In fact, Shen Liang didn't intend to tell Chu Qi the truth.

Or to put it another way, if Chu Qi didn't ask to the end like he was now, but directly fulfilled the gambling contract, gave Yang Fan to Shen Liang in the form of "color head", and never asked more questions about the latter, then Yang Fan's final fate would become a mystery that Chu Qi would never know.

In this way, Chu Qi doesn't need to be angry, he doesn't have to be sad, and he doesn't need to be angry.

But he just asked, and there was no reason not to ask.

As for Shen Liang.

At the beginning, he did not clearly inform Yang Fan of his fate, not because Shen Liang was afraid, but because Shen Liang was too lazy to break with Chu Qi because of this.

Now that he is "forced" to tell the truth, as far as Shen Liang is concerned, he will say it.

Consequence?

Anyway, as long as Shen Wanjun lives for a day, when the sky falls, he will always be a father.

What's more, just like Shen Liang said to Chu Shile before, if Yang Fan's verbal insult to Yin Su'e was not only in front of him, but also told Shen Wanjun to hear it with his own ears, then Yang Fan's fate would probably be even more miserable than being shot in the head by him.

Who doesn't know that King Jin especially loves Princess Jin?

Shen Wanjun has been fighting horses for more than 30 years and has lived most of his life, and with such a deep experience, the only "weakness" that can make him lose his mind is the deceased Princess Jin and these four precious children who love the house and Wu.

Therefore, in the Jin Palace, there are also levels of disrespectful speech.

And to speak disrespectfully to Princess Jin is a mortal sin that has a hundred heads that are not enough to die!

After hearing Yang Fan's departure, Chu Qi was a little incredulous for a while, and his eyes stared at General Bai on Shen Liang's arm for a long time before he asked in a slightly trembling voice:

"You...... You said Yang Fan was eaten by it?! ”

Shen Liang nodded disappreciatively.

"It's a pity that the meat on my body is too little, and I guess I can't fill the belly of my General Bai."

Chu Qi still couldn't accept this fact.

"My companion, do you really want to eat it?!"

Shen Liang frowned impatiently.

"He's damned."

Chu Qi suddenly closed his eyes and took several deep breaths but couldn't suppress this anger.

"This beast deserves to die!"

With an angry roar blurted out, Chu Qi mobilized the true qi in his body to cover his fist, and rushed towards Shen Liang with one arrow step, trying to punch General Bai to avenge Yang Fan!

Seeing this, Shen Liang did not ask General Bai, who had been slightly blown up by Bai Mao, to fight to the death, but shook his right arm and threw General Bai into the air.

The eagle can fly, but Chu Qi can't.

Seeing General Bai flying into the air, hovering with an eagle roaring overhead, Chu Qidang even let out a loud shout.

"Fetch a bow and arrow for this prince!"

If he was in the palace, someone would probably have to answer his orders immediately.

But this is the Jinwang Mansion, the center of Jinju in the center of Jincheng.

The 30 million people of Jinju only recognize a patron saint named Shen Wanjun.

800,000 brave Shen Jiajun, only listen to the orders of King Jin!

Even the few servants in the palace who were watering the flowers in the front yard, after hearing Chu Qi's shouts, just straightened their waists and glanced at him, and they did whatever they wanted.

The embarrassment of no one responding made Chu Qi gradually regain a trace of his senses.

After a lot of effort, he finally temporarily suppressed his anger, and looked at Shen Wanjun with a cold expression.

"Lord Jin Wang, without my consent, kill my companion and feed the eagle, is this the way you Jin Wangfu acts?!"

"And!"

"Who gave the power of the Jin Palace, you can kill innocent people at will without being punished by the Great Flame Law!"

This undisguised questioning made Shen Wanjun somewhat unhappy in his heart.

But Shen Wanjun didn't bother to be as knowledgeable as Chu Qi, children, if the new emperor came to tell him this in person, he might be able to arouse his temper a little.

But in the end, it is a person in the royal family, the face that should be given, the process that should be taken, and the point should still be given.

"Shen Liang."

Shen Wanjun called Shen Liang in a tone that was not salty or light.

The father and son looked at each other, and Shen Wanjun asked:

"Why did the companion of the three princes die?"

Shen Liang answered truthfully.

"Because of verbal insults to my mother, Princess Jin."

Shen Wanjun bowed his head slightly, his face expressionless.

"Can this sin be confirmed?"

Shen Liang's tone was resolute.

"Sit down."

"Okay."

Shen Wanjun looked back at Chu Qi with a gloomy face.

"Third prince, you don't come to my house much, you may not understand the rules of my family, in this Jin Palace, or to put it bigger, in the entire Great Yan Dynasty!"

"Who dares to be disrespectful to my deceased wife—"

"Hugh said that it is such a little prince to accompany him, even if it is your father Chu Houmin, this king dares to raise troops against him!"

Shen Wanjun's tone became louder and more domineering.

"You don't have to wait for the cats and dogs in those temples to pass it back, and there is no need for anyone to question its authenticity, even if it is in front of Chu Houmin today, this king still dares to say this!"

"It's getting late."

"The third prince, this king will not be far away."

After saying that, Shen Wanjun turned around and walked towards the courtyard gate on the side, obviously unwilling to talk nonsense with Chu Qi anymore.

And Shen Wanjun's words also made Chu Qi's face gloomy and uncertain.

Such a courtier who doesn't take the Great Yan royal family in his eyes, looking at Kyushu in the world, I'm afraid that only such a Jin king has the courage, right?!

The attitude of the Jin Palace's Mansion has already shown that Chu Qi has nothing to say, and he has no ability to do anything about the grass and trees in the palace, at least now, he can only eat this dumb loss in vain.

"Today's events, this prince has written them down, farewell!"

With grief and anger at Yang Fan's death, Chu Qi strode away.

Looking at his back that quickly disappeared, Chu Shile couldn't help but whisper beside him:

"Brother Liang, I don't think these three princes are the kind of masters who are willing to be kings, if he really takes charge of the imperial power in the future, he shouldn't try to take revenge on the Jin Palace, right?"

Shen Liang, who was armed with a large number of high-destruction weapons and 800,000 brave Shen family troops, Mao pouted without worry:

"Even if he becomes the emperor tomorrow, he doesn't have the courage to find Jinju's unhappiness, don't worry, it'll be fine."

Chu Shile also knew that at this level of open and secret fighting, the eight poles would not be able to fight his Chu family, and even if he really got involved in the future, it would not be the Chu family who fought and killed on the table.

After a day of tossing, Shen Liang was also tired, Chu Shile left the palace after being very knowledgeable, and Shen Liang came to the shore of Wanli Lake alone, and asked the people of the palace to bring a reclining chair, lying on it and shaking it slightly, blowing a slightly fishy lakeside breeze, and gradually fell into all kinds of memories of his mother and relatives more than ten years ago.

In the previous life, Shen Liang had lived in a welfare home since he was sensible, and he had no impression of his biological parents, so he couldn't talk about love or hate.

In this life, although he was born with the memories of the previous life for nearly thirty years, he still grew up with this body, and enjoyed a childhood with the love of his parents.

Let's not talk about Shen Wanjun first, let's just talk about Yin Su'e.

All the points that mothers can pamper their sons, Yin Su'e can be said to be all-encompassing, and it is really the kind of pity that Shen Liang, a little son, is afraid of melting in the palm of her hand.

The human heart is made of flesh.

Although Shen Liang is not from Yin Su'e from body to soul, his feelings for Yin Su'e seem to be no different from his mother and son.

Moreover, the more people do not have, the more they cherish after they have.

Yin Su'e is in Shen Liang's heart, just like she is in Shen Wanjun's heart.

It's all reverse scales.

Touch it and die!