Hidden in the court

Chapter 88 Who Should I Give Account to?

The man thanked Ji Mingshang and walked towards Zhou Chunfu, staring at his fat white body, his eyes blazing with fire, as if the past events were vivid in his mind. Zhou Chunfu stared at the man, his eyes also blazing with fear, and his mouth kept "whining".

The man grasped the hilt of the knife, raised it above his head, and swung it down heavily.

"Give me back my family's lives!"

The sharp blade pierced into the flesh, and the knife that was originally aimed at his body was actually deflected as Zhou Chunfu twisted his body. However, it was not much better. A whole fat arm with half of the shoulder was hung on the tree, and blood was still dripping down.

The cuts on his body were bleeding profusely, with flesh hanging on both sides and bones in the middle. It was extremely cruel.

The man actually cut off half of his shoulder with one blow.

All the imperial guards present gasped, what a great strength!

Zhou Chunfu was not so comfortable. The pain of the knife cut instantly penetrated his skin, as if a raging fire was raging on the wound. Then, the pain that penetrated deep into his bones surged like a tide, impacting his nerves wave after wave, making it almost impossible for him to breathe, and he couldn't even scream. But his forehead was instantly covered with beads of sweat, and his body was twitching and twisting, which showed how much pain it was.

"Man, you should take a rest first and give others a chance. Come, give him some coarse salt."

Ji Mingshang saw through it, and if he let this man chop a few more times, there would be no need for the others. He gave such an order, on the one hand, to make Zhou Chunfu feel more pain, and on the other hand, to prevent infection and prevent him from dying so quickly.

The other villagers were not so scared when they saw this, and the man with the knife rushed forward even more vigorously.

Every time the blade scraped across his skin, a slight "hissing" sound was made, and a bright red cut would appear on his body along with this sound. Blood gushed out and flowed down his intestines that fell to the ground. The ground under his feet became redder and redder, just like bleeding a pig.

After dozens of slashes, Nangong Xiao couldn't help but vomit with a "vomit" sound as he looked at the bloody figure in front of him, and Ji Mingshang sighed.

"Used to it."

The men standing in line behind didn't know where to start the knife and looked at Ji Mingshang with grievance.

Then he said to the villagers in a disappointed tone: "How foolish! Just a belly? He still has limbs and a head!"

Later, the villagers seemed to have been inspired, and Zhou Chunfu's struggle became more intense again.

Nose cutting, cut off, castration...

After another set of attacks, everyone in the queue had their revenge, and Zhou Chunfu was basically reduced to a "human pig", with only one breath left.

"Man, go chop off his head!"

The first man picked up the knife, and without any nonsense, he swung the knife, and Zhou Chunfu's dog head rolled to the feet of the villagers.

After chopping, the man sat down on the ground and cried loudly.

"Remember, it was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who avenged you today. I was the one who killed the man. The imperial court will not take a single grain more of your food. Zhou Chunfu falsely conveyed the imperial decree and bullied the people. He deserves his punishment. Follow His Royal Highness to the Zhou family to divide the food!"

Ji Mingshang's words were sonorous and powerful. The villagers below were no longer as numb as before, but trusted and supported him unconditionally.

Seeing the people following Nangong Xiao away, Ji Mingshang also sat down on the ground, while Nangong Bian stared at him with a strange expression.

"You gave this good reputation to my brother?"

"He is the prince, so of course he has to have a good reputation."

"how about you?"

"Is there any need to save my reputation? Besides, can a good reputation be used as money?"

Nangong Bian did not comment, while Ji Mingshang nudged the man who was also sitting on the ground next to him.

"What's your name, man?"

"My name is Dashan."

"As the name suggests, are you interested in hanging out with me? Be my bodyguard."

"No, I'm a farmer, I can't read, my whole family is gone, and I don't want to be a soldier."

"Really don't want to?"

"Do not want to."

Seeing that he was unmoved, Ji Mingshang smiled slightly.

"What if I find you a wife?"

"No, my wife has only been dead for half a year, I don't want to marry again."

"What if I find you a daughter?"

"Forehead…"

The next day, the villagers bid farewell to him at the entrance of the village.

The young imperial guard who asked about the little girl yesterday couldn't help but feel envious when he saw the burly figure in black armor holding the girl in front of him.

"Dad, I'll wait for you to come back."

The girl was still the same little girl from yesterday, but this time she had washed her face, changed her clothes, and was unusually well-behaved, completely different from her previous dirty appearance.

The personal soldier called dad was naturally Dashan. It must be said that the little girl had no concept of relatives and changed her words quickly.

"Be good and listen to the village chief. When dad comes back, I will take you to the capital to play."

"it is good."

Ji Mingshang and the other two were also happy to see this and teased her for a while. Suddenly they remembered that they didn't know what the baby's name was.

"Er Ya, everyone in our village knows about it."

Dashan introduced happily.

……

"Let's go directly to Jinling!"

This incident made Ji Mingshang realize one thing, that is, when will I have to follow the rules and make compromises? In terms of behavior, I am a "Bianjing Street Tiger" and a "little devil". In terms of identity, I am an imperial envoy and the Marquis of Jiangning. In terms of background, I am the son of the King of Jin, the son-in-law of the prime minister, and the adopted son of the emperor.

Plus Nangong Xiao and Nangong Bian, a prince and a princess.

"Who should I answer to if I get involved in this mess?"

Capital

When Jia Qian returned home, he immediately sent people to capture the two little bastards Jia Ren and Jia Yi.

"You two should pack your things immediately and report to the Junior Supervisor's Office."

Jia Yi thought that his father had found a good job for him and his brother, so he packed up his things and prepared to take up the post.

My elder brother Jia Ren asked about the rank.

Jia Qian was immediately furious and slapped him twice.

"Crack-pump-"

"I'm asking you to pack your bedding. You two are going to be imprisoned, not to take up your posts! Go as soon as possible and behave yourself, so you can suffer less."

"Oh."

Seeing that their father was angry, the two did not dare to disobey and could only retreat in disappointment.

"Dad, what did you say? Imprisonment? Whoever dares to imprison us will be bolder."

As if they realized it belatedly, the two people who reacted were excited again.

Jia Qian kicked them twice. The two men's bodies had been hollowed out by alcohol and sex, and after being kicked, one of them could not stand and both fell to the ground.

Jia Qian looked at this and felt even more disappointed. They were both playboys, but how come Ji Jun was such a martial arts expert and was even granted the title of Marquis of Jiangning?

"I told you to behave yourself. When you go to the Junior Supervisor's Office, don't mention your father. Get lost!"

After the two left, Jia Qian felt a headache, which was even worse than the one Nangong Xiao gave him last time. He couldn't help but doubt in his heart, how could I, after all, be the Minister of Revenue, give birth to two such sons?