Chapter 45: Hard-mouthed



He glanced at the scholar's backpack and understood something.

"Young man, do you know our little prince of Dazhao?"

The candidate scratched his head and straightened his bookcase that had been knocked askew by the surging crowd. "I know, I came to the capital because our crown prince was born and the emperor has opened a special examination."

The man gave him an approving look. "Did you know that our little prince is the reincarnation of a god? It's a pity you came at an unfortunate time. About half a month ago, our prince appeared in spirit form!"

When he said this, he was very excited and there was a hint of fanaticism on his face.

The candidate was puzzled, was it a miracle?

The man saw his confusion and patiently explained, "That day, the crown prince contracted smallpox, and the capital was filled with soldiers. I heard the palace was even draped in mourning, and we had prepared plain clothes. But who knew that pillar of light would descend from the sky that day?"

Oh my goodness! I have never seen such a scene in my life. The light column is going to take our prince back to the heavenly palace. If our prince had not been reluctant to leave the current emperor and the people, he would have ascended to heaven long ago!

He pointed at the people trapped in the prison van and said, "These are the people who wanted to kill our prince. Our Dazhao almost lost our little immortal!"

The man explained the whole process one by one, and the candidate's eyes lit up with joy and he was very engaged.

The two men praised the little prince for a while, and then looked at each other tacitly.

The scholar didn't even care about his long gown. He looked left and right and grabbed a handful of yellow soil from the ground.

The two men approached the prison van aggressively.

These termites must be killed today!

Rotten vegetable leaves, smelly eggs, and flying yellow soil kept hitting Shi Qian's head and face.

The strong odor made Shi Qian unable to stop retching.

The family has been rich and prosperous for hundreds of years. How could he, as the head of the family, have ever suffered such hardship?

"Stop it, you lowly people!" Shi Qian retched and cursed these crazy people.

The officer in charge of escorting him gave him a look of disdain. "You're about to die, yet you're still spouting such arrogant words. Do you still think you're as high and mighty as before?"

Shi Qian was stunned by the retort and kept saying “you, you, you”.

"What do you mean by "you"? You will be reborn as an animal after you die. Haha, I told you not to harm our prince." The officer bowed towards the east. The prince was a god from heaven who came down to earth!

There were many people around, and they gathered together with just a few words.

Shi Qian saw that Li Yi and others had been sharing the rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs with him. Now, as soon as he shouted, these untouchables gathered around him.

He opened his mouth and wanted to curse a few more times, but unexpectedly a handful of yellow soil fell accurately into Shi Qian's mouth.

He choked immediately, coughing and spitting out yellow soil.

Shi Qian saw that the person throwing the yellow earth was actually a scholar in a blue shirt, and he was furious. "What an insult to etiquette!"

The scholar who heard this was actually very proud, as if he had received some kind of praise. "I have learned the civil and martial arts, and I will sell them to the emperor. I am working for the future emperor. Who wouldn't praise me?"

Sure enough, everyone cheered.

He looked at Shi Qian with disgust again, with undisguised mockery and sarcasm, "You treat me like you. Wealth and honor are lust. If you can't revive the family, then be an honest old man! You resort to such despicable means to harm the prince.

Now not only is his family destroyed, but he will also go to the eighteen levels of hell after his death."

If the noble families had kept to themselves and lived as idle and wealthy people, His Majesty would not have hunted them down. As everyone knows, the current Concubine Bao's mother's family is also a noble family, so how could she have gotten away with it?

Stealing a chicken only to lose the rice! Is the little fairy so easy to harm?

Shi Qian was so angry that he couldn't breathe. How could he not know his current situation?

He cursed everyone, but he was just trying to save face and not want to be trampled upon by these people.

There was nothing he could do even if he regretted it. Who had made him so ambitious before and insisted on following the situation where the scholars and officials and the emperor ruled the world together?

The present king has never been a benevolent king.

But Shi Qian was always stubborn and refused to admit his mistake even when facing death. "What gods or no gods? That's all nonsense. Only you lowly people would believe it."

As soon as these words were spoken, the other offenders in the Shi family and Li Yi all looked at Shi Qian as if he were a fool.

Shi Qian was puzzled.

Wow!

The people were in an uproar. There were still some people left in other people's prison cars, throwing obscene objects, and now they surrounded Shi Qian's prison car like a big pancake, making it impossible to get in or out.

"Everyone in the capital saw the miracle that day, and you, shameless person, are calling it nonsense!"

"I even made eye contact with the prince, and he even greeted me."

"You're talking nonsense. The prince is looking at me."

"Hey hey hey, everyone, this is not the point."

The topic had gone a little off track, and seeing that everyone was about to start a quarrel over who the prince was looking at, someone hurried out to mediate.

"You were captured, didn't you see? The prince flew up to the sky, almost to the heavens."

"You thought I was kidding you, but I'm not kidding, little god. You're really going to hell."

More and more people gathered, talking one after another, and speaking non-stop.

Shi Qian went from being indifferent at first to looking serious, and then to being horrified.

Is he really a god? Isn’t it to build momentum for the prince?

He couldn't help but look back at his family and Li Yi, and saw that they were all silent and didn't say a word.

Unlike me, whose mouth is full of hatred.

Shi Qian glared at his second brother with his eyes wide open, and his second brother rolled his eyes.

He thought he was the head of the family. Why would he be afraid of him even though he was dead?

Second Brother Shi only hoped that his eldest brother would attract everyone over and let the gods hear him. He didn't mention His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!

The Yamas must not send him into the animal realm.

Cold sweat broke out on Shi Qian's forehead. He looked at the untouchables he mentioned and found that this matter really could not be faked!

Doesn't that mean he would be beheaded while alive and tortured even after death?

"Look everyone, this guy is scared, hahaha."

"That old man is so stubborn, he thinks we're all deceiving him."

"If we don't know about the gods, how can we talk nonsense? It's useless to be afraid now, because everything we say is karma."

Shi Qian was filled with hatred. The people scolded and beat him, and his head and face were covered with egg liquid, and the stench was so strong that it made people want to vomit.

Even the people around me didn't squeeze forward that much, and everyone was covering their noses.

But Shi Qian seemed to have lost his sense of smell and could not smell anything at all.

His mind and eyes were filled with thoughts of the little immortal, thinking that he was not only trying to kill him, but was also constantly insulting him.

Shi Qian truly understood what it meant to speak ill of others.

If it weren't for the shackles supporting his body, Shi Qian would have collapsed to the ground on the spot.

Endless regret washed over him like a flood, and he was trembling all over. Thinking of the unrest he would endure in both his life and after death, Shi Qian let out a sharp cry from his throat, like a chicken about to be slaughtered.

"I was wrong, I—"

The trembling voice stopped abruptly, and bright red blood spilled onto the muddy ground.

It turned out that in his worry and fear, he had been sent to the guillotine.

Shi Qian died, his eyes wide open with fear.

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