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Four hundred and thirtieth chapters emperor grandson

The young man did what he said, and Chen Zhen was quickly taken to an open space where firewood and a large pot were installed.

Many of the people behind Chen Xian were scared and paralyzed, their faces were pale and their sweat was as cold as rain.

"Hahaha……"

The young man sat on the horse and was laughing loudly.

Chen Xian had no expression on his face and was tied up by the Liao soldiers and sent to a wooden stand.

While he was tied up, he kept staring at the big pot in front of him. There was a large pot of oil inside and firewood below. Judging from the flames coming out, it had been burning for a long time, with the oil boiling and the blue smoke surround.

The young man sat directly opposite Chen Zhen and kept looking at Chen Zhen. Seeing that he had been staring at the big pot, he sneered and said loudly: "What? Are you afraid? I thought the bones of the Song people were so hard, but that's the case?"

"Hahaha……"

The soldiers and the people who were gradually surrounding each other laughed at each other.

The Song Dynasty officials tied to the side were frightened at this moment, their faces turned pale, and someone had already started begging for mercy.

But the young people didn't look at them at all, they only cared about Chen Xian.

Chen Qian was tied up, his eyes slowly raised from the pot, looked at the young man, and said indifferently: "Why bother to untie me, I'll go in by myself."

The young man glanced at Chen Zhen with his eyes squinted, his smile calmed down, and paused, "So backbone? Okay, I'll give you my help! Come on, throw him in!"

The Liao soldiers immediately stepped forward, untied Chen Yan and tied them up, and carried them to throw them into the oil pan.

A member of the Ministry of Rites who followed Chen Yuan, his scalp was numb and he shouted anxiously: "Stop! You can't! Mr. Chen is the envoy of my dynasty, and you can't throw him into the oil pan! When the two countries are fighting, they will not beheaded, let alone, we are here to show our friendship!"

The young man glanced at him, said in a cold tone, "How do I remember that your Song Dynasty great grandfather killed my envoy?"

Xiao Tiancheng's envoy of the Liao Kingdom was angered by Zhang Dun in the Political Affairs Hall and was beheaded by Zhang Dun without hesitation.

The Yuanwailang was speechless for a moment and was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

If Chen Xian was beheaded by the Liao Kingdom, they probably wouldn't be able to go back!

The country of tigers and wolves is true!

When the young man saw it, he became more and more proud. He turned around and saw that Chen Yan had been put on the oil pan. The soldiers were waiting for his order.

The young man leaned on the chair and looked quietly, as if waiting for Chen Xian to beg for mercy.

Chen Xian looked at the oil pan that was so close that he could feel the hot temperature. He quietly looked up at the young man and said, "What? Do you want me to beg you to throw me down? You Liao people have always been straightforward in doing things."

The young man raised his hand and slowly pressed it down.

The soldier understood and approached Chen Xian's head close to the oil pan, and his face almost pressed on the oily surface.

Chen Xian did not move, but the people around him were shocked.

Putting the oil pan is a word that people often say and can hear frequently, but very few, or even never seen before - too cruel!

Many officials from all walks of life from the Song Dynasty were already scared and filled with fear.

Chen Zhen looked fearless and pressed against the oil, and said lightly: "I know you are bluffing. With the current situation of your Liao Kingdom, you should beg me from the Song Dynasty. Now let me go and beg me for mercy. I can still save your life."

The young man's face changed slightly and was a little gloomy. He immediately sneered and said disdainfully: "You said I was bluffing? Do you want me to beg for mercy from you?"

Chen Xian looked up, looked at him, and said, "You throw it away quickly, otherwise the person who saved me will arrive soon."

The young man had already heard it, walked forward, pulled Chen Xian's head, looked directly at him and said angrily: "Are you provoking me?"

Chen Xian looked at him with a disdainful sneer.

The young man looked furious and suddenly pressed Chen Yan down, and his face pressed on the oily surface again!

Chen Jun's face did not change and said, "I heard the sound of horse hooves."

The young man gritted his teeth and turned his head to look, and saw Xiao Tiancheng rushing towards him not far away.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty has an order to announce the visit of Song envoy!" Xiao Tiancheng roared from a distance.

Chen Xian did not forget to whisper and sneered in a low voice: "I know you are Yelu Yanxi, you dare not."

The young man stared at Chen Zhen fiercely, his hands became more and more forceful, and he was gritting his teeth and making him feel fierce.

He is indeed Yelu Yanxi, the Changsun of the current Liao emperor, the Grand Marshal of the World, the Shangshu Ling, and the King of Yan. In addition, he established the identity of the crown prince, and his identity in the Liao Kingdom was particularly special and important!

Yelu Yanxi was furious. Who dared to tease him like this in Liao Kingdom?

Chen Xian was pulled at his hair, with a calm expression on his face and said lightly: "Don't think that the throne is stable. Think carefully about how your father died."

Yelu Yanxi wanted to stuff Chen Xian directly into the oil pan, but he held it back and his expression was quite distorted.

He is the crown prince, and his father is naturally the crown prince, but he has been killed for many years!

At this time, Xiao Tiancheng rushed over urgently, grabbed Yelu Yanxi and said anxiously: "Your Highness, the envoy of Song cannot die, Your Majesty summoned him."

Yelu Yanxi seemed to be on the verge of being furious, but she did not stuff Chen Xian, who had been hunching, into the oil pan, but threw Chen Xian out, turned around and left.

Xiao Tiancheng looked stunned. Why is the crown prince who has always been domineering and so easy to speak?

He didn't care about this and quickly asked someone to untie Chen Zhen and others and arrange for them to wash them.

Chen Xian seemed to have nothing happened, and he flicked his clothes and left.

The officials he accompanied were still in shock and followed him in panic.

Xiao Tiancheng became more and more strange. Chen Zhen left like this? Why didn’t he take the opportunity to attack?

Xiao Tiancheng waited for them to walk away, pulled over a yamen runner present, and roared: "Tell me the whole thing, dare to hide a word, I cut off your head!"

Then the yamen runner dared not hide it, and he would tell all the knowledge.

Xiao Tiancheng became more and more confused and thoughtful, and took people to pick Chen Zhen up, preparing to take him into the palace to meet the emperor.

Chen Xian quickly washed up, changed his clothes, and came out of the Honglu Temple.

Xiao Tiancheng stepped forward and smiled, saying, "Mr. Chen, please get on the carriage."

Chen Xian looked motionless and went straight into the carriage.

Xiao Tiancheng then went up, looked at Chen Zhen, and said, "Mr. Chen is so brave. Even though he knows that our highness has a bad temper, he dares to be so aggressive in that situation. It's really a strong backbone."

Chen Xian was dressed in the Song Dynasty's official uniform and said indifferently: "Our dynasty likes books with strange skills and tricks, and often asks them for them from the Ministry of Works. Later, he ordered the Ministry of Works to compile dozens of scams of strange powers and chaos. After we submitted them, the official wrote a few and returned them. After reading them, we found it very interesting, so we tried it. It happened that there was your little prince."

Xiao Tiancheng became interested and smiled and said, "Scam? Are you saying, our highness, don't you dare to throw you down the oil pan?"

Chen Xian said: "At first I was not sure, but later I looked carefully and when I got closer, I smelled a strong smell of vinegar, and I was sure."

Xiao Tiancheng was also a smart person and immediately said, "You mean, the oil pan is not full of oil?"

Chen Xian said: "It's not just that, the fire underground should be fake. Your Highness has been very considerate. The oil in the oil pan seems to be hot, so I'm afraid that even a single fish can't be cooked."

Not only was Xiao Tiancheng not disappointed or angry, he nodded with some relief and said, "It is really commendable that Your Highness can consider this level."

Chen Xian didn't care about Yelu Yanxi, glanced at Xiao Tiancheng and said, "Have you decided?"

Xiao Tiancheng still looked relieved and said, "Your Majesty is still considering it. I hope Mr. Chen will be cautious in his words and actions and anger his Majesty, but it is different from the Emperor's Grandson."

Chen Zhen sat upright and said, "I came for the friendship between the two countries. I don't understand why your Majesty is angry."

Xiao Tiancheng snorted coldly.
Chapter completed!
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