If these weapons were thrown into the battlefield, that person would be able to become king immediately.

Lady Lin swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "These things shouldn't exist in the first place, or they must be handed over to a virtuous person. Why don't you keep them for me first, and we'll talk about them someday when we meet a virtuous gentleman?"

"..." Bai Junjun was a little disgusted. After all, these weapons took up a lot of space, and her space was used to store gold, silver and jewelry.

Seeing Bai Junjun's expression, Mrs. Lin asked curiously: "Is it inconvenient? Then why don't you give it away, but in this world... the eldest prince is domineering, Yuwen Luan flies to enjoy himself, Yuwen Jun is unfathomable, insisting Choosing a Mingjun among these three people can only overwhelm Yu Wenjun."

"Heh." Li Wenli sneered when he heard this.

Miss Lin felt a cold wind blowing on her body for no reason, she couldn't help rubbing the fine hairs on her arms, and belatedly remembered the grievances between Bai Junjun, Li Wenli and Yu Wenjun.

She consciously said something wrong and hastened to make up for it: "Uh, I'm just kidding, Yu Wenjun, the little poisonous snake of the dove, if he really becomes the emperor, those ministers don't know how many rounds of death they will have. Then the court will be in mourning again." , so let's bet on Yuwen Luanfei.

However, Yuwen Luanfei is obviously short-lived. He is afraid that the country will be in chaos after a few years of stability when he becomes emperor. "

There is no way, Yuwen Luanfei is too soft, he is only suitable to be King Wen in a prosperous age, not a hero in a troubled world.

If he died halfway, with so many relatives, the court would be in chaos again.

After all, it's only because there are so few choices in this troubled world, and it's no wonder her master chooses to live in seclusion and doesn't help anyone.

In the end, Mrs. Lin sighed and said with pain: "Forget it, I don't want it anymore. Giving the weapon to Yuwen Luanfei is a waste, and maybe there will be a new storm, and the people who have finally calmed down will come to grab the weapon again.

Let's forget about destroying the weapons, those copper and iron things may be able to sell for some money. "

Mrs. Lin's idea was not in harmony with Bai Junjun's. The eldest lady nodded in agreement, and she also felt that the idea of ​​throwing pots and sticks was good.

"..." Li Wenli.

Women who worship money are terrible.

"Calm down, let's talk about the weapons. Let's deal with this book first. Come on, this book will be returned to its original owner..."

Li Wenli was talking about taking out the matter of the emperor, but Mrs. Lin pushed him away.

"No, big brother, I beg you, let's free up your space first.

Do you know why Master and I survived?

It is because the affairs of the emperor and the difficulties of farming are not with us.

Do you know why the previous book collectors have to find a treasure to hide the book?

It is because everyone is innocent and conceives a crime!

I still want to live two more years, so please don't give me this book.

Let it stay in your space quietly. I don't think there is any place in this world that is safer and more secure than your space. "

"..." Bai Junjun.

"..." Li Wenli.

After all, this is a strange book from ancient times. Let's see what Yu Wenjun has become, as if Mrs. Lin is hiding from the plague.

They have never seen someone so good at dog skills.

Mrs. Lin was extremely proud: "Gou is the king. If you have any doubts, please look at my idiot brothers, and you will know how important the word Gou is. Have you ever played with chicken? This is the essence of it."

"..." Bai Junjun, what is eating chicken?

"..." Li Wenli, I have eaten the real chicken, and the rest... goodbye.

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