Chapter 565: Mr. Feng San was beaten
During the complicated enthronement ceremony, Liang Zhongling, the new emperor, looked at the officials kneeling below in order, and his heart was suddenly filled with heroic spirit.
The future of the Liang family will be rewritten by him from today!
Liang Zongwu stood in the audience, with a smile on his face, but he was extremely worried in his heart.
I always feel that the next moment, Luo Jiajun will rush in, and my father's dream will be shattered and end.
The other members of the Liang family were dancing happily in the mansion at this time.
Even Liang Zongwen, who had died, was happy for his father's ascension to the throne, but when he saw his son sitting beside him with an expressionless face, he walked over.
"Huan Yu, haven't you been looking forward to this day? Why don't you look happy at all?"
"Come, have a drink with Dad."
Liang Huanyu took the wine glass and looked at the body that represented his father. He couldn't hide the smile on his face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. Nothing else could show him anything unusual at this moment.
After drinking a glass of wine, I felt nothing.
I don’t know what the situation is with my wife now.
At this time, Zhu Mingqing had just sent Luo Tingshan away for a short time when he heard the little world spirit say that the Ming Mansion was surrounded by troops.
"It's Feng Laosan!" The little world spirit snorted, "Qingqing, he definitely has bad intentions. Let's go over and teach him a lesson."
The Ming Mansion in the capital is just a decoration. There is no master inside except the cleaning servants.
Being surrounded by heavy troops at this time, the guard at the gate had a slightly changed expression and was about to send someone to tell his wife a message immediately, but before he could even move, someone tied his hands and feet and gagged him.
The door banged open and was kicked open.
"Everyone, come to the front yard. If you dare to run away, I will kill you without mercy!"
Mr. Feng San looked at the frightened expressions on these people's faces, and an inexplicable sense of excitement surged in his heart.
Madam Ming, weren’t you high and mighty in the past? Today I will let you know what power is!
The soldiers immediately dispersed and began searching.
The flowers, plants and trees planted around were cut down and the furnishings in the room were pushed to the ground. Fortunately, this mansion was only a temporary residence and did not have sufficient supplies.
The soldiers returned empty-handed, and seeing this, Mr. Feng San's face fell.
He kicked the guard who was tied up next to him and asked coldly, "Where is your wife?"
These servants were bought from the capital and had no training. They were trembling and could not speak clearly.
Mr. Feng Sanye drew his sword and put it directly to one of the men’s neck: “Speak!”
"I... really don't know."
"I don't know?" Mr. Feng Sanye stretched out a sinister smile. "If that's the case, then you don't have to live!"
After he finished speaking, he raised the sword in his hand and stabbed it towards the other person's chest.
Others exclaimed and closed their eyes.
"ah!"
There was a scream, and the sword fell to the ground. Mr. Feng San covered his pierced arm, his face pale and turned his head.
Zhu Mingqing walked over with a calm expression, but the rage in his eyes could burn anyone to death.
"Mr. Feng, I don't know what has happened in my house that has caused you to make such a fuss!"
She stood in front of the servants, and the secret guards who followed her helped all the servants up, and then comforted them one by one. They were about to send them to the backyard first, but were stopped by Mr. Feng Sanye's men.
The secret guards fought back without hesitation. In just a quarter of an hour, there were only two of them against ten people, and many people were lying on the ground around Mr. Feng Sanye.
He couldn't help but take a step back, his face filled with shock and anger. "How dare you? I'm here on the orders of His Majesty. If you know what's best for you, follow me into the palace. Otherwise, don't expect to survive this day!"
Zhu Mingqing pointed behind him, and soon all the servants in the mansion were taken away, leaving only Zhu Mingqing's men and Mr. Feng Sanye in the yard.
Mr. Feng's heart trembled, and he immediately shouted, "Come here, come here quickly, arrest Madam Ming..."
But the fact is, no matter how he shouted, no one showed up.
He began to feel scared, but still pretended to be calm: "What do you want to do? This is the emperor's feet. Aren't you afraid of getting the whole Ming family into trouble?"
Zhu Mingqing had a smile on his face. He had learned of Luo Tingshan's current whereabouts from the little world spirit and knew that the palace must have been in chaos. He looked at the pretentious Feng Lao San with confidence:
"Mr. Feng, did Liang Zhongling really send you here?"
Mr. Feng San chuckled in his heart, thinking, you must be scared.
"I've told you long ago, by order of His Majesty, Madam Ming is incredibly capable and should understand that the people shouldn't fight against their officials, let alone the ruler of the world. If you kneel down and kowtow three times before me and say, 'Grandpa Feng, I was wrong,' I'll put in a few good words for you in front of His Majesty. How do you do that?"
He had an undisguised, crazy smile on his face.
Zhu Mingqing walked forward slowly, and the two stood face to face. Mr. Feng San narrowed his eyes slightly, wondering why he hadn't noticed before that Madam Ming was quite pretty.
"I heard that your husband died. How about this? This master doesn't mind..."
Snap——
Boom——
With a slap and a kick, Uncle Feng San fell heavily on the grass covered with broken branches in the front yard before he could react.
His clothes were torn and his face had scratches.
Climbing up from the garden in a panic, Mr. Feng San was furious and said, "If you don't accept my toast, I'll drink the penalty. I want to see how long you can hold on."
He held his waist and limped to Zhu Mingqing, his face gloomy: "Just wait!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he left.
He brought fifty Jingwei with him, a bunch of useless people. When he got out, he would definitely teach them a lesson.
But as soon as he took a step, he was lifted up.
“Ahem…”
Mr. Feng San's pupils widened and his face was full of disbelief, but the pain in his neck told him clearly that this woman was crazy!
She really wants to kill herself.
The air was getting thinner and thinner, and Mr. Feng Sanye's strength was getting weaker and weaker. He was unwilling to give up.
Also, how dare she? Is she really not afraid of death?
"Qingqing, Luo Huai is here too."
The little world spirit suddenly said.
As soon as he finished speaking, an urgent voice called out from the door: "Mother."
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