Chapter 128 Riot Riot 23

The sheep ceremony, the etiquette of insulting the monarch that no one will remember in the Houjin capital.

Except for Fan Wencheng, who is familiar with both Daming and Houjin, there will be no one else who can come up with this trick. Fan Wencheng saw all this from the history books, and what inspired him was not his anger at the barbarians, but a kind of excitement from the heart.

It's a strange psyche.

As a Ming man mixed in the Houjin, he even hated the Ming people more than the Houjin people. Today's scene in North Korea is just a foreplay, and it is difficult for him to be satisfied.

As he spoke, Fan Wencheng's student Zhuo Shichang walked in, holding a knife that was still dripping with blood in his hand, and his green robe had been dyed red with blood. Behind him, more than a dozen important ministers and nobles who stood on this hall in the past waved and foamed at the mouth and followed with their heads lowered, and the old man Shen in the front was still holding the head of his most beloved eldest grandson, Shen Luoying.

Old man Shen has three sons, except for one who has performed well in the army, and the other two are stupid. can only rely on Zuyin to eat and wait for death in the capital. But God is gracious, but the four grandsons are outstanding, especially the eldest grandson Shen Luoying who is holding in his hand. Although he is only eighteen years old, he has become a leader of the younger generation in Hanyang City in terms of knowledge, writing and demeanor.

Old man Shen regrets it, since he had this grandson, he took it with him wherever he went. Even cheeky, on the pretext that he was old and infirm and needed someone to take care of him, he asked the king of Joseon, Li Liang, for a place to go to court with him.

But who knew that a white-haired man watched himself personally send his most proud grandson to the guillotine.

When the Houjin man who was dressed in the green robe of a great scholar walked in with the will of his own king, the old man Shen knew that it would not be good tonight. Soon, the family members and generals of each family sent the news that a royal battle broke out in Gyeongbokgung Palace. At the same time, it was also informed that the Houjin army also appeared at the scene.

The old man was extremely keen, and he immediately dragged his grandson, who was still talking, and was ready to leave. The gentleman is not conducive to being under the dangerous wall, when and under what circumstances, the Shen family does not need the future star of himself and his family.

Old man Shen even thought about his next step, and went out of the city overnight to his manor outside the city first, and waited until the city was completely settled. If you need to show up, let your IQ not be as good as that of the eldest son of a six-year-old child, who can say a word in the court where he covers the sky with one hand.

At the same time, the old man was also going to write letters to several other companies to communicate. After this, Jin is a little too arrogant, the military needs to be impeached, and the city defense also needs to be impeached. It just so happened that his eldest grandson now also needed a foundation to stand on, and after the impeachment of the city defense, he easily brought over the position of the county magistrate of Wannian County, Hanyang City, Qipin. Not high, not low, not up or down, not big or small, isn't this just right for your grandson?

Thinking about things in his head, the old man Shen, who was walking with his head down, met Zhuo Shichang, a Houjin man who hurried back from outside.

Old man Shen hurriedly handed over his film in a low voice. The name and position on the film are not important, the important thing is that it is made of three taels of gold, and these films are hidden in the old man's arms on weekdays.

"The old man is the housekeeper of the Shen family, and he specially came to bring some food to the old man of my family. If Shangguan is fine, the old man will retreat first. If Shangguan is okay when he turns around, he will come to the Shen family with this film. Other old slaves don't dare to be the masters of their masters, but some simple business dealings are not looked down upon by the master's family, and the old man can still help a little. ”

Looking at Zhuo Shichang, Old Man Shen felt very bad, and there was a sense of anger in his body. So the old man cleverly told a little lie, and now getting out quickly is the main goal. Through the open palace gate in front, the old man could see the real butler and carriage in his house.

Zhuo Shichang pinched the piece, opened it again and looked at it, his face changed a little, and he just said to the guard behind him:

"The captain who guarded the gate of the temple himself went down and received thirty lashes."

Then he waved his hand and said to Old Man Shen:

"A minion can go to the main hall, I don't blame you for this, I can only scold the gatekeeper. If you come again, don't blame the guns for being eyeless. Old man Shen breathed a sigh of relief and was about to walk with his legs raised.

Zhuo Shichang said again, and said to the person next to him:

"A court full of soft bones, at this time, he just called his housekeeper to come over to deliver the food for the first time. I'll look for the patriarch of the Shen family in a moment and see what kind of bullshit it is. ”

Old man Shen felt the tightness of his eldest grandson's body beside him, and he knew that it was broken.

People are old, live for a long time, and after the Dongying War and three palace coups, the old man has become too aware that in some cases he must spit on his own face and protect himself. Of course, he also knows how violent young people are. Especially the young people around me. On weekdays, he knew that he had to take care of his eldest grandson's pride, but now was not the ordinary time.

Old man Shen squeezed his eldest grandson's hand tightly, and even broke his nails. However, this pain could not interrupt the emotions of his eldest grandson at all.

"I don't know why you appeared in my palace in the Great Joseon, but please be respectful of the Shen family, the head of the four major families of the DPRK, anyway."

Shen Luoying, the eldest grandson of Old Man Shen, shook off his grandfather's hand, turned around and said in what he thought was his most handsome posture and the most beautiful Daming official words.

He even imagined that under his righteous and strict accusations, the other party would immediately change his attitude like those arrogant people on weekdays. He would also nod generously and leave in style.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" What he didn't understand was that the other party hadn't reacted yet, but his grandfather scolded him. This is something I have never remembered.

"Grandpa, don't you want to say that you are mighty and unyielding, and you want to maintain the pride and reputation of the Shen family no matter what? As the eldest son and eldest grandson of the Shen family, I saw that this four people who were not clear, gold or gold, scholars were not scholars, and military generals were not military generals, so I slandered our Shen family like this. ”

Old man Shen was in a trance, he didn't reply at all, but shouted outside the gate:

"Ah Chang, Ah Chang!"

Ah Chang has been with him for twenty years, but he is much more vigilant than others. As soon as the first heart-rending voice of the old ancestor came, he took out his long knife from the carriage and led the four generals to rush towards the courtyard. Old man Shen dragged his eldest grandson and rushed outside. The old man even threw away the golden tiger head cane in his hand. Agile like a young man, he took out a bag of golden melon seeds from his arms while running, shook them and threw them all over the ground.

"Grandpa!"

In fact, he has a chance, Zhuo Shichang is a scholar after all, and this is the first time he has appeared in such a strange battlefield. Moreover, the order he received did not require special care for any one of them. So he was scolded by Shen Luoying, and with the outburst of Old Man Shen, he was still a little confused.

If he takes advantage of his kung fu, Old Man Shen can really join his guards, and then in the case of the guards exchanging their lives for their lives, Old Man Shen and his eldest grandson have about a fifty percent chance of escaping into the carriage. In fact, if you run, you will run, and Zhuo Shichang will not have enough manpower, so he will never send someone to chase him now.

"Grandpa!"

Old man Shen's footsteps were stopped by his eldest grandson. He even let go of his grandfather's hand and pulled out the long sword he used for his usual decoration from his waist.

"Just these few thieves, do they really make them think that we have no one in North Korea?"

Although Zhuo Shichang was a scholar, he also felt funny when he saw this thing take out an unedged long sword. He also understood now that the two had deceived him.

He was surrounded by a small group of masters of the Curtain Army, so he waved his hand calmly.

"Take this old and young."

The battle started strangely, but ended abruptly.

Among them, the soldiers of the curtain army who subdued Shen Luoying did not draw their weapons, pinched Shen Luoying's long sword with their empty hands, and then unloaded his arm like a click, and dragged him by the hair to Zhuo Shichang.

The soldier who dealt with the old man Shen was even more polite, and directly slammed his fist on the old man's face, smashing the old man's proud teeth. Then, like the previous one, he unloaded his arms, put one foot on the old man's waist, and directly beat the old man with three punches and two kicks until he couldn't move.

"Who am I? Am I not the No. 1 swordsman in North Korea? Didn't even the three good men in the army be subdued by me with three swords? How could I be lying here? Shen Luoying's head was a little dizzy.

The guard, named Ah Chang, saw that his old ancestor and little ancestor were directly put down, and he roared with red eyes and rushed in.

Old man Shen struggled with the last of his strength and spit out the teeth mixed with blood in his mouth. shouted in the Korean vernacular: "Go back, go back and take the old lady and the whole family away!" ”

The old man's Houjin soldier of the guardian was also about to hammer the old man who was jumping on his body with a fist, but was stopped by Zhuo Shichang.

Zhuo Shichang remembered what his teacher had just said to him, and asked for a short knife from the soldier next to him. Then he drew his knife and put the big knife on the neck of the old man Shen, and said to the four people who came in with a straight and round voice:

"Stop, come here, throw the knife away and get down on your knees, I promise to spare this old man."

Hearing this, the four of them didn't think about it, they directly threw away the weapon in their hands and knelt in front of Zhuo Shichang with a plop. Seeing the scene, the old man Shen, who was angry and bloody, spit out another mouthful of blood. But he was pressed to the ground with his face facing the sky, and the blood did not spit out, but choked back into his trachea, and the old man began to cough violently.

Four men knelt there, and several curtain men with broadswords and spears stood behind them.

"That's right." Zhuo Shichang had only held a brush before, but at this moment he fell in love with the heavy long knife in his hand.

"Go and call out all the people in the hall. Tell them that the last one to run in front of me will be decapitated! If anyone doesn't believe it, just behead it. Zhuo Shichang ordered.

"Piercing!"

The leading soldier rushed in with his sword in hand.

After a few exclamations, the hall began to rush out of the hall like a flock of sparrows. The first white-haired old man who impulsed the temple gate fell directly on the threshold. Then on weekdays, the important ministers of the court who were Svenwen rushed out without looking at it. It may be the reason for not exercising often on weekdays, and many people are tripped by their bodies on the ground. Then the men rolled over again and hugged the legs of the man who was about to step over them.

The temple gate is very large, enough for seven or eight people to enter and exit in a row on weekdays, but today's temple gate is so small. Almost all of them were huddled together at the temple gates.

Hahaha......

The onlookers laughed loudly with spears and knives. The soldiers who rushed to the main hall just now were also blocked at the rear. He kicked violently with his foot, but to no avail. After looking at it, he took the spear from the hand of his companion next to him, aimed it at the fattest big buttocks and inserted it directly.

"Whew!"

This man covered his buttocks, as if he had transformed into a warrior, stepped on the pile of people and flew up, jumping directly outside the temple gate. At this time, he was surprised to find that his skills were so good.

The laughter in front of the hall became even more unbridled. The laughed person was inexplicable, so he had to cover his bleeding ass in embarrassment, and limped in front of Zhuo Shichang.

It seems to work. Behind the crowd, the Houjin soldiers raised their spears and stabbed one after the other. Then I saw one after another important ministers flying out.

It's embarrassing to cover your butt alone, but there are more people, and it seems to be the same thing.

Soon, the nobles in the hall who usually only spank people gathered in front of Zhuo Shichang. The fast ones were still laughing at the adults who were bleeding from their butts.

But soon none of them could laugh.

Zhuo Shichang gave an order, and the four of them pulled out the arm of Shen Luoying, the eldest grandson of the old man Shen, who was lying on the ground. When the old man Shen saw it, he writhed even more violently. Shen Luoying didn't know what was going to happen, and her face was dazed.

Zhuo Shichang held the knife and chopped it at Shen Luoying's palm, and he was about to cut off one of Shen Luoying's fingers. Although he usually sees others always with majestic hands and knives, he is a scholar after all, how can his techniques be so accurate, and his strength is not big enough.

chopped it down with a knife, but it was stuck on Shen Luoying's hand bone.

"Whoa............", the two people lying on the ground actually let out a heart-rending roar at the same time.

The two of them didn't hold it down, and Shen Luoying jumped up like a fish caught ashore. But the old man Shen didn't move, just clenched his fists deeply, and his nails sank deep into his flesh and blood.

Zhuo Shichang was embarrassed and was about to pull the knife back, but the little soldier next to him smiled and helped him pull out the knife, and then said to him:

"Lord Zhuo doesn't have to swing the knife too high, first, he is not accurate, and second, he wastes his strength in vain. Look at ......" raised the knife and cut off Shen Luoying's little thumb with a knife.

Then he picked it up diligently and handed it to Zhuo Shichang.

Zhuo Shichang took his little thumb and said to the ministers sitting on the ground:

"Your Royal Highness Li Hui, the king of Guanghai, invited you to Gyeongbokgung Palace to watch the ceremony, you are all scholars, and you are all people who have learned etiquette, can you receive the ceremony? If you can, you can line up on my right-hand side according to the size of the official position. ”

What else can the crowd say, in this case they can only obediently line up. On weekdays, everyone who kills in the dark for a standing position is like a polite gentleman, and they are humble to each other.

Soon, the line was lined up.

Zhuo Shichang smiled a little. walked through the front of the team, and even helped a few people to tidy up their really messy clothes.

"For a while, according to my teacher, it was hundreds of years before it appeared in the ceremonies. I am a beloved disciple of the teacher, and it is the first time that I have helped the teacher to accomplish such an important task. Ladies and gentlemen, can I ask you to show respect for the ceremony? ”

After speaking, without waiting for everyone to agree, he pointed to the four Luo family guards who were still kneeling on the ground and Shen Luoying, who had lost his voice in pain. Several Houjin soldiers quickly raised their knives and fell, and the heads of five ordinary people and noble children mixed together flew into the air with blood spurting blood.