"I dare to provoke the love of the heavenly family, I really don't know whether I live or die!"

"Come on, take him down to the Lone King!"

King Chengjun's face was pale, and the anger in his eyes was even hotter, as if he was going to burn Situ to ashes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"No!"

"No!"

The armor soldiers on both sides received the order and stepped forward without any hesitation, and the armor blades rubbed to make a crisp sound.

Situ Xing's face remained unchanged, and he let the man in armor capture and tie him up, as if the person who was about to be twisted and taken down had nothing to do with him at all.

"Situ Xing, what else do you have to say?"

Looking at the punishment of Situ with his hands behind his back, tied by ropes, like a prisoner about to be exiled, King Chengjun's face was pale, and there seemed to be a flame burning in his eyes, and he asked angrily.

"If you want to add sin, why should you do it?"

Situ Xing's head was high, and his back was straight, like a green pine rooted in a barren mountain, and he was indescribably tall and lofty.

"Take it away!"

King Chengjun's eyes showed a trace of annoyance, and the anger in his heart made him want to see Situ torture to death with one punch.

But the reason in his heart made him give up this seemingly simple, but very stupid and dangerous move.

Situ is not an ordinary person, he is not only a child with meritorious fame, but also a town and country enthroned by Emperor Qian. It is a little sage who has just written a "holy text", although it has not yet been recognized by the Confucian literary circle, but it is only a matter of time.

As long as he didn't commit a heinous felony, even Emperor Qianpan couldn't be dealt with rashly.

After all, his status in Confucianism is so high, he is still above the Great Confucianism and Hongru, and only below the saints of the Holy Mountain, the sub-saints.

Such a person, how can he, a county king, have the right to dispose of it?

Therefore, King Chengjun did not dare and could not beat Situ to death with one punch, otherwise it would definitely push the power of Confucianism to the side of the prince, and it would attract the most ruthless revenge from Confucianism.

"Take it away, put it in prison!"

"No!"

These armor soldiers are all the private soldiers of the king of Chengjun, and it can even be said that they only know that there is a king of Chengjun but they don't know that there is a son of heaven.

After receiving the order of King Chengjun, he naturally did not care about the identity of Situ Xing, twisted his arms, and escorted him to the direction of the prison.

"This... ”

Looking at the soldier twisting his arm like a prisoner, the voice of the surrounding scholars froze instantly, as if someone had pinched his neck.

But after a while, they were like enraged lions, like deep pools of boulders, and a force unimaginable to everyone suddenly burst out.

"If you want to add sin, there is no excuse!"

"What an insult!"

"Situ Xing is the town of the king of the people, and he is a little sage of Confucianism, and his identity is the most noble, how can he twist the binding like a sinner?"

"Sven sweeps the floor!"

"Sven sweeps the floor!"

"King Chengjun intends to be an enemy of my Confucianism?"

One by one, the Confucian scholars were like enraged lions, and they did not live up to the promise just now, blocking the way of King Chengjun, and their faces were indignant.

"Your Highness's dependence, you dare to attack, do you plan to rebel?"

Seeing that Confucian students were surrounded, a trace of worry flashed in their eyes, and they shook the swords in their hands, making a sound of gold and iron, and hurriedly stepped forward to reprimand.

"You guys!"

Looking at the armor soldiers who drew their swords, the Confucian scholars couldn't help but stagnate.

"How can this be reasonable, hurry up and let go of Situ Zhenguo. ”

"Aren't you afraid of the wrath of the saint when you treat the scholar like this?"

A scholar with a towel stepped forward and pointed to Yingzheng, who was leading the way and wearing a captain's uniform, and shouted with some anger.

"Humph!"

The battalion leading the team was looking at the scholar's thin body, and couldn't help but snort coldly, and his eyes showed a look of disdain.

"Hugh must make noise here, otherwise you will be imprisoned!"

"You!"

"We are protégés of the Son of Heaven, descendants of saints and seedlings. How dare you be so presumptuous?"

The scholar was excited by Yingzheng's attitude, and shouted excitedly.

"What a quack!"

"Forward!"

Yingzheng glanced at the scholar with his eyes, stepped forward and gently pushed him to the side, leading the team to pass through. Coincidentally, the scholar's leg happened to hit a stone on the side of the road, and he was unsteady on his feet and fell.

"The armor has beaten people, the armor has beaten the scholars!"

Looking at Xiucai who fell, the Confucian students behind instinctively thought that it was caused by Yingzheng's beating. The Confucian scholars, who had some common hatreds just now, instantly became boiling.

There are even more people who have a rising literary spirit, and even more war poems are detained in their hands.

"Those who dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool, kill!"

"Those who dare to attack the county king's dependents, kill them!"

King Chengjun sat on top of Luanjia, his eyes were cold and looked at the Confucian students in front of him, with faint fluctuations in his literary tone, blocking him from leaving. Not only did he not worry, but a trace of disdain rose faintly in his heart.

Xiucai rebelled, and it didn't work out in ten years!

It is the scholars who govern the world, but the swords in their hands are still relied on to fight the world.

Don't look at the Confucian students' big movements, but they are all soft bones, as long as they are forced by the sword soldiers, they will definitely back down.

"No!"

"No!"

"No!"

The captains who had received the edict of the king of Chengjun all drew their blades, and their whole bodies were full of blood and blood. There was a murderous aura rising in his eyes. As long as these Confucian scholars dared to offend the tiger power of King Chengjun, the soldiers would not hesitate to cut off their heads with long knives.

"Crazy!"

"King Chengjun, you're really crazy!"

"These are all reading seeds, and they are the protégés of the Son of Heaven, you dare to really kill them!"

The great Confucian Chen Jiuzhang looked at the soldier who drew his blade and was angry, and he instantly appeared directly in front of the Confucian student.

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, both the great Confucian Chen Jiuzhang and the martial arts saint showed a shocked look in their eyes. None of them thought that King Chengjun would dare to really order his soldiers to kill scholars.

This is simply something that has never happened in the 300 years since the founding of the country.

If it is really killed, it will definitely pierce the sky. Even the sub-saints of the Holy Mountain will visit in person.

"The lone king is the king of the county, these Confucian students dare to attack Luanjia, it is like a rebellion, why should the lone king not dare?"

King Chengjun's face was also pale, as if he didn't see the hint in the eyes of the great Confucian Chen Jiuzhang at all, and said in a cold and strong voice.

"The whole world is not the king's land, and the shores of the land are all kings' ministers. ”

"Although these scholars have been taught by the saints, they are all great cadres after all, and they should abide by the laws of the great cadres!"

"Dare to attack the Luan driver, kill!"

"Those who dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool, kill!"

The captain was wearing a captain's uniform, the front of the battalion was red, the evil aura in his eyes rose sharply, and the long knife with a handle was even more unsheathed. Revealing a touch of coldness,

The eyes of the Confucian scholars couldn't help shrinking, and they felt that their backs suddenly tightened, and even the hairs on their bodies exploded.