There was chaos under the platform of Dacheng Palace.

Kong Zhaohuan's blood-spouting coma added a new fire to this chaos.

But all the chaos became quiet with Wang Lun's gunshot.

The double-barrel pistol gun in Wang Lun's hand was facing upwards, and a wisp of blue smoke had not yet dissipated. Everyone looked at him and his pistol, and then the situation quickly returned to its previous appearance.

"Everyone kneel down and worship me honestly. Who dares not kneel down? Let's see if he has his neck hard or his sword in his sect leader!"

Wang Lun's attack on the Kong family is far from over, and it can even be said that one wave has not yet been settled and another wave has started again.

Burning Confucius' teachings is not a big deal, after all, they have not smashed the stone carvings yet, right?

But changing the hairstyle for Confucius was too difficult for the Kong family to accept. This was a great shame to the Kong family, and it was no different from throwing feces on people's heads or digging people's ancestral graves.

But Wang Lun next asked them to give a big gift to the portrait of Confucius in the rat-tailed version of the money...

"Bullying people too much, bullying people too much..."

An old man couldn't help it immediately and pointed at Wang Lun and was about to scold him. Then another gunshot sounded.

Is there a double-barrel hand gun in his hand? It can be double-shot?

The old man's heart was right in the pellet, and blood immediately dyed the collar of his chest red. Without a single last word, the person yelled.

Several middle-aged and young people around him rushed up immediately, which showed that the old man also had children and grandchildren, and it was a bit of backbone to stand up while dragging a family behind him.

After all, the Kong family was about to be stepped into the pit by Wang Lun.

But Wang Lun was cold-blooded at this moment as if he was a beast, and he didn't give the old man more than a single look, so he waved his hand.

The Qingshui Cultivator immediately started to shout. "Kneel down quickly, kneel down..."

Even the middle-aged and young people who were lying on the dead old man cried bitterly, were driven back to their original positions by cold swords and guns, and they were so cold-blooded and ruthless.

Wang Lun stood next to Confucius' new portrait, avoiding everyone's worship, and was not at all unlucky.

The etiquette used during sacrifices is very different from the etiquette used during daily kneeling.

Maybe he no longer regards himself as a living person at this moment?

Since the Qingshui Sect entered Qufu City, Wang Lun's series of outputs have caused great damage to the Kong family's vitality.

Whether it is the public trial meeting or the revision of the old master, it will not be able to disappear in a short while.

Even if the Qingshui Sect will be killed by the Qing army soon, the public trial meeting and the rat-tail version of the old Master will sweep across the country in the shortest time like the howling north wind in winter. It will take root and sprout in the hearts of every person who has heard of it. Perhaps most people do not have the conditions for the "this seedling" to grow vigorously, but there are so many people in the world, and there will always be some people who are suitable for seedling growth in their hearts?

Whether considering it now or in the long run, this will be an irreparable damage to the Kong family in Qufu.

Although Kong Zhaohuan was not very capable, he could still see this. That was why His Highness Dacheng was so angry that he vomited blood and fell into a coma. That was true qi.

Of course, now thinking about it, this is also an excellent solution.

After all, he can't kneel down no matter what.

Otherwise, not only will the Kong family be completely nailed to the pillar of shame, but the capital will be dissatisfied.

But now the Kong family can at least recover a little bit of face, use his vomiting blood to fall into a coma, and use one clan to die.

Mrs. Cheng stood beside the bed and looked at Kong Zhaohuan with a worried look on her face, crying silently.

She is Kong Zhaohuan's second wife, and her father is Cheng Yan, the right assistant minister of the Ministry of Personnel.

Kong Zhaohuan's original wife's surname is Chen, with a single name of Zhu. Her great-grandfather is Chen Shi, the Minister of Works and Rites. Her grandfather is the Grand Secretary of Wenyuan Pavilion. She has the title of Chen Shiguan. Well, she is the Chen Shiguan from Haining.

From the Chen family, Cheng family and Yu family, you can see the standard of marriage between the Kong family. The woman's posture is so prominent!

"master……"

Kong Zhaohuan woke up and alarmed Cheng as soon as he woke up. After the latter's instant surprise, the tears flowed even more.

Because in the short time when Kong Zhaohuan was in a coma, the Qingshui Sect demon had something wrong again, and it was a huge thing.

However, Kong Zhaohuan is now like a sick chicken. How dare she be excited again? If she really can't stand her life, how can she live?

Since marrying into the Kong family, Cheng has certainly been able to enjoy wealth and prosperity, but she doesn't even have a child. She is only in her twenties now, and she is not much older than Kong Xianpei, but she doesn't want to be a widow at a young age.

But don't say...

Cheng didn't dare either.

The Qingshui Sect is going to dig the ancestral tomb of the old Kong family. If you don’t tell Kong Zhaohuan, the contemporary Yan Shenggong, that the latter can forgive her easily after she knows it?

And I can't hide this matter even if I want to.

Since the demon Wang Lun shouted that he would dig the graves of the six ancestors, let alone whether the entire Qufu was exploded, but the Kong family exploded. Many clan elders were waiting outside. They didn't dare to take Wang Lun's knife, so they could only come to Kong Zhaohuan to cry for their ancestors.

The sky falls and the sky is high and it is a truth that will never change for thousands of years.

Who is the best among the Kong family?

It must be Kong Zhaohuan, the contemporary Yansheng Gong.

Didn’t you see that the cruel and tyrannical demons like Wang Lun didn’t do anything like Kong Zhaohuan?

Now the Kong Mansion has been seized by the demon Wang Lun, but Kong Zhaohuan and Cheng are still well arranged. Even if they are in the side courtyard, they are better than losing their lives, right?

"What?"

Kong Zhaohuan's whole face instantly turned blood red. Is this demon Wang Lun really going to dig his own ancestral grave?

"How dare he do this, how dare he do this?"

Kong Zhaohuan was heartbroken and was about to collapse at this moment.

His hands and feet were numb, his blood was coagulated, and his heart was about to suffocate. The huge sorrow, the unimaginable sorrow seemed to have a sharp knife stabbed her heart, and all his internal organs were broken.

Blood flowed with the corners of his mouth...

Kong Zhaohuan wanted to speak, but he tried his best to speak, but he couldn't speak again. A mouthful of blood spurted out again.

"master……"

Cheng's extremely sharp scream immediately alarmed the Kong family's elders and the Kong family's younger brothers like Yan Xi'an.

Many people have not yet been forced into it, and Cheng's hysterical shouts have spread throughout the front and back halls. This is a side courtyard with not a large space. You can hear the front hall when you speak louder and the back room. Then the sound in the back is higher, and you can also hear the front hall.
Chapter completed!