Chapter 544: Ever Night

The voice echoed in the court, but no one answered. Most of the remaining officials were terrified and pretended to be busy looking at their desks. Some timid people like Lao Zhao had already hidden under the table.

Ning Xiachuan did not seem to be in a hurry to reply. He knelt on one knee and just looked at the center of the court, as if he was insisting.

As time passed, this depressing atmosphere lasted for a long time. Finally, a sigh that seemed helpless sounded in the hall.

"Principal Ning, what do you want?"

The iconic voice was accompanied by a figure appearing in a high position in the court.

"King Wen." When King Wen appeared, many officials breathed a sigh of relief, as if they were grateful for surviving a disaster.

Lao Zhao under the table also came out, and hurriedly patted his official uniform clean, with his back straight.

"King Wen, I want to lift the ban." Ning Xiachuan knelt there, but there was not much politeness in his words: "I have been crowned king. In the past years, I have also expressed my loyalty to the human race to the court, and worked hard to cultivate many talents for the human race." "I don't think I should be treated unfairly anymore." "You are under house arrest because you are willing to pay the price of the people of the city to win the war, not because the court treats you unfairly." King Wen replied, but shook his head while explaining, "Many years have passed, and I have seen your every move. Since you ask for it, lift it." "Thank you, King Wen." Ning Xiachuan replied, with a smile on his face: "In addition, I have another request." Hearing this, King Wen frowned slightly. "Principal Ning, you are a little too much."

"My request is not too much." Ning Xiachuan seemed to ignore the dissatisfaction in King Wen's words. He just bowed his hands and seemed to be determined: "King Wen might as well listen."

"You say."

"I hope to restore my previous military rank." Ning Xiachuan said, seeming sad, "I used to be a general, and there were many loyal generals and soldiers. Because they followed me to launch those wars, they are now excluded everywhere on the front line. Not only can they not help the human race kill the enemy, but they are also oppressed and even have problems surviving."

"After all, we have been through life and death. I have a great responsibility for the miserable subordinates. In the past, I often felt sad and couldn't sleep all night. Now that time has passed, the front line has gradually stabilized. I hope King Wen will restore my rank of General Dangwei, and I can recall them legitimately."

"At least they are by my side and can have enough food."

As he spoke, Ning Xiachuan got more and more into the role, crying and sobbing. It seemed that he really felt sorry for the misery of his subordinates.

When these words fell into the ears of those officials, it was really like thunder.

This is not a way out for the subordinates. Between the lines, it is just short of saying that I will start a rebellion.

"No one is talking. It seems that everyone feels the same as me."

Ning Xiachuan choked with sobs, covering his face with a folding fan, and his words were coherent, "King Wen, I don't think my request is excessive. Everyone can understand it."

King Wen was silent. At this time, he just watched Ning Xiachuan's performance, his brows were always furrowed, and it seemed that the word "chuan" was carved.

The officials were also nervous. Obviously, Ning Xiachuan chose to come today for preparation. Many important senior officials were not here. They dared not say a word. Once King Wen could not do anything to Ning Xiachuan to agree to his request, according to this guy's character, I am afraid that the next step would be to do something shocking.

"King Wen, if you don't agree to my request, I will hit my head against this pillar and die."

Ning Xiachuan's performance did not stop. In a short while, it had turned into a retired veteran's death drama. He stretched his head and hit the pillars in the hall, making clanging sounds, and even the court seemed to be in turmoil.

If he continued to hit like this, the court would collapse.

A dignified king hit his head against the pillar, but everyone was terrified looking at the beam above their heads.

If this goes on, Ning Xiachuan and the others don't know whether King Wen will agree or not. Anyway, the hall has collapsed, and none of them, the weak civil servants, can escape.

"King Wen." Seeing that the hall was about to collapse, an official finally stood up and said tremblingly: "I think Principal Ning loves you well, which is understandable. Just restore his military rank."

Someone started, as if opening a magic box, and another person stood up, "I think so too. Although Principal Ning had made mistakes, he has served as the principal of Wudu for so many years, and he has made contributions. I think he can be restored."

"The generals and soldiers are innocent, and I agree."

"Second, second."

"..."

Soon, almost all officials in the court stood up, and in the gradually falling dust, they hurriedly expressed their agreement.

The king banged his head against the pillar like a mortal, but the former hostile officials petitioned for him one after another. Such an absurd scene happened in the court.

King Wen said nothing, just watching such an absurd scene, until a certain moment, the huge crystal lantern fell and smashed in front of him, and he finally shook his head helplessly.

"That's enough."

...

"King Wen lifted the principal's house arrest and restored his military rank."

Time passed, the second round of the competition was coming to an end, everyone was preparing, and Wang Lingxi, who did not participate in the competition, hurried over with a message.

"The official notice has come down."

"Is King Wen crazy???" Fatty Li had just finished the last game and had secured a place in the top 32 with difficulty. He was shocked when he heard this.

"Even though I knew the principal wanted to rebel, he still did this?? Are you really hoping that he won't rebel?"

"Let me see." Ning Mengnian was also surprised. He grabbed the report and confirmed that it was an official report. He couldn't help but take a breath: "Based on my father's style of doing things, those who are willing to follow him are basically vicious and evil."

"Give him the authority to recall these people, how can this be? What is King Wen doing?"

After the report was made, several people were immediately broken. As soon as Ye Fan left the court, several people quickly surrounded him and talked about it.

"Don't worry yet." Seeing everyone anxious, although Ye Fan was calm, he frowned when he looked at the report. After a while, he suddenly shook his head.

"Something is wrong. Although the current King Wen is not very wise, he is not so stupid. How could he offer a knife to Ning Xiachuan when he knew he wanted to rebel?"

"But the report..."

"There is a problem. Things are not that simple." Ye Fan answered. At this time, his thoughts were turning quickly. "Knowing that he wanted to rebel, he still gave him the conditions to rebel, unless King Wen wanted him to rebel."

"Want him to rebel???"

"Absolutely. Everyone knows that Principal Ning is plotting a rebellion. If he is not prepared, he must have some tricks up his sleeve." Ye Fan answered, "But these are just the last game. The principal dares to ask for it, so he has a trump card. King Wen dares to agree, so he naturally has something to hold back. At this point, King Wen and the court have no way to retreat. If the principal wants to go one step further, it means he is rebelling."

"No matter what both sides think, all the games and tests will be revealed on the day when the principal rebels."

At this point, Ye Fan took a deep breath.

"This collision is about to happen. Maybe we can get a glimpse of it before we leave."

"Soon?" Several people paused. Seeing Ye Fan's confident look, they all felt a jolt in their hearts. Just when they were about to ask something, the host's voice rang out.

"The second round of the curtain call will still be Ye Fan from Group 1..."

"Why is it Ye Fan again?" Several people were anxious, and Fatty Li even cursed on the spot: "This is the fucking league that is being held to take advantage of Ye Fan, right?"

"I'm used to it." Ye Fan was calm, just gathered the heavy sword on his body and prepared to go on the court.

Seeing that several people were anxious, Ye Fan patted their shoulders one by one.

"Okay, we all expected this day to come. Although there are changes now, it is still within our judgment."

"Man makes things happen, God makes things happen. If the sky falls, just stand up. What kind of person is it to stamp your feet in place so impatiently?"