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Chapter 42

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"Violating military discipline and committing murder in public. I want to see what this brat can say to turn the tide!" Chen Qingfang slammed the window frame again and snorted.

"What can a kid who hasn't even grown his hair say?" The advisor said with disdain and then sighed, "Ye Haoran's martial arts are indeed unparalleled. How old is this brat to have such skills?"

Chen Qingfang wasn't the only one watching. Everyone's gaze was focused on Ye Kong, waiting for him to give a reasonable explanation. If the explanation didn't satisfy everyone, the next wave of public anger would be even stronger.

However, Ye Kong didn't give an explanation for his actions. Instead, he ordered people to bring out a large square table.

The crowd didn't know what he was going to do, so they all watched patiently. Thousands of people watched intently as the large table was brought out and placed in front of the Hidden Spring House.

"Liu Chang Qing!" At this moment, Ye Kong roared again.

"Here!"

"Stand up!"

Liu Changqing had complete trust in Ye Kong. Without thinking, he jumped onto the large table. His feet were as wide as his shoulders and he stood with his hands behind his back.

"What is he doing?" Chen Qingfang asked with a frown.

The advisor shook his head and guessed, "Is he going to punish this subordinate in public? This can solve the current crisis, but it can't change the fact that he did evil in public. He might even betray his subordinate at a critical moment. "

Of course, Ye Kong wasn't punishing Liu Changqing. He shouted again, "Take off your shirt!"

"Yes!" Liu Changqing didn't hesitate. He took off his shirt and threw it on the table. Then, he stood up with his hands behind his back.

Just when everyone thought that Ye Kong was going to punish this person in public, they heard Ye Kong shout again, "Liu Changqing! How many scars do you have on your body? Answer honestly! "

When the crowd heard the question, they immediately paid attention. They saw that Liu Changqing's shirtless body was full of black and white scars.

Liu Changqing said in a clear voice, "Eighth Young Master! This subordinate has eighty-six scars on his body! "

"Louder!" Ye Kong shouted.

"This subordinate has eighty-six scars on his body!" Liu Changqing shouted back.

"How did you get them?"

"Eighth Young Master! I've been following you since I was fifteen, and it's been thirteen years since then. I've experienced forty-six battles … "

Ye Kong interrupted him with a roar. "How? Make it simpler! "

"Thanks to the barbarian enemy!"

When the crowd heard this, they were all in an uproar. This was a hero! Everything else was fake, but the scars on his body were real. If it weren't for these soldiers fighting bravely, this place would still be a prairie.

A hero visiting a brothel shouldn't be considered a bad record, right? The people had never enjoyed the blessings of the Iron Yamen, but they had always enjoyed the stable environment that Ye Jiajun had brought to them. The hearts of the people were in the right place.

However, this was not the end. Ye Kong shouted again, "Next!"

Another soldier stood up. Apart from his shirt, he stood upright and upright.

"Name! Military rank! "

"Wu Weiguo! Centurion! "

"How many scars do you have on your body?"

"Seventy-five!"

"How many barbarians did you kill?"

"Eighth Young Master! I am not talented and I am not good at martial arts. After more than fifty battles, I was wounded in every one of them. I have beheaded a total of 572 enemies! "

"Wow!" Some people in the crowd exclaimed in surprise. No one laughed at them. They all looked at this officer who wasn't very tall and strong with eyes of worship.

At first, he said that he was not good at martial arts. When the crowd heard this, they were still mumbling. Could it be that he was not good at martial arts? That was why he was wounded every time he went to the battlefield.

When they heard the number of heads he had beheaded, they were shocked. On average, he had beheaded ten enemies in every battle. How was this not because he was not good at martial arts? He was charging forward without fear of death!

In the Cang Nan Continent, the strong were respected. They worshipped this kind of hero who was not afraid of death and killed so many enemies. At this moment, the people looked at the soldier in the field with even more respect.

At this time, Ye Kong asked again, "Wu Weiguo, 572. You remember it so clearly. Are you bragging?"

When the crowd heard this, they thought, 'Yes, this guy is bragging. After all, words are not proof.'

Wu Weiguo raised his head and said in a clear voice, "Eighth Young Master, it is clearly recorded in the Military Merit Book. 572. If there is a single lie, I am willing to offer my head!"

"Really, it must be true. Otherwise, why would he dare to use his head as a guarantee?" The crowd whispered again.

Then, Wu Weiguo said, "Rule Ye Jiajun! Those who do not behead a hundred people cannot be called a soldier of the Ye Family! Those who do not behead two hundred people cannot be promoted to a decurion! Those who do not behead five hundred people cannot be promoted to a centurion! "

After Wu Weiguo finished shouting, the soldiers of the Ye Family shouted in unison, "Those who do not behead a hundred people cannot be called a soldier of the Ye Family! Those who do not behead two hundred people cannot be promoted to a decurion! Those who do not behead five hundred people cannot be promoted to a centurion! "

Their voices were like raging waves that swept through the sky!

The surrounding commoners also felt their blood boiling as they listened, their hearts surging with excitement. Under Ye Kong's shout, "Long live the Ye Family Army!", all the commoners followed suit and roared.

"Long live Ye Jiajun!"

"Pa!" Chen Qingfang slammed the window frame and snorted angrily. He closed the window and angrily sat back down at the table.

The advisor, who had been proud of himself earlier, couldn't help but nod. "Using military merits to gain recognition, the Eighth Young Master of the Ye Family is indeed brilliant!"

Chen Qingfang drank a mouthful of water and nodded. "This child is intelligent and shrewd. He will definitely be a big problem in the future. However, we can't do anything to him right now. We must be careful."

Ye Kong was still speaking loudly from below. "My fellow countrymen, you all have wives and beautiful concubines. Have you ever thought that I, Ye Jiajun, am still a man and I also have needs? While you are enjoying yourself in bed, the soldiers guarding the border are still alone in the cold wind, guarding against the barbarians' invasion! Not long after, these men of steel will put on their military uniforms and go to the border to enjoy their tenderness. Is there anything wrong with that? "

"No!" The crowd shouted in unison.

"This young master invited them to the Hidden Spring House to spend once. Is that right?"

"Yes!"

"But some people still want to use this opportunity to create trouble and obstruct us. Do they deserve to die?"

The crowd shouted in unison. "Damn it! Kill them! "

"Send these sons of b * tches to the battlefield!"

"Send them to the palace to be eunuchs!"

There was also a woman's voice mixed in. "General Liu, General Wu, you are injured for the people, but you have no wives. This little girl is willing to devote her life to you."

The crowd of Ye Jiajun soldiers were all beaming with joy. The Lu brothers and the local ruffians were also very excited. This Eighth Young Master was really amazing. This time, he was really high-profile. He made them feel like they were not human if they didn't go for a prostitute. Prostitutes were righteous and natural. In the future, if they followed the Eighth Young Master, they would have a bright future!

Only the official, Tie, was so scared that his face was pale. He no longer had the previous arrogance of an official. He kowtowed like a chicken pecking rice.

"Spare me, Eighth Young Master. This little one had eyes but didn't recognize gold and jade. I have offended the military lords. This little one deserves to die. Military lords, please spare me!"

Of course, Ye Kong didn't kill Tie. After all, he was also an official of the imperial court. If he really killed him, it would be a huge disaster.

Then, Ye Kong showed his noble character and unquestionable integrity. He pleaded for Tie and the others. This action made the people sigh in admiration.

After this morning, the Ye family's soldiers basically didn't have the urge to spend at the Hidden Spring House. Liu Changqing, Wu Weiguo, and the others with official positions actually got together on the spot. They each followed their girlfriends back to meet their elders.

The Lu brothers didn't stay long. They went back first to reorganize the Dragon Snake Gang. They were preparing to call it the Dragon Tiger Gang. Ye Kong wasn't willing to be the gang leader. Then, Lu Jun would be the gang leader and Lu Yi would be the deputy.

After the Nine Dragons and Nine Snakes, Lu Jun and Lu Yi came. The gang members didn't have any negative emotions. Anyway, their days were going to be the same as before. What made them happy was that they knew they had a capable and big backer, the Eighth Young Master of the Ye Residence.

What? You don't know the Eighth Young Master of the Ye Residence? Then I have to tell you. If you don't know the Eighth Young Master of the Ye Residence, then you're behind the times! Out of time! You're embarrassed to call yourself someone from the Southern City!

Ye Kong became famous. In just one morning, everyone in the city knew about the Eighth Young Master of the Ye Mansion. Everyone was talking about the Eighth Young Master of the Ye Mansion. Even the servants in the Ye Mansion were talking about him.

At noon, in the Ye Residence's backyard, in the second wife's room.

Little Red was telling the Second Madam the news she had heard in a vivid and lively manner. The Second Madam was shocked and asked repeatedly, "Really?"

"Did he really say that?"

"Is he really that powerful?"

"Of course. The servants who went to buy vegetables saw it with their own eyes. How could it be fake? Everyone is saying that the Ye Residence has an Eighth Young Master. In the future, he will definitely bring honor to his ancestors." Little Red imagined Ye Kong calmly dealing with the crowd and shouting orders like a general. Her heart actually started to move. Thinking of the scene where Ye Kong just happened to tease her, she couldn't help but let her imagination run wild.

However, the second wife lowered her head and muttered, "I don't know what this brat ate. Not only is he not stupid, but he's also very smart."

"Master is now under house arrest in the capital. It's very likely that there will be a storm in the Ye Residence. Maybe with this brat around, he can help the Ye Residence and block some disasters. More importantly, even if this brat is successful, his ugly mother won't fight with me for favor."

"But he's so high profile, he will definitely make the new mayor unhappy. This brat disobeyed Master's warning before he left not to cause trouble. He must be reprimanded."

"But this brat has such a bad temper. If I reprimand him again, it will backfire. If he is forced to leave the Ye Residence, it won't be good."

The second wife, who had always been responsible for driving Ye Kong away, actually began to worry that he would leave the Ye Residence after he showed his outstanding ability.

Just when the second wife was in a dilemma and couldn't decide how to deal with it, the ninth wife came. She said angrily, "This Ye Kong is too outrageous! He hit someone again! "

The second wife smiled bitterly, "His temper is really bad."

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