family, but my lack of interest does not mean that I will not do it. If necessary, I can do anything! Only by eradicating the roots can we permanently eliminate future troubles! Do you want me to pull out a few seedlings in your fence, or do you want me to remove you? Half a hundred seedlings in the fence field were uprooted? Just think about it!"
Shen Tang can bring great pressure to Wu Xian just by sitting there.
The two of them faced off for several seconds, but Wu Xian lost his mind and retreated. The momentum of this retreat was like a dam collapsing, and it plummeted thousands of miles.
He had no choice but to write three copies.
After writing the last word, he could hardly hold the pen.
"Shen Youli, you have changed, you are too cruel."
"Brother Zhaode, it's not that I have changed, it's that you have never been right about women. If you treat me as an equal male like you, you will only find that I am not ruthless enough, not that I am too ruthless." Shen Tang was in a good mood and took away three copies of the Zen edict that were exactly the same except for the names. They all had Wu Xian's personal seal on them, so the three copies were all legal.
Coincidentally, the envoy from Gao Kingdom had already arrived half an hour ago.
Shen Tang was too lazy to see them and just ordered someone to pass on the message.
"There is no way to negotiate peace. I won't let go of the people. I will take the things back with me."
Although the envoy had carefully tidied up before arriving, the defeat and anxiety of the defeated man could be seen on his face. After revealing his identity, he was introduced to the Kangguo camp. The patrolling soldiers were all energetic and high-spirited, and there was an invisible atmosphere surrounding them. The cold murderous aura suppressed the messenger's aura even more depressed. He felt bitter in his heart, but he was also mentally prepared to be left in the cold for three to five days.
How can a defeated person not be ridiculed?
I never thought that the results would come out in just half an hour.
The messenger was mentally prepared to be rejected. He was not surprised by the previous two statements, but he just didn't understand what the "thing" was.
"This, this is?"
The messenger opened it nervously and his eyes widened when he saw the content.
"The Zen Edict of Lord Wu."
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Chapter completed!