Destined Martial God Chapter 1253: When the wedding is in progress (replacement)

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Xianyang City, in the Hall of Yizheng!

"Ms. Ma, have you seen it? These are the great Confucians who have enjoyed an eternal reputation and taught the world how to behave."

Looking at the great Confucians who desperately slandered Xiao Zhongyuan and his son in order to be able to save their lives, and tried their best to shirk their own responsibilities, Meng Zhengkai said in a disdainful tone.

"Actually, they are a group of sinister villains full of benevolence and morality, full of male thieves and female prostitutes. This is why the saint has to use the **** means of burning books and confucianists to weaken their influence on the empire."

Nodded, Yu Haoran didn't say much.

Because the reason why he had patience to respond to Xiao Zhongyuan's questions just now was to give Emperor Qin a reasonable excuse to eradicate worms in Confucianism and Taoism.

Actually, Confucianism is indeed the sacred way of governing the country, but it has been misinterpreted by many great Confucian scholars who are tempted by profit, and it has gone at an angle.

"Mr. Ma, fortunately, Xiao Zhongyuan died prematurely in anger!"

Hearing the exchange between Meng Zhengkai and Yu Haoran, Prince Yifeng rushed over and sighed.

"Otherwise, after seeing the cheeks of Xiri’s colleagues and friends, I’m afraid I’d be vomiting blood to death."

"No!"

Faced with the sigh of Prince Yifeng, Yu Haoran shook his head and said.

"In fact, Xiao Zhongyuan is a very smart person. He has seen through the minds and faces of these people a long time ago, and will not be angry because of their slander and turnaround."

After hearing Yu Haoran's evaluation of Xiao Zhongyuan, both Prince Yifeng and Meng Zhengkai couldn't help being surprised.

Turning his head to look at the Yan family ancestor, Yu Haoran chuckled, but didn't say much.

Yu Haoran was inexplicably concerned about the actions of the ancestors of the Yan family, and made the shrewd Prince Yifeng realize something. He raised his head and looked at Xiao Zhongyuan who was standing in the hall stubbornly, with a trace of admiration in his eyes.

Looking at these old people who have been officials for decades, most of them are gray-haired old people. In order to live a few more days, abandon the strength of Confucianism and Taoism, and trample on the last bit of human conscience, Qin The chill in the emperor's eyes became stronger, and the disgust in his heart became stronger.

"Manager Jiang!" Emperor Qin ordered with a hoarse voice.

"The old slave is here!" Kneeling down on the ground, General Jiang answered with a hint of excitement.

"Order people to hang Xiao Zhongyuan's corpse on the city wall, let the wind blow it, rain it, let the thunder strike it, let people spit it, and never bury it!"

"The old slave obeys!"

General Manager Jiang didn't get up immediately after answering the order. He knew that Long Live Lord still had no imperial decree.

"In addition, the facts in the memory crystal are written in detail, and they are also posted on the city wall to let the world know what kind of character Xiao Jiufa is like, and let all the scholars in this world know how sad I am. Angry."

"The old slave obeys!"

After dealing with Xiao Zhongyuan's affairs, Emperor Qin looked at the 137 Confucian scholars who were kneeling on the ground, and did not hide the strong murderous in his eyes.

"Old Prime Minister, based on the love of our former colleagues and classmates, please beg for us poor people who have lost their way!" After seeing Emperor Qin's murderous gaze, an old man who had been with the Yan family The big Confucian who had a good relationship with his ancestors immediately knelt in front of him with his knees moving, kowtow desperately and pleaded.

The actions of this great Confucian also gave other great Confucian hopes of life-saving, and they pleaded with people who had had various affections and relationships.

"Old handsome Meng,...!"

"Prince Yifeng,...!"

"General Gu,...!"

"...!"

In this regard, Emperor Qin did not order anyone to stop him. He just continued to watch the ugliness of these people coldly, and at the same time wanted to see who else would dare to ask for them for them.

Fortunately, Emperor Qin was very satisfied as a result, and even Gu Chang, who had expressed dissatisfaction with Haoran, chose to remain silent.

"Among the nine counts of the consorts you listed, each of the counts will put the consort to a dead end, and every count will afflict the consorts."

Standing slowly from the dragon chair, Emperor Qin said condescendingly.

"Now that I fulfill your wish, I will not only grant you a death penalty, but also implicate your nine races."

After hearing the final punishment issued by Emperor Qin, some great scholars with poor mental quality suddenly fell to the ground in tears.

And some great Confucianists with vicious temperament want to break through with the strength of the Wuwang and Wuhuang realm.

It’s just that when he saw General Jiang, who didn’t know what had left the hall, led the Five Hundred Wuhuang and the Martial Saint Guards into the hall, he finally chose to give up the resistance and let the guards frustrated. The army pressed himself to leave the Yizheng Hall.

......!

November 9th in the lunar calendar, avoid traveling and get married easily!

Yu Haoran, who hasn’t slept all night, put on a sky blue gown early, with a jade pendant of a flying dragon on his waist, and a gorgeous red flower on his chest, standing in front of the mansion with a depressed face. In the hall, he looked helplessly at the commanding palace maid and **** back and forth, revealing an excited Yu Siqi.

"Yu Haoran, I warn you, if you dare to remove the safflower on your chest, be careful that I spank you in front of everyone." Seeing the left hand quietly pinching the safflower ribbon, I plan to remove the red flower Yu Haoran, Yu Siqi immediately turned and furiously threatened.

In this regard, Yu Haoran was so depressed that he wanted to directly call out the second clone, let him marry him, and lose this person for himself.

"Junior Brother Nine!"

It's because when Haoran wanted to vomit blood in depression, the voice of big brother Chu Zhongyu suddenly rang in his ears, which made him feel happy.

"Sister, some senior brothers and younger brothers from Qingyunfeng are here, let me meet them."

No opportunity for Yu Siqi to respond at all, Yu Haoran immediately rushed out of the front hall and took off the corsage on her chest.

"Big Brother, Second Brother..., Junior Brother Gongsun, Senior Sister Gongsun!" Yu Haoran smiled and greeted Chu Zhongyu and others, whose faces were still full of shock.

However, when he saw that the person who appeared in hope did not follow Chu Zhongyu and the others, a slight disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"Junior Brother Nine, I wish you and Princess Ling Fei a hundred years, and we will always be of one mind!"

As Yu Haoran's strength is getting stronger, his status is getting higher and higher, and his influence is getting bigger and bigger, bringing more and more pressure on Chu Zhongyu and others.

Seeing Yu Haoran, who was smiling all over his face, took the initiative to greet him. He couldn't say anything when he had prepared in advance along the way, and finally only said two words of congratulations dryly.

In this regard, Yu Haoran asked indifferently.

"Brother, master, hasn't his old man come back yet?"

Nodded, Chu Zhongyu wanted to say more, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

"Several elder brothers, since the master is not here, then the elder brother must be the representative of the master and sit in the VIP table for a while, so as the relatives of the man, you have to work hard for the elder brother. ."