Datang Fenghua Road

boom--

A muffled sound, followed by a scream.

Cheng Chumo's eyes were about to split, and he roared up to the sky: "Li Chengqian, I want to kill you, I must kill you."

Holding the knife like a madman, he desperately rushed left and right, and there was a person lying on the ground next to him, Li Chong, who was bloody.

Cheng Chumo was also injured all over, but he didn't seem to feel any pain, he only knew that he rushed forward desperately, trying to protect the beaten woman on the ground.

Pei Ju looked angrily, the old man suddenly took off his official hat, and roared angrily: "This old man lived to be 73 years old, even if he died today, it would be a joy and mourning, His Royal Highness, please give me some thin noodles, and I will take the rest of the baguette." .”

Lu Qingying and Zhang Ziyan joined hands and stepped forward. The two women were angry and stared fiercely at the guard of the East Palace holding a baguette.

After being beaten, Tang Yao was finally beaten.

A full ten sticks went down, the sticks were smashed on the back, and the guards of the East Palace who executed the execution fought maliciously. How could a weak woman bear it?After only ten sticks, Tang Yao's eyes suddenly turned white, and she passed out with a scream.

Pei Ju was angry, Lu Qingying was angry, and Zhang Ziyan was also angry.

Cheng Chumo was covered in blood, and he almost rushed forward desperately with injuries, and finally broke through the encirclement line of the masters of the big family and came closer.

It's a pity that he hasn't been able to say a word, and suddenly he spit out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person suddenly fell to the ground.

Li Chengqian didn't care about the anger of the crowd, he held up the golden order of the state supervisor in his hand, and sternly shouted: "Keep beating, there are 190 sticks left..."

Tang Yao was knocked out with just ten sticks. As long as the beating continues, the woman will surely die. He seems to have seen Han Yue rise up in anger, and then be severely suppressed by the imperial army.

"The position of the solitary prince is as stable as Mount Tai!" Li Chengqian was overjoyed, but his gaze towards Tang Yao became more and more gloomy.

The execution guard raised his French stick again, and the guard next to him who was in charge of reporting the number smiled triumphantly and said, "No. 11 stick, ready to hit."

Zhang Ziyan was furious and shouted angrily: "His Royal Highness, Tang Yao has already fainted, how can you be so cruel?"

Li Chengqian smiled coldly and said: "It's better for me to persuade you to keep your mouth shut. I see that in the face of the eldest princess' gold medal, Luo Jing'er has already been relieved of the stick responsibility. If you make noise again, this orphan will fight Luo Jing'er together. ."

His eyes were bright, and he deliberately showed the majesty of the prince on his face, and said coldly: "Ben Gu is the prince of the supervising country, and he needs to set an example for the world. The so-called law is ruthless, whether Tang Yao is faint or dead, the law The stick can't be spared."

Cheng Chumo fell to the ground and vomited blood, his face was full of miserable breaths, he forced himself to speak, and said weakly: "You wait, you are waiting for my brother's revenge, he holds the army, you must die... "

Li Chengqian laughed wildly, and said with a smug face: "I'm just waiting for him to fight, but I don't know if this person is bloody?"

His eyes suddenly turned cold, and he turned to the guard and said, "What are you still doing, don't be delayed by them, call me..."

Before the word "beat" was finished, there was a loud noise outside, and the main entrance of Dali Temple was knocked open, and a group of strange people rushed in at the door.

The crowds were crowded and crowded. These people were a little strange. Most of them were disabled, some were lame, some had no hands, some were old farmers who were blind, and some were young and strong on crutches.

There were too many people in this group, at first glance, there were 5000 people. Hulala rushed into the courtyard and went straight to the lobby.

A lame middle-aged man roared up to the sky, and said with grief and indignation: "The daughter of a national hero, why should she be punished with the rod? God, open your eyes and take a good look, the prince is ruthless, the prince is ruthless."

Li Chengqian was furious!

Today, he was first slapped in the face by the eldest grandson's Feng Yi, then by the eldest princess' gold medal, and then by Yu Wencheng, three times in a row, and he couldn't afford to offend each time.

Finally caught a bully Tang Yao, and he could kill the hall to complete the conspiracy. Unexpectedly, he was surrounded by a group of muddy legs, and he was ruthlessly insulted in front of him.

Murder flashed in this guy's eyes, and he said with a grim face: "Okay, very good, very good, this solitary superintendent of the country's crown prince, you group of mud-legged dare to insult, I think it's impatient to live, one or two thinks about it. Death, since I want to die, I will fulfill you all..."

The lame man smiled sadly, and suddenly tore his tattered clothes with both hands, revealing his chest full of stab wounds. He shouted in grief and indignation: "Come on, I'm standing here for you to kill. My third son, Tan, has been stationed at Yanmen Pass for twenty years. , for the sake of Tang Dynasty, I broke one leg and lost two feet, and today I will give you another life, so that everyone in the world can see how your Li family treats heroes..."

An old man on crutches next to him said, "I beat Luoyang and lost an arm, and I will give you my life today..."

Another one-eyed man stepped forward and said, "I hit Hebei, I was slashed in the face, and I lost one eye. Since the Li family treats the hero so harshly, I don't want my life..."

Li Chengqian smiled and said with disdain: "A group of disabled veterans dare to call themselves a hero. It's a big joke in the world."

He suddenly turned around and shouted at the guards of the East Palace: "What are you doing, holding a knife to Ben Gu to drive these exiled people away, if there is any resistance, kill them."

Although this group of veterans is numerous, but everyone is unarmed, Li Chengqian is not afraid at all.

This guy has a gloomy smile on his face. Now he just wants to kill Tang Yao. As long as this is done, what if he loses a little prestige?

Killing Tang Yao and forcing Han Yue to turn against him is worth it even if he offends some people. Compared with the throne, everything doesn't matter.

"Just because you mud legs want to jump out and protect people, I tell you the truth, you are not worthy..."

Li Chengqian laughed coldly!

At this moment, I suddenly heard a leisurely voice from the door, and said lightly: "If they are not even worthy, then I am afraid that even I am not worthy. Chengqian, Chengqian, you are really disappointing me!"

As soon as this voice sounded, Li Chengqian's face changed dramatically.

The main entrance of Dali Temple rumbled, and hundreds of knights and warriors swarmed in, carefully guarding one person in the middle, who was the emperor of the dynasty.

Li Shimin walked straight into the hall. After he entered, he did not wait for everyone to salute, and suddenly bent down and bowed deeply, giving a salute to many veterans.

"Everyone, Paoze, Li Shimin apologizes to everyone. You are right. My Li family treats the heroes harshly and should really be punished..."

wow——

There was an uproar, everyone was shocked!

The dignified emperor of the Tang Dynasty actually apologized to a group of disabled veterans.

Li Chengqian only felt that his scalp was numb for a while, he peeked at the unconscious Tang Yao, his heart was shattered, and a strange idea suddenly came up.

"I'm afraid I'm going to suffer. It turns out that among Han Yue's four wives, Tang Yao's backstage is the hardest..."

Chapter 347 Han Yue's life experience finally came to light

There is such a group of people, they come from ordinary people, they are ordinary people, many people are illiterate, but they are full of blood.

When the state is in crisis, who will stand up?

When the aliens invaded, who was the Great Wall of Flesh?

There is an old saying that a good man is not a soldier, and a good iron is not a nail, because the battlefield is a cemetery, and those who enter the battlefield will only survive ten deaths.

Parents have worked so hard to bring up their children, who would like to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person?

However, a country cannot live without soldiers, and a nation cannot live without soldiers.

Without soldiers, the iron hooves of foreign races will trample on your homeland at will; without soldiers, the invaders will rape your wife and children at will.

In the major affairs of the country, in the sacrifice and the Rong, the Rong is the soldier, the Rong is the soldier, and the Rong is the national hero who defends the family and the country.

A group of disabled veterans stood proudly in the main hall of the Dali Temple. Although they faced the emperor, they still held their chests high.