In the past six months, as my senior brother was ill in bed, he gradually faded his revenge and his smile gradually increased.

Qiaoling occasionally felt that maybe losing an arm might not be a bad thing for his senior brother. At least, he finally had half a year of thought to be not about the boring thing of restoring the country.

Over the years, the senior brother has been entangled in the so-called mission of restoring the country. She really doesn't understand. A wet nurse who only had a little impression of him brought a blood letter written on the cradle and reminded him to summon the soul of the revival of the Yuan Dynasty. It can actually make a person feel so passionate, leaving the master who raised them for many years, leaving the mountain where he had been for many years, and even originally planned to leave the only junior sister.

This is not just enthusiasm, it is simply a bit obsessed with fanaticism.

In response to this, she could only shake her head slightly when there was no one and smile at her senior brother. She didn't know if she was stupid or stupid.

Occasionally, when the senior brother gets annoyed, she will say a few words.

His persistence in restoring the country was as profound as her disagreement with the Yuan Dynasty.

What was the best thing about the Yuan Dynasty, which only knew to win the world from the horse's back and could only dominate the world on the horse's back?

After entering the pass for so many years, they still maintained their previous robbery. The land they liked was their own. The woman they liked was their own, and the gold and silver they liked were their own.

If you think taxes are troublesome, you will let small officials collect them randomly. If you think the court review is troublesome, who dares to report to the official? The defendants will beat the defendants each with fifty slap. If you think you are troublesome to women, then set the rules for the first night power.

Everything is so self-righteous, everything is so casual, everything is so absurd.

The weather is good, but the people are just suffering, and they need to strangle their first child to death, at least they have no worries about their lives.

If there is a bad time in the passing of the year and encounter drought, floods and locust plagues, the people will even have the most basic survival.

Those officials of the Great Yuan Dynasty, except for letting the people in that place starve to death, would only do one thing: Who dares to take the opportunity to be refugees, hundreds of thousands of troops are waiting for you.

Every year, thousands of people are reduced to offerings under their iron hooves.

If you cannot solve the disaster, then solve the refugees caused by these disasters. This is their logic of governing the country. Is it necessary for the senior brother to spend so many years to summon his soul for such a Dayuan? What's more, the basis for summoning souls is to serve for someone he should have been divided into enemies for so many years.

Later, when the senior brother mentioned restoration and everything about his ideal Dayuan, she was always sarcastic.

The senior brother who had just received the blood letter back then was always distracted when practicing swords when he had something to do, and he was even more punished by his master.

But she didn't understand what the importance of restoring the country was. She only knew how to practice sword hard, and even if she practiced until her meridians were sore, she would continue to practice swords. One day, she would surpass her senior brother. In that way, he would stop practicing swords and could concentrate on the great cause of restoring the country that he often talked about.

As the senior brother came out for so many years, he worked together for the master behind him. She understood what it means to restore the country and how much it costs to restore the country.

Lurking, she goes, killing people, she goes, she is willing to do all the dirty and tiring work. Even her senior brother once thought that she was also devoted to restoring the country.

The senior brother never understands that what she cares more about than restoring the country is always his peace and joy.

The gate of the courtyard was gently pushed open, and a man with a calm smile walked in slowly.

Mr. Yang, who has seen him many times, followed behind without expression.

The senior brother said with a little self-deprecating self-deprecating: "I didn't expect that Mr. Yang would actually be the eye of this killing formation? Just for a useless person like me?"

Mr. Yang didn't speak, but just stood behind the young master in Jinyi, silently twisting the ring on his thumb, round after round.

Every time I twisted it, my senior brother's face looked ugly, and after three rounds.

"Mr. Yang really thinks you are the peddler and I am the fish?" The swordsman sneered, but he had to admit that Mr. Yang's martial arts is rare in the world. The only one in the world who can compete with him is probably the master who won the whole victory back then.
Chapter completed!