Kill or behead whatever you want

"Shen Liuzhen!"

Shi Yuwu Lei came out and stood on the high steps not far away with several young attendants and palace maids. He looked at Shen Liuzhen, who was leaning facelessly on the pillars below, and shouted, feeling a little surprised in his heart.

People who were taught by Xie's family, whether they are proud or pedantic, always pay special attention to etiquette and manners in front of others, and Shen Liuzhen naturally does the same.

He usually stood respectfully by the corridor. When he saw anyone passing by, he would not forget to show his sweet dimples and cup his hands to say hello.

What's going on today? He's hanging on the pillar like a paralyzed man, with his back to everyone, showing no image or etiquette at all?

When Shen Liuzhen heard the call, he quickly stood up straight, turned his head and saw that it was Ulei. He quickly used Confucian etiquette again, with a habitual smile on his face, and said:

"My grandson, you have come out... I have violated the rules of the common people, please forgive me."

He seemed to be in a trance, and his face was paler than usual. He raised his hand as if he just realized that he was still holding a letter in his hand, and he quickly folded the letter and stuffed it into his sleeve.

Ulay looked at him, walked down the steps step by step, raised his chin slightly and asked: "Why are you like this? What happened?"

Shen Liuzhen lowered his head, his voice weak but still steady: "Everyone is fine, thank you for your concern."

Seeing that he was unwilling to say anything, Ulei rolled his eyes towards the sky and was too lazy to continue asking, so he said:

"Then let's go to class. The master is still waiting."

"Yes..." Shen Liuzhen responded, turned around and calmly said to Liu Qinbing who was standing behind him, "Brother Liu, please go back first. We will talk about other things later."

Although Liu Qinbing was a little confused, he still responded as usual and left.

Shen Liuzhen followed Ulei, forcing himself to brace himself to deal with it, but he still got distracted.

In class, the Taifu who was responsible for teaching Confucian classics suddenly asked:

"Shen Liuzhen...do you know?"

Shen Liuzhen sat upright, but his expression was in a trance and his eyes were not focused. Even when the Tutor called him, he did not respond.

"Shen Liuzhen! I'm calling you!" Ulei turned his head, frowned, and reminded him again.

Shen Liuzhen's big eyes regained some light from the despairing blackness. He looked at the Taifu standing in front, quickly got up from his seat, and saluted respectfully and apologetically. said:

"Master, forgive me...you...what did you just ask?"

The Taifu was a Han Chinese, and Shen Liuzhen liked him very much for his erudition and strong memory, so he was not angry, but sighed and asked:

"What's wrong with you today? Why are you so restless?"

Shen Liuzhen's face was pale, and his lips moved but before he spoke, he heard another reading from Ulei next to him. He'an, the grandson of the Xianbei tribe, snorted coldly and asked loudly in a provocative tone:

"Your father is dead?!"

Shen Liuzhen felt his heart skip a beat, and then he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. A burst of cold air came out of his heart... and it turned into fire when it surged to the top of his head.

His chest was heaving violently. He lowered his head modestly, turned his head and looked up at the troublemaker. He was completely different from his usual cautious and self-possessed appearance. He bit his cheek and stared at a pair of big eyes. It's full of anger.

He'an was a little surprised to see him like this, but he didn't take it seriously. He usually found too many things about Shen Liuzhen. He thought that he was just a coward who could only say "right, right, right", so he got angry again. What can be done?

If it weren't for the fact that His Majesty personally brought him all the way to be Ulay's companion, they would have beaten him many times.

Look at his face, the way he looks is not pleasing to the eye!

"Hmph..." He An sneered and continued to add fuel to the fire, "Look what I did? Did I say something wrong? Didn't your father die? You look like this?"

Shen Liuzhen's mind went blank, he picked up the inkstone on the desk and threw it towards He'an!

The sleeves of his broad Confucian scholar's robe spread out in the air with the waving arms, like a huge fan. The inkstone passed by in the air, and the black ink splashed in the air. In an instant, it splashed all over the school, vividly. It shows the anger unleashed by a weak scholar.

He An was hit by an inkstone on his shoulder and screamed in pain. He got up instantly and rushed towards Shen Liuzhen. The two of them struggled together.

Ulay was sitting at the front, turning his head to look at this scene, subconsciously raising his arms to cover his face, his eyes were shaking, and he only had one thought in his mind:

Shen Liuzhen...he is crazy...

After the Tutor struggled to separate the two of them, everyone saw for the first time Shen Liuzhen's stubborn side, as stubborn as a donkey and as generous as a knife.

At this time, they couldn't help but sigh and wonder: Could it be that his usual gentle, jade-like, modest and gentlemanly appearance, like an innocent and harmless deer, was all just an act?

Ulei stood there with his eyes lowered and looked at Shen Liuzhen, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face, with his hair in a messy bun and nosebleeds all over his face.

Seeing him slumped on the ground without any image, his eyes still staring at He An opposite him, looking like he was unconvinced and wanted to fight again, he finally asked in confusion:

"Shen Liuzhen...are you crazy?"

Shen Liuzhen glanced at Ulei with his big eyes, then quickly moved away, flipping his sleeves and crossing his legs, and said:

"I'm just crazy! I feel free to kill or chop him into pieces."

At this time, He'an was so angry that he cursed: "Fuck! I just said one thing, he is like a mad dog?! As for that?! The direct emperor's grandson must not let him go easily!"

He An touched the broken skin on his chin and grinned in pain.

He was not injured as badly as Shen Liuzhen.

Shen Liuzhen has been weak in martial arts since he was a child, not to mention that He'an comes from a barbarian tribe like Xianbei that values ​​physical strength and force, and basically grew up fighting.

To say that he couldn't defeat Shen Liuzhen was simply impossible...but he still felt a little frightened.

Because Shen Liuzhen is really evil. Even though he is usually frail and good-looking like a girl, when he hits someone, he doesn't care about it, as if he is not afraid of pain at all...

"Mad dog!" He An touched his extremely painful chin and swollen cheeks and hissed, then cursed again at Shen Liuzhen.

Shen Liuzhen turned his face, pointed directly at him and shouted:

"Damn you, you are a bitch! You are so shameless! I support you with such a good face every day, but you feel uncomfortable, and you have to get punched twice by others?! I grew up being beaten, are you afraid of you?!"

He'an raised his eyes to look at Ulei, pointed at Shen Liuzhen and said: "The direct grandson of the emperor..." He looked like "look at him" and wanted Ulei to make the decision for him.

Ulei looked at Shen Liuzhen with a somewhat speechless expression on his face. He wanted to laugh but felt it was inappropriate, so he said with a strange expression:

"You can talk about something as shameful as being beaten with such arrogance... Shen Liuzhen, I think you are the only one in the world."

The Taifu was also anxious at this time, fearing that Shen Liuzhen would cause death, but he couldn't speak directly in front of this room of Xianbei nobles, so he persuaded him: "Shen Liuzhen, please stop talking. Let's just say, this kind of behavior goes against the upbringing of a gentleman..."
Chapter completed!