Datang broom star

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Where are the gentry at this moment? !

Some of them fled to the south with the Sima family, and those who stayed in the north began to be reserved, and finally put aside their reservations and became officials.

But what's next?

The next thing is the changing situation, I will appear on the stage after you sing!

Emperors appear one by one.

Where is the peace?

Where are the gentry?

They are like fish in water, fishing for themselves, laughing wildly!

Then the former Sui Dynasty was established.

This is the handwriting of the Guanlongmen faction.

Has nothing to do with gentry.

They were silent under Guan Long's horizontal knife.

Then the former Sui Dynasty fell, and the world once again fell into the flames of war.

Huaxia sank again.

Where are the gentry at the moment?

They are guarding their own one-acre three-point land and laughing wildly. The more chaos they have, the more land they can annex and absorb more hermits.

Datang was established.

What are the nobles doing?

Changsun Wuji and his gang control the court, and the gentry are still dormant.

where are they

The knuckles of Jia Pingan's hand holding the handle of the knife turned white.

What is the only thing they can do?

Be confident!

It's self-respect by relying on power!

Those gentry formed a huge power through marriage and other means. This power is too huge, neither the former Sui nor the Tang Dynasty can do anything about it!

The first emperor, who was later called the first Mingjun, had nothing to do about it!

Is such a gentry the backbone?

Do not!

They are vampires!

It's a parasite!

Jia Pingan gently disturbed Abao.

Ah Bao hissed softly and accelerated.

In front, a middle-aged man stands there, with his hands outstretched, his expression arrogant!

Even the emperor has to bow his head in front of the gentry, what are you?

"Jia Pingan!"

Jia Pingan is indifferent!

"uncle!"

Li Hong's heart trembled.

At this moment, he knew the true colors of the gentry, but he thought of Aye's teaching.

That is a behemoth, a behemoth that the emperor is helpless.

We can't afford it!

But uncle went up!

Li Hong looked up to the sky and took a deep breath, riding his horse!

"Your Highness!"

Zeng Xianglin stretched out his hand in panic, but he didn't grab it.

Jia Ping'an held up his whip!

"Bitch slave, dare you!" The middle-aged man stretched out his hands!

The whip whipped out like lightning!

Snapped!

Boom!

A thunderstorm fell!

A big tree with deep roots and lush leaves was hit by a thunderbolt, and its huge trunk was crumbling.

Click!

The trunk slowly fell down.

Thick smoke rose from the place where the lightning struck, and then the flames burst into flames!

The middle-aged man covered his face and looked at the fallen tree on the side, feeling chills in his heart.

He was looking at Jia Pingan.

Jia Pingan held the whip with one hand, and kept whipping people.

Those eyes!

All of them are disdainful!