Abolition of clan status.

This is an extremely harsh punishment in Daqian.

When you are alive, you will be stabbed in the spine. When you are dead, you cannot enjoy the sacrifices of your clan. Your soul cannot enter reincarnation and become a lonely ghost wandering around.

Mr. Liu was soft on the outside and hard on the inside. It was reasonable to be insulted and hanged.

"But, why did he die?"

Li Ping'an squatted beside the corpse and muttered to himself.

I still remember the scene of Wang Qingshan's apprenticeship banquet. Dozens of banquets were set up, and heroes from all over came to congratulate him. In the blink of an eye, his family was ruined and his family was destroyed. It is sad that the world has changed so fast.

Li Ping'an knew in his last life that he was not the protagonist of the story.

In other words, everyone is an independent individual, and there is no so-called protagonist and supporting role.

Ups and downs, life and death, as long as you don't pay special attention, life's circumstances change so quickly that people are caught off guard.

Most of the time, if you hear the news of someone's death, you are already an acquaintance.

Li Ping'an once had a childhood friend. The last time they met was at a year-end party to play cards. The next time I heard about him, he already had gambling debts and jumped off a building.

As for how I got addicted to gambling, how I fell into the trap, and what my mental state was like before jumping off the building...

No one knows and no one cares.

"In the blink of an eye, people are dead!"

Li Pingan gently caressed Mr. Liu's eyes, covered his protruding eyeballs, and applied white powder on his neck to cover up the bruises.

He was put on a shroud, placed in a coffin, and buried in a mass grave a few days later.

"Master Liu has been collecting corpses for decades, which can be regarded as a good deed. He can't die without a coffin."

Li Ping'an felt depressed, touched the banknote on his sleeve, and went for a walk on the street.

Passing by Chunfeng Tower.

The girl waved with a smile, and after hearing the word "good brother", she couldn't help but step in.

In the mortuary, you can see the misery of the dead, and in the Chunfeng Tower, you can hear the laughter of the living.

One yin and one yang, one negative and one positive, harmonize each other to prevent the spirit from being too dark and falling into the abyss, and from being too comfortable and falling into a gentle land.

People, you have to learn to regulate yourself!

New Year's Eve is coming soon, and this year's Oiran election has been settled, and Chunfeng Tower still wins.

"The new oiran girl Minglan is the best at poetry and songs. It's a pity that she was born in the wrong girl, otherwise she would have been famous in Donghuamen! For example, this poem about plum blossoms..."

The scholar who spoke was holding a folding fan and commenting on the poems written by the oiran with a very understanding look.

Most of the guests at the same table were businessmen. They didn't have much ink in their stomachs and couldn't show it, so they could only nod their heads in agreement.

Li Ping'an was no longer a newbie here, and he could tell at a glance that the scholar was a shill.

"The owner of Chunfeng Tower is really not simple!"

A few days ago, His Majesty issued a decree advocating diligence and frugality, reducing court and yamen expenses, opposing luxury and vulgarity, etc. In the blink of an eye, Chunfeng Tower launched Oiran Minglan.

Unlike in previous years, the oiran was good at singing and dancing, and the place was not big enough. The main focus was on the orchid, the heart, and the talent.

When Sun Fuyin heard about this, he personally praised Chunfeng Tower.

In this way, during the Oiran election, how can the other candidates compete?

To be a good person and work in Daqian, you not only have to compete with your peers, but also try to figure out what is better for you, so that you can be invincible!

"Fortunately, we have the mortuary alone..."

Li Ping'an would nod and bow when he met a big shot, and he would kneel down and kowtow when he met an emperor. However, deep down in his heart, there was still a trace of the arrogance of an immortal and a time traveler.

Seriously entering the officialdom, thinking about Shangguan's thoughts every day, he would rather go to the countryside to farm.

Suddenly he remembered someone and asked: "Old Zhangtou, why haven't you seen Lao Liu these days?"

"Don't you know about Ping An?"

Lao Zhangtou opened a pawn shop and was quite wealthy. He lowered his voice and said, "I was reported to someone for making irresponsible remarks about government affairs. I was sentenced to exile just a few days ago!"

"Who reported it?"

Li Pingan's face was full of surprise. He had the impression that Liu Bo had been reading for several years and would get angry easily when he knew more. He was similar to a keyboard warrior who liked to criticize current affairs.

This matter may be small or big.

Lao Zhang took a few sips of wine and glanced at the scholar.

Li Ping'an suddenly realized that he should have asked some down-and-out scholar to report, or he might have been rewarded with a reward, or he might have been a spy.

"Pity……"

Liu Bo was imprisoned just in time for the new king to ascend the throne, but he did not meet the conditions for amnesty.

The scope of the amnesty is quite broad. It can be said that all prisoners except for the ten worst crimes can be released from prison and go home.

The murderers of the past few days, who committed murder, arson, rape, and plunder, do not belong to the ten evils.

To discuss government affairs arbitrarily, to have no respect for superiors, and to be disobedient is one of the most unforgivable evils.

In the eyes of the emperor, the crime of violating the Three Cardinal Principles and the Five Constant Rules was far more serious than murder and arson. After all, this was the basis for maintaining stability, and it was much more important than a few human lives.

It took Li Ping'an six years to understand and adapt to Daqian's survival rules.

"Mother Xipi, drinking flower wine doesn't make you happy!"

I cursed the dog emperor a few times in my heart, not referring to the current or previous emperors, but all emperors in history.

Suppress your boredom and continue listening to music.

This wine was bought for ten taels of silver. How could you not drink it just because you were angry? You couldn't lose your money because of your feelings. There will be many such things in the future!

…

The 30th day of the twelfth lunar month.

It’s New Year’s Eve again.

The last day of the forty-three years of Jianwu, tomorrow will be the Zhengtong Year.

The bright moon is like a hook, and the stars are shining brightly.

Li Ping'an had just cooked the dumplings and opened a jar of twenty-year-old wine when he heard a sound coming from the roof.

"Brother Li, long time no see."

Before Li Ping'an could respond, Liu Rufeng flew across the sky, stepping on the tops of the peach trees, and landed step by step in the courtyard.

"Brother Liu, why don't you take the main entrance?"

"I'm a thief!"

Liu Rufeng sat opposite, opened the jar of wine, and asked deliberately: "Brother Li, aren't you curious, what am I doing in the capital these days?"

Li Ping'an smiled and said: "You love to show off, you can tell without asking yourself."

"Just ask."

Liu Rufeng was holding back her discomfort, and she wanted to share it with anyone she knew, and talk about the great things she had done in the past few months.

Li Ping'an pondered for a moment and guessed: "Is it related to Su Zhuangyuan?"

"..."

"Related to the fraud case?"

"..."

"The case was investigated very quickly. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net Could it be that Brother Liu took action and obtained the key evidence?"

"..."

"There are rumors that Su Shangshu has been intercepted and killed many times and is protected by a righteous man. Could it be Brother Liu?"

"..."

Liu Rufeng's expression was dull, and his original pretentious mood was gone. He only felt that the person in front of him was too scary, and he could see through everything.

"Brother Li, do you know how to divination?"

Li Ping'an shook his head and said: "It's just a guess based on hearsay."

The longer people live, the more they know.

Theoretically, if you live indefinitely, you will be almost omniscient and omnipotent.

Li Ping'an was still 18,000 years away from the state of omniscience, but he happened to know Su Mingyuan and knew that he had seduced the prince into rebellion in order to kill Marquis Weiyuan.

I also know that the cause of the death of the King of Thieves was that the son of Marquis Weiyuan was fighting the autumn wind.

Liu Rufeng claimed to be visiting his benefactor, and most likely he was referring to Su Mingyuan. Combining the two, the truth is not far away.

"Boring and boring..."

Liu Rufeng failed to show off. Even after drinking, she felt dull. She stood up and was about to leave. After walking two steps, she came back and sat down. This mortuary was the only clean place in the capital.

How could Li Ping'an make his friend feel bad? He changed his mind and asked deliberately.

"Brother Liu, your family is not short of money, why do you want to be a thief?"

"Brother Li, that's a good question!"

Liu Rufeng was scratching his itch, and he immediately forgot about his disappointment and boasted happily.

"The Saint of Thieves, the Saint of Thieves, cannot be obtained by stealing gold and silver!"

"The first is to steal the heart, which means the sacred hand of flowers. The second is to steal for justice, such as the letters exchanged between the former prime minister and corrupt officials..."