Princess, the lord has come to beg for marriage again!

Chapter 892 Save me, I don't want to die.

Chapter 892 Save me, I don't want to die.

But at that time, Shen Qingyi didn't know about it, and after waiting for her sweetheart for two full years, she was ecstatic to see Jun Qingchen returned safely.

The two became married that year.

After getting married, she has not been pregnant, for which she secretly shed tears.

She just thought that Jun Qingchen didn't want a child, but she didn't know that he was covered in poison and his body hadn't recovered well.

He is always like that, hiding everything in his heart, suffering by himself, crying by himself, only sharing joy with her, holding her on the tip of his heart and pampering her.

Thinking about it now, I was also spoiled by him at the time, like a fool, I couldn't notice anything.

As long as she uses more snacks and pays more attention, she won't miss it.

The more Dugu Xuejiao thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became, and she unconsciously cast her gaze on Jun Qingchen.

It's different now, she is no longer the stupid and weak Shen Qingyi, she can walk side by side with him, and she can also support him.

He chose a road full of thorns, so she would rather turn into a knife in his hand, rush ahead and cut off the thorns, instead of following him and stepping on his bloody footprints.

Jun Qingchen seemed to be aware of her burning gaze, turned to look at her, and gave her a stable look.

After that, he slowly stood up and waved his hands.

Not long after, more than a dozen military officers who led their own troops to stir up trouble were brought before them, all of whom were descendants of aristocratic families.

This group of troublemakers are really courageous, they even drink alcohol, and they are all drunk. The leader among them is Pang Kuan's subordinate Zhao Sicheng, who is also Pang Kuan's brother-in-law.

When Zhao Sicheng saw Jun Qingchen, instead of being afraid, he sat on the ground and complained loudly like a drunken maniac.

It is really dissatisfied to say that such old aristocratic families as the Pang family and the Zhao family have made great contributions to Daxia and have many outstanding children, but now they can't even keep their titles.

Jun Qingchen stood there expressionless, staring coldly at the people who were pissed on the ground.

The dozen or so people behind Zhao Sicheng were stunned by his eyes and trembling with fright. Even after drinking, they almost woke up from the fright.

Speaking of which, Jun Qingchen has been on the battlefield since he was 13 years old. In the army, he has always had a strong hand and a strong morale, and all soldiers love him.

When the regent was only King Ning, he would sacrifice his life in every battle. As long as he goes, there will be no loss.

Speaking of hard work, no one dares to compare with him.

When Zhao Sicheng said this, he was somewhat convincing in front of others, but in front of him, he would only be laughed at.

Jun Qingchen seemed to be looking at a clown, his eyes were sharp and calm.

He turned his head to look at Leng Yuan and Taki Yi who were sitting on the side, his voice was cold and his gorgeous silhouette was tight.

"Do the two lieutenants of the Weiyi Battalion think the same way?"

Leng Yuan was originally loyal to Duguduo, and now anyone with a discerning eye can see that the town government's mansion is very close to the regent's mansion.

Another glance at Dugu Xuejiao beside him, maybe they will marry in-laws in the future, he must follow the regent.

Besides, he is actually very supportive of reform.

Many of Leng Yuan's brothers rushed forward to defend their country and escaped death, but because of their humble origins, they were unable to rise up.

As for the sons of aristocratic families who only know how to spend their days and nights, some of them are full of wine and food, but because of the shadow of their ancestors, they eat vegetarian meals in the corpses, which is chilling to watch.

If it continues like this, even though they have repeatedly made military achievements, they will not get the positions they deserve, especially military commanders. Who will fight desperately in the future will die sooner or later.

As for Takiyi, he was originally from the Prince Regent's faction, so he naturally supported him unconditionally.

Leng Yuan sat upright, with a serious look on his face.

"My lord, the last general supports the reform, so he should judge his official position based on his military merits."

When Du Caiqiong heard what he said, she winked at him and gave him loving eyes.

Taki Yi remained expressionless, but nodded indifferently, expressing the same opinion as Leng Yuan.

He is no different from usual, he has always been quiet.

Only then did Jun Qingchen turn his head to look at Zhao Sicheng, his eyes were like cold stars, and his momentum was overwhelming.

"What else do you have to say?"

Zhao Sicheng was lying on the ground, his eyes were red, and his whole face was swollen and purple, as if it could drip blood.

With the help of alcohol, he got up angrily, and when Jun Qingchen turned his head, he suddenly rushed up with bared eyes and red holes.

"They are all your people, so they will naturally follow you, but..."

Before he finished speaking, he was kicked out, and he didn't even see who kicked him.

puff-

Zhao Sicheng fell to the ground, his viscera seemed to be displaced, his face twisted and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Dugu Xuejiao stood beside Jun Qingchen, gave a coy smile, and then sat back on her seat.

"Sorry, it's a bit heavy, I thought he was going to attack the prince."

Jun Qingchen gave her a doting look, and when he turned his head again, his smile subsided instantly, and he waved to the person beside him.

"Since you don't want to talk properly, just be honest."

Two soldiers stepped forward holding the shackles, one left and one right pressed him to the ground.

Zhao Sicheng's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his forehead was still bleeding, but he refused to admit defeat and was still struggling to break free.

"My lord, you have not been the chief general of the three camps for a long time, so why give orders to me? Even if you really want to deal with me, the chief general of the Weiyi camp will have to do it yourself, where is your turn!
I am a dignified five-rank martial arts general of the imperial court, but I just oppose the reform, what crime am I guilty of?Why let you go your own way?
You openly humiliated me today and put me in the shackles of sinners. In the future, I will read you a book in front of the imperial court. If you want to remove the shackles from my neck, it will not be so easy! "

As soon as the words fell, the dozen or so people who had been brought before, as well as his usual subordinates, hurriedly followed him and booed loudly.

Left and right are dead, it is better to fight before death.

Zhao Sicheng took the opportunity to get up, stood up straight, and kept shaking the shackles on his neck, obviously confident, and made a rattling sound.

The leader of the Weiyi camp is Pang Kuan, his own brother-in-law, and he will definitely protect him.

Jun Qingchen glanced at him, took a step forward, his eyes locked on his, and his voice was without a trace of warmth.

"Why are you asking me?"

As soon as he spoke, he clamped his shoulders with one hand and forcefully pressed him down to his knees again.

With a little tiptoe, Zhao Sicheng lay flat like a dead dog, the arm pinched by him was twisted strangely, and his painful face was twisted.

Then Jun Qingchen slowly bent down, approached slowly, and uttered a few words with thin lips.

"With my Regent."

After saying this, he took out the handkerchief and wiped his fingertips, then waved his hands towards Yan Wu next to him.

"General Wude, if this king wants to remove your shackles, what's the difficulty?"

Zhao Sicheng tried his best to turn his head when he heard the words, although he was embarrassed, he still showed a smug smile.

It doesn't matter that you are the regent, you still have to take into account the majesty of the Grand Master's Mansion.

But who knew that before his smile reached his eyes, he saw Yan Wu walking up, holding a golden long sword in his hand.

Zhao Sicheng's eyes and pupils shrank suddenly, and his face suddenly changed. Why did the regent hold a sword?Are you going to chop off my head?

"My lord, you, you can't, I, I am General Wu De, and I, my brother-in-law is the chief general of the Weiyi Camp, if you dare..."

Jun Qingchen held the long sword in his hand, with a smile on his lips, and his voice was still unhurried.

"No one has ever dared to say this in front of this king. I don't allow you to question whether I dare to."

Dugu Xuejiao sat sideways, resting her cheek with one hand, looking at her man's domineering appearance, she stuck out her tongue and licked her lips.

Just cut off the head, and the shackles will be lifted.

As expected of the man I fancy, he is smart.

It was too simple and rude, but she liked it very much.

Leng Yuan suddenly sat up straight and swallowed.

By doing this, the prince completely disregarded the relationship between Zhao Sicheng and General Pang.

However, although it is simple and crude, it looks quite cool.

In other words, he has long been displeased with this group of beeping and beeping wine bags and rice bags.

Just when Jun Qingchen's long sword was about to stab down, there was a loud shout from outside the paddock.

"My lord! Absolutely not! Keep someone under the sword!"

Pang Kuan, with his forehead covered in cold sweat, stepped forward quickly, but he didn't know where he came from.

Before he wanted to come, he had been observing in secret, and seeing that the situation was about to stop, he came out in shock.

As soon as Zhao Sicheng saw his figure, it was like seeing his own father, crying and struggling on the ground desperately.

"Brother-in-law! Brother-in-law! Help me! The prince wants to kill me!"

Pang Kuan stepped forward, kicked him without saying a word.

"To shut up!"

Zhao Sicheng shrank into a ball and hit his head on the ground.

"Brother-in-law, I was wrong. I, I didn't do it on purpose. I just contradicted the prince because I drank too much."

They can act, I guess they have discussed it long ago, one will be a bad face and the other will be a bad face.

Pang Kuan was so regretful that his stomach was turning green, and he had scolded Zhao Sicheng a hundred and eighty times.

Sure enough, the mud couldn't support the wall, so he couldn't handle such a small matter, and wished he could kick him to death.

But if he watched Jun Qingchen kill Zhao Sicheng and returned to the house, he would probably be nagged to death by the family.

This Weiyi camp mutiny was indeed secretly arranged by his people, the purpose was to pour cold water on the regent, so that he would be sober.

Jun Qingchen blindly fought against them, his wrists were iron and blood, and it seemed that he didn't pay attention to the civil officials headed by the grand master. How could this be possible.

Even if he insists on reform, let him shed some blood, let him know the attitude and influence of those who oppose it.

It's just that he didn't expect to get to this point. Who would have thought that Jun Qingchen would brush off his face in public, or even ignore him at all.

While Pang Kuan stepped forward to salute and greet him, he was planning in his heart how to persuade Jun Qingchen.

He didn't come just now, Jun Qingchen dared to do something, there was nothing to say, after all, everyone knew what kind of temperament the regent was.

But now that he has come forward in person, even if Jun Qingchen doesn't give him face, he still wants to give face to those princes and nobles who oppose the implementation of the New Deal.

The courtiers of the aristocratic families of the Great Xia Dynasty, above the court, had a lot of influence, and they were not cut off just by cutting them off.

Even if Jun Qingchen was eager to reform, he acted too recklessly, and he had to consider the serious consequences.

Because of this, at the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the New Deal of the ancestors would not be done.

Thinking of this, Pang Kuan knelt on the ground.

"My lord, General Wu De made a slip of the tongue after drinking. He didn't intend to contradict you. Please be merciful."

He never mentioned the matter of leading people to riot, but only said that he made a slip of the tongue after drinking. He is worthy of being the son raised by the old and cunning Grand Master Pang, who is hundreds of times stronger than Zhao Sicheng.

Jun Qingchen did not put down the long sword, but glanced at him coldly.

"General Pang, the reason this king wants to deal with General Wu De is not because he made a slip of the tongue after drinking.

When it comes to wine, I would like to ask you, the general, what is the crime for drinking in the barracks during the day? "

Pang Kuan had blue veins popping out of his forehead. He told Zhao Sicheng to make trouble, but never let him drink and make trouble. He is really an idiot who has more success than failure.

But now that things have come to this, he can only bite the bullet and go back.

"If you drink too much during the day in the military camp, you should be punished with twenty military sticks."

Zhao Sicheng originally thought that when Pang Kuan came, he would definitely be able to escape, but now that he heard this, he felt that his ass was about to bloom, and his face turned pale with fright, and he dared not move.

Jun Qingchen nodded, his eyes were sharp and dark, and he continued to ask.

"Then I will ask you again, what is the crime of gathering people in the barracks to make trouble?"

Pang Kuan was so angry that the top of his head was smoking, and he almost gritted his teeth.

"When a crowd gathers in the barracks to make trouble, it shall be punished with thirty military sticks."

The sum of the two charges is fifty army sticks, which is nothing at all for a general like Leng Yuan who has been fighting on the battlefield all year round.

But if it falls on the body of a family member with delicate skin and tender flesh, even if he does not die, he will still have half his life.

Zhao Sicheng's eyes widened, and he looked at Pang Kuan in disbelief, his pants were half wet with fright.

"Brother-in-law..."

Jun Qingchen didn't seem to see him at all, just pointed the long sword on the ground, and suddenly hooked his thin lips, and opened his mouth slowly.

"There is one last point. If you are a general and don't think about making progress, what should you do if you lead your subordinates to make trouble?"

Pang Kuan's hands are golden and I make fists. If he still doesn't understand Jun Qingchen's intentions, then he is an idiot.

Jun Qingchen couldn't kill Zhao Sicheng with his own hands, so he found another way. This was to beat him to death.

Now is the beginning of the implementation of reforms, Jun Qingchen must also want to make an example, so as to deter the three camps.

And they actually offered this early bird with both hands!

Pang Kuan dug into the flesh with his fingertips, his voice was rich.

"For a general who doesn't think about making progress and leads his subordinates to make trouble, he should be punished with forty army sticks."

Only now did Jun Qingchen stand up straight and smiled slightly.

"So, General Wu De should use ninety army sticks. I did not make a mistake in my calculations, did I?"

Pang Kuan's face was pale, his chest heaved and heaved, as if in pain or patience.

Only then did Zhao Sicheng realize that he would be beaten to death instead of being sealed by the regent's sword.

In this way, death will be a hundred times more painful!
He began to struggle, howling with tears flowing down his face.

"Brother-in-law save me, I don't want to die..."

(End of this chapter)