"Hmm? This old guy seems to be in the same group as his father." Chang Sheng had just made a judgment in his heart and immediately heard footsteps coming. He looked up and saw that from the back door of the court, two middle-aged runners surrounded by a fat head and big ears, a fat body, and looked at least 300 pounds. The most conspicuous thing about this man was that his clothes were all court clothes, but unlike ordinary court clothes, the court clothes were embroidered with dragons with teeth and claws!
"This old boy is a prince. Only the royal family can embroider dragons on their clothes. No matter how high the other officials are, they can only embroider Qilin!"
Chang Sheng looked at the prince deeply, then looked back, and following the prince was a general with a general's mansion and a sword on his waist! However, this general didn't look much momentum. Judging from his walking, he didn't look like a general but a civil servant.
"Prince Zhu, General Xu!"
In Chang Sheng's sight, after the two of them appeared, the civil servant who had already sat in his left hand immediately stood up and greeted them with a smile on his face.
"Mr. Zhang." Prince Zhu smiled and nodded, walked to the middle seat. General Xu, behind him, sat directly under the seat on the right without saying a word.
The three of them sat down and looked at Chang Sheng below again.
"You are Chang Sheng?" Prince Zhu narrowed his narrow eyes and looked at Chang Sheng with a cold and cold look.
Chang Sheng seemed to not notice the special look in Prince Zhu's eyes at all. Hearing Prince Zhu's words, he smiled and turned his head, looked at Prince Zhu, with a grin, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "Yes, yes, how do you know Chang Sheng? Why don't Chang Sheng know you?"
As Chang Sheng said, he tilted his head left and right and looked up and down again, and gestured with his hands a few times, suddenly said, "You are so fat, just like the pig raised by Uncle Chang Sheng."
"Like a pig..."
As soon as Chang Sheng's words fell, everyone in the court was stunned, and then a burst of hilarious sounds came from the crowd watching the fun.
That's right? Prince Zhu is indeed as fat as a pig, and his surname is Zhu! Prince Zhu, Prince Zhu!
Guo Feng stood beside Chang Sheng. When he heard the young master's words, he secretly glanced at Prince Zhu and said intimately that he deserved it! He asked him to bully the young master as a fool, and he looked at the young master with a blatant cold air. It would be strange if the young master didn't teach him a lesson!
Prince Zhu's fat face suddenly turned green! Yes, he is Zhang's fat, but no one who dares to call him fat is not a status person. Everyone should pay attention to their status when speaking and doing things. No one will call him fat directly!
But now someone compares him with a pig!
You dare to say that I am a pig, you are dead!
Prince Zhu picked up the gavel on the table, slapped it hard on the table in front of him, and said angrily: "The prisoner Chang Sheng actually roared at the court. Come on, drag it out for me and hit fifty boards!"
"yes!"
On both sides of the court, the two closest men holding water and fire sticks, responded loudly and took a big step forward. Just as they were about to walk to Chang Sheng, the presiding stand, Lord Zhang suddenly spoke.
"Hidden it!"
Zhang Chaoyang yelled down, stopped the two depressions, turned to look at the Zhu Prince in the middle: "Prince Zhu, as far as I know, Chang Sheng is a fool. His words with that talent are just unintentional mistakes, not roaring in the court. Prince Zhu, if you don't remember the villain's faults, don't pursue this matter. If we beat him like this, the emperor will be dissatisfied when he knows it. Let's try the case slowly!"
"Silly man, stupid man..."
Prince Zhu beeped in a low voice with an unhappy look on his face. He didn't think anything at first, but now when Zhang Chaoyang called him his name, he felt that he was teaching Prince Zhu!
Well, today my mission is to fulfill Chang Sheng’s crime. I will endure it for a while. The trial has been long, so I don’t believe it and cannot beat Chang Sheng’s court stick!
Prince Zhu suppressed the anger in his heart and sat back on the seat. Suddenly, he seemed to have discovered something, suddenly straightened his body, pointed to the one below and said, "The prisoner Chang Sheng, kneel down!"
Whenever a case is tried, you can’t kneel down unless the other party is famous. Otherwise, you have to kneel down as long as you go to court! He is not the prefect of the case, and today he only made a guest appearance for a moment. He forgot this for a while, and now he suddenly remembers it.
"Boy, I'll ask you to compete with me and pigs. Now you have to kneel down to me!"
Prince Zhu looked at Chang Sheng with a proud look on his face.
Chang Sheng blinked his eyes, looked at Prince Zhu, and suddenly turned his face to the other side: "Chang Sheng will not kneel down!"
As Chang Sheng said, he stretched out his left hand and counted with his right hand: "Uncle said that Chang Sheng could only kneel to his parents, the emperor, and the heaven and earth."
After Chang Sheng finished counting, he turned his head again, looked at Prince Zhu with curiosity, and asked naively: "Are you the emperor? If you are the emperor, Chang Sheng will kneel down to you."
Although Prince Zhu is a royal family, he is not the emperor, and he dare not pretend to be his identity. He heard Chang Sheng's words, he shook his hands repeatedly: "Of course I am not the emperor, but you are a prisoner now, and I am the official who is trying you. You must kneel down for me!"
"You are not the emperor, Chang Sheng will not kneel!" Chang Sheng tilted his head and curled his lips, and he couldn't even look at Prince Zhu!
Prince Zhu suddenly stood up from the seat, slapped the table, stretched out his index finger as thick as Chang Sheng's thumb, shaking at Chang Sheng, and shouted angrily: "This is a court, not yours, so you can't kneel!"
As he said that, he shouted loudly to both sides: "Come here, Chang Sheng roars, take me out and beat a hundred big boards!"
Prince Zhu suddenly felt better. He admired himself so much. Isn’t this kid not kneeling? Then I will take you out and beat you first. After the beating, you will see if you kneel down obediently!
"Prince Zhu!" Zhang Chaoyang was about to stop Prince Zhu, but he just shouted out the words "Prince Zhu". On the side, a domineering voice interrupted him!
"The Prince Zhu is right. This is a court. Chang Sheng openly roars at the court. It is indeed a fight!" General Xu suddenly stood up, pointed to the two suppressed people beside Chang Sheng and shouted, "Why are you still standing there? You haven't dragged someone out and given me a hundred sticks!"
"yes!"
On the side of Chang Sheng, two people walked out again when they heard the sound, and quickly grabbed Chang Sheng from left to right.
"You want to fight Changsheng?"
Chang Sheng suddenly glared at Prince Zhu, and looked at the two yamen who were grabbing him. Chang Sheng bared his teeth and suddenly stretched out his hands to grab the two yamen runners, one left and one right.
The two of them were about to take action, but suddenly they found that their bodies were unable to use strength. When they looked down, they saw that their feet had actually left the ground and were lifted up by the person they were about to catch.
Chang Sheng grabbed the two suppressed people and glared at Prince Zhu and General Xu: "You want to fight Chang Sheng, Chang Sheng will beat you to death!"
With a loud shout, a strong innate true energy suddenly burst out from Chang Sheng’s body!
"Innate Master?!"
"This fool is actually a innate master!"
Outside the court, I saw Chang Sheng’s whole body bursting out of innate true energy, and almost everyone who came to watch the lawsuit was stunned!
"A fool, can a fool cultivate into a prenatal master?"
"That's right, that's a master of innateness. How can a fool have a congenital cause for the congenitality!"
Everyone was shocked.
"Who said that a fool cannot become a congenital master?" Suddenly, in the crowd, a person dressed in a ranger said: "A fool, because of his simple thoughts and no complicated ideas, he can only focus more when practicing. The speed of cultivation will be much faster than that of normal people. What's so strange about a fool becoming a congenital!"
"Yes, isn't there a fool in our imperial city from the innate realm?"
"What are you talking about?"
"It's our Seventh Prince. He has been a fool since he was a child. This is what everyone in our entire imperial city knows, but he is still a master in the innate realm. I'm afraid he doesn't know much about this!"
In the court, everyone was talking, and Chang Sheng had already taken action in the court.
After shouting loudly, Chang Sheng aimed at Prince Zhu and General Xu, waved his hands hard, and smashed the two yamen runners who were caught as shells and threw them out hard at the two people.
The two yamen runners flew out, and a faint layer of innate true energy left by Chang Sheng instantly hit the two men.
not good!
General Xu opened his mouth wide and looked at the innate true energy outside the body of the yamen runner in surprise. He was shocked. His body reflexed and suddenly shrank under the wooden table. Looking at the concentration of the innate true energy, he was not Chang Sheng's opponent!
By the way, General Jiang Heng, who was guarding the city gate, was killed by this fool. He was no match for General Jiang Heng, so he naturally could not beat this fool!
"bump!"
A yamen runner who was thrown out by Chang Sheng hit the table and made a loud noise. General Xu hid in response.
On the side, Prince Zhu, when he realized that the thrown yamen runners had already flew in front of him, and it was too late to hide.
"bump!"
With a sound, the yamen runners had not yet fallen on Prince Zhu's body, and his body first hit the table in front of Prince Zhu. With a touching sound, the strong impact force directly shocked the gavel and four treasures of the study on the table.
"Dong!"
After the heavy gavel was shaken up, his hands fell down and hit Prince Zhu's head. The wooden edges and corners immediately smashed a blood mark on Prince Zhu's head, and red blood flowed down his forehead.
Immediately following the gavel, the inkstone filled with ground ink flipped around the air, and it fell on Prince Zhu's head, with the bottom of the inkstone facing up and the face down. Suddenly, all the black ink poured down, like a painting of ink splashing, splashing the face of Prince Zhu's face.