Therefore, at this time, it was the time when the Han Wang's army was greatly boosted and its morale was at its strongest, how could he choose to surrender.

When Yu Xuekui heard this, he suppressed the anger in his heart and continued to ask: "King Han, can you afford to let the prince and grandson kneel for you?" ”

Those two are the future princes!

"Why can't you stand it?" King Han grinned.

"Isn't my eldest brother a self-proclaimed saint? He is so merciful, why can't he come and kneel to me for the sake of the people of the world? ”

"Didn't Taisun create some commercial tax reform and save the people of Suzhou? Two great sages, why can't you kneel to me for the sake of the world? ”

King Han grinned and sneered, sarcastic sentence after sentence, and stabbed Yu Xuekui.

A flash of despair flashed in Yu Xuekui's eyes.

From King Han's attitude, he could see that King Han did not want to surrender at all.

"King Han, do you think you can kill all the way to Nanjing City?" Yu Xuekui asked.

King Han nodded: "I now have as many as 60,000 soldiers under my hands, and then gather the strength of the whole territory of Shandong, there are many families behind me, and there are still people in the court to be my internal response, do you think I can kill the capital?" ”

Yu Xuekui's heart was cold.

It turned out that King Han had already colluded with these families.

In the court, there is really his internal response!

It seems that persuading the king of Han will not work.

Yu Xuekui finally gave up that pitiful thought.

If it doesn't work, then let's do it.

Yu Xuekui took a deep breath, looked at the King of Han in front of him, closed his eyes slightly, and something was brewing in his belly.

His mouth was silently wriggling.

Like, what to prepare.

When Yu Xuekui opened his eyes suddenly, he spat directly on King Han's face.

"Phew!"

The spit slid down King Han's face and slid down little by little.

King Han's face changed, and he turned his face in disbelief and looked at Yu Xuekui.

He didn't expect that Yu Xuekui, a dignified scholar of the Hanlin Academy, as a great Confucian, would do such a thing.

So much so that King Han is still stunned.

But the light in those eyes became more and more fierce, like a tiger about to explode.

Yu Xuekui looked at him and sneered: "This spit is for the 100,000 slaughtered people in Qingzhou!" ”

"I will make you spurned by all people, and you will go to hell after death, and you will never be able to live again!"

This spit, Yu Xuekui spit upright!

This spit, spit out for the 100,000 people in Qingzhou, and it can be regarded as a small breath for those dead souls.

In the same way, it can also anger the King of Han!

Only by angering the King of Han can the King of Han cut him down, and what the court will get at that time will be righteousness!

It's clear who is right and who is wrong.

"You dare to spit?" King Han no longer dared to reach out and wipe his face.

When he was fighting, he reached out and grabbed the wasps, and at that time, he didn't feel dirty at all, because it was worth it.

But now, Yu Xuekui's spit has disgusted King Han.

He had never suffered such humiliation, and he had never suffered such a disgusting thing, as if he had been spurned by all people.

The contempt in Yu Xuekui's eyes, as well as his disdain for her, as well as the Confucian innocence, made King Han's face difficult to see to the extreme.

"You're bold!"

"Yu Xuekui, you are so bold!"

King Han's eyes showed a hint of murderous intent.

However, King Han held back.

At this time, he did not choose to do it.

Instead, he turned around and returned to his room, and after washing his face with water several times in a row, he walked back again.

Yu Xuekui looked at his face and sneered: "What if it's washed?" Won't you be spurned by all men? ”

"The souls of 100,000 people in Qingzhou are watching you, and they will drag you to hell."

King Han suddenly pulled out the sword of the soldier beside him, put it on Yu Xuekui's neck, and roared angrily: "You're not afraid of death, are you?" ”

"Okay, I'll fulfill you."

"Here, find a cauldron!" King Han almost burst out of his throat with a roar.

That kind of voice, as if it had completely lost its mind.

King Han's impulsive emotions welled up in his heart, and even that face became extremely distorted.

Anger, unwillingness, being spurned by others, all kinds of emotions come to my heart.

King Han threw away the sword and stuck Yu Xuekui's neck, the thin, rickety old man was directly pinched, his face and the root of his neck quickly turned red.

King Han was very hard, pinching Yu Xuekui, like carrying a wild cat and wild dog, almost roaring like a beast: "Why do you spit on me? ”

"Why?"

"It's the old man who didn't keep his promise first, and he didn't keep it."

"During the Battle of Jingjing, he said that he would give me the throne, but did he give it?"

"The son of the world is sick, you should encourage him, if he didn't say this sentence at the beginning, I wouldn't have rebelled today!"

"Can I be blamed for all this? He should be blamed, he should be blamed for being eccentric! ”

On King Han's forehead, green tendons burst out, and his face was extremely scary.

Yu Xuekui was easily held in his hand, the roots of his neck were red, and his thin face was even more frightening.

But Yu Xuekui still refused to admit defeat.

He desperately used his throat to make the last bit of hoarse sound: "Blame you for not being the boss......"

Since Emperor Taizu attacked Mengyuan in the north and created the Ming Dynasty, he has stipulated in the Emperor's ancestral training that the elders must be in the right place!

Now, the crown prince is the eldest and the eldest son.

This throne is naturally sat by the crown prince.

King Han, the mistake is when you are born late!

Who is to blame?

"It's true that I'm not the boss, but if the old man didn't say that at the beginning, I wouldn't have any thoughts about the throne." King Han said coldly.

"I'm a person who admits death, since the old man promised me, then you have to give it to me!"

King Han roared at Yu Xuekui: "I just want to hit Nanjing City, hit him in front of him, personally ask him to apologize to me, personally admit that he said this, and personally let him pass the throne to me!" ”

"My life was ruined by the old man!"

Yu Xuekui didn't make a sound, but his vicissitudes of life looked at King Han stubbornly, he blushed, squeezed out a trace of saliva from between his teeth, and spit on King Han's face.

When the spit splashed on the face of the King of Han.

King Han was stunned......

He was completely stunned.

His eyes were full of disbelief, and his face was covered with Yu Xuekui's spit.

"You're spitting on me again! You're spitting on me again! ”

"Give me death, give me death!"

King Han roared angrily, he had completely fallen into madness, grabbed Yu Xuekui's neck, and slammed it to the ground.

It's like holding a scarecrow in his hand, and he keeps smashing it on the ground.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The cyan bricks were smashed into fine and dense cracks.

Yu Xuekui's aged body, like a candle in the wind, splashed blood in the air.

King Han's power can lift the crown, how powerful he is.

In the case of him losing his mind, smash it, smash it again, smash it again!

Fourth.

Fifth down.

Sixth ......