Chapter 2290 Princess's Scheming Bitch Commander (49)

Li Mo sneered: "At that time, my family was just a small local farmer. The people in the palace suddenly sent an order, and the third prince fell off his horse and was in danger."

Fang Qingyun's mind is also flexible, and he never forgets it.

After thinking about it, I finally remembered that the third prince was lame at that time, and the palace did pass down a decree.

The purpose is to let everyone pray for the third prince.

Although this will looks a bit big, but because it is the prince, no one says anything.

And it's not too much.

Li Mo's eyes were extremely gloomy, "Do you know how I prayed for blessings in the village where I live?"

Fang Qingyun shook his head, he knew that Li Mo had a bad time when he was a child, and he listened to some small things he leaked.

It also felt extremely unbearable and absurd.

But he didn't really know what he was going through.

Li Mo's eyes were dark, "It's just a 'substitute' to pray for blessings. In order to please the local officials, the ancestral hall in the village came up with the ancient method of praying for a surrogate."

Fang Qingyun: "Substitute?"

Li Mo turned to look at him, his eyes full of dull light.

He smiled, very intimidating.

"Substituting a child is asking a child to kneel in the ancestral hall every day, whipping fifty whips, and still unable to receive medical treatment."

Fang Qingyun frowned.

Li Mo stretched out his hand and started weeding, "This kind of prayer is said to share the disaster for the third prince and let other children suffer, and God will spare the third prince."

Fang Qingyun: "You are also one of them?"

Li Mo sneered, "Of course, many children died because they couldn't get medical treatment, and then it was my turn."

The scourge of despair day by day.

Every day is bloody, kneeling in the ancestral hall.

No rest, no medical treatment.

If you fall down, you will also be dragged down by disgust and bad luck.

If you don't die the next day, you will continue to accept that torture.

This is the prayer of surrogacy.

Use the life of the quilted child to perform a completely useless blessing.

Just to please the upper management and get benefits.

It really paid off in the end.

Li Mo was a child who persisted until the end, so his family received a reward.

From a landlord to a petty official with sesame seeds.

Li Mo's voice was low and gloomy.

"At that time, if there was even a little sympathy in the palace, they would not have let so many people be killed in prayer."

The palace knows their blessing ceremony.

Even encouraged, said yes.

This made the village even worse. In order to get the reward, everyone became a terrible devil.

Li Mo looked at Fang Qingyun and showed an indifferent smile.

"When I knew that the third prince woke up with a lame leg, I was really happy."

Because of the murderous prince who killed so many people.

Still lame, this is retribution.

Li Mo got up, pulled out his sword, and said word by word, "The result is all fake, the motherfucker almost killed Lao Tzu in prayer, I have worked so hard to climb such a high position, and one purpose is to kill him. ."

People are indifferent.

Kill innocent people for profit.

In this world, he has already seen clearly that if he doesn't want to become fish, he can only be at the top.

His starting point was too low, and he tried his best to climb, but he couldn't really overturn everything and sit on the throne.

But the power over ten thousand people can be possessed by him.

Li Mo lowered his eyes and whispered, "I like the princess very much, but power is my only purpose."

He didn't want to endure the malice of this world alone again.

I don't want to suddenly turn into fish again.