The scene was out of control for a while, and under the leadership of fifty or sixty sons, five or six hundred ruffians and guards pounced on the delicate novices in the council hall like wild horses.

The legendary battle situation is impossible to appear, and this is completely an unprecedented grand ceremony of beating monks.

"Bang!"

"Ah~! Donor, spare your life~"

"Oops, don't slap your face~"

"Donor, don't make it ~ make it impossible ~"

"Bald donkey, Lao Tzu is the one who beats you! Fuck it~! ”

"Ah, donor, it hurts~!"

"Let go of me, let go of me, I want to go home~ I want to go home~ I won't be a monk anymore, please don't beat me, ah~!"

“……”

These monks are also considered lucky, and the people involved in the action are all those children who are about ten years old, and the teenage children's bodies have not fully grown, although the beating hurts, but it does not hurt the muscles and bones, and it is worth noting that there are some ruffians who follow the trend indiscriminately.

The monks have also practiced, and in the face of the hooligans on the ground, the monks are naturally not vain, and they dare to hold sticks to compete with them. But for these teenage children, they were helpless, they didn't dare to beat, they didn't dare to scold, they could only silently bear their beatings.

As for the revolt?

He~he!

The monks are miserable, if you are not afraid of death, the Buddha of the Pure Land of Western Heaven is waiting for you.

No stupid monk would think like that, just look at the murderous guards around you. Although the guards brought by these sons did not join the battle circle, they just surrounded the surroundings into a large circle, and then stared at the people present, as if as long as a monk dared to resist in the next moment, they would go over and slaughter him!

However, there are few monks and more meat, a monk has at least two or three sons or ruffians and hooligans waiting, this is an extremely chaotic scene, fists and feet do not grow eyes, as long as it is a little touch, it is a bloody battle, and a conflict is inevitable.

As time went on, the monks' pleas for mercy gradually decreased, and some different voices appeared in the council room.

"I'm a big rub, why are you beating me?!"

"! Who the hit me? ”

"! Which turtle grandson are you? Monk, if you don't beat you, you know how to beat Lao Tzu~ Lao Tzu and you are not finished, look at the fight! ”

"Shhh Which turtle son stepped on my balls! ”

"Gross~ Fuck your uncle, whose boots are they! It stinks! ”

"Who stole the belly pocket? Flew to my face, grandma dropped, grandma was very angry, the consequences were very serious, someone came to beat the master~ Beat hard! ”

“……”

In the midst of shouting and scolding, Li Chengdao and Li Tai suddenly faced each other: "Hey~ Yo! I'll fuck your uncle's chubby paper~ How dare you hit me! This king fought with you~"

"Li Chengdao, you are a turtle son, you carry a turtle shell all day long, you are not afraid of people's jokes?!"

Li Tai is really angry, what he hates the most is that others call him a little fat man, his face is red, and he punches and kicks Li Chengdao on the opposite side, using his hands and feet together: "You scold me again for trying to be a little fat paper?" ”

"Little fat paper, you turtle grandson, Lao Tzu not only wants to scold you, but also beat you!"

"Someone~ Give this king and I will beat this little fat man hard, something happened, and this king will bear it!"

Fighting, Li Chengdao and Li Tai, the two enemies, suddenly turned red-eyed, not only drinking will strengthen their courage, but this beating will also make a feeling, at the moment the two of them were aimed at Mai Mang, the gun fought with a big gun, and the fight was in full swing in this hall.

"Li Chengdao, if you can't beat it, you can call someone, what about your face, is it all shrunk into that turtle shell?!"

"Li Tai, you are looking for death!"

"Someone~! Hit this prince, who killed Li Chengdao's turtle grandson today, this prince has a heavy reward~! ”

Li Tai quickly dodged the punch that came back from Mile Dao, quickly jumped out of Li Chengdao's encirclement, and then shouted at a group of noble children behind him:

"Hehe, there are more people than people, there are more people than people, I'm really not afraid of you, Changsun Chong, Qin Huaiyu, Cheng Chuliang...... Where are you all dead? Why don't you give Lao Tzu to come and beat him! ”

Then he rushed towards Li Chengdao again.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Escort~Escort~"

"Protect Childe ~ Protect Childe ~"

"Hurry up and tell the emperor!"

“……”

An hour later, the emperor sent people to escort away the nobles, leaving only a group of chrysanthemum remnants, wounded monks and some ruffians lying there wailing.

In the Tai Chi Hall, Li Yuan looked at the ministers kneeling on the ground below and their respective children with blue noses and swollen faces, and a deep sense of powerlessness swept through Li Yuan's body.

The ministers were divided into two groups and knelt on either side of the Taiji Hall. On the one hand, it is the Donggong Group headed by the crown prince Li Jiancheng, and on the other hand, it is the Qin Wang Group headed by the Qin King Li Shimin, and as the father of the troublemaker this time, the crown prince Li Jiancheng and the Qin King Li Shimin are also among them!