Zhu Xiongying's words.

Baiguan Wenwu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then felt that something was wrong.

Witnesses? Zhu Shangbing?

How does the name sound so familiar?

Everyone subconsciously looked at the prince of Qin who was kneeling in the hall, isn't the name of this prince of Qin Shangbing?

Could it be that there is a second Zhu Shangbing in the world?

It's impossible!

Lao Zhu prescribed the naming rules for the descendants of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, with more and more descendants of the royal family, in order to choose the name, many of them are rare words, and after taking them, they are all announced to the world, which Pingtou common people dare to use the name of the royal king.

Since it's not, then His Royal Highness Taisun means this...

Let the prisoners expose themselves?

That's, isn't it?

Could it be that His Royal Highness Taisun drank a few glasses of wine and fainted?

The kings and envoys in the palace also joined in the excitement with the intention of watching jokes.

In the letters they sent to the kings, ninety percent portrayed Zhu Xiongying as a stupid person, and another said that Zhu Xiongying was an imbecile fool.

Zhu Yunwen was even more relieved, he was really afraid that things would involve him just now, but now when he saw Zhu Xiongying operating like this, he laughed instead.

'Grandpa Huang, open your eyes and take a good look, this is the successor you have chosen, how stupid it is. ’

The old Zhu on the dragon chair frowned more and more.

in the same room is the thing he doesn't like to see the most, but if he really wants to fight, then he 100% hopes that Zhu Xiongying will win, there are a lot of grandchildren, and Zhu Xiongying has only one.

But the question is, what is the difference between Zhu Xiongying's operation and digging a pit and burying himself?

There is no prisoner in the world who can prove his crime as a witness.

Zhu Shangbing smiled, he stood up even more, and looked at Zhu Xiongying arrogantly, as if he was looking at a fool.

The defiant look seemed to say, 'Today I want to see how you can make myself prove myself to death.'"

"Witness Zhu Shangbing."

"Lone came to ask you."

"Do you want to kill Lone?"

Zhu Xiongying said lightly.

Zhu Shangbing, who was standing in the hall, instantly came to a wave of expression, and even Lao Zhu couldn't help but be moved a little by his shocked and affectionate appearance.

"This king can't wait to eat your flesh and sleep on your skin!"

After finishing speaking, Zhu Shangbing still maintained that affectionate appearance, immersed in what he wanted to say, 'Taisun is the eldest brother of this king, how dare you kill if you can't love it'.

It wasn't until the expressions of the people around him fell into their eyes in astonishment that they reacted, and their brains were buzzing suddenly.

He subconsciously looked up at Lao Zhu on the dragon chair, and when he saw Lao Zhu's imperial eyes containing killing intent, as if struck by lightning, his legs began to swing wildly.

Long before the banquet, Zhu Xiongying had already made people add mantra to Zhu Shangbing's wine.

To make sure it worked, Zhu Xiongying used a double dose.

This Zhu Shangbing is also cooperative, when watching the beauties dance, it is a cup after cup of pouring.

However, this mantra is very interesting, and it will only work if you ask it directly, for example, when Zhu Xiongying presented it to the old Zhu just now, Zhu Shangbing could lie and be wronged.

But when Zhu Xiongying asked him directly, he couldn't tell a lie.

"Lone asks you again, can there be an assassination of Lone."

Zhu Xiongying's voice sounded again.

At this moment, Zhu Shangbing's forehead was covered with soybean-sized sweat.

The words in his mind were quick to say, hoping to reverse the impact of what he had just said, after all, he had just answered a thought, and did not reveal the facts, even if he punished the crime, he would punish one of the following crimes, and the crime would not lead to death.

"Yes!"

As soon as the words came out, Zhu Shangbing was stupid.

'Poof' and knelt down.

The whole person was lying on the ground, his head lowered and trembling wildly, he obviously wanted to say 'no', but the moment he exited, the word 'no' was gone.

Why?

Why is that?!

Demon law, it must be demon law!

'Zhu Xiongying! ’

Zhu Shangbing gritted his teeth and raised his head to glare at Zhu Xiongying.

"Zhu Xiongying, what have you done to this king?!"

In the face of Zhu Shangbing's incompetent rage, Zhu Xiongying didn't pay attention to it at all.

He only cares about Lao Zhu's attitude now.

As far as Zhu Shangbing's two answers just now, it was enough to slaughter him.

can be Lao Zhu's IQ, and naturally understands the deeper meaning behind this matter.

It is not difficult to kill a Zhu Shangbing, Lao Zhu has more than 20 sons, and his grandsons are almost hundreds, except for Zhu Xiongying, there are no more than one other grandsons, and there is no less than one.

But what kind of chain reaction will there be after killing Zhu Shangbing is what Lao Zhu is most concerned about.

The entire Fengtian Hall fell silent, and everyone looked at Zhu Xiongying and Zhu Shangbing as if they had seen a ghost.

Lived at this age, it's really the first time I've seen this kind of sassy operation, I have given myself a certificate, you say he is a self-surrender, it is indeed an act of surrender, but he is not voluntarily surrendered...

No one can figure out whether Zhu Xiongying is too powerful, or Zhu Shangbing took the wrong medicine.

"Stormy."

Lao Zhu's majestic voice sounded in the Fengtian Temple.

Shang Shu, who was present at the Criminal Department, immediately stood up and bowed down.

"The minister is here."

"Assassinate the crown prince, according to the law."

"Your Majesty, according to the law, Ling Chi, the nine clans."

As soon as these words came out, Tyrant Zhao fell silent.

I was shocked in my heart, thinking about why I owed so much to the Nine Clans.

However, Lao Zhu obviously didn't want to settle accounts with him.

"Taken to the Heavenly Prison, the Criminal Department, Dali Temple, the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and the three divisions will be tried."

There is one thing to say, Lao Zhu killed hundreds of officials, that is absolutely unrelenting, he is the three clans and the nine clans at every turn, and even directly kills the officialdom and doesn't care.

But when it comes to his children and grandchildren, he is obviously much more tender.

"Yes."

Tyranny bowed down to the command.

At this time, Jin Wuwei, who was in charge of guarding the Fengtian Temple, walked in and stepped forward to escort Zhu Shangbing, who was already stunned, away.

Zhu Xiongying pressed her temples and glanced at Lao Zhu out of the corner of her eye.

The mind reading technique was opened, and Lao Zhu's thoughts at the moment were thoroughly read by Zhu Xiongying.

According to what Lao Zhu thought, he was convicted by the three divisions, and then the prison was to be beheaded, and then on the grounds that Taisun had pity on the bloodline brother, he was cut off, demoted to a concubine, and imprisoned for eternity, and finally gave him a cup of poisoned wine in private and sent him off.

In this way, it can not only be angry for the grandson, but also achieve the benevolence and virtue of the grandson's merciful clan brothers, and the most important thing is that this treatment can minimize the impact.

At least according to this disposition, Zhu Zhang, the king of Qin, has no excuse for rebellion.

But what Zhu Xiongying wanted was the opposite of Lao Zhu, and the reason why he made things like this was to force the King of Qin to rebel.

The first condition is to give Zhu Shangbing a capital offense in the palace.

Looking at Zhu Shangbing, who was about to be escorted out of Fengtian Hall by Jin Wuwei, Zhu Xiongying spoke again.

"Zhu Shangbing, your father, King Qin."

"When do you want to rebel?"

Zhu Shangbing, who was getting up under the escort of Jin Wuwei, looked at Zhu Xiongying, his eyes were round, and his face was flushed.

He covered his mouth with his hands, holding his breath so hard that he wouldn't let himself make a sound.