"Well!"

The galloping carriage and armored soldiers suddenly saw such a figure appearing in the middle of the road. They quickly pulled the reins and forced the horse and carriage to stop.

The time for them to react was too short. When these tall horses finally stopped, they had already arrived less than ten feet in front of Zhao Si. The strong wind and gravel blew made his cheek hurt.

However, this pain was naturally ignored by Zhao Si.

When God is about to give a great responsibility to this man, he must first suffer his mind and mind, exhaust his muscles and bones, and starve his body.

What is a little pain in the face of the great cause of sanctification? He is even ready to be trampled to death by these tall horses and then whipped the corpse by the wheel.

However, there was a slight difference between reality and expectations. The horse pulling the cart did not run over him, but forced it to stop. Because it was too fast, the carriage behind it was shaking violently.

"Why did he stop?"

Zhao Si frowned and expressed deep indignation for the child of this playboy nobleman who did not take human life indifferently!

However, everything is still under control...

As long as I speak, the playboy in the carriage will be angry and embarrassed...

Zhao Si was about to speak when suddenly, a cold neck felt cold, and a sharp tingling sensation reached his nerves.

"Who are you? Why are you blocking the road? Are you not afraid of death?"

Two sharp and sharp long swords were placed on Zhao Si's neck, and the first soldier, who spoke indifferently, questioned him.

fear death?

I was a quasi-saint who asked for his life for the people, but unfortunately angered the powerful and powerful. He was particularly famous for his death. Even if it was the way of heaven, it would be unreasonable, right?

Zhao Si smiled contemptuously, straightened his body, and patted the dust that did not exist on the maroon.

"The place where Chaoge is best, at the foot of the human king, how can you let you be arrogant!"

His voice was like a bell, and his righteousness was awe-inspiring. Not only did he not retreat at all, he took a step towards Chang Ge, cutting into his skin with his blade, and oozing blood.

"So brave!"

The leader shouted angrily and raised the long spear in his hand!

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In the carriage pulled by the squad, there were two people sitting, one wearing gorgeous clothes, white hair, and the other wearing armor, which was very heroic.

"This little guy is quite interesting. It seems that you and I are eager to return in the army by the order this time. Although it is an act of disturbing the people, they are also surprised."

The gray-haired old man was in good spirits, stroked his beard and looked outside through the opening of the carriage.

"If I can train myself well, I will be a loyal and brave general of my Da Shang."

"Why did the old master make this comment?" asked the man with armor next to him, "Although this person is brave, there are also many brave men in our great Shang army who are not afraid of death."

"The difference between the two is far from each other."

The old man smiled faintly, his voice neither anxious nor slow: "As the saying goes, it is easy to die generously, but it is difficult to die calmly. When two armies fight, if they do not advance, they will retreat. If they cannot help themselves, they will be dead, and they will be able to listen to a military order."

"And this guy seems to be just a rural vulgar, but he dares to stop me from fighting. Even if he has a long sword and a wide finger, he will not look at all panic and can still speak out in a serious manner."

"Anger and red face are called blood bravery; anger and blue face are called meridian bravery; anger and white face are called bone bravery. However, this boy's blade is added to his body, but his complexion remains unchanged..." The old man looked at the young man who was still talking generously in the face of the angry face of the soldier, and his face became more and more appreciative.

"It's really a brave man!"

The middle-aged man wearing armor next to him nodded thoughtfully and smiled: "Is the old master willing to cherish talent?"

"To learn from the country, I am the duty of my ministers."

The old man stood up and walked out of the carriage.

"Let's go out and meet together."

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The sharp blade of the long spear in the hands of the leader pointed directly into Zhao Si's eyebrows. If he went one inch further, the Niwan Palace would be broken and he would die.

Facing death, Zhao Si was actually not that calm.

Nonsense, I’m afraid of pain when I pull out my teeth, let alone being stabbed by Ge?

However, under the beautiful vision of sanctification, the fear of death was defeated, which only made Zhao Si close his eyes and not look at the fallen weapons.

The knife is drawn and the young man will live up to the point of being able to... This sentence is not good.

I smiled at the sky with my own sword, leaving my heart and soul with my heart!

"Why haven't he done it yet?"

Zhao Si, who had already begun to choose his own desperate poem, had not waited for a long time to see the coldness, the pain, and the expected sublimation, and could not help but open his eyes in confusion.

The soldier who was originally pointing at him with a long spear had already taken back the weapons in his hand and stood respectfully at the door of the carriage.

The curtain of the carriage was pulled open inside, and two figures walked out of it.

"Isn't it a playboy?" Zhao Si was stunned.

The people who came out were old and middle-aged. Both of them were expressionless and sharp, and they had nothing to do with the arrogant and domineering young nobles he had imagined.

"I'm not a playboy, but still so domineering. Looking at this pretentious look, he must be... a traitor!"

Zhao Si quickly made an inference.

Hello, traitor!

If he is not a treacherous minister, how could he commit suicide?

"Why are you blocking the road here? How dare you disturb the military and national affairs in the country?" The old teacher deliberately looked stern and walked to Zhao Si and said in a deep voice.

Who are you scaring about military and national affairs?

Zhao Si became more and more convinced that these two people must be treacherous officials.

A serious person, who always bluffs people with military and national affairs?

"I have heard that water can carry boats, but it can also overturn boats. The people are the foundation of the country, and the country is stable. Those who carry military and national affairs are the people. It is wrong to use it as an excuse to hurt the people!" Zhao Si made up randomly and refuted this "treacherous minister" without hesitation.

This is to deal with the treacherous minister, to lose his face!

Otherwise, if he is in a timid way, he will not kill him once he is in a good mood. That won’t work!

"The people are the foundation of the country? Good! A good water can carry a boat, and it can also overturn the boat!"

This sentence was quite fresh. After thinking about it for a while, the old teacher couldn't help but agree with it and was very happy.

"Originally, I just chose a good general in front of the formation, but this person is not only brave, but also has a very common conversation. Maybe... well, give him another try!"

The old teacher's thoughts changed, but his face became more and more low on the surface.

"It's just a sweet word, you know that this is a death sentence!" The old teacher took a step forward and his voice was fierce.

capital offense?

I'm not happy if it's a death sentence!

Zhao Si gradually entered the state, and Wen (六官网) thoughts in the spring, showing a sigh: "Fish, what I want, the bear's paw, it is what I want, and the two cannot be both. It is the one who abandons the fish and takes the bear's paw; life, what I want, and righteousness, it is the one who wants, and the two cannot be both. It is the one who sacrifices life and takes the righteousness!"

"The old thief in the beard, the old man in the old man! If you want to kill him, you can kill him!"

In order to prevent the mood from being inadequate, Zhao Si specially added a scolding in the back, and then stood there, waiting for the "traitorous minister" to be angry and embarrassed.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Sacrifice your life for justice! Good! Good!"

The old teacher said two good words in a row, and was already overjoyed and did not care about the slander afterwards.

"Left and right! Let's take this friend with you first, and wait until King Wucheng and I come to the palace to meet the saint, and then make arrangements!"

"Yes, Grand Master!"

The two soldiers bowed slightly, responded to the order, walked over, and easily raised Zhao Si, who was confused, and brought him to a horse.
Chapter completed!