Chapter 926: The sky of Great Ming is not always sunny

Zhang Juzheng and the Emperor's methods actually led to the same goal, but Zhang Juzheng's wrist was more ruthless, tough, and left no room for any feelings.

In his view, the real contradiction behind this storm of Wang Chonggu's posthumous name was the comprehensive strangulation of the public ownership economy by the private ownership economy.

If the Emperor's letting Wei Youshan stir up the anger in the hearts of the craftsmen had not succeeded, stopping the coffin at the Xishan Coal Bureau would become the bottom-line method.

This comprehensive strangulation had many reasons.

Ruhua and Canye looked at each other and directly blocked in front of the two with absolute speed. The scimitars and daggers immediately cut through the sky.

Afterwards, Houyi, Chang'e, and Wu Gang, having no relatives or friends and being unable to leave their homeland, cleared a piece of wasteland under Phoenix Mountain, built three stone houses, and lived a secluded life from then on.

After Qing'er danced for a while, there were sudden bursts of sound from the stage, and then silver was thrown onto the stage handful by handful. At this time, it was like a rain of silver on the stage. But just at this moment, only hearing a cry of pain from the stage, Qing'er collapsed in an instant.

The young man behind was dressed in black, with a dog-tail grass in his mouth, dissolute and unruly, his voice a bit rogue.

"Humph." The warrior sneered, dodged to the side, avoided Doris's blade, and then thrust the hilt of his sword, heavily knocking Doris to the ground.

Teacher Duan raised his head slightly, looked at Lan Youming who had run up to the floor in a few steps, and sighed slightly. Then his gaze was directed straight ahead; he knew that Liu Qi was coming over.

"A more powerful mysterious beast? Wouldn't that be a sixth-tier or even stronger existence?" Lin Lang clicked his tongue endlessly.

"Then I'll go first; I have to go back and think carefully about how to do it." Qing Jingyao's eyes turned, looking at Gu Lingge. Her smile revealed cunning and cleverness. Gu Lingge shook his head and let Lixia send the person to the palace gate.

Xiaoyue was caught off guard by this sudden move. Her chest was hit by a sword first, and then she retreated violently backward.

Under the night moon, the black mist on this Sunset Street covered all the sins... Life went on.

Although it was now confirmed and certain that Fatty was "she" and not "he," Ren Jie still got goosebumps from Fatty's appearance.

A large-scale Thunderstorm Spell came down, paralyzing them for almost two instants, falling into the river, and only just stabilized their figures.

Immediately following, Rukia only felt an ice-cold chill coming from beneath her. Looking down, she saw the ground beneath her feet glowing with ice-blue light.

In Fei Quhai's eyes, Zhou Li beating his disciple was the same as beating his own face. If he didn't destroy the Zhou family, he wouldn't know where to put his face.

When Xie Lou was still the "Dharma-Transmitting Senior Brother," although there was no lack of flattery and fawning underneath, there was also no lack of those who didn't like him. For those people, they were often beaten and scolded by Xie Lou in normal times. Even if Xie Lou returned to being a "Dharma-Transmitting Disciple," their situation would not have much change.

The ancestral land of Yaochi was once the place where the Queen Mother of the West of the Heavenly Court was located. Among the life trees nurtured there, a kind of life tree called "Flat Peach" grew in patches in the Flat Peach Garden.

This change fell into Gongcheng Diewu's eyes without missing a single bit. She carried a bit of special realization, both a bit gratified and a bit of extra worry—not for herself, nor for Zhou Zheng and Gongcheng Qingwan, but for Zhou Yan.

The current Ye Chen was not the third-generation disciple who had no fame before; if he died, there wouldn't be much of a stir.

The old lady didn't wait for the men in black to respond, and started grilling skewers on her own, talking about her past while grilling.

"Because of what you have done over the years." Ji Heng slowly stood up, a complex look appearing in his eyes.

Lin Xiuzhu's voice was also cold and indifferent. He had been by the Heavenly Emperor's side for so many years, and his grasp of the Heavenly Emperor's preferences was even deeper than the Empress's. ===== CHAPTER 927 =====