Looking at the city wall of Henan Prefecture City, Zicong felt a little sorry. Originally, it was probably the one who took it down, but it was a pity that he was one step slower.

But he was taken a step ahead by this hundred kings, otherwise the power of the little Tang king could already occupy half of Henan.

When the little Tang King takes over half of Henan, the one in the capital will definitely be very anxious.

At that time, if Jiangnan does anything happen, the person in the capital will definitely reconsider it seriously, who is really for the sake of the Ming Dynasty.

Zicong has long been dissatisfied with Zhu Youxiao's policies.

A dignified emperor should sit high on the dragon throne, and should not speak or make orders. There are all virtuous people in the world to handle national affairs. This is the real way to be a king.

But now, the emperor personally came to the scene, forcing the cabinet to become the emperor's voice worm, and forcing the direct counselors of the Censorate to become silent mute.

Is there such a foolish monarch in the world? Even if he is a violent Qin, he knows how to open up the road to speech.

If an emperor who does not know how to accept advice is not a foolish emperor, who else can be worthy of the word "联合"?

Zicong was very angry whenever he remembered the recent reforms Zhu Youxiao made. After these policies came out, their power was suddenly cut off.

His father was a good deputy censor of the Jinling Censorate, but he could no longer submit a memorial to the past.

If you say that a censor cannot submit a memorial, then you are a chicken with feathers removed. The most important right is gone. Who is willing to take you to play in the future?

In this way, their family's power is not as good as before. Even the marriage of a lady from a big family that the family agreed upon has begun to change.

People feel that their family is not good enough, so they are suffering from marriage with them, so they want to take back the engagement.

If this engagement is really taken back, then what else can he have to worry about here?

So it's all the fault of the Dog Emperor

Zicong was very interested in causing trouble for the dog emperor. He had to object to what the emperor wanted to do.

Because in his heart, what the foolish lord did was absolutely wrong!

Opposing the emperor will be the only thing he has to do in his life, and opposing the emperor is the most just action in this world.

In his heart, if Zhu Youxiao knew about it, he would definitely send him to the imperial prison to wash it.

"Crazy! Crazy!"

At this time, some metal impact sounds came from the other side of the gate.

Zicong withdrew his resentful eyes, then adjusted to a smiley expression, and looked ahead and found a team of soldiers wearing iron armor suddenly appeared. Their actions were orderly and in a consistent manner, and they were obviously an elite soldier.

"Bang!" Zicong took the folding fan back into his hand, pressed his palm, and nodded slightly: "It's not simple, this hundred kings are not simple, there is such an elite iron armored soldier hidden. It's not simple. It seems that someone is here this time to be interesting."

Zicong was very excited. The more difficult the situation made him feel more challenging, and the more he made his heart approach higher.

Since ancient times, many famous scholars have encountered difficulties. If you want to keep your name forever, you will not have to experience many difficulties.

"Ha! That scholar, you are Mr. Zicong!" The person who came was a black man in iron armor. Seeing that he was at least 1.9 meters tall, he stood in front of Zicong as if facing a kindergarten child.

However, Zicong was not intimidated by the power of the people who came, but nodded slightly and said, "I am Zicong, please ask the general to lead the way."

I have to say that he could become Qian Qianyi's student and then be sent to assist Zhu Youjian. He was still good at it. Faced with the strong pressure of these hundreds of iron armored troops, he remained calm, and in contrast, he had a hint of uncontrollable arrogance in his words.

Even this black general couldn't help but feel a little admiration. It is really rare that a small, weak scholar has such courage.

It’s a pity that I don’t know whether it’s an enemy or a friend, otherwise I could make friends.

"Mr. Zicong! Please!" General Black Man made a move and made a gesture of inviting him.

"brush!"

Hundreds of soldiers took a step towards both sides, then pulled out their waist swords and raised them to touch each other with their comrades on the opposite side, forming a long sword corridor.

This corridor has been derived from the Hundred Kings' Mansion. It can be said that this is a warning, which means telling the visitor that if you can go over, there will be some talk. If you don't dare to go over, then you should get out obediently!

Seeing this, Zi Cong smiled slightly. It was so difficult to get a family in such a small scene.

So he pulled up the bottom corner of his robe and put it on his waist. He looked at the sword corridor in front of him, and walked forward without changing his face.

To be honest, this sword corridor is really considering people's courage. The swords that are shining with cold light, and some blood are not even wiped clean.

Walking below, I won’t talk about the sharp blade. How much psychological pressure is given to people, just like your dad holding a cowhide whip in his hand and seeing the zero-point test paper you hid.

The same goes for a huge amount of pressure, and the same coldness from head to toe.

However, under this battle knife corridor, without taking a step forward, the head was hanging on the blade, and the pressure became deeper and deeper.

The people who were walking with him were frightened when they saw this scene, just like another scholar who came. He was still unruly just now. If someone from behind hadn't supported him, his legs would have fallen to the ground.

Zi Cong walked forward step by step, and the soldiers on both sides looked at him with bloody eyes. If ordinary people had been scared by such great pressure, they would have been so scared that they would have been urinated.

But Zicong still moved forward with a smile, as if there was no impact at all.

But if you open his sleeve, you can see that the hands inside his wide sleeves have been tightened at this time, and the folding fan of his baby that he grabbed has become a little twisted.

It can be seen how huge this pressure is, and it is rare for Zicong to reach this point.

Not to mention him, even a general who has experienced many battles will feel bald when facing such a long corridor of swords.

Of course, this move is absolutely useless to Zhu Youxiao. Who dares to use this move to deal with him? Be careful that I will invite the King of Ming Dynasty to come out to recite scriptures for you!

The later the pressure in his heart became greater. In the end, Zicong felt that his feet were getting heavier and heavier. Although the weather was cold, the sweat on his head was already covered.

It was only a few hundred meters away, and Zicong seemed to have walked dozens of miles, and finally he arrived at the gate of the Marshal's Mansion.

I saw Zicong bowing his hands and shouting hard at the inside, perhaps to express inner pressure.

"Zi Cong, a counselor under the command of the Little Tang King, was ordered to come to meet the Hundred Kings!"

It can actually be seen from his words that he still looked down on these people, otherwise he would not show his superiority, and he used meetings rather than asking for a meeting.

Doesn’t this mean that your position on the other side is far above the other side?
Chapter completed!