The son of the Marquis...

Xuanniaowei's small head, and between the foreheads of thousands of households, a layer of fine cold sweat oozed in an instant.

Yue Hou is the prince of the south, and his power is not small, and he is the second only force in the south to the southern Bohou.

Yue Hou has only one son, and the person in front of him is obviously not a guy he can provoke, so it would be good to be able to spend it with peace of mind.

When he has been a playful idle man for a long time, he naturally knows how to observe words and colors, and the sleek and sophisticated Jin Cheng immediately smiled, nodded his head one sentence at a time, and kept bowing his waist.

And the so-called son of Yue Hou did not look at him at all.

But Xuanniaowei is not all unscrupulous idlers, and there are also some new officials from civilian backgrounds.

These new officials are young and vigorous, full of enthusiasm.

At this moment, a young man who had just joined the Xuanniao Guard and had strong blood stood up angrily.

Facing the son of Yue Hou, he said fearlessly: "Well, in broad daylight, under the bright sky, I will never allow you to oppress the people in the song!"

"I...."

"Shut up!"

Before the young man finished speaking, Jin Chengcheng stopped him with an iron face, and quickly pulled him behind him.

But what you can say is like water that has been spilled.

"I am the son of the more and more prosperous, what is your name?"

Yue Sheng took a few steps forward and reaffirmed his identity to the guy with interest.

If the two talked happily afterwards, Yue Sheng took a fancy to the uprightness of the young man and included him in the house, so as to resolve the previous conflict, it must be a story of the master seeking talent.

But...

Yue Sheng flew up and kicked: "What are you?

The young man was kicked in the chest by this kick and fell directly to the ground:

"Y-you..."

The young man's chest was full of gas, and he struggled to stand up, but suddenly he had no courage to continue to denounce him.

This is the princes...

Even if you kill someone, you will be fine.

Yue Sheng kicked the half-standing young man down again.

"Did the master make you stand up?"

As he spoke, Yue Sheng pulled out his sword, and the ten guards around him did the same.

The cold light is shining, they really can kill.

The lives of civilians, slaves, and livestock are actually the same cheap lives in their eyes.

As long as there is a class of princes and nobles, there will never be fewer such people.

Yue Sheng's eyes flickered, he was not stupid, as the only son of a prince, unless he was born with a brain disease, he would never be an idiot.

On weekdays, he has never been so presumptuous in the territory, and everything today is just deliberate.

Because Daddy Yuehou asked him to be a little more public, make some big noise, and test the bottom line of the king.

Yue Sheng chose the man who rushed into him and the pregnant woman who was pale and didn't even have the strength to moan.

He can treat their lives as his pawns without any psychological barriers, after all, even if he is not stupid, he will not look at the civilians squarely and give them status like the king.

In the eyes of all the princes and nobles, the king of Zhou, who values the commoners and appoints slaves, is the real second fool, a mediocre king who subverts the big trading society.

"The wind is howling!"

Without hesitation, Jin Sung gave the order to retreat in a frustrated manner.

Everyone else has drawn their swords, and they don't even have the courage to face it on their side, so what else do they say?

Even if the original intention of the king of the law was that the princes and nobles and the common people were in the same law, how many people dared to draw their swords against the princes and nobles?

What's more, Xuanniaowei is an organization dominated by playful idlers, and he has long wanted to grease the soles of his feet.

Instantly transformed into birds and beasts.

However, Jin Cheng did not run.

This man, who was just over thirty and had a pothole-ridden and ugly face, stood firmly in front of the young man who had been kicked down, and...

Poof, he fell to his knees.

"Your Excellency!"

Jin Cheng lay on the ground with all his humble might, his voice trembling.

"Please forgive me! Just treat him as a fart and let him go!"

"I..."

The young man with strong blood was still on the ground.

He had actually regained his strength and was able to stand up, but he didn't dare.

After the initial upsurge of blood, he had already realized that there was an insurmountable gap between nobles and commoners.

Jin Cheng gave him a helpless look.

Earlier, he was just a playful idler, but now he is a thousand households, but he is not a big official.

But his little brother still has to be protected, he has no choice, just bend his spine more and look more despicable.

"Hahaha..."

Yue Sheng laughed loudly, what is the song Xuan Bird Wei, he heard that when Xuan Bird Wei investigated the case earlier, he even dared to enter and leave the noble mansion, and he was extremely high, and he was relied on by the King of Xuan.

It's just laughing to death, that's the kind of thing?

Yue Sheng had a cold face, did the king dare to stand on the opposite side of himself, with Yue Hou, and with a large number of princes who were watching behind Yue Hou because of a few Xuan Bird Guards?

However, it doesn't mean anything to the killer under the Xuanniao Guard, and it is a bit risky to wipe the face of the king.

It's better to shoot at civilians, and the incident happened suddenly, it was the other party who collided with him, and he was in his own hands, and on weekdays, if someone collided with the princes' cars, they would inevitably die.

"Something like a dog, phew. ”

Yue Sheng spat and walked towards the man and the pregnant woman.

"You guys collided with the master, what should I do?"

"Please forgive your sins, forgive your sins!"

The man kowtowed vigorously, the pregnant woman had no strength, and she could see that her body was already red because of dystocia.

Yue Sheng walked up to the pregnant woman: "Difficult birth?" Are you going to go to the medical school to find a female doctor for a caesarean section?"

"Yes, please let us live!"

The man has kowtowed and his head is bleeding.

"It's too late!"

Yue Sheng showed a weird smile and weighed the handle of the knife: "This caesarean section, let the master do it." ”

As he spoke, he stabbed the pregnant woman with a knife and pulled it down.

An exclamation, followed by Yue Sheng's calm voice: "Isn't it caesarean section, and you have to go to medical school, isn't it troublesome?"

Yue Sheng stepped forward to take out the fetus from the pregnant woman's dissected belly and walked to the man's side.

"Here you go, it's a baby boy, you have a queen. ”

Yue Sheng did not break the umbilical cord, and when he held the bloody baby boy, the umbilical cord still affected the pregnant woman's body.

The man was already kowtowing and his vision was blurred, and when he saw this scene, he didn't come up in one breath and fainted to the ground.

"Late?!"

The middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes hurried over and saw this extremely cruel scene.

His eyes lit up with anger like never before.

He didn't know what was going on, but he saw the groveling Xuanniaowei, the pregnant woman and the fetus forcibly taken out without knowing her life and death, and the fainting man.

and the sword-glittering Yue Sheng and his guards.

This is the aristocracy.

The princes and nobles of the world, like Ji Chang, are a minority who are superficially benevolent and righteous and treat the people well.

The largest number still feel that they are noble and high, and do not regard the common people as superior people.

The life and death of ordinary people will not move them for half a minute, and if necessary, they will even use the lives of ordinary people to make profits.

The corpses of civilians who were stuffed into the big pillars of the mansion were never less.

Yue Sheng was a little surprised, at this time, someone dared to stand up and come forward: "Who is coming?"

"Chen Tangguan, Li Jing. ”