Yue Zhang gently tugged at his sleeve, but Wan An was so caught that he couldn't get out. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, hundreds of pairs of eyes on the field looked under the altar, and for a while, the ministers all gathered around.

Seeing this, Wan An was proud in his heart, and secretly said that he would humiliate this guy in front of the ministers today, not only would he be able to show his face in front of the elder of the pavilion and brush his good feelings, but in the future, his reputation would also soar in Shilin.

Boy, boy, you deserve to be in my hands.

Seeing that Yue Zhang didn't speak, he proudly glanced at the onlookers, and then said, "You are a little martial artist, do you know what this bull ear represents?" It's just that the saint is confused for a while, you thief still have the courage to pick it up, I really don't know how thick the sky is! The three elders don't have the same knowledge as you, do you really think that no one dares to speak? Watch and hit! ”

With that, a big-eared scraper was pulled off.

Yue Zhang saw him burst out and flashed backwards. But he still couldn't dodge, and Wan An's fingertips slammed firmly on the side of his face.

At that time, the so-called literati and scholars all had long nails. This time, three blood marks were left on his face.

The ministers all exclaimed, they never expected the scene to be so hot. When the military ministers heard what Wan An said, the boss in their hearts was not good.

What happened to the warriors? This world is all fought by our martial artists, without us working hard, it would be your turn to be a group of sour Confucians here.

But they didn't know what Wan An did came from, it was his own doing, so everyone went up and said to him with words.

What if it was at the behest of the elders...... Then don't touch this mold yourself.

The chief dedicator on the side was also stunned by this sudden situation, just after the sacrifice to heaven and earth, the golden silk with the sacrificial text was still shining with sparks in the ding. Wouldn't it be blasphemy to do such a thing before the altar?

But as an official of the Ministry of Rites, it was his own official who made trouble. So I had no idea for a while, so I could only be an ostrich all the time, bowing my head deeply, pretending to be ignorant and ignorant.

Zhu Yong, who was standing in front of the general, raised his eyebrows slightly, and after listening to what Wan An said just now, the boss felt uncomfortable.

He has just returned from the frontier, and in recent years, the Mongolian Maoli has become very powerful, and the border passes have been repeatedly invaded. He has been guarding his own food and drink for more than a year, and has taken the initiative to engage the enemy several times. Although it didn't make much gains, he pinned his head to the waistband of his trousers and ran for his life.

This group of sour Confucians, not to mention the military affairs above the court, after they were ordered to come back, the border war broke out again, and they suffered some losses, and the court also pushed the responsibility on themselves.

There are many Mongolian cavalry, and there are more than 100 border passes, so it is inevitable that there will be weak points. As the saying goes, victory and defeat are impermanent, and it is merit to be on the defensive and not to be broken through by the enemy. But the court is holding on to it, which has made Zhu Yong very annoyed these days.

At this time, Wan An's words, although they were aimed at Yue Zhang, did not stick to Zhu Yong's heart.

In Wenchen's eyes, martial artists are always inferior to them.

Zhu Yong clenched his fists slightly, forcibly held back the anger in his heart, and thought about it for a while. beckoned a military general next to him and whispered a few words to him.

The general nodded, turned and walked out of the crowd and left.

The three pavilion elders also frowned slightly, Peng Shi's lips moved, and secretly said that this is still on the altar, what does the place look like. Anyway, after all, it is a gift from the emperor, and there is no need to do such a fight.

Liu Dingzhi also raised his eyebrows, he was the eldest among the three cabinet members, and he was a little annoyed when he saw Wan An so rough. The ministers are all here, if this is spread out, others must think that it was instructed by the elder. This kind of method is inevitably not very good-looking.

Among the three, only Shang Yan watched with interest and remained silent.

It wasn't that he praised Wan An's approach, but that he saw Yue Zhang's expression at this time.

At this time, there was blood flowing from Yue Zhang's face twice, and he slowly raised his head, and there was actually a smile on his face.

It's just that under the rendering of blood, the smile looks a little evil.

In Wan An's opinion, he is a waiter in the Ministry of Rites. treats the teenager in front of him, with an insurmountable height in identity, which is a potential.

As soon as he came up, he suppressed him with words, giving him a slap in the face, and not giving him a chance to refute and speak, this is Wei.

With such power, this kid who doesn't seem to be as weak as the crown will definitely escape.

In this way, he did not dare to receive the reward, which was like resisting the decree. Then he took the opportunity to ask for the elders' lives and gave the cow ears to the elders.

Resistance is the first and a fait accompli. pushed the boat by himself, presumably with Zhu Jianshen's temperament, he should have responded.

But today, he was wrong.

Yue Zhang is not afraid of the current official system at all, he is with Zhu Jianshen every day, and the emperor is like that, not to mention that you are a waiter of the Ministry of Rites?

In Yue Zhang's eyes, people who can't get along with him are all opponents, young and old, male or female.

He's not a virgin, he's not that enlightened.

But this slap, Yue Zhang was not ready to fight back.

It's really a terrible thing to do.

Didn't you let me pick up those three pairs of cow ears? Didn't you say that I was immoral and incompetent, and that I could not receive such a great gift?

Today's matter, Lao Tzu can't follow your wishes!

He stood up straight, smiling and staring at Wan An, although he was smiling on his face, his eyes were as if he had two pieces of thousand-year-old ice hidden.

With the blood that kept flowing down his face, and the collar had been dyed red, there was a chill that was breathtaking.

Wan An was stared at by him like this, and he was horrified in his heart, and he involuntarily took a step back.

Seeing him like this, the ministers and the three pavilion elders retracted their voices and held their breath.

The chief official was afraid that he would fight back violently and hurt his boss, although he was afraid, he had to lean over and hurriedly persuade him.

Yue Zhang ignored it, still with that expression on his face. Throwing off the sleeves that were still grabbed by Wan An, he slowly walked into the tray with cow ears.

Grabbing one of the cow ears, he turned around and returned to Wan An.

Wan An didn't know what he was going to do, but seeing that he didn't seem to be about to break out and hurt people, he saw that the main dedication official was in the middle intentionally or unintentionally, and his heart was a little settled.

Just as he was about to speak, he continued to reprimand, and something happened that he would never forget.

I saw Yue Zhang pick up the cow ear that was still dripping with blood and fur, slowly put it in his mouth, bit it hard, swallowed most of the belt meat into his mouth, and chewed it hard.

The muscles of his cheeks continued to bulge, and the half of the cow's ear in his mouth was still full of brittle bones and bloody tendons, and it creaked when chewed. There was blood all over the teeth. A few cow hairs spilled from the corners of his mouth with blood foam.

During the whole process, those cold eyes were always staring at Wan'an!

Wan An is not afraid of his refutation, as a waiter of the Ministry of Rites, he speaks together, and his kung fu in verbal battles is quite high.

He is not even afraid of Yue Zhang's move, if he is beaten, both public opinion and morality will be biased in his favor.

But he never expected this scene.

Those emotionless eyes, with a mouth full of blood, are like a hungry tiger that chooses beasts to eat.

Even though his mouth was full of blood, he still had a wicked smile.

Wan An only felt that what he was chewing in his mouth was not cow ears, but his own flesh and blood!

His eyes widened, his mouth widened, and his hands were shaking.

With a grunt in Yue Zhang's throat, he swallowed the unchewed cow ear, his feet went limp, and he fell to the ground with a pop.

The chief dedicator looked at the ghost-like Yue Zhang, screamed, and fainted.

Seeing this, the ministers gasped, only to feel the acid reflux in their stomachs, and they vomited directly.

Rao is some generals who are used to fighting, and they also clenched their fists, swallowing their spittle and secretly saying, he is really ruthless!

Zhu Yong has been on the battlefield for more than ten years, and he can't help but gasp when he looks at Yue Zhang's expression.

He had seen such a look, it was one of his own soldiers, a soldier whose father and brother were killed by the enemy in front of his eyes, and who had bitten the throat of the enemy with his teeth on the battlefield.

Shang Zhen looked at it for a while, pulled up Peng Shi and Liu Dingzhi and turned to leave.

If you don't become a hero, you will be a hero.

In his heart, he commented on Yue Zhang.