nished by their father some time ago for something related to a literary society called Wen Yuan Hui.Right now, Li Chen is threatening Zhao Qinglan with this matter. Zhao Qinglan immediately becomes...Chapter 635: Ancestral Wealth

Under Su Pingbei's introduction, Li Chen looked at the eight prisoners who were covered in blood, ragged and disheveled.

Their biggest characteristic is that they are short.

In this era, the average height of Qin men is 1.7 meters, while that of women is around 1.6 meters. This figure is already considered short in modern times when Li Chen traveled to, let alone compared to the people of Liao who are tall and strong with an average height of 1.8 meters.

Even these high-ranking officials from the East Asian countries, whose dietary nutrition should be impeccable, looked like skinny monkeys in Li Chen's eyes.

The tallest of the grass pheasants, Jing Erlang, wouldn't have exceeded 1.6 meters according to Li Chen's estimation, probably around 1.58 meters.

Short in stature, he wasn't handsome. In fact, he looked shifty-eyed and untrustworthy, unsuitable for polite company.

Over this period, they undoubtedly suffered greatly from torture. When these eight individuals appeared before Li Chen, they were barely recognizable as human.

Inside the prison cart, reeking with filth and splattered with dark blood, a figure seemed to sense Li Chen's gaze and slowly raised their head.

"You are the prince of Qin."

In the prisoner's wagon, Cao Zhi asked in a hoarse voice.

His Chinese is not standard, but it is barely understandable.

"It is I." Li Chen said coldly.

Having received a positive answer from Li Chen, Cao Zhijing Erlang suddenly got up, like a mad dog that had gone crazy, and rushed to the front of the prisoner's cart.

With shackles binding his hands, he gripped the prison wagon's railing tightly, shaking it violently and roaring, "You despicable Qin dogs! Release me! Or when my Eastern Isles Celestial Army crosses the sea, I will slaughter every last one of you!"

"Be bold!"

Su Pingbei roared in anger, "You're nothing but a defeated general, now a prisoner, and you dare to be insolent towards His Highness!"

"Of course he dares."

Li Chen simply helped Cao Zhi Jing Erlang answer, "Anyway, it's a death sentence either way. It's better to vent one last time before dying. At least you can get a good reputation for dying bravely, right"

Li Chen's words struck Cao Zhijing Erlang's heart. He glared at Li Chen fiercely and sneered, "A cowardly Great Qin dog, overreaching himself!"

Eight hundred and sixty years ago, there was no Qin dynasty in the Central Plains. At that time, the country called Song ruled the region.

Li Chen said leisurely, "Back then, when the people of Eastern Land first came to Central Plains, they were shocked by the prosperity and grandeur of your ancestors' homeland. Even the most ordinary things used in ordinary households here were considered miraculous treasures in their land."

“So your ancestors immediately sent emissaries to request joining the Central Plains, but unfortunately, they were rejected by the Emperor of the Song Dynasty. At that time, everyone believed you were nothing more than monkeys living on an island, subsisting on raw meat and blood. How could such a country be allowed to join the Song Dynasty It would be embarrassing!”

But as the Song Dynasty was the superior nation in heaven, they provided you with some basic tools for production and cultural materials. Thus, you began to learn comprehensively the language, culture, system, and everything else you saw in the Central Plains. You therefore escaped from your primitive life of eating raw meat and drinking blood.

"Until now, even if you refuse to admit it, your writing is based on imitating Chinese characters. Your language also shows strong traces of Chinese. You wear clothes with the left side open, while Han people wear clothes with the right side open. This is the evidence."

Li Chen's words not only left Cao Zhijing Erlang speechless, but also made Yelu Guzanqi beside him blush.

Because the clothes of these Liao people are also left-opening. hand, and slashed down the soldier operating the gate with a knife in the other. Then he stood alone at the city gate, roaring at his brothers who were still entangled with the Liaoning army chasing...