Chapter 94: Verbal sparring
Wei Changtian!
Like thunder from the blue sky, these three words, although not loud, made everyone's heads buzz.
There was no Internet or photography technology back then.
Everyone has only heard of Wei Changtian's name, but doesn't know what he looks like.
In many people's imagination, such a lawless young man is most likely to have a violent and ferocious face, and perhaps a bit of a vulgar image.
Who could have imagined that the handsome and suave young man in front of him was actually Wei Changtian, the only son of the Wei family who killed the prime minister!
“This, this…”
The fat county magistrate stood up in a flash, and asked Liang Zhen with astonishment, "Liang, General Liang... is he really the young master of the Wei family?"
Perhaps because he was too surprised at the moment, the fat county magistrate did not pay attention to the title and actually exposed Liang Zhen's identity.
General?
This Lord Liang is actually the general of Shuzhou? ! Although everyone present had guessed that Liang Zhen must be a big shot, they never expected that he was actually an official of the same rank as the governor! Oh my god! What happened tonight? First, Liang Zhen and Peng Benzhi spent nearly 20,000 taels of silver just to compete for Su Yu's "virginity".
Then there is the Song Dynasty master who said a poem is worth a thousand gold coins.
Who would have thought that he just cursed Wei Changtian casually, and the real boss came out.
Now there is one more general!
There were so many surprises at once that everyone became numb. They all stood there in a daze, not knowing who to look at.
However, Liang Zhen didn't care about the gazes of the crowd and ignored the fat county magistrate.
He first looked at Song Zhengming, whose face turned pale and blue, and then he asked Wei Changtian.
"Changtian, how do you plan to deal with this person?"
Warriors have looked down on scholars since ancient times, and now the two sides have completely torn their relations apart, so he was not ambiguous at all, and his tone was full of murderous intent.
In a word, the temperature in the embroidery building seemed to have instantly entered winter.
Even though Song Zhengming had the arrogance of a scholar, he shuddered unconsciously at this moment and cried out subconsciously:
"W-what are you going to do!?"
"What?"
Wei Changtian nodded to Liang Zhen, indicating that he would handle the matter, and then walked towards Song Zhengming step by step.
"Stability" and "patience" are two concepts.
Although Wei Changtian is always seeking "stability" in his dealings now, he is not a person who can "endure" whether before or after the time travel.
Since you dare to scold me and I happened to hear it, you will have to pay some price.
Five feet, four feet, three feet...
Wei Changtian didn't walk very fast and his steps were not heavy.
But every step he took seemed to be stepping on Song Zhengming's heartbeat, making the latter's breathing more rapid.
“Bang!”
The table between the two of them was kicked away by Wei Changtian. Song Zhengming's legs softened uncontrollably and he was so scared that he fell back into the chair.
Fortunately, there was this chair, otherwise he would have fallen directly to the ground.
The people who had been hiding far away all looked a little surprised after seeing this scene. They probably couldn't understand why a great scholar would behave so cowardly.
They could not fully empathize with the pressure and inner fear that Song Zhengming was feeling at the moment.
After all, few people can remain calm when their lives are in danger.
"Mr. Song..."
With a clang, Wei Changtian crushed a teacup and stood in front of Song Zhengming.
He lowered his head slightly, with a hint of sarcasm on his face.
"I'm talking to you but you're sitting down. Didn't your elders teach you what etiquette is?"
"you!"
Song Zhengming's blood rushed up and his face turned red in an instant.
But he trembled for a long time and couldn't say anything. In the end, Wei Changtian waved his hand in boredom and continued:
"Forget it. I'm not as particular as you. Just sit down if you want."
"But you just scolded me in public, what should I do about this?"
"I……"
Song Zhengming was speechless for a moment.
If he had known that Wei Changtian was here, he would never have said those words even if he was beaten to death.
But now that the situation has come to this, there are only two options before him.
Beg for mercy or die rather than surrender.
In the former case, he has a certain chance of surviving, but he is destined to never be able to hold his head up again for the rest of his life, and he will probably be ridiculed by others for the rest of his life.
As for the latter... he could only bet that Wei Changtian would not dare to kill him in public. After all, the "killing appearance" incident had not passed, and Wei Changtian had said in person that he was unwilling to cause trouble now.
Taking a step back, if I choose the second path, even if I really die, I will have left a good reputation.
Should he live in humiliation or die to prove his integrity... Song Zhengming gritted his teeth and made a decision quickly.
"Once words are spoken, they can be spilled!"
Although his legs were still weak and he couldn't stand up, he straightened his back a lot. He stared at Wei Changtian and shouted righteously: "You can scold me! What else can I do?!"
"What I just said is what the people of the world are thinking!"
"If you can't bear to hear it, you can kill me or chop me up as you like! I won't even frown!"
Song Zhengming's performance finally won the admiration of others, and even Wei Changtian was slightly surprised.
However, he quickly returned to his half-smiled expression and said calmly, "Mr. Song is indeed proud, but he is a little too self-righteous."
"What the people think...how can you represent the people?"
"Humph! Justice is in the hearts of the people! Right and wrong will be judged by the public!"
Song Zhengming held the armrest of the chair and finally stood up: "Master Wei, you don't know what kind of person you are in the hearts of the people of this world, right?!"
"Hmm? I really don't know."
Wei Changtian smiled and said, "Why don't I ask now?"
"Ask?" Song Zhengming was stunned.
Wei Changtian ignored him and turned to look at a person watching the fun nearby. He actually asked with a smile:
"Brother, do you think I am the kind of person who committed the heinous crime that Mr. Song said?"
"ah?"
The person being asked was stunned. He didn't dare to say "yes" and shook his head like a rattle.
"Of course not!"
"very good."
Wei Changtian nodded in satisfaction, and then asked the second person: "What do you think?"
"I……"
The second person simply chose to play dumb: "Sir, I have no idea what you have done... But as the saying goes, appearance reflects the heart. You are so handsome, so you must have noble character!"
"Um."
Wei Changtian's smile became more and more intense. After asking a few more people, he turned his head to Song Zhengming again.
"Mr. Song, is this what you mean by what the people want?"
"snort!"
Song Zhengming sneered and said righteously: "They are just afraid of you. What's the point of Mr. Wei deceiving himself like this?"
"Oh, so they didn't tell the truth because they were afraid of me..."
The smile on Wei Changtian's face slowly faded, and his tone instantly became extremely cold.
"What about the emperor? Mr. Song, do you think the emperor is afraid of me?!"
"W-What do you mean?"
"What's the meaning?"
Wei Changtian glanced over and said, "The emperor is not unaware of my killing of Prime Minister Liu. Since my crime is so heinous, why didn't the emperor execute me? Or put me in prison?!"
"If we follow what Master Song said, could it be that the Emperor is confused?!"
“You, you…”
Song Zhengming pointed at Wei Changtian tremblingly, his face pale.
But Wei Changtian did not give him a chance to speak, and continued to press on:
"I understand. Perhaps Mr. Song thinks he is smarter and more reasonable than the emperor?"
"That must be the case. After all, you just said that what you say represents all the people in the world."
"Mr. Song dared to say something that even the emperor didn't dare to say. He is really amazing!"
"I really admire you, kid!"
At the end of his speech, Wei Changtian even jokingly bowed to Song Zhengming.
This action was actually very normal, but at this moment it was like a heavy hammer hitting Song Zhengming's chest.
He only felt a slight sweetness in his throat, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"puff!"
The blood was so bright that it dyed the pure white scholar's robe red.
(End of this chapter)
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