The old man who speaks is a Mohist, and the totem of Mohism is Xuanwu. Fuduoduo thinks that they are the ink of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, because the old man is a scholar who plays with pen and stick.
Shen Xu took a sip of tea, put the cup down slowly, and said in a light voice, "get along with each other peacefully."
It's very simple. Well water doesn't make river water.
Today's four big families are not the former four big families, and the royal family is not the former royal family. There is no emperor who thinks his ministers will be superior to his masters.
"But! If we don't provoke him, he will come back to provoke us! Twenty years ago, it was a lesson. Look at how much sensation emperor Xiao caused among the common people. It shows that we still have a high position in the hearts of the common people. If we go on like this, we will still arouse the suspicion of the royal family and finally get into trouble! " The man slapped on the table. When he talked, he might have accumulated too much resentment. When he talked about the word Royal, he gritted his teeth.
Fuduoduo glanced at the stone table that had been photographed by the man and drew the corner of his mouth.
This is the only old Pavilion and the only intact stone table left by Siyu family 20 years ago. It's an antique. Don't break it for her.
The man is the Bai family.
The White House is a white tiger.
Fuduo once again passed the totem of the four families in his heart. He could not help but think of a sentence: left green dragon, right white tiger, up rosefinch and down Xuanwu.
Well, that's it.
Shen Xu sat with an indifferent look. He had a panoramic view of the white man's impatient look, but his mood didn't make waves.
Seeing that Shen Xu was not anxious or impatient, the old Mohist added, "Lord, you have to take this matter in mind. The royal family is always a knife hanging around our neck. Twenty years ago, won't they do it again! "
In a flash, Shen Xu narrowed his eyes.
Twenty years ago, for the Shen family, it was a painful memory. It was a painful past that people couldn't sleep in the middle of the night.
It's good to mention it once in a while. If you mention it too many times, it's just deliberately exposing people's scars.
Even said, again?
"Who do you curse?" Fuduo opened his mouth on the spot and looked at the old Mohist with displeasure. "I think you have lived for decades. You should see things clearly. Emperor Xiao has told the truth of that year. Even if the royal family wants to come back, he has to see whether the people believe it or not! Moreover, the current emperor is not the Xiao emperor, nor the former Emperor who has no distinction between right and wrong. The current emperor Xiao Zirui will not do anything to kill his loyal officials! "
The old Mohist was stuttered by Fuduo, and wanted to refute Fuduo.
"She said what I wanted to say." Shen Xu slowly opened his mouth, his voice is light, but also full of the maintenance of Fuduo.
Fuduo looked at him with a smile.
The old Mohist shut up in an instant, and Shen Xu opened his mouth. If he wants to argue with Fuduo again, he will have to shut up honestly.
"No, I said, little Lord, do you really feel free to be a saint today?" The white man was very surprised.
"How can I not be at ease?" Shen Xu asked. He picked up the teapot and added some new tea to his cup.
The man of Bai family was obviously flattered. After several good words, he returned to the topic. "I think that the new Xiao emperor is not like the former Emperor and the supreme emperor. After all, he is a great helper of our family to clear up the injustice. But. You can't guarantee the next emperor. "