Daqin's voice was stolen by Yingzheng at the beginning

Chapter 52 Young Master Has a Way to Heal Ulcers
Wang Jian stood up, cupped his hands and said:
"Your Majesty, I think Lang Zhongling was wronged."

"Although Lang Zhongling is unrestrained, he can clearly distinguish right from wrong. He is definitely not that kind of stupid person."

Wang Ben immediately echoed:

"That's right Your Majesty, there must be some misunderstanding in this, and I hope Your Majesty will calm down."

The first emperor was so angry.

"Enough, do you think I'm blind? Look at my forehead, he was hit by that bastard."

"Why did he hit him while riding a horse?"

Roaring loudly, drooling all over the sky.

Wang Jian and his son were also dizzy, even though they knew it was true.

But seeing it with my own eyes, it's completely different things.

"Your Majesty, appease your anger. In your opinion, you might as well make plans tomorrow."

Wang Jian still wanted to protect him, and at the same time he scolded Wu Zizhong for the eighteenth generation in his heart.

But already standing on Wu Zizhong's boat, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go down.

"Your Majesty, it's better to do this. Your servant first ask Lang Zhongling."

"If it's Lang Zhongling making trouble for no reason, I, Wang Jian, will take his head without His Majesty's action."

"If there are other reasons, let His Majesty decide at that time."

Seeing Wang Jian's voice, Shi Huang knew that it was impossible to take down Wu Zizhong tonight.

Today, the famous generals of the Great Qin Dynasty belong to Wang Jianwei with the strongest reputation.

As long as Wang Jian is still there, Daqin will be stable.

The four war gods of the Great Qin Dynasty left one after another, and only Wang Jian was still alive.

The first emperor can't chill Wang Jian's heart.

"Okay, I'll give you some face, at most tomorrow, if you don't give me a satisfactory answer, then don't blame me for being rude."

After speaking, Emperor Shihuang shook his sleeves and left.

Watching the back of the first emperor leaving, Wang Jian wiped off his sweat.

"Damn Lang Zhongling, I'll fuck your ancestors."

Wang Ben is also ugly:
"Father, what should I do now?"

"What else can I do? Immediately ask someone to investigate what Lang Zhongling did in the harem and what caused it, and investigate overnight."

After speaking, Wang Jian also turned and left.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night in the harem.

The young master Fusu knelt outside the cold palace, his heart pierced like a knife.

At the same time, he hated Wu Zizhong to the core, his mother was wronged, and there was nothing he could do to help Su.

On the other side, Hu Hai also accompanied Concubine Hu Ji, looking at the scars on her body.

Hu Hai was so angry that he wished he could kill Wu Zizhong immediately.

But when they learned that the God of War, Wang Jian, wanted to protect Wu Zizhong, they all died down in an instant.

The God of War Wang Jian is not something they can shake.

War God Mansion, Wu Zizhong was afraid after a while.

"What is this? Misfortune fell from the sky?"

When Wu Zizhong was depressed, the gate of God of War Mansion was directly kicked open by Wang Jian.

"Lang Zhongling, I'm drafting the master, get me over here."

Seeing that Wang Jian was furious, he was still holding a whip in his hand.

Wu Zizhong immediately sensed that something was wrong and wanted to run away.

"You stop for me, if you dare to run, I will break your dog legs."

As a result, Wu Zizhong stopped abruptly.

"Haha, what about Wang Jian, why are you so angry at night?"

"Beware of the fire and hurt your body, I finally saved you, so don't hang up."

When Wang Jian, who was already angry, heard this, he immediately added fuel to the fire.

"Bastard, I beat you to death today."

As he said that, the whip in his hand came over.

"Damn it, Wang Jian, are you so crazy that you dare to hit your own savior."

"Bah, are you still saving your benefactor? Lang Zhongling, I almost fought with His Majesty to save you tonight, why are you so embarrassed to mention it?"

Wang Jian's anger came out even more.

As soon as he grabbed Wu Zizhong and pressed him on the bench, he was about to suck his ass.

The frightened Wuzi Zhong yelled:
"Wang Jian, how dare you beat me, you will regret it for the rest of your life."

"Fuck, I, Wang Jian, never regret what I do. Today, I will kill you bastard first."

"Snapped--."

"what--."

After a long while, seeing Wu Zizhong lying on the ground poking his ass, Wang Jian calmed down.

"Hmph, aren't you capable? Run, keep running?"

Wu Zizhong rubbed his ass.

Tears came out.

"Wang Jian, are you really hitting me? It hurts me to death."

"What? How dare you speak hard? It seems that you haven't beaten enough."

As he said that, Wang Jian was about to start again, so scared that Wu Zizhong immediately begged for mercy.

"I was wrong, stop hitting."

"Hmph, are you wrong? What's wrong?"

Wang Jian sat down, Wu Zizhong was also stunned:
"Yeah, what's wrong with me? I'm right."

When Wang Jian heard this, he was immediately surprised.

"Ah? You are still stubborn, no, you still have to fight."

As he spoke, he wanted to hit again, which frightened Wu Zizhong.

"Don't don't, I know I'm wrong, what the hell do I know."

"Hmph, okay, tell me what's wrong with you?"

At this moment, Wu Zizhong beat him up, with snot and tears.

"I was wrong. I shouldn't think about the life and death of the frontline soldiers. I shouldn't think about them. I was wrong."

"Snapped--."

Wang Jian slapped the table.

"You bastard, what the hell are you talking about the generals of Daqin? Okay, then tell me about it."

"I promised His Majesty that if you can't say one, two, three, I will cut off your head myself."

These words made Wu Zizhong shrink his head in fright.

"Okay, Wang Jian, I ask you, every time there is a war, how many people die?"

"Hmph, how can there be an immortal in a war? You think that the soldiers of the Great Qin Dynasty are invulnerable."

Wang Jian glared angrily, isn't this a question of idiots?

"No, I'm asking you, the real cause of death is the most?"

"Of course it's a sore."

Swelling and sores are inflammation and infection of wounds, leading to no cure, and painful death.

"That's not right."

What can he do?Wang Jian was depressed.

"What does the sergeant's sore have to do with you tonight?"

"Fuck, of course it's related, I know how to treat swelling and ulcers."

"puff--."

When Wang Jian, who was drinking tea, heard this, he squirted it out.

"Ahem, cough, what are you talking about? Can you treat swelling and ulcers?"

"What? Doesn't it look like it?"

Wang Jian didn't speak. If he hadn't experienced it himself before, Wang Jian might not believe it.

But it's different now, Wu Zizhong rescued all those who were half dead.

Now Wang Jian is really not sure, what if there is really a way?

Wang Jian immediately calmed down and became very serious.

"Lang Zhongling, this is not a trivial matter, what is going on, tell me quickly."

(End of this chapter)