Chapter 1482 Extreme humiliation, Chen Pingping’s execution, death by a thousand cuts
Seeing that no one came forward, Zhou Chen turned his attention back to the miserable Emperor Qing.
"Did you see that you, the emperor, really failed?"
He was stepped on by Zhou Chen, his limbs and limbs were cut off, and even the most important proof of a man was cut off by Zhou Chen in front of so many people.
This is a great shame and humiliation for any man, let alone the emperor who reigns supreme in the world. Being humiliated by Zhou Chen is a hundred times more uncomfortable than killing him.
It's just that no matter how angry he is and how much he wants to kill Zhou Chen, now that he has become a useless person, he has no chance at all.
Emperor Qing had not encountered setbacks in his life. In the beginning, his overbearing zhenqi broke through, causing damage to the muscles and veins all over his body. He was paralyzed in bed and had to be served by others to eat, drink, and defecate.
But the setback he suffered today was even greater than that time, because at that time he at least had many loyal subordinates who could guarantee his safety.
But now, he was clearly humiliated by Zhou Chen in front of his sons and ministers, but no one rescued him, not even his sons stepped forward.
Although he also understands that even if someone steps forward, Zhou Chen cannot be stopped, but a selfish person like him will not consider this. He will only think that these people did not save him. If he can live, he must take these things into consideration in the future.
He killed everyone, including his own son.
"Zhou Chen, I will never..."
"boom!"
Zhou Chen raised his foot and stomped hard on Emperor Qing's face again, making him unable to say the following words.
"Still leaving me here, my, my, I have never heard of any emperor having eunuchs since ancient times. Li Yunqian, you have set a precedent."
These words simply rubbed salt into Emperor Qing's wounds. He struggled with all his strength, but no matter how hard he struggled or howled, he could not break free from Zhou Chen's control.
"Why are you so anxious? This has just begun. Your howling sound is too unpleasant. Let me help you."
A cold light flashed in Zhou Chen's eyes, and he stepped on Emperor Qing's face with his foot, forcing Emperor Qing to open his mouth. Then, with a flash of sword light, half of Emperor Qing's tongue fell out of his mouth.
The tongue was cut off, causing Emperor Qing's mouth to be filled with blood. His eyes widened in excitement, and his pupils turned blood red. However, this time he could not speak. He could only whimper and wail like a mute.
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The hearts of everyone present were beating wildly. They had seen bold people, but they had never seen such bold ones.
Everyone knows how to torture people. In fact, punishments like Zhou Chen's are not considered light, but there are countless more cruel ones.
But the problem is that the person being tortured by Zhou Chen is Emperor Qing, the most powerful country in the world and the lord of Qing. It is absolutely unprecedented for an emperor to suffer such torture.
The vast majority of people were uneasy and full of fear of Zhou Chen, but there were a few people who showed inexplicable expressions and tortured the emperor. This is a famous scene that you will never see in your life.
Make people feel excited.
Everyone was angry but dared not speak. In the end, Fan Xian stood up. He ignored Fan Jian's pull and walked out again.
"Mr. Zhou."
This time, Zhou Chen did not react as violently as before, because after torturing Emperor Qing, the unhappiness in his heart had weakened a bit.
"Why, you want to plead for your biological father again?"
Fan Xian said in a deep voice: "I know that the resentment in your heart will never go away, but Your Majesty is already like this. Your resentment should be dissipated. If you must kill someone, please give Your Majesty a happy life."
"Uh, uh, ah..."
When Emperor Qing heard Fan Xian's words, instead of being grateful, he howled excitedly at Fan Xian. Even though he had become so miserable, he still didn't want to die. Only when people are alive can there be hope.
Zhou Chen chuckled and said: "Did you see that your biological father doesn't seem to appreciate your favor? Well, considering that we have a special friendship, it's not that I can't give you face. It's just because of me that time
Too many people have died. If I spare him so cheaply, I would be sorry for those who died for me."
Seeing that there was room for maneuver in the matter, Fan Xian immediately asked, "What conditions do you have, sir? You can tell us directly."
Zhou Chen said in a cold tone: "I can leave his life to your decision."
"What's the meaning?"
"Back then, he framed me for assassination and treason. For this reason, a total of 1,269 people related to me were killed. My demands were not high, one life and one knife, as long as he could bear the 1,260
If he survives nine cuts, I can let him go."
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar, and Fan Xian looked extremely ugly.
"Sir, you are forcing someone to do something difficult. How can anyone endure more than a thousand cuts?"
Zhou Chen shrugged and said: "Then it has nothing to do with me. It was you who begged for mercy for him. I gave you the conditions. Whether you can do it or not has nothing to do with me. I just chopped him sixteen times in total, which is
He said he still had one thousand two hundred and fifty-three dollars left."
"And I have another request. If you five princes do it, I can give you a discount, half the price."
The prince, the eldest prince, the second prince, the third prince, including Fan Xian, there were five people in total, all of whom had pale faces.
What a joke, let them do it themselves. If word spreads that they would use the knife on their biological father, they would probably be scolded to death by the world's literati.
"No, Your Majesty is Gu's father. How could Gu use a knife to his father? Gu would rather..."
The prince looked sad and was about to say that he would rather use the knife on himself than on his father, but he stopped in a hurry.
Because he suddenly remembered that he was facing Zhou Chen. If he really said this and angered Zhou Chen, Zhou Chen would probably give him a few blows. After all, Zhou Chen dared to attack even his father, so how could he be afraid of him?
A mere prince.
The second prince glanced at the prince with disdain. He was very disdainful of this sanctimonious younger brother. He really wanted to build a memorial arch as a showman.
The third prince wanted to speak, but was blocked by the eldest prince. He could see that Zhou Chen did not want to let Emperor Qing go. At this time, no matter how much they said, they could not change Zhou Chen's mind.
Fan Xian clenched his fists, thinking that knowing Zhou Chen's origins, they would have more in common and even have a better relationship.
But Zhou Chen obviously didn't want to give him face and let Emperor Qing go.
"Why, you don't want to? In fact, you have another choice, which is to kill me. As long as you can kill me, you can do whatever you want."
It's a good idea, but at this time, no one dared to nod. Just kidding, this is a great master. Even if they come together, they will probably be killed by Zhou Chen in a short time.
"I come!"
Suddenly, a loud and steady voice sounded. Everyone looked for the voice in shock, and then in their incredible eyes, they saw a shadow pushing Chen Pingping and slowly walking over.
"Dean Chen?"
Chen Pingping's appearance really exceeded many people's expectations, because Chen Pingping did not come to attend the chrysanthemum appreciation meeting today, but now she is.
Chen Pingping did not look at the others, but came to Zhou Chen.
"Zhou Chen, there is no need to embarrass others. How about I carry out the execution of these one thousand two hundred and fifty-three swords?"
Zhou Chen looked at Chen Pingping. He came at the right time. What he just said was just on the spur of the moment. Chen Pingping wanted to seize the opportunity to take over.
"Okay, one thousand, two hundred and fifty-three blows, you have to draw blood. After one thousand, two hundred and fifty-three blows, I won't care about his life or death."
"good."
Chen Pingping immediately agreed. He had waited for twenty years and finally waited for this day. He would not let go of this opportunity no matter what.
A dagger suddenly appeared in the shadow's hand and was handed to Chen Pingping. Chen Pingping took the dagger but did not take action immediately. Instead, she turned to face the princes.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince, Your Highness the Second Highness, Your Highness the Grand Highness, Your Highness the Third Highness, the old minister has no choice but to do so today, but before that, the old minister has decided to pass on the position of director of the inspection institute to Fan Xian. From now on, Fan Xian will be the inspector.
The dean of the Chaoyuan also asked the four highnesses to be witnesses."
The princes and others all looked at each other.
"Dean Chen, the position of dean of the inspection institute shouldn't be passed on so simply, right?" the prince couldn't help but said.
Chen Pingping said calmly: "If the prince is unwilling, then these one thousand two hundred and fifty-three swords will be handed over to the prince for execution."
When the prince heard this, he waved his hands in shock. Let alone one thousand two hundred and fifty-three swords, even if he just stabbed Emperor Qing in public, it would be difficult for him to ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor.
"No, no need, Dean Chen is the dean of the inspection institute, you have the final say, you have the final say."
Even the prince said so, and the second prince and others did not object. It was just that the second prince was in a bad mood. If Fan Xian became the dean of the inspection institute, given their relationship, Fan Xian would definitely become him.
The biggest stumbling block to becoming emperor.
But even so, he didn't say anything. No matter how difficult Fan Xian was to deal with, he could still find a way, but only if Emperor Qing died today would he have a chance to compete with the prince.
"Dean."
"Chen Pingping."
Fan Xian, Fan Jian and his son both looked at Chen Pingping with serious expressions. Chen Pingping looked at them, did not speak, and just nodded.
To be continued...