In the dead of night, Feng Qingxue conveyed Jiang Xiaoyue's words to Lu Jiang, hoping that he could act cautiously and not cause trouble.

Lu Jiang thought for a while, nodded, and said, "Jiang Xiaoyue is young and straight-minded, she won't have such knowledge, probably from her father and brother, but they don't know the old chief too well." ”

"You know? What do you know? Feng Qingxue's eyes flashed with curiosity.

If you really understand, then why did you have so many years of decentralization in your last life?

"If it was me a few years ago, I only knew rampage, maybe I couldn't understand it, but now I can see a little bit of the doorway." Lu Jiang sighed, and then lowered his voice extremely low, "What is the situation now?" To put it bluntly, it is a dragon fight, and the tigers can't compete with the real dragon emperor. And the reason for all this is that the tigers rely on the great achievements they have established, and want to be the prince and the prime minister, but the old chief is different. ”

Feng Qingxue was stunned, Lu Jiang's words, she understood, but she understood, so she was particularly shocked.

Lu Jiang's revelation refreshed her opinion.

"You ......" Feng Qingxue couldn't find a topic for a while, and didn't take it for a long time.

According to Lu Jiang, aren't some of the materials he can see modified by later generations?

She is a common person herself, she doesn't understand politics, and she hasn't studied the rights and wrongs of that period of history, and now she is really confused, and she doesn't know who is right and wrong.

Lu Jiang said lightly: "Dad always asked us or uncle to follow the path of the old chief, not to surrender to the old chief, but to understand that the most selfless to the people is the old chief, but unfortunately the old chief is lonely, haven't you noticed?" He himself has no so-called descendants and so-called henchmen, but many tigers want to set up the real dragon in order to plan for their own purposes. ”

"Scheme? What do you want? ”

"Be the master of the people." Lu Jiang was indifferent, but a few simple words were also loud.

Be the master of the common people? This sentence is very informative.

Feng Qingxue covered her mouth suddenly, and then raised her other hand to cover Lu Jiang's mouth, "Don't say, don't say, be careful that the wall has ears!" ”

Lu Jiang pulled her hand down and said with a smile: "I know, so I whispered to you in the bed!" ”

Feng Qingxue's face turned red, "Not serious!" ”

"Who says I'm not serious? I'm serious! "Husband and wife Dunlun is the harmony of yin and yang, and the right path of heaven and earth.

After Lu Jiang's overnight training and detailed analysis, Feng Qingxue finally understood some misunderstandings about the old chief in his heart, those misunderstandings hidden under respect.

Those who are highly evaluated by later generations are not necessarily really high-ranking people, and those who are badly evaluated by later generations are not necessarily really bad people.

No one is perfect.

To put it bluntly, everything stems from the class struggle.

Perhaps, this is politics, full of invisible swords and swords, which is not something that a little woman can understand.

However, Lu Jiang once again discovered his wife's intelligence and acumen, and couldn't help but grab her to cultivate her understanding of the situation, so that Feng Qingxue got up late the next day, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Fu Bao rubbing his alabaster on her face.

"Fubao, what are you doing?" The wind and snow sat up with a thud.

"Sperm incense! Mom, sperm incense. Fu Bao rubbed his face with his two small hands, trying to push away the alabaster that had rubbed on his cheeks and rubbed it evenly, "Xiangxiang!" ”

The more information I checked, the more I felt that I was shallow and could not trust the modified information. Read the latest chapters, stay tuned