Chapter 38 I'm too lazy to talk to you

In the afternoon, I just had dinner.

The sun is scorching, and the poisonous sun is spraying fire on the top of people's heads. The air was dry and hot, and the knowledge on the tree was ignited by the hot fire, and the heartbreaking cicadas were singing.

Shan Kun had nothing to do, so he leaned lazily on the bed, with a chessboard on it. He was playing a lonely self-game.

The prince outside Kyoto has always lived a comfortable and idle life. In the past 20 years of peace, Shan Kun has long been accustomed to a comfortable life. Every day, I stretch out my hand and open my mouth. It's much more comfortable to be an idle prince than to be a general.

Just as Shan Kun was playing a boring self-match, the maid Xueer knocked on the door and came in, looking a little panicked.

"What's the matter?"

Shan Kun raised his eyelids and asked.

"Your Majesty, there are many people outside the door who ask to see you... Looking at their appearance, it seems that they are not good."

Xue'er stopped talking, and her eyes flashed with some worries.

In this way, Shan Kun became more interested. His life is indeed a little boring. If you meet someone who is not good, you can talk about it.

There are 20 mountain men, each tall and big, with dark skin.

They usually rely on their mountain people and have mountain blood. They are all a little unreasonable and domineering and rude.

But they are not fools. Since they have come to Qianwangfu and know that this is the mansion of General Longwei, which is famous all over the world, these rude men naturally restrained a little. They all sat in the council hall honestly and did not dare to make a loud noise.

When Shan Kun walked in, they stood up and bowed, and no one dared to be presumptuous in front of General Longwei.

"What's going on when you come to my Qianwang Mansion? Let's talk about it in detail. Although I, Shan Kun, am also the patriarch of the mountain clan. You don't have to be restrained. Since I am the suzerain, I will naturally help the Shan people.

After sitting in a high position, Shan Kun glanced at the crowd, and the appearance of these 20 mountain men could be seen one after another.

"Huh? These people seem to be the minions of Shan Zhilin. If they encounter trouble, they should go to Shan Zhilin. Why do they come to me?

At this glance, Shan Kun saw that these 20 mountain men were all cronies of the Shan Zhilin faction. These people have never visited, but today they came. Shan Kun couldn't help but be a little curious.

Among the mountain clans, they are roughly divided into two factions. One of them supported Shan Kun and was loyal to Shan Kun. Another faction is the minions of Shan Zhilin, who is willing to work for Shan Zhilin.

And these mountain men who are now sitting in the council hall of Qianwangfu are all cronies of Shan Zhilin.

"My lord, that matter has caused a lot of trouble now. Don't you know it?" One of the mountain men stood up and looked a little unhappy.

Shan Kun asked, "What's the matter?"

"Now many beggars in the city are posting this death list and misleading the public, saying that the 'curse' of the little prince in your mansion will die in the next few days! Even the storytellers in the teahouse are talking about Lin Qinglong's magical power. Now almost all the people in the audience know about it, and they are talking about it after dinner. How can the suzerain not know?"

The mountain man was extremely dissatisfied and handed a volume of text to Shan Kun to check.

That volume of article is exactly the widely circulated list of deaths.

"Oh? Curse? Do you mean that my son cursed these people on the list?

I glanced at the note. It was all the names of some people, which were ordinary, but most of them were Shan people.

Shan Kun slapped the text on the case and said with a smile, "It turns out that you are here to ask for guilt. It's really nothing to go to the Three Treasures Hall. However, Qinglong has been infected with wind and cold recently. He has not left Qianwang Mansion for three days. Naturally, these people who posted the death list were not arranged by him, nor were they done by the people in Qianwang's mansion.

The man was quite dissatisfied with Shan Kun's answer and said angrily, "But what is written on this death list are all our son's names!" In case they make any mistake, who will take the responsibility! Since you are the suzerain, you have to protect our safety! Otherwise, you don't have to be the patriarch of this mountain clan!"

As soon as he said this, other mountain men also began to complain with dissatisfaction.

"That is, an idle prince who doesn't care about the world and doesn't care about such a big thing. What kind of suzerain?"

"Since you don't want to be the suzerain, just give up the position of the suzerain to the elder. Isn't it clean?"

"A few days ago, I heard that the little prince beat people to death in the college because of a little quarrel, and he killed people cruelly at a young age. How about that in the future? It's the father's father's failure to raise or not! Doesn't the suzerain care about teaching his son?

These people are originally the minions of Shan Zhilin, and they have long been dissatisfied with Shan Kun. Once someone started, they all muttered and vented their dissatisfaction.

Shan Kun smiled and looked at them in a mess, laughing without saying a word.

Only because he is the general who killed the enemy on the battlefield and the leader of the dragon demon family, when he fought on the battlefield and fought with the master, he could show the heroic spirit of Shankun. He disdained to take care of such big things as sesame and mung beans in the mountain clan.

"Xueer, go and call Qinglong."

waving his hand, Shan Kun opened his eyes and leaned against the big chair. There is a tiger skin cushion on that seat, which is called a comfortable one.

Shan Kun is naturally too lazy to discipline these trivial things. He squinted and thought secretly: "Qinglong's nature follows his mother, and he likes to fight with others most. Once he encounters such things, it must be like beating chicken blood. Why don't you call him over and see how my son deals with these trivial things..."

When the big men of the mountain people saw that Shan Kun was going to call Lin Qinglong out, they were all stunned and a little worried.

When they came to face Shan Kun, they knew that Shan Kun had a master demeanor, and there were a lot of adults. They disdained to control their anger with these little people, so they were more bolder.

However, Lin Qinglong has no master demeanor. It is said that the boy is the master who wants to kill and vent his anger when he is in a bad mood, and his identity is after the king general. Even if he really kills people, he is not afraid of the disposal of the government.

As soon as they heard Lin Qinglong's name, these big men closed their mouths one after another. They dared not say more nonsense, and the council chamber suddenly became quiet.

At this time, the big man in the center made a wink and whispered to the people around him, "That boy is too cruel. Everyone should be careful. If the boy does it later, everyone will go up together and subdue him. I don't believe that so many of us are really afraid of him being a smelly hairy boy!"

The big men nodded one after another, one by one, their eyes were nervous, sitting upright, and did not dare to neglect.

Unexpectedly, although this was said in a very low voice, Shan Kun was such a master, and naturally he heard it clearly.

But Shan Kun was not angry. Instead, he was amused by the nervous expressions of these mountain men and laughed, "No way? You are all middle-aged people. Are you really afraid of my little son? Even if he is lawless, he is only thirteen years old. You don't have to be so nervous.

These words made the faces of the big men blush and white, and their faces were very ugly.

For the sake of face, the leader said strongly, "Of course, we are not afraid of the little prince. The little prince is just a naive child. How can I be afraid of him?

"That's right!" Shan Kun smiled and said, "My son is just a naive child. Naturally, we don't have to be afraid of him. If he says something wrong or even kills someone by mistake, please don't blame him. Qinglong is just a child!"

Hearing this, the big men looked even more embarrassed. They didn't expect that Shankun would push them to Lin Qinglong, and now they have regretted coming to this Qianwang Mansion.

Seeing the poor appearance of everyone, Shan Kun couldn't help laughing again.

"Bang!"

At this time, a strong wind suddenly rolled up in the council chamber. The strong wind was so strong that seven or eight big men could not stand still. They were blown to pieces and fell to the ground.

With a blue light flashing, everyone only felt a flower in front of them and saw nothing clearly. Lin Qinglong suddenly flashed in the blue light and stood in the middle of the council hall.

"Father, are you looking for me?"