Chang Chenghui was very thin and frail, with a jade crutch under his palm and a sarcastic smile on his face.
Yu Tianlun quickly stood up and bent down.
After walking up, Chang Chenghui went straight to the main seat. After sitting down, he looked at Chu Qing.
"Are you the fourth brother's pro-military leader?"
Chang Chenghui's voice was hoarse, like the voice when he got up after a hangover and spoke.
Chu Qing instantly recognized the number. There were only two people who were famous in the whole capital and were on crutches.
The first one was himself, but Chu Qing was only temporary and had regained his ability to jump two months ago. The second one was, of course, King Yong Chang Chenghui.
There was no surprise on Chu Qing's face. He stood up and saluted with his hands in hand.
"Chu Qing, I have met His Highness King Yong."
Chang Chenghui picked up a piece of green tofu with his chopsticks and threw it on Chu Qing's chest.
Chu Qing's smile remained unchanged, and even Fu San, who was standing behind him, didn't make any move.
It was obviously a very insulting move, but Chang Chenghui looked like he was joking and said with a chuckle: "I have never seen you before. Fourth brother is always like this. I don't know when something pops up. man of."
Chang Chenghui pointed to the wine glass, and Yu Tianlun quickly poured a glass of wine for the former.
Raising his head and pouring the drink into his mouth, Chang Chenghui raised the cup again and threw it gently.
The wine glass rolled to the ground and fell by the window. Chang Chenghui uttered one word - pick it up.
Chu Qing walked over without saying a word, bent down to pick up the wine glass, and placed it respectfully in front of Chang Chenghui.
"What a good dog for my heavenly family."
Yu Tianlun's expression changed slightly, but Chu Qing still had the same smiling expression.
Chang Chenghui laughed loudly, then pointed to the stool: "Sit down."
Chu Qing sat back on the stool, looked at Yu Tianlun, and said with a smile: "Since Mr. Yu invited His Highness King Yong to come, why didn't you inform him in advance? If I had known, I wouldn't have come empty-handed."
Looking at Chu Qing's harmless face and his smiling eyes, Yu Tianlun felt a panic for no reason.
He thought Chu Qing would be annoyed, angry, and flip the table, but Chu Qing just smiled.
It was precisely because of his smile that Yu Tianlun always felt a sense of panic for no reason.
"Zhenghe." King Yong said slightly reproachfully: "I still think he has three heads and six arms. He is so scary as he said, but he is just a white-faced young man. He is not as vicious as you said."
"Your Highness, thousands of cavalry camps monitor hundreds of officials, and it is human nature for subordinates to be afraid."
"That's right. How can the dog raised by my fourth brother not be vicious?"
Chang Chenghui looked at Chu Qing with a distressed expression: "Why aren't you being vicious? A vicious dog should be punished."
Chu Qing smiled and said: "I don't dare to be cruel in front of His Highness."
"No, be fierce."
Chang Chenghui leaned forward and suddenly barked "Woo", like a vicious dog barking, and then burst out laughing again.
While laughing, Chang Chenghui slapped the table: "Quickly, let me show you the fierce one and the fierce one."
"Don't dare be cruel in front of His Highness."
With a "bang", the wine glass was thrown at Chu Qing's feet. Chang Chenghui said coldly: "I want you to be cruel!"
The wine glass shattered and the wine splashed Chu Qing's leg.
Raising his head, Chu Qing's smile grew stronger: "I wonder how cruel it is for His Highness King Yong to be demoted?"
"Just as you are cruel to me as you are to Zhenghe, come on, show me how cruel you are in front of me."
Chu Qing looked at Yu Tianlun with confusion on his face: "Master Yu, am I more cruel than you?"
The tone was gentle, but Yu Tianlun didn't dare to look at Chu Qing for some reason, and subconsciously looked at Chang Chenghui.
"Be bold!"
Chang Chenghui slapped the table: "I asked you to be cruel. You are deaf, but you still look down on me."
"Xiaguan doesn't dare. If he sits with King Yong and Lord Yu, he will always feel inferior because he is not perverted enough. I am a person with a strong mouth and cannot be fierce."
"How powerful is your mouth?" Chang Chengke looked interested: "Okay, then let me show you how powerful your mouth is."
"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey orders." Chu Qing frowned, as if thinking, and his eyes lit up after a moment: "Your Highness King Yong, I heard that when you became famous in the battle, you led the dead soldiers to the palace, but you were killed by the Supreme Emperor. The concubine chased her all over the palace, right?"
"What did you say?"
Chang Chenghui's expression changed drastically, and he pointed at Chu Qing: "How dare you insult me?"
Chu Qing shrugged with an innocent face: "Don't you want to see something? Oh, by the way, why do the courtiers call you the deposed prince? Are you the deposed prince or the useless prince?"
"Chu Qing!" Yu Tianlun suddenly stood up: "Do you want to die?"
Chang Chenghui's face, which was still pale, instantly turned to blood. He was so angry that the Three Corpse Gods jumped: "You are looking for death."
The crutch hit the stone table heavily, and the next second, the sound of rapid footsteps was heard. One after another, big and round-waisted men in black ran up. There were at least a dozen of them. In the blink of an eye, Chu Qing was swept away. He and Fu San surrounded him.
Fu San touched the knife on his lower back, counted it, looked at Chu Qing, and said with a hint of helplessness: "Master, there are more than five people."
Chu Qing showed no fear and looked directly at Chang Chenghui: "You are so brave. Even the emperor's own army commander dares to ambush you."
Yu Tianlun also showed a shocked expression and turned to look at Chang Chenghui: "Your Highness, this..."
Looking at Yu Tianlun's appearance, it was obvious that he didn't know that Chang Chenghui had ambushed his men.
"Zhenghe." Chang Chenghui pointed at Chu Qing with his crutch and yelled fiercely: "Don't you want to get rid of this person? I, the king, will do as you wish."
"But...but he is the Emperor's personal soldier!"
"Zhenghe, Zhenghe, Zhenghe, why are you always so timid?"
Chang Chenghui stood up on crutches and looked at Chu Qing jokingly: "Although I am a noble nobleman of Tianhuang, killing you will cause a lot of trouble, but if you cut off your hands and feet, the emperor will not do anything to me."
Chu Qing looked strange: "Your Highness, I am very curious, really very curious. Please ask you, you hurt me, why do you think the emperor can't do anything to you?"
"No, it was you who hurt me."
Chang Chenghui stretched out his finger, and a palace guard pulled out the long knife and handed it to the former.
Holding the long knife, Chang Chenghui turned away, gritted his teeth, sucked in the cold air, and even closed his eyes. Then, under Chu Qing's shocked gaze, he actually pointed the long knife's edge at his leg.
The sword flashed, and there was blood, and blood spattered.
Chang Chenghui, who had stabbed himself, screamed in pain. A palace guard took out the medicine cloth with an expressionless face, knelt on the ground and started to bandage Chang Chenghui to stop the bleeding.
Chu Qing was completely stunned, too shocked to say a word.
Chang Chenghui, who was breathing cold air, sat on a stool, pointed at Chu Qing and shouted: "You attacked my king, my king's guard, and hurt you. The emperor, what can you do to me, hahahaha."
The sound of laughter was full of madness.
Yu Tianlun's face was filled with fear.
This was not what he planned at all.
