Chapter 64 has no intention

Lin Jiaoyang's face suddenly changed greatly, and his eyes suddenly cooled down. He looked around cautiously. There was no sound of warmth: "Who told you?"

Yun Yi did not answer, but looked at him silently.

From Yunyi's eyes, Lin Jiaoyang's nerves trembled slightly, and there was a trace of imperceptible surprise on his face, as if he felt that in front of him, this young man was so shameless for himself. Did he forget that he was his fiancee's grandfather?

In Lin Jiaoyang's mind, every bit from his first contact with Yunyi to now, every thing he has done and every place he has been to, although Lin Jiaoyang, as an imperial marshal, can't know all, he also has his own means to know most of them. It can almost be said that the growth of Yunyi was completed under the gaze of Lin Jiaoyang. Lin Jiaoyang knows this young man very well.

It is because of understanding, or perhaps because of Lin Moxue, or because he really likes this young man that he spared no effort to help him attract him.

Which ambitious person can easily give up such a talent?

In any case, Lin Jiaoyang does not want to have conflicts with this young man, not to mention that the current situation of Chu Tang is the time when he needs his help, and in the future, I don't know when he will appear in a strange race in the human world.

After these thoughts just turned around Lin Jiaoyang's mind, he understood everything and thought of what to say to him.

"So you should know something."

Lin Jiaoyang looked at his dark eyes, and his expression returned to normal. He sat freely on his ancient wooden chair, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Yun Yi was not afraid and flinched, but whispered, "There are many people who know these things. Even if no one tells me, I will see what is circulating on the Internet one day."

"Ha ha..." Lin Jiaoyang smiled indifferently: "The rumors stop at the wise man. Do you think you are a wise man?"

Yun Yi was stunned for a moment, rumor? Is this really a rumor?

"If it is a rumor, why doesn't the marshal stop it and let it spread on the Internet? Is the marshal's ability not enough to stop the spread of such rumors?

"Since Qin Shou's rebellion, the political and military cause of the whole empire is now on my shoulder. Nearly 10,000 planets, trillions of people, the economy and politics of various regions need me to ask about the recovery and reconstruction of a large number of planets that have occupied the New America. What else I don't have to worry about? Can I not care about the arrangement of more than 40 main fleets in the empire, the mobilization of equipment and logistics, and the production and manufacture of new warships and mecha?

Speaking of this, Lin Jiaoyang sighed: "I have been training military and political talents for a long time ago, but it takes time for talents to grow up. How can I rest assured to let them take charge before they grow up!" He stared at Yunyi: "Since I'm in this position, I have to take responsibility in this regard, no matter how hard it is. However, the manpower is exhausted. Even if I sacrifice all my rest time, it is impossible to do everything. How can I pay attention to these things..."

Yun Yi suddenly became a little confused. Lin Jiaoyang didn't look like a marshal with heavy power in front of him. Obviously, he was a mecha farmer who got up early and worked hard for his life... No, it was even more pitiful than that. It can be regarded as those systems were relatively dark. Mining slaves in the dark country...

He can also imagine how busy such a huge empire is, Lin Jiaoyang, who has been in power for two terms of military and politics, among the empires that expanded to more than 9,000 after defeating the new American planet.

This excuse... can be said.

No, this doesn't seem to be the answer he wants. Lin Jiaoyang is changing his topic!

Yunyi woke up and immediately said, "Marshal, I know your pain. But please tell me, have you ever thought about ascending to the throne?

Lin Jiaoyang picked up the teacup and drank it, as if he had not taken such rebellious words as Yunyi in his heart. Half a day later, he put down the teacup and said with a faint smile, "I know your past and all the information from your birth to the present. I think you, who grew up in the Fuguo Army Base, are the one who hates rebellion the most, right?

As soon as he said this, the hateful image of Zagu, who once overthrew the Zhao and Song Empire, immediately appeared in front of Yunyi. He gritted his teeth and said viciously, "Those who plot against the rebellion deserve to die!"

Lin Jiaoyang still smiled faintly: "Then let me ask you, if a country's * is in full swing, emperors, relatives, distant virtuous ministers, levy all kinds of high taxes, officials only know that they are corrupt, don't care about politics at all, the people are poor and difficult, and even can't live and sell their children. If there is a man-made rebellion in such a country, will you oppose him or support him?

"This..."

Yunyi only hesitated for a few seconds and said loudly, "Of course it's support! If the emperor of a country reaches this level and does not abdicate, there is only one way to rebel. But Marshal, now the people of Chu and Tang live and work in peace and contentment, with stronger military protection and great national strength. Why do you want to rebel?

"FUCK!" Lin Jiaoyang stared at him fiercely and said angrily, "Who said I was going to rebel?"

Yunyi is not willing to show weakness at all: "Marshal can go to read those forum posts on the Internet, or go straight to the street to chat with those ordinary people to see what they are talking about? No one knows, Marshal, even if you are about to ascend the throne! Humph, if I guess correctly, I'm afraid those rumors were pushed by you, Marshal.

"Okay...good boy!"

Lin Jiaoyang seemed to be very angry and stretched out his finger at Yunyi's nose and scolded, "It's in vain that I was so good to you in the past, and I'm still planning to marry Mo Xue to you to fulfill your good. It's unbearable that you framed me like this!"

"I...these are all facts!" Yunyi's momentum was weak and immediately pushed up again.

Looking at the cloud wings like a little rooster in front of him, he suddenly shook his head and restrained. He picked up the teacup to drink tea, but found that it was empty, so he took his hand back. At this time, Yunyi reached out and took the teacup and poured another cup for him and put it in front of him. Lin Jiaoyang looked up at him and shook his head again, as if he disdained to drink the tea he poured.

"Marshal!" Yunyi said sincerely, "Now, whether you are power or fame, you have reached the highest point, and you will definitely leave a strong mark in history. As for the money, even if you don't have a penny, can I, who own Tianxun Group and several groups, still treat you badly? Why do you have to bear the name and do that conspiracy to rebel..."

"Shut up!"

Lin Jiaoyang snorted coldly, "That is to say, you have completely believed that Lin Jiaoyang is going to overthrow the foundation of the Chu and Tang Dynasties for nearly a thousand years and ascend to the throne as emperor?"

"Isn't it...?"

Lin Jiaoyang sneered: "If I say no, can you believe it?"

This time, Yun Yi was a little puzzled: "Since the marshal doesn't have this intention, why don't you stop those rumors? Marshal, you only need to tell your subordinates to do these things, and they will definitely be done well.

"That's all... Well, I admit that I didn't pay attention to this matter." Lin Jiaoyang was a little decadent. When he picked up the teacup and was about to drink it, he thought that Yunyi fell down, but after stopping at his mouth for a few seconds, he slowly took a sip.

"Yun Yi..." Lin Jiaoyang said in a heavy voice and said slowly, "You are also a member of my Lin family now. Those rumors can be believed by others, but you can't believe them. Forget it... It doesn't make sense to say more about these things. Since you have a conflict with me, it's better to solve it earlier. Don't delay the relationship between you and Mo Xue.

Yunyi was about to speak, but was stopped by Lin Jiaoyang. He stood up with his hands behind his back and looked up at an ancient ink landscape painting on the wall.

After a long time, he turned around and said to Yunyi, "I can give you a guarantee that I, Lin Jiaoyang, absolutely have no idea of becoming an emperor, and I will not change the flag of the Chu and Tang Empire. The throne of the Chu and Tang Empire can only be inherited by the blood of the Chu family! If the successor does nothing, no matter how capable I am, at most, I will only change him to a successful emperor, and I will never take the throne.

"The throne of the Chu and Tang Empire... Can only the blood of the Chu family be inherited?"

With Lin Jiaoyang's guarantee, the little pimple in Yunyi's heart immediately disappeared, and he solemnly bowed to Lin Jiaoyang: "Marshal Lin said a word. I believe in your promise, Lord Marshal."

"Do you still call me Marshal?"

Yun Yi smiled and said, "Grandpa... I'm sorry."

Lin Jiaoyang laughed and said, "You bastard, you dare to doubt me, and you are not afraid that I will chop your head in anger." It seemed that Yunyi was not afraid at all and pretended to be angry: "Aren't you afraid to cut your head? Humph, I'm going to tell Mo Xue to break off your engagement and choose a good son-in-law for her. Ah, and the girl Xiyue is also my granddaughter, and I naturally have the right to decide her marriage!"

This poked his weakness, and Yunyi said bitterly, "Grandpa, I'm really wrong about this. Please forgive me."

"Death is inevitable, and life is inevitable." With that, Lin Jiaoyang said while thinking, "Well, how can I punish you?"

Yunyi raised his head and took a peek at him and found that Lin Jiaoyang seemed to be thinking about something. He quickly shouted, "Grandpa, I have to leave in advance. Please rest early." After saying that, an arrow rushed to the door, opened the door and ran out.

After the door was closed, Lin Jiaoyang remade it on the wooden chair and squeezed it shallowly with a teacup.

Sum, there was an imperceptible smile on the corners of his mouth.

"No matter how smart you are, you will still fall into the palm of my hand..."