Chapter 63: Mu Qingyang, who was dumbfounded
When it was close at hand, King Chen handed something from behind him to Mu Qingyang's eyes, indifferently.
"It turns out that in General Mu's heart, this is only worth a hundred taels?!"
"My sword!" Mu Qingyang's eyes lit up, and he immediately stretched out his hand, about to come and get it. But he didn't want King Chen to take his hand back, and didn't let her get the sword.
Her hand fell into the air, and she was embarrassed for a moment, and her mouth began to complain.
"I only temporarily put my sword in that restaurant, and I knew that Xiaohuahua would redeem it for me. Mu Qingyang glanced at Hualang behind King Chen with a grateful face, but he didn't expect to see his face blue and sweating like rain.
Uh, something seems to be wrong!What's going on!Xiaohuahua's face ......
Before Mu Qingyang could react, the two big men beside her had already fallen to the ground with their knees brushed together, and knelt down with a "poof". A look of trepidation.
Mu Qingyang was unexpected, he was taken aback, his body shook slightly, and he frowned, completely incomprehensible. First, Xiaohuahua made an ugly face, followed by Luan Tao and Mu Tong's abnormal behavior. What's wrong with everyone?
"Let's talk about it, is it right or wrong for this king to punish General Zhongwu? You should ask for this situation, you shouldn't ask for it? General Zhongwu's hundred military sticks, instead, should you lead it, you shouldn't lead it?" King Chen's tone was aggravating sentence by sentence, making people invisibly have a feeling of depression.
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Luan Tao and Mu Tong were speechless for a while when asked by King Chen's words.
Half a day. Mu Tong spoke first to break the quiet scene.
"The king is right to punish the loyal general. It's just that General Mu Lao had a life-saving grace for Mu Tong back then, and the last general was willing to be punished for the loyal general, hoping that the king would understand. Mu Tong had a straight face, and respectfully pleaded with King Chen.
"Great King! Even the loyal general also had great kindness to the last general before, and the last general was also willing to accept the hundred military sticks for the general, and hoped that the king would become a ....... Luan Tao lowered his head and was apprehensive in his heart, not daring to look at King Chen.
"That's enough!!" King Chen frowned, waved his hand, and interrupted him with a scolding.
"Loyal to the Lord?! This king will fulfill you! It's just that the loyal generals have to be punished. King Chen's cold eyes swept over the two of them, paused slightly, and continued to speak coldly.
"These hundred sticks, if you want to, you can "share" together, why bother making noise here, the noisy king has a headache!" King Chen threw the sword into Mu Qingyang's arms, brushed his sleeves and walked outside the council hall.
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, his steps slowed down, and he threw a cold word behind him without looking back.
"You're not leaving?!"
Hua Lang pestle in place, struggling in his heart for a moment.
“…… King. Hwarang...... I also want to "share" some ......" The submissive voice reached King Chen's ears lightly.
The corners of King Chen's mouth twitched. Did this kid Hualang commit a "stupid disease" again!
"Hmph!" he scolded heavily: "Lord Hua is free!" After saying that, he walked out quickly, and disappeared into the night in a moment, leaving only Mu Qingyang and the others looking at each other in the council hall in embarrassment.
Mu Qingyang was dumbfounded, isn't it just a sword? Just because he was escorted out by himself, he was going to beat her! I wanted to ask what was going on, but I saw everyone's faces solemn, uh, this atmosphere didn't seem right. She "didn't dare" to speak for a moment. One hundred taels, one hundred military sticks. She laughed at herself in her heart.