I Transmigrated as the Novel's Delusional Tyrant Villain

Zhao Xin found himself transmigrated into a novel, becoming the great villain, a delusional tyrant. This tyrant was obsessed with wine and women, lingering in the imperial harem and never attending...

Chapter 121: The Destruction of Cui's Party [I]

Some people cursed loudly, while others were panic-stricken.

The sons of various families were taken away one after another by the famous officials on the steps, three of them here and three of them there.

Dozens of people were taken away in a short while.

Those people were still reserved at first, but once someone took the lead, everyone started to act without hesitation.

On the contrary, he was a disciple from a noble family. Seeing that everyone else had left, he wanted to follow suit.

But he was stopped and couldn't help but roar loudly in fear.

In the end, he was told that he was not a direct descendant of the clan, so the famous official from the aristocratic family was unwilling to spend 100,000 shi of grain to save him.

No one was surprised by this.

After all, the food of the aristocratic families is not unlimited, and it is not blown by the wind.

One hundred thousand shi of grain is not a small amount.

A descendant of a collateral family cannot become an official in the future, and his only role is probably to teach young people in the clan.

This seems a bit uneconomical.

All morals and family affection are fake at this moment, only interests and values ​​are real.

Even though the young man from a noble family cried bitterly, the virtuous man remained indifferent.

Zhao Xin watched all this and gained a better understanding of the aristocratic families.

Even more ruthless than he had imagined.

But even so, compared with others, the children of aristocratic families are lucky, at least they still have a chance.

After seeing what happened to that man, the other children from noble families ran even faster.

No matter how much Tong Guanyue and those members of Cui's party cursed, no one hesitated at all.

Even the core members of Cui's party were panicking at this time.

They stopped cursing and instead knelt down and begged for mercy.

Tong Guanyue and other core members of Cui's party were also terrified when they saw this, but they did not beg for mercy. Instead, they expressed their anger.

Only Lu Qian looked surprisingly calm, holding the wine bottle in his hand. He suddenly felt a little dazed, not knowing why they came here today. It felt like a joke.

No, perhaps the entire Cui Party is a joke.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh, then he tilted his head back and poured all the wine in the wine bottle into his mouth...

Then he fell down with a bang!

It’s over, it’s finally over!