The Mad King's bound hands were still moving, as if he wanted to imitate the techniques he used at that time.

The other French ministers on the side wanted to stop it, but they could not move freely here. They were afraid that the Mad King's behavior would further anger the Ming Sea King, and they were extremely anxious, especially Charles.

Zhu Zhanzhen looked around and saw the embarrassed expressions of the French ministers: "You all know about this, right?"

Everyone was silent, and Zhu Zhanzhen asked Charles alone: ​​"His Royal Highness the Prince of France, do you know."

"No...I don't know."

"Nonsense! You obviously know." Mad King shouted at Ciel. Ciel was shocked and said hurriedly: "Your Highness Neptune, I really don't know, I really don't know."

The words of a madman cannot be completely believed, but they are not completely untrustworthy.

Zhu Zhanzhen stared at Charles like a tiger looking at a weak rabbit, ready to tear him apart at any time.

"He was nearby at the time, and I also gave him a castrated eunuch." The Mad King did not show mercy when he spoke, and told everything.

Charles was struck by lightning, but Joan of Arc was even more surprised. Joan had always thought that the relationship between Charles and the Mad King was not good, and she was often suppressed by the Mad King. But it seems that the relationship between Charles and the Mad King was good, and the Mad King did bad things.

Sometimes he also had a share.

Although the Mad King's words were unclear, there should be some credibility in his words.

The image of Ciel in her heart began to collapse.

Zhu Zhanzhen did not ask Charles in an oppressive manner, but continued to question the Mad King, which made Charles take a breath: "Can you tell me why you paraded him through the streets and insulted him?"

"It's fun, it's fun. I've never seen such a eunuch, and neither has anyone else in France. Of course, I want everyone to open their eyes."

The mad king's words made Zhu Zhanzhen's anger almost burn down Notre Dame de Paris.

Every word was almost a ferocious whisper: "What else did you do to him?"

"What did you do? What else did you do? I forgot, I forgot." The Mad King burst into laughter. The interrogation had already made his mental state extremely unstable.

He kicked the Mad King in the face, causing his nose to bleed, but he was still laughing wildly.

Zhu Zhanzhen said indifferently to everyone present: "A lunatic cannot be held responsible for all crimes. I will not let go of anyone who has insulted my best friend, and I will not let go of anyone who has trampled on the dignity of Ming Dynasty.

I'll give you a chance. The Duke of Burgundy is also in my hands now. I can always find out things. There must be some of you who are not involved. You confess, you tell the truth, and you tell the truth.

Tell me and I will forgive you."

"If no one answers my question, then take them all down, and everyone in the French Palace will be imprisoned, tried one by one, and punished one by one!" Now the main figures in the French Palace were taken to Notre Dame.

A eunuch from the French Palace in the crowd shouted loudly: "His Royal Highness the King of the Sea, His Highness the King of the Sea, I will report it, I will report it."

Looking at the man who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, Zhu Zhanzhen asked with dignity: "Who are you?"

"I am the king's eunuch. I was... castrated... by the king's own hands."

"What are you reporting?"

"I reported to His Royal Highness Prince Charles and His Royal Highness the King that they cut off the legs of the Ming envoy together!"
Chapter completed!