Chapter One Hundred and Five. Angry stabbing clan

The sword is a good sword, and before it was unsheathed, a breathtaking momentum came out. The www.biquge.info golden scabbard and beige spike shine brightly in the sunlight.

"Good man, put down the sword first, there is something to discuss." Xie You'an saw Hou Guoxing holding his sword high, and he was still exerting himself under his feet, thinking that the thief was going to commit murder, and he screamed again.

He can't help but be in a hurry, if King Lu's son is killed in front of him, Xie You'an, the prefect, will be the end.

"You... Don't you dare! I'm Zhu Yixiang... My father is the king of Lu! Zhu Yixiang, who was under his feet, saw Hou Guoxing draw out his sword, and was so shocked that he didn't care about the pain. Instinctively moved out of the backer.

Maybe the world's gentlemen are all the same. When encountering danger, the first exit must be "who is my dad"!

Hou Guoxing frowned, ignored Zhu Yixiang, who was howling under his feet, drew his sword with both hands, and shouted:

"Xie You'an, open your dog eyes and take a good look, what is in the officer's hand, don't kneel down for me."

"Do you dare..."Hearing that the thief in front of him was so rampant, Xie Youan was about to get angry, when he suddenly saw the bright yellow sword spike on the sword, and swallowed the swear words on his lips alive.

Yellow sword spikes! Yellow sword spikes! Yellow sword spikes! Xie You'an's heart began to beat violently.

He turned his gaze to Hou Guoxing, who was holding Shang Fang's sword, and Zhu Huiyan, who was behind Hou Guoxing.

After a while, Xie You'an's whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, and sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Xie You'an, you are not small, Shang Fang's sword is here, like the emperor coming ......in person," Hou Guoxing looked at Xie You'an, who was sweating like a pillar of rain, gritted his teeth and roared:

"Believe it or not, this official will punish your nine clans for the crime of contempt for the emperor."

"Don't you dare!" Xie You'an couldn't bear the pressure, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Hou Guoxing and cried:

"The criminal minister has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and he doesn't know that Shang Fang's sword is here, Lord Qincha arrives, I hope the emperor forgives his sins, and I hope that Lord Qincha forgives his sins!"

Xie You'an kept an eye on it, and didn't say Zhu Huiyan's identity, if he said it, he wouldn't be able to make some earth-shattering things.

King Lu's son molested the princess in public. Thinking of this, Xie Youan secretly glanced at Zhu Yixiang, his eyes full of sadness.

Of course, this is a headache for the Zongren Mansion, and now I am still thinking about how to save my life.

"Long live the emperor! Banzai! Hooray! ”

The officials and soldiers around them, who had long been puzzled, knelt on the ground one after another when they saw the prefect kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, and they still didn't understand what was happening.

"Long live the emperor! Banzai! Hooray! The surrounding victims fell to their knees.

After everyone finished worshipping, Hou Guoxing knelt down in the direction of Jingshi, raised his sword above his head with both hands, took Zhu Huiyan and others to bow a few times, and then got up and signaled that the whole ceremony was completed.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of Hou Guoxing's visit, the little prince ran to Xie You'an's side on his knees.

"Come over to me!" Hou Guoxing pointed to the trembling little prince and said.

"You... If you have something to say, I... I won't go over..."The little prince was already frightened under Hou Guoxing's violent beating, and his words were incoherent, and he instinctively hid behind the prefect Xie You'an.

Xie Youan instinctively moved to the side, the current situation is obvious, and the matter of disaster relief cannot be covered. But compared to disaster relief, this Zhu Yixiang is only afraid that if he doesn't die, he will have to lose his skin.

"Come here!" Hou Guoxing's eyes were blood-red, staring at Zhu Yixiang and opening his mouth.

"You dare to point fingers at the little prince, you are so bold...... the eunuch behind the little prince yelled.

Lord Qincha disaster relief in Shandong. Liaodong, this is something that the whole of Shandong knows, but there is no need for King Lu to take a five-grade Qincha in his eyes.

"Take it!" Hou Guoxing waved at Yang Qi and Yang Ba.

"Who dares? Do you know who I am? Dare to take me! Zhu Yixiang was so frightened that he pushed the eunuch behind him to the front, yelling like crazy.

Zhu Yixiang's yelling did not have any effect, Yang Qi and Yang Ba lifted it in front of Hou Guoxing like chickens, and pressed them to the ground.

Except for the old eunuch of the Lu Palace, who was pulling and pulling behind him, the other officials and soldiers all retreated far away. Yang Qi kicked the eunuch two meters away.

"You can't arrest me, my father is King Lu!" The little prince who was kneeling on the ground yelled hysterically at the prefect Xie You'an:

"Help me, Lord Xie, save me! Father treats you well! ”

Zhu Yixiang is completely scared now, he is the only one who bullies others, and no one has let him bully him, this Qincha beat him up just now, making it clear that he is not buying the face of Lu Wangfu.

Xie You'an, who was sweating on his forehead, lowered his head and didn't hear it. Just kidding, now that Lord Qincha has come here with the princess's micro-service, it is obvious that the person who came here is not good. Save you? Lao Tzu didn't even know how to save himself.

Hou Guoxing stared at Zhu Yixiang, who was crying wolf, gritted his teeth and said coldly.

"As a royal prince, robbing the people's daughter, you should be killed!"

"Kill me!" Listening to Hou Guoxing's hellish voice, Zhu Yixiang's body shook violently and screamed, "You little Qincha dare to kill me? As a royal prince, who dares to convict me except the Zongren Mansion......"

Before Zhu Yixiang's words fell, Hou Guoxing stepped on the little prince to the ground with one foot, and the sword in his hand stabbed directly into his thigh.

"Ahh With the little prince screaming! The people around who had a bit of identity were all stunned on the spot.

"You... Do you dare to hurt the clan? You... You wait for me, and I'll go and let His Royal Highness King Lu come down and clean you up! A moment later, the eunuch screamed, and ran to the gate on his knees.

He really didn't expect that this Hou Guoxing would be so bold and dare to stab the little prince with a sword, he would not be afraid that the whole world would poke him into ashes?

"This sword is for you to snatch the victims of your children!" Hou Guoxing didn't pay attention to everyone's strange gazes, pulled out his sword, and went down with another sword on the right leg of the little prince, muttering to himself:

"This sword is because you touched someone you shouldn't have touched."

With the screams of the little prince, the people below began to tremble, this Lord Qincha is so ruthless, he is simply fighting for his life.

"Big... My lord, although the little prince is at fault, it should also be dealt with by the Zongren Mansion, and you, as a Qincha, have no right to deal with it, right? Xie Youan looked at Hou Guoxing, then at Zhu Huiyan behind Hou Guoxing, and said softly with fear.

He thought that he would definitely die, but suddenly felt that things might have taken a turn for the better, although this Hou Guoxing was a Qincha, he dared to assassinate the clan with a sword.

In this way, the clans all over the world, for their own safety, I am afraid that they will also attack it en masse. As long as he Xie You'an survives these few days, he can turn the corner from danger.

"This sword is because you said something you shouldn't have said!" Hou Guoxing didn't pay attention to Xie You'an, and stabbed him with another sword.

"Don't!" Zhu Huiyan grabbed Hou Guoxing's hand with red eyes.

Zhu Huiyan just made Zhu Yixiang's whole body tremble, and he couldn't stop his tears from biting his lip. If possible, she really wants to face her identity and cut it with a thousand cuts.

It's just that this matter is contrary to the principles of morality, this Zhu Yixiang still belongs to her uncle according to her seniority, if it is passed on, it will not lose the face of the royal family.

She was smart and clever, and she was at a loss for a while, but at this moment, Hou Guoxing had already trampled Zhu Yixiang under his feet.

The angry eyes and the slightly trembling body were like the moment when Hou Guoxing was furious on the small bridge and seized the moment when she confessed.

Hou Guoxing's first sword stabbed out, and Zhu Huiyan still had a sense of revenge. Who would have thought that Hou Guoxing would follow and stab out the second sword, and the words in her mouth made her heart skip a beat, and she didn't have time to stop it in a panic in her heart. Hou Guoxing's third sword stabbed out.

Assassinating the clan will not end well in any dynasty or generation. Zhu Huiyan instinctively stretched out his hand and pulled Hou Guoxing.

"Don't!" Zhu Huiyan repeated with tears in his eyes.

Hou Guoxing looked at Zhu Huiyan, who had tears in his eyes, was stunned, then looked down at Zhu Yixiang, who was howling under him, sighed, and turned around and walked towards the pot.

Hou Guoxing only felt full of anger in his heart, Zhu Yixiang's sentence "you" to Zhu Huiyan really hurt him deeply, so that he lost his sense of proportion.

But there's nothing to regret, the soldiers are coming to block, and the water is just covering.

Dragons have reverse scales, touch them and die! If you don't die this time, you will be killed sooner or later.

He walked to the side of the pot, looked at the moldy wheat husk in the pot, and couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, and regardless of the burning and tumbling bran in the pot, he grabbed the edge of the pot and flipped it over to a few men kneeling on the edge of the pot.

"Xie You'an, the imperial court ordered you to open a warehouse to release grain, why didn't the victims see a single grain from beginning to end, and all they ate was rice bran and bran?" Hou Guoxing didn't pay attention to the guys who made the hot scream, pointed to the bran all over the ground and scolded Xie You'an angrily:

"Where did the relief food sent by the official from Erhu go?"

Xie You'an's body trembled, knelt on the ground, buried his head deep in his chest, and didn't say a word.

"Where is the official's food?" Xie Youan buried his head deeper. The situation in front of him understands that Lord Qincha is already clear, it is better to grit his teeth and not speak, and wait for King Lu to come over, and make plans.

According to King Lu's short-term temperament, he caught Hou Guoxing's assassination of the clan, and he would definitely not rest.

Seeing Xie You'an's appearance that a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, Hou Guoxing suddenly felt a sense of sadness, this person looked dignified, with a bookish atmosphere, and at first glance, he was influenced by the sage book. But why can you do such a conscientious thing for a few pieces of silver?

Hou Guoxing suddenly felt a burst of sadness, and he wasted his energy. raised millions of taels of silver and millions of stones of grain and grass, thinking that it could help the victims survive the difficulties, but who would have thought that the small Yanzhou would be greedy for the 30,000 stone of grain he sent.

Judging from his secret visits in the past few days, almost all the people with some status in the entire Yanzhou Mansion have participated. This is just the beginning, if it weren't for his private visit to Weifu, even if there was more food coming, what would be waiting for the victims would be rice bran now.

He looked up to the sky and laughed. After a long time, he yelled:

"Take off his official body for me!"

"I am the imperial court personally awarded the five grades of Zhizhou, although you are a Qincha, but you have no right to go to my official body!" Xie You'an was quite calm, staring at Hou Guoxing and saying without humility or arrogance.