Chapter 201 I, Lu Pheasant, am determined to become the Eighth Young Master(1/2)
Although the voice was very small, it was still heard by people like Ying Ziye and Meng Tian who had a cultivation level far beyond that of ordinary people.
This statement can be said to be a serious crime of being a boring person!
Ying Ziye looked at Liu Ji instinctively.
The light of the eyes flashed like stars.
Hou Qing's bloody eyes shone brightly, and his fierce power was revealed.
Liu Ji did not see such an inhuman scene. He was shocked in an instant and couldn't help but retreat but was pushed by the willow tree again.
I immediately knelt down in fear, kowtowed to the ground, trembling.
"Bring him up!"
Meng Tian pointed at Liu Ji with a sword.
In the army, a team of black soldiers immediately walked out and headed towards Liu Ji.
Bring it to the central army.
"General, I've brought it!"
The black armored soldier threw Liu Ji to the ground, and he cried out in pain.
Liu Ji looked up at Meng Tian, his face full of fear, and instantly lowered his eyebrows and his head, trembling all over.
Bang bang bang bang!
He kept kowtowing, pleaded with mercy, and said respectfully: "Sir, villains are just talking nonsense, and they can't be taken seriously!"
"The villain is wrong, the villain dares not!"
"I'll ask you to spare my life, and I'll ask you to spare my life..."
Liu Ji's voice trembled, which showed that he was panicked.
And while begging for love, when you kowtow.
Liu Ji looked up and saw Hou Qing, Jian Jiu and Ying Goutiao, and couldn't help but look surprised.
Immediately, I knelt down and climbed towards Hou Qing and others, and asked for help, "Brother Hou Qing, Miss Firefly, Uncle Jian Jiu, save me!"
Meng Tian looked at Hou Qing with a puzzled look on his face.
But he remained silent and his face was calm and unmoved.
"Behead this man!"
Seeing that Hou Qing did not speak, Meng Tian stopped asking more questions and immediately ordered coldly.
"Here!"
A group of black armored men responded.
Just as the black armored soldier rushed forward.
Fan Kuai and Lu Wan led a group of brothers to rush forward.
Stand by Liu Ji's side and tried to stop him.
Liu Ji was also panicked and took out the money he raised, holding it in his hands and said respectfully: "General, this is the villain who has accumulated money for many years and is filial to the eighth son!"
"Oh!"
Meng Tian showed a sneer on his face. How could the Eighth Master fall in love with this little money?!
Moreover, the Eighth Master is not greedy for money.
Meng Tian's voice was cold and ordered: "Take these people down together!"
It is no wonder that he is involved in the courage to help commit the serious crime of cheating.
Just now!
However, Ying Ziye's voice came from the curtains of the Central Army's carriage.
"stop!"
"Why is it so familiar?!"
After hearing this, Liu Ji, Fan Kuai, Lu Wan and others felt that they were very familiar with it.
Everyone couldn't help but look puzzled.
Within the curtain, the maid gently lifted the gauze and hung it on one side.
Ying Ziye's power is revealed.
"Young Master said, let you raise your head!"
The maid shouted calmly.
Liu Ji and his friends looked up, but saw the familiar handsome face.
"Young Master Zhao, no, the Eighth Master!"
Until I saw clearly that it was Ying Ziye, I couldn't help but exclaim.
Liu Ji and Fan Kuai were shocked, but then they were overjoyed, their faces were excited, and they breathed a sigh of relief.
"Young Master, I am Liu Ji!"
Liu Ji was familiar with each other and said, "We had a drink together yesterday and talked a lot!"
"I didn't expect that the Eighth Master would hide his identity and enjoy the people."
"oh?!"
Ying Ziye smiled with interest and asked back, "Do you know me very well?"
Liu Ji's face was stunned, but he still fully utilized his instinct to be stubborn and even wanted to come forward, but was blocked by the black armored sword.
"The villain admires the Eighth Master for a long time. I heard that the Eighth Master eliminated corrupt officials, invented papermaking, purified and refined fine salt, and the curved plows benefit the people."
"So the villain specially prepared a gift and wanted to offer it to the Eighth Master!"
"snort!"
Ying Ziye shouted coldly: "What I hate most is the one who is a person who is interested in the power and takes advantage of tricks."
"What's more, if you say such a ruthless thing, you should be killed!"
"No, Mr. Eighth!"
At this moment, Fan Kuai and others hurriedly knelt down to plead with Ying Ziye.
Fan Kuai, Lu Wan and others kowtowed to the ground and bowed respectfully: "Eighth Master, the eldest brother is just a mistake!"
"The Eighth Master also drank and had fun with us yesterday, and had a lot of talks and had a lot of fun."
"Please forgive my elder brother for the sake of a meal!"
Ying Ziye shouted coldly, "Do you know that pleading for him is considered the same crime?"
Fan Kuai and others changed their expressions slightly, but they still insisted on kneeling and kowtowed, "I beg the Ba Gongzi to open the Internet and be willing to be the same as the crime!"
silence!
After counting the breaths.
Ying Ziye looked at the people who were willing to risk their lives and wanted to plead for Liu Ji, and nodded in appreciation and said with satisfaction: "Get up, I can't kill him, but the crime of death can be avoided!"
"Remodeled Liu Ji to a temple man and sent him to the frontier to build the Great Wall."
The temple man is also the eunuch.
When Liu Ji heard this, his face turned pale and he collapsed on the ground. He cried and begged: "Bao Gongzi, don't be a temple man, don't build the Great Wall!"
He didn't want to become that kind of person, let alone the construction of the Great Wall is equivalent to a life-and-death death.
Ying Ziye turned a blind eye, ignored it, and walked straight towards Xiao He.
"Young Master Zhao, the Eighth Master..."
Xiao He murmured, looking at Ying Ziye who had turned into an eighth son, he couldn't believe it for a moment.
"Brother Xiao!"
Ying Ziye smiled slightly, patted Xiao He on the shoulder, and joked: "I am waiting for you to have a drink."
"As the saying goes, there are always horses that are thousands of miles apart, but there are no Bo Les. I am willing to be your Bo Le!"
"this!"
When Xiao He heard this, he was a little dazed, especially when he was so intimately called and contacted by the Eighth Prince.
I immediately bowed gratitude and said respectfully: "Thank you, Mr. Eighth Master!"
The magistrate Fang was also unbelievable. Yesterday, at the banquet of Lu Gong, he drank and ate together. The Prince Zhao, who wrote poems and songs, was actually disguised as the Prince Eight, and he couldn't help but feel moved.
"Emperor's poems, emperor's poems, are really emperor's poems!"
The magistrate Fang quickly made way and said respectfully: "Eighth Prince, I have prepared a banquet for you."
To be continued...