Chapter Eighty-Four: The Inkman
Meng Yu knew that he would definitely not be able to hide, even if he begged for mercy, Su Ming would let him go. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info Since it's all on this, it's better to just say nothing, wait until Ying Ao comes back, and make him look good. Therefore, Meng Yu gritted his teeth and glared at Su Ming.
"The deacon, a thousand people Meng Yu, ignoring the king's order, what crime should he be guilty of?"
Su Ming was not surprised to see him glaring at him, and turned to ask Bao Zhuo again.
"Lord Qiyu, ignore the king's edict, according to the laws of Qin, decide?"
This time, Bao Zhuo hesitated for a moment, and did not answer directly, but thought about it carefully. After all, the other party is a thousand people, and I really can't afford this consequence. When Bao Zhuo said the last two words, he changed his tone slightly, and he was asking Su Ming what to do.
Su Ming nodded at Bao Zhuo, he also knew that his charge was a bit bigger, and he couldn't really kill him, if he killed him, he would be in trouble. What's more, doing this, this is not in line with his state of mind, Su Ming thought about it a little more.
"Thousands of people Meng Yu, although he ignored the king, but it was only because of the thousands of people who won Ao, and he did not deserve to die. The death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime cannot be escaped, Meng Yu, as a thousand people, knows the law and violates the law, so the rod is punished with a hundred, and the execution is carried out immediately! ”
Su Ming said this very well, he put all the blame on Ying Ao's head, this is leaving a back hand, and when Ying Ao comes, he can be regarded as having a handle to deal with him, but whether Ying Ao is so easy to deal with is unknown.
As soon as Su Ming's words fell, all the officials were shocked, who would have thought that Su Ming would be tortured on the first day of succession. If this continues, Su Ming and Meng Yu will become undying enemies, and it will be irretrievable. As the saying goes, a soldier can be killed, but not humiliated, Su Ming's move is to humiliate Meng Yu.
Su Ming closed his eyes slightly, and he was also a little worried. This army is different from other places, and the generals in the army must establish their prestige, otherwise how should they command the troops. If the commander of the army is not effective, how can he give orders to Lang Zhong.
Since ancient times, mercy is not in charge of soldiers and righteousness, and now Su Ming has encountered such a difficult thing. In the end, Su Ming made up his mind that this matter had to be done.
Just when Su Ming was out of his mind, the three thousand people began to discuss quietly with each other. Su Ming came back to his senses, glanced at them, and knew that they were standing up and dissuading themselves.
For the first time, Su Ming realized that the difficulties of leading people were very tricky. If these three people stand up and obstruct them, they will either take back their lives and let Meng Yu go, or they will offend all three of them. At that time, it was out of control and more and more troublesome.
"But ......"
Su Ming said this, deliberately stopped for a moment, and looked at the other three, the purpose was obvious, that is, to let these people go back.
"This Lord has made meritorious contributions to the thousands of people, and the pardon rod will be punished by fifty, and it will be executed immediately."
The three of them glanced at each other again, and knowing the meaning of Su Ming's words, they didn't speak anymore and retreated.
Seeing this, Su Ming nodded. This Meng Yu, if you don't fight today, you can't do it. Even if he lets him go today, will he be able to deal with himself tomorrow without uniting with Ying Ao, this will definitely not be. What's more, Su Ming's move is to establish his authority, so that these thousands of people and Lang officials can remember who is the Lang Zhongling here.
Meng Yu's clothes were lifted, his lower body was naked in front of so many people, lying on top of a long case, and he was executed by two consuls.
The staff just like that, and slapped on Meng Yu's buttocks again.
This Meng Yu can also bear it, so he lay on his stomach like this, holding back his strength, and when the fifty beatings were over, the person was no different from the three deacons, and the flesh and blood between the thighs were dripping.
This Meng Yu is in good shape, and he can still walk with the support of the two Lang officials. When Meng Yulin left the schoolyard, he turned around and glanced at Su Ming, resentful.
Su Ming looked at him quietly like this, Su Ming knew very well what the consequences were, but he was not afraid, because he knew that this was just the beginning.
As soon as he entered the school field, Su Ming felt very good, and prepared to face all this with an almost relaxed state of mind. But now, he can't be more relaxed. These things were heavy, so heavy that he felt tired, wanted to sleep, wanted to forget.
"Lord Qiqi, the execution is complete."
Su Ming turned his head and glanced at the Lang officials below, after this incident, Su Ming's eyes swept over, and the Lang officials were all frightened, even the faces of the three thousand people, and the look of Su Ming was a little more respectful.
"Under my rule, if anyone dares to commit a repeat offense, he will be punished by military law."
Su Ming's words fell, and there was not even a sound in the field, and after waiting for a long time, only Bao Zhuo answered. At this time, he was already completely on Su Ming's side.
"Obey your lordship's orders."
Bao Zhuo took the lead in saying that Su Ming stared at the three thousand people again, and these three people couldn't do it, so they also shouted. With these three people taking the lead, the Lang officials behind shouted at the same time.
Su Ming, who was standing on the platform, looked at the officials below, and at this moment, he felt that he was the real Lang Zhongling.
"Bao Zhuo, the commander of the Ming Lang, is the commander of the army, the position of a hundred generals, and in the future, it will be led by Lord Ben himself, three thousand people, what do you think?"
Su Ming got off the platform, walked to the three thousand-person people, and asked the three people in a consultative tone. Not to mention anything else, Su Ming thought about catching this consul in his own hands first.
"We will obey your lordship's orders."
Now that the dust has settled, Su Ming asked them or not, they all had to agree. When these three people saw this, they were also interested and agreed.
In Su Ming's opinion, these three people still belong to the grass on the wall, and it is uncertain which side they will fall towards, but it is okay to do this, Ying Ao is also missing three helpers.
"The three thousand people are busy with military affairs, I have already seen you, so why don't you disperse?"
Su Ming's words were still amiable to these three people.
"It's up to the adults to decide."
None of the three dared to agree, and pushed it to Su Ming and let Su Ming make his own decision.
"Then disperse, Bao Zhuo stays."
Under Su Ming's order, the Lang officials disappeared neatly on the school grounds.
This Bao Zhuo stood in front of Su Ming like this, bowing his head.
To be honest, Su Ming still admires this person and has a lot of courage, and if it weren't for him, he really wouldn't be able to get off the stage today. In the future, people like this will have to recruit more by themselves.
"Bao Zhuo, don't tell me the truth, where are you from?"
Su Ming always felt that Bao Zhuo had a story, and as a direct person, he must also ask directly.
"Ink Writer Bao Zhuo."
Bao Zhuo was slightly surprised, but after thinking about it, he saw Su Ming's methods today, and felt that there was no need to hide it from him, so he said it directly.
"Inkman!"
Of course, Su Ming knew about this ink person, but when Bao Zhuo said the ink person, his expression was a little wrong. Generally speaking, when anyone talks about the genre they have studied, they should be proud, but Bao Zhuo is actually a little gritted his teeth, as if he doesn't want to mention squeezing it out, is it possible that he has hatred for Mo?
"Forget it, I won't ask more, you can follow me in the future!"
Bao Zhuo was stunned, follow me, why doesn't this sound right, this is not like Lang Zhongling's tone. He was a little unsure, what kind of person was this Su Ming?
When he reacted, Su Ming only had a back left.