I Have 100,000 Dead Warriors

Then she started to cry again, "Madam, you treated us like this, but that was still good. Look through the history books and see how Empress Lü dealt with her love rival and her son after Emperor Gaozu of Han, Liu Bang, died. The concubine's son, Liu Ruyi, was poisoned to death, and Madam Qi was even more miserable. She was turned into a human pig and thrown into the toilet. Her death was too tragic."

Sheng Changfeng was trembling all over as if he had been enlightened.

Yes, the eldest lady and the young lady are incompatible, just like Empress Lu and Concubine Qi.

If something happened to their father one day and Sheng Changbai took over the family business, the three of them, mother and son, would be really finished.

"Girl, what should I do? What should I do?"

Sheng Changfeng was really panicked.

Lin Qinshuang said sternly, "It's not too late to mend the fence after the sheep have been lost. Sheng Changbai could easily kick us out because he is an official and you are a poor scholar. If you study hard from now on, pass the imperial examination and get your name on the list of successful candidates, even if something unexpected happens in the future, such as your father's accident, you can set up a household on your own and build another Sheng family to accommodate me and your sister."

Sheng Changfeng nodded heavily: "Little lady, you are right. As long as I can be an official, the lady can't do anything to us."

Lin Qinshuang smiled. She was waiting for Sheng Changfeng to say this.

Sheng Changfeng, like Sheng Hong, is an extremely selfish person.

Lin Qinshuang's remarks touched upon his core interests.

He didn't want to live on the streets in poverty and eventually freeze to death in the snow.

From then on, Sheng Changfeng seemed like a different person. He put away his temper, studied hard, and was three times more diligent than Sheng Changbai.

Sheng Hong looked into her eyes and smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed.

Regardless of whether he is born legitimate or illegitimate, he is always his biological son.

Naturally, he hoped that both of his sons could pass the imperial examinations and become officials, so as to support the family and make the Sheng family prosperous.

Wei Ruixuan.

Wang Ruofu was so angry that her stomach hurt when she saw Sheng Changfeng working so hard.

"What has happened to this little bastard? Why has he suddenly changed his ways? Does he think that if he turns over a new leaf and works hard again, he can compete with me, Bai'er? Humph, he overestimates his own abilities!"

Madam Liu, the external brain, said, "Don't worry, Madam. I see that Brother Bo has the shadow of your father, Old Master Wang. His future achievements will definitely not be inferior to those of your grandfather. Brother Feng can't compare to him even if he flatters me."

Wang Ruofu snorted and said, "Of course. My father deserves to be enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple. All the excellence of his lineage has been passed on to my son. How can a mere bastard compare to him?"

Sheng Changfeng was busy studying hard.

Molan was also busy, looking for a chance to activate the system.

As expected, this time when the Tianmang system was activated, there were only 10,000 death warriors, one-tenth of those in peak condition.

But compared to the previous time travel to the Song Dynasty, especially the two worlds of Lin Qinshuang and Zhao Huirou, it is still much better.

The combat effectiveness of five thousand death warriors is comparable to that of an army of hundreds of thousands.

Although it was a little unexpected, Molan was not in a hurry to take action.

Firstly, the identity of this mysterious time traveler has not been clarified yet and cannot be exposed rashly.

Secondly, her body is still young, so she needs to take it easy.

"Where are the Seven Sword Masters?" Molan raised her voice.

"I'm here, please give your orders, master." The Seven Sword Masters bowed.

Mo Lan said: "Bingpo, Ziyun, you two stay with me. As for the five of you, each lead a thousand warriors to lurk at the border, recruit soldiers, and when the time is right, return to the capital and overthrow the weak Song in one fell swoop."