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    The shouts of killing and the sound of footsteps became louder. Kong Rong knew that a large number of Yuan's troops had entered his prefect's mansion.

    Kong Rong's heart gradually rose to his throat, but he tried his best to suppress it, pretending to be calm and calm even if the mountain collapsed.

    Click!

    With a bang, the door of the mansion was pushed open, and a team of blood-stained Yuan Jun broke through the door.

    The first officer, General Yuan, was none other than Zang Ba.

    This group of murderous Yuan Jun saw a well-dressed Confucian scholar sitting in the hall, calm and calm, as if he was sitting firmly on the fishing platform. They were eager to kill, but they suddenly became quiet.

    Zang Ba waved his hand to stop the sergeants on his left and right, pointed his big gun at Kong Rong, and asked: "Who are you? Where is Kong Rong?"

    Kong Rong didn't even raise his head, he just said calmly: "The real person is Kong Rong. Go and ask your general Yuan Fang to come and see me."

    When he said this, Kong Rong's nerves were extremely tense, and a layer of cold sweat secretly formed on his back, but he did not dare to show the slightest panic.

    Zang Ba then knew that the man in front of him was Kong Rong, and immediately sent someone to invite Yuan Fang.

    Outside the mansion, Yuan Fangzheng rode his horse and walked slowly. Accompanied by Zhu Ling, he entered Duchang City with his head held high.

    As soon as the city was broken, the remaining thousands of Beihai soldiers died or surrendered, and were easily wiped out. Yuan's banner was already flying high over Duchang City.

    The army entered the city. Yuan Fang then entered the city and ordered the officers and soldiers not to disturb the people. Violators would be severely punished.

    Under Yuan Fangtie's military discipline, the sergeants did not dare to burn, kill, and loot, and the people of Duchang were spared.

    When Yuan Fang entered the city, he was pleased to find that many people in the city spontaneously went out to greet Yuan Jun who came to the city to express his condolences.

    "It seems that the people of Duchang have been looking forward to us breaking the city." Yuan Fang said with emotion.

    Zhu Ling beside him sighed: "As far as the general knows, Kong Rong has not known how to open up wasteland, build canals, and restore people's livelihood since he became the Prime Minister of Beihai. He only levied taxes in various names. The people of Beihai have suffered from Kong Rong's harsh rule for a long time. Now the young master has defeated it."  Kong Rong is what the people here have been waiting for for a long time. How can they not be grateful to you?"

    I see.

    A sarcastic look appeared on Yuan Fang's face, and he snorted coldly: "Kong Rong is known as a famous scholar, but it seems that he is just a rotten scholar who only shows off his knowledge but has no way of dealing with the world. The Han court has raised so many people who only know words and words.  But it¡¯s a waste that doesn¡¯t know how to do things. It¡¯s a wonder that the world is not in chaos.¡±

    "What the young master said is absolutely true." Zhu Ling also nodded in agreement.

    As soon as he finished speaking, the scouts rushed over and reported that Zang Ba was in the prefect's house and had captured Kong Rong himself. He quickly asked him to go and tell him how to deal with it.

    "Xuan Gao actually captured Kong Rong alive, let's go and see that sour Confucian." Yuan Fang was quite excited, whipping up his horse and whip and went straight to the prefect's mansion.

    Holding the skull-crushing stick in hand, Yuan Fang strode into the palace. As soon as Fang entered the door, Yuan Fang saw Kong Rong sitting high above him.

    Kong Rong stared intently at the letter in his hand, shook his head and muttered words, as if he was immersed in the book and not paying attention to external objects.

    Seeing this scene, Yuan Fang's eyebrows narrowed, and murderous intent suddenly shot out from his eagle eyes.

    "Kong Rong, who has been captured, still dares to sit high on the throne, looking like a calm and calm celebrity. He thinks he can't die quickly!"

    Zhu Ling, who followed him in, saw that Yuan Fang was angry, so he stepped forward and whispered: "Sir, this Kong Rong is after all a saint. A famous contemporary, he is a little crazy. If he can surrender, it is better to surrender."

    Yuan Fang understood what Zhu Ling meant. He was afraid of Kong Rong's fame. He was afraid that if he killed Kong Rong, he would have a bad reputation for killing celebrities.

    "I have my own decisions."

    Yuan Fang responded, raised his head and shouted: "Yuan Gui, let me ask you, whose territory is this Duchang City now?"

    Yuan Gui was startled and said hurriedly: "Of course it is the young master's territory."

    "Since this is my territory, why does a rotten scholar dare to sit in my seat?" Yuan Fang looked at Kong Rong and shouted in a deep voice.

    Kong Rong, who was pretending to be calm, couldn't help being shocked and angry when he heard that Yuan Fang dared to ridicule him as a "corrupt Confucian".

    At this time, Yuan Gui understood what his young master meant, strode up the stairs, picked up Kong Rong, and dragged him to the front of the hall without further explanation.

    When Kong Rong was treated so rudely, he was immediately very angry and embarrassed. He struggled desperately and roared: "Let me go. I am a queen of saints and a famous person in the world. How can I dare to be so rude to me~~"

    When Yuan Gui heard that Kong Rong dared to scold himself, he became even more rude when he was annoyed, and dragged Kong Rong off like a dog to death.

      Yuan Fang was then satisfied. He walked up the stairs with his head held high and sat on the upper position. He placed the heavy skull-crushing stick on the table with a bang and said with a sneer: "The defeated general dares to pretend to be noble in front of me.  What a shame.¡±

    In full view of the public, Kong Rong, who had been so rudely dragged down from the hall, had never been so "humiliated" after spending half his life in fine clothing and fine food, being respected and flattered by others.

    Kong Rong was angry. He felt that his dignity had been humiliated like never before.

    Kong Rong, who was lying on the ground, jumped up, his face flushed, and shouted at Yuan Fang: "Yuan Fang, you are the fourth and third son of the Yuan family. You, Yuan Fang, come from a famous family. How could you be so rude to me? You  Where is your father Yuan Benchu¡¯s teaching, and where is your cultivation?¡±

    Kong Rong was so angry that even his voice was hoarse and shrill, sounding like a drake neighing.

    Faced with Kong Rong's question, Yuan Fang raised a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth and said coldly: "Now you have remembered that I come from a famous family. Back then you were at the top of the city and called me a bitch in front of thousands of people.  , how could I forget so quickly.¡±

    During the time of hostility, he insulted Yuan Fang as an illegitimate bitch. Now that he was captured and fell into the hands of Yuan Fang, he also said that Yuan Fang was from a famous family and wanted Yuan Fang to have the demeanor of a famous family and be polite to him.

    Yuan Fang's words revealed Kong Rong's thoughts and his inconsistency.

    Kong Rong was choked up for a moment by these ironic words, his face turned red with embarrassment, and he didn't know how to respond.

    Appreciating the awkward Kong Rong, Yuan Fang relaxed a little and said coldly: "Kong Rong, I won't talk nonsense to you. I will give you one last chance today. Will you surrender or not?"

    It¡¯s not that Yuan Fang doesn¡¯t have an overall view, Zhu Ling¡¯s persuasion is also reasonable. Although Kong Rong is just rotten, he is still somewhat famous. If he can be forced to surrender, it will be of great benefit to increase Yuan Fang¡¯s influence.  .

    There are benefits, how can Yuan Fang not take advantage of them.

    Listening to Yuan Fang's commanding tone, Kong Rong's face became more angry.

    ??????????????????????????????????¡­ If a great celebrity of our time, after being a saint, bows down to a child with a yellow mouth, and this child is just an illegitimate bitch of the Yuan family?

    Where will Kong Rong¡¯s reputation be?

    Where is the dignity?

    The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Kong Rong straightened up his back and said arrogantly: "What kind of status am I, Kong Rong? If I want to surrender, I can only surrender to your father Yuan Benchu. How can I surrender to you? Huh~~"

    Kong Rong¡¯s answer was pretty much what Yuan Fangliu expected.

    "Obviously, what Kong Rong meant by this was that he felt that Yuan Shao's nobility made him worthy of Kong Rong's surrender.

    And you, Yuan Fang, are just a low-status illegitimate son of the Yuan family, and you are not worthy of Kong Rong surrendering to his subordinates.

    The anger in Yuan Fang's heart was growing rapidly, his fists were clenched, and the murderous intent in his eyes was gradually burning.

    "So, this is your answer. I, Yuan Fang, am not worthy of your surrender, am I?" There was a hint of murderous intent in Yuan Fang's tone.

    Kong Rong didn't answer, he just snorted coldly and stood with his hands behind his back, not bothering to look Yuan Fang in the face.

    Such an attitude is naturally tantamount to acquiescence. He just looks down on you, Yuan Fang, and is unwilling to surrender to you.

    Seeing Kong Rongde's arrogant attitude and disdain for Yuan Fang, even Zhu Ling frowned and felt secretly angry in his heart.

    "Kong Rong, I swore that day that I would not smash your head with my own hands. My name, Yuan Fang, was written backwards. Now, it seems that it is time for me to fulfill my promise."

    With every word written like a blade, Yuan Fang slowly stood up, holding the skull-crushing stick in hand, and walked towards Kong Rong step by step.

    Looking at Yuan Fang who was full of murderous intent, Kong Rong became a little panicked and hurriedly pretended to be tough: "Yuan Fang, I'm warning you, don't do whatever you want. I have a relationship with your father Yuan Benchu. If you dare to touch me,  Yuan Benchu ??will not spare you."

    The more threatening Kong Rong is, the stronger the murderous intent in Yuan Fang's eyes, and the skull-crushing stick in his hand has been slowly raised.

    Kong Rong was anxious, and the male duck shouted with a trembling voice: "Yuan Fang, what do you want to do? My ancestor is the sage Kong, how dare you hurt me~~"

    At this time, Kong Rong still refused to bow to Yuan Fang, and kept bringing out his noble identity, trying to scare Yuan Fang.

    But he didn¡¯t know that everything he said was deeply irritating Yuan Fang.

    With the skull-crushing stick raised high, Yuan Fang showed a ferocious look and said coldly: "Anyone who insults me will be killed. You self-righteous and bitter scholar, just die!"

    Amidst the loud shouts, the ninety-two-pound skull-crushing stick was smashed down.

    ¡°Wait, no, no~~¡±

    boom!

    The heavy stick ignored Kong Rong's panic howl and fell heavily.

    In an instant, Kong Rong¡¯s head suddenlyLike a watermelon, it was smashed to pieces by Yuan Fang with a stick.
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