I'm Actually The Big Villain In The Book

Chapter 94

Wei Changtian!

Like thunder on the ground, although the three words are not loud, they make everyone's heads buzz.

These days there is no Internet, and there is no camera technology.

The big guys have only heard of Wei Changtian's name, but they don't know what he looks like.

In many people's imaginations, there is a high probability that such a lawless evil boy will have a violent and ferocious face, and perhaps a bit of a wretched image.

Who would have thought that the handsome and suave son-in-law in front of him was actually the only son of the Wei family who killed the prime minister, Wei Changtian!

"This this……"

The fat county magistrate stood up abruptly, and asked Liang Zhen for proof with a look of astonishment on his face: "Liang, Mr. Liang... Is he really the son of the Wei family?"

It may be because he was too surprised at the moment, the fat county magistrate didn't pay attention to the title for a while, and even directly exposed Liang Zhen's identity.

Commander?

This Master Liang turned out to be the commander-in-chief of Shuzhou? !

Although everyone present had guessed that Liang Zhen must be a certain important figure, they never expected that he was a high-ranking official at the same level as the governor!

Good guy! What the hell is going on tonight?

First, Liang Zhen and Peng Benzhihao threw nearly 20,000 taels of silver just to fight for Su Yu's "first night".

Then it was everyone in the Song Dynasty who wrote a poem worth a thousand pieces of gold.

Who would have thought that he just scolded Wei Changtian a few words casually, and in the end the rightful owner came out.

Now there is another commander-in-chief!

There were so many surprises at once that everyone became a little numb, and they all froze in place, not knowing who to look at at the moment.

But Liang Zhen didn't care about everyone's gaze, and he didn't pay attention to the Fat County Magistrate.

He first looked at Song Zhengming whose face turned blue and white, and then asked Wei Changtian.

"Chang Tian, ​​what do you plan to do with this person?"

Warriors have looked down on literati since ancient times, not to mention that the two sides have completely torn faces, so he is also unequivocal, with a murderous tone in his tone.

In a word, the temperature in the Xiulou seems to have entered the cold winter in an instant.

And no matter how proud Song Zhengming was as a literati, he shuddered unconsciously at this moment, and subconsciously cried out:

"You, what are you going to do!"

"What are you doing?"

Wei Changtian nodded at Liang Zhen, signaling him to handle the matter, and then walked towards Song Zhengming step by step.

"Stability" and "forbearance" are two concepts.

Although Wei Changtian is always seeking "stability" when dealing with things now, he is not a person who can "be patient" no matter before or after time-traveling.

Since you dare to scold me, and I happened to overhear you, then you have to pay a price.

Five feet, four feet, three feet...

Wei Changtian's walking speed was not fast, and his steps were not heavy.

But every step he took was like stepping on Song Zhengming's heartbeat, making the latter's breathing more rapid.

"Boom!"

Wei Changtian kicked the table between the two of them, and Song Zhengming's uncontrollable legs gave way, and he was so frightened that he fell back on the chair again.

It was also fortunate that there was this chair, otherwise he might have fallen directly to the ground.

Everyone who had been hiding for a long time became a little surprised after seeing this scene, maybe they couldn't understand why a great scribe would behave so cowardly.

They couldn't fully empathize with Song Zhengming's pressure and inner fear at the moment.

After all, there are very few people who can not change their faces when their lives are in danger.

"Layman Song..."

With a bang, Wei Changtian crushed a teacup and stood still in front of Song Zhengming.

He lowered his head slightly, with a sneer on his face.

"I'm talking to you but you're sitting down. Didn't your parents teach you etiquette?"

"you!"

Qi and blood surged up, and Song Zhengming's face flushed instantly.

It's just that he was trembling for a long time and didn't say anything. In the end, Wei Changtian waved his hands boredly, and continued:

"Forget it, I'm not as particular as you. You can sit if you want."

"But just now you scolded me in public, what should we do about it?"

"I……"

Song Zhengming was speechless for a while.

If he had known that Wei Changtian was here, he wouldn't have said those words even if he was killed.

But now that the situation is like this, there are only two options before him.

Beg for mercy, or rather die than surrender.

The former has a certain chance of surviving, but for the rest of his life, he is doomed not to be able to hold his head up again. It is estimated that he will be poked at the spine and ridiculed for the rest of his life.

As for the latter... one can only bet that Wei Changtian would not dare to kill himself in full view, after all, the incident of "killing the prime minister" has not passed, and Wei Changtian himself said that he does not want to cause trouble now.

Taking a step back, if you choose the second path, even if you really die, you will still have a good reputation.

Whether to bear the humiliation and live, or to die to show one's ambition... Song Zhengming gritted his teeth, and soon made a decision.

"If you speak out, you will pour out the water!"

Although his legs were still weak and he couldn't stand up, his back straightened a lot. He stared at Wei Changtian and shouted righteously:

"Curse it, just scold it! What can I do?!"

"What I just said is what all people in the world think!"

"If you don't want to listen, you can kill or cut whatever you want! I will never frown!"

Song Zhengming's performance finally made others admire him, and even Wei Changtian was slightly surprised.

However, he quickly returned to the half-smile look just now, and said calmly:

"Song Layman is really proud, but he is too self-righteous."

"What the people think... how can you represent the people?"

"Hmph! Fairness rests in the hearts of the people! Right and wrong have their own opinions!"

Song Zhengming pressed the armrest of the chair, and finally stood up: "Young Master Wei, you don't know what kind of person you are in the hearts of the people in this world, right?!"

"Huh? I really don't know."

Wei Changtian smiled: "Why don't I ask now."

"Ask?" Song Zhengming was stunned.

Wei Changtian didn't care about him, but turned his head to look at a spectator next to him, and asked with a real smile:

"Brother, do you think I'm the kind of sinful person Song Layman said?"

"what?"

The person being asked was dumbfounded, how could he dare to say "yes", his head was shaking like a rattle.

"Of course not!"

"very good."

Wei Changtian nodded in satisfaction, and asked the second person, "What do you think?"

"I……"

The second person directly chose to pretend to be deaf and dumb: "Young master, I don't even know what you have done... But as the saying goes, faces are born from the heart, you are so handsome, you must have noble morals!"

"Ok."

Wei Changtian's smile grew stronger, and after asking a few more people, he turned his head to Song Zhengming again.

"Layman Song, is this what you said Wan Min thinks?"

"Humph!"

Song Zhengming sneered, and said righteously: "They are just afraid of you. What's the point of Mr. Wei's self-deception?"

"Oh, it turned out that they didn't tell the truth because they were afraid of me..."

The smile on Wei Changtian's face slowly disappeared, and his tone instantly became extremely cold.

"What about the emperor? Layman Song thinks the emperor is also afraid of me?!"

"You, what do you mean?"

"What's the meaning?"

Wei Changtian squinted at the past: "The emperor didn't know that I killed Prime Minister Liu. Since I have committed a heinous crime, why didn't the emperor execute me? Or put me in prison?!"

"According to Layman Song, could it be that the emperor is confused?!"

"you you……"

Song Zhengming pointed at Wei Changtian tremblingly, his face was bloodless.

But Wei Changtian didn't give him a chance to speak, and continued to press him step by step:

"I see. I'm afraid Layman Song thinks he is smarter and more sensible than the emperor?"

"It must be like this. After all, you just said that what you say can represent all people in the world."

"Song Layman dared to say something that even the emperor dared not say, it's really amazing!"

"The kid really admires it!"

Wei Changtian even jokingly gave Song Zhengming his cupped hands at the end.

This action could not have been more normal, but at this moment it was like a heavy hammer hitting Song Zhengming's chest hard.

He only felt a slight sweetness in his throat, and immediately spurted out a mouthful of stagnant blood.

"puff!"

The blood was thick, staining the pure white scholar's robe red.

(end of this chapter)