The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son - Chapter 1451

[1451. Chapter 1377 Chapter 1332: Can die]

Fang Jifan is dead, Fang Jifan’s disciples are not good at all.

In the beginning, it all happened.

Even Liu Wenshan had learned riding and shooting in Xishan Academy. Of course, he was far inferior to his junior brother Wang, but his strength was not small.

With one slap, King Zhenla was so beaten that stars appeared in his eyes.

King Chenla was confused.

His face was burning with pain, and an unprecedented sense of shame permeated his whole body.

He looked at Liu Wenshan in disbelief.

After Liu Wenshan roared angrily, his face was full of murderous intent, and the hand holding his shoulder still firmly controlled his body.

Then, a backhand slap.

Snapped!

There was another crisp slap.

King Zhenla groaned.

Liu Wenshan controlled this ‘rookie’ and became furious: “If you are a small country and don’t feel humble, if you are small but don’t fear the strong, if you are rude and insult your neighbors, if you are greedy and clumsy, you will die!”

“You… you Dare you…”

“It’s so stupid not to know that you are about to die!”

Snap…

another slap.

Carrying this king of Zhenla.

Liu Wenshan’s arms were swung up like a tiger, and he opened his bow from left to right, and slapped him with countless slaps.

“It is a mere Zhenla to resist China and treat Chinese envoys indifferently. This is the first crime!”

“Bah!”

“As a king, he does not know the suffering of the people, puts the people in water and fire, and builds pagodas to worship the Buddha. This is the second crime. “

Pah…”

Fine beads of sweat were already oozing out from Liu Wenshan’s forehead.

It can be seen that there is no deception in seeking mechanical knowledge from journals. The effect of these forces is mutual.

“Pa!”

“Seeing small profits while forgetting the great righteousness and coining coins indiscriminately are the third crime.”

King Zhenla’s face was already swollen.

Tears streamed down his face.

These dozen slaps had changed his face beyond recognition.

Liu Jin, who was standing behind him, was stunned.

He has been with his father for some years. In Liu Jin’s heart, Liu Wenshan is someone who has broken away from the lower classes… Ah, no, Liu Wenshan is a kind person. When he teaches knowledge, he uses the whip to make people feel like a spring breeze. When interacting with others, be polite and modest in your behavior. Although he is occasionally harsh when dealing with himself, he has the air of an elder.

But now…

fuck…why do I have the same virtues as all my uncles?

Just when Liu Jin was stunned.

The five ministers of Zhenla were also shocked.

These dozens of slaps came down.

It’s not just King Chenla who is being slapped, it is a slap in the face to themselves.

Finally, Yan Duolou was the first to react.

With resentment on his face and even more fear in his heart, he shouted sternly: “Fu Bohou, what are you going to do?”

He shouted loudly.

The guards of King Zhenla outside the palace also arrived at the palace gate one after another. They all stood with their swords drawn and waited for the order to be given before rushing in.

The other four ministers also reacted, with angry faces on their faces, and some were already trying to rush forward.

King Chenla was almost exhausted and his consciousness was blurred.

But he was still restrained by Liu Wenshan.

Liu Wenshan had a calm look on his face.

King Chenla was released.

But…looking at his face, it seemed as if he was not beating someone just now, but was having a cordial and friendly conversation.

He only glanced at Yan Duolou and the others casually.

Then he looked at the murderous Wang Wei outside the palace.

Then, he put his hands behind his back and said calmly: “Beard Duolou?”

He stared at Yan Duolou.

Bearded Duolou sneered.

Liu Wenshan said slowly: “You are the head of the five ministers. You have a high position in Zhenla. You control the army and horses of the royal capital. Today, your king treats the Chinese ministers indifferently. This has nothing to do with you being the accomplice of the tiger. Why, Death is imminent, don’t you know it?”

Yan Duolou gritted his teeth and snorted coldly.

But Liu Wenshan said word by word: “Your family can be traced back to the Angkor period in Zhenla Kingdom. It can be said that it is a prosperous and closely related clan with 372 members. In addition, there are other distant branches.” There are more than 3,700 people spread throughout the Zhenla Kingdom. You have three sons and nine daughters. You have established a wide range of properties in the Zhenla Kingdom. People like you should be respectful, but you instigate it. King Zhenla, do you think you are guilty of being disrespectful?”

Beard Duolou was stunned.

He didn’t care about the accusation, but what he cared about was why Liu Wenshan knew so clearly his own details, even though he might not be able to keep them all.

Suddenly…he felt an unpleasant feeling in his heart.

“You are looking down on the big country, but I, the Ming Dynasty, stand in the world for China, with millions of armors, tens of millions of ships, and fierce men who throw whips to cut off the flow of water. Don’t you know the allusion of Yelang’s arrogance? Now your king dares to order China I apologize, this is so disrespectful, it is unbearable. To offend the envoy is disrespectful to the emperor. The emperor Longyan was furious. With an edict, millions of troops were waiting for danger. Thousands of ships were launched in unison. The Japanese army can conquer this city. Not only will the temple of King Zhenla be unable to be saved, but your entire family will also be wiped out in a matter of seconds, and the Manchus will be killed to serve as a warning

.

Bearded Duolou actually felt a little thump in his heart.

The precedent of Jiaozhi is still vivid in my mind.

Liu Wenshan doesn’t look like he’s lying.

Otherwise, how could he find out all his details?

Chenla is a small country after all.

Needless to say, the Zhenla Kingdom has suffered a major disaster this time. The currency is gradually depreciating and the lives of people are in ruins. At this time, the Ming Dynasty only needs a partial army to defeat Zhenla.

Exterminated the entire clan.

Bearded Duolou actually felt a little weak in his legs.

He opened his mouth with difficulty.

His eyes were full of doubts.

Liu Wenshan’s eyes were staring straight at Yan Duolou with awe. Yan Duolou quickly looked away, not daring to look at him.

But…he seemed a little dissatisfied.

It’s just that this disobedience and unwillingness are just a joke in Liu Wenshan’s eyes at this moment.

“I…I…’ Yan Duolou was like a deflated ball in an instant.

His face turned pale, and in his mind, heaven and man were at war.

He refused to save his king, and he certainly lost the king’s power. Trust.

However, the consequences of offending Liu Wenshan seemed to be even more terrible.

Liu Wenshan smiled like a spring breeze and ignored Yan Duolou, as if he did not take King Zhenla’s right-hand man into consideration at all, and looked at one of the five ministers. Shemoling: “You are in charge of the punishment of Zhenla Kingdom. Among the five ministers, you have the lowest power and the weakest family. However, you are the head of the king of Zhenla. You hope that your daughter will die tragically under the sword. Your nephew , that is, the crown prince, not only was unable to inherit the throne, but eventually became a prisoner of his subordinates. He was taken to the capital of the Ming Dynasty, where an edict was issued to interrogate the crime, and was he to be punished in a canonical manner? “

Shemoling opened his mouth, but was speechless.

Liu Wenshan said sternly: “You five ministers are the pillars of Zhenla. They should assist you with all your heart, serve the country, and treat the people well. However, you only indulge in your kindness. , this heinous crime must be punished! “

The word “kill” came out.

It was Liu Wenshan’s understatement, but it seemed to have magic power.

Looking at Liu Wenshan with a stern face, these five ministers actually felt fear in their hearts for no reason.

Their spines went cold and their hairs stood up.

Liu Wenshan suddenly pointed at an angry guard leader at the entrance of the palace and said: “Moore, you are the chief of King Zhenla’s guard, and you have fulfilled your duties as you should. Now that you have insulted me, you are standing outside with your sword. How dare you offend your superior? “

Standing at the door, the burly captain of the guard was none other than Moore.

Moore was filled with indignation.

When he heard Liu Wenshan calling him by his first name, his scalp went numb. He looked murderous just now, but instead He looked around and looked at each other with the guards beside him,

“Get in!” “

Liu Wenshan’s expression changed at a moment’s notice.

Moore said: “…”

At this time, Moore was also thinking in his heart. He actually knows that I am… just like Master Shemoling and Beard Duolou. My own background, He knew it all.

How did he know it?

It seemed that he was prepared.

Now, there was a war

in Zhenla.

He suddenly started to wonder

what would happen in the future.

Fighting.

This is a feeling of fear for the unknown future.

Everyone knows that the entire Zhenla Kingdom, and even the king, are at a crossroads.

He refuses in his heart, a man is so presumptuous, but… …His feet seemed to be disobedient, and he walked into the palace step by step.

Really… he was

almost within arm’s reach of Liu Wenshan

, still on guard . Liu Wenshan

said

coldly: “You want to draw the sword?”

Moore said: “…”

“Let me take a look. “Liu Wenshan smiled.

Moore also said: “…”

The atmosphere in the palace seemed to be suffocated.

King Zhenla moaned all the time, covered his face, and fell to the ground.

The five ministers were all silent.

Moore, on the other hand, seemed to be under a mountain of pressure.

His hand was holding the handle of the knife tightly, his palm was already wet, and his forehead was dripping with sweat.

“Pull out!”

The sound of “pull out” suddenly penetrated Moore’s psychological defense.

He suddenly let go of his hands, stood with his hands tied, and said with difficulty: “I don’t dare.”

He didn’t dare to say the word.

Moore’s patient self-esteem also disappeared at this moment.

He seemed to hate himself in his heart for being so weak.

He lowered his head and said no more. There was shame, self-blame, and still… fear on his face.

Liu Wenshan smiled at him.

He avoided Liu Wenshan’s gaze.

Liu Wenshan rolled up his sleeves and said, “Hel the king up.”

The five ministers still made no move.

Everyone looked at Liu Wenshan in shock.

Liu Wenshan emphasized his tone: “Help him up.”

At this time, people realized what was happening, so they scrambled to help King Zhenla, whose face had been swollen.

King Zhenla grimaced in pain.

“Your Majesty…” Liu Wenshan looked at King Zhenla kindly: “As a king, you must be polite, how can you show your hateful face to others. Please smile, your Majesty.”

King Zhenla: “…”

The palace… fell into trouble again. Deathly silence.

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