"God? I seem to be very similar to the gods you define. But in fact, I am not the gods you define. You should regard me as a superman."

"Superman is superior to other mortals. This word is very appropriate." Zeng Guofan asked in a deep voice: "The second question is whether my younger brother Zeng Guoquan is dead."

As soon as he finished speaking, he smiled bitterly: "Well, I don't need to answer this question from the young king. My brother should have died long ago, but I am not willing to accept it myself."

He Xuan is still drinking tea.

"The third question is also the last question. Logically speaking, my Zeng Mansion has never been tight in defense. The young king could have come to take the head of my neck, but it has not been taken. It was only now that he suddenly came to kill him, which is a bit strange." Zeng Guofan asked the biggest doubt in his heart.

"I actually want to answer your question in another way."

"First of all, my current strength can already destroy the Qing Dynasty. However, I am not in a hurry. Because the Qing Dynasty has always regarded the Western countries as its backers."

"I want to defeat the Western countries first, so that the Qing Dynasty could be put in a complete despair, and then defeat the Qing Dynasty."

"Now I suddenly thought of killing you in advance, just to let the stupid dogs of the Qing Dynasty understand that I want to kill you, just like killing a chicken. Let them live in the fear of being killed by me at any time. How good will it be for them to live without their remaining life."

"So that's it, I understand." Zeng Guofan sighed: "I've served the country all my life, but unexpectedly, I ended up now."

"Salvation of the country for life?" He Xuan smiled playfully: "Zeng Guofan, Zeng Guofan, what qualifications do you have to say that you serve the country for life?"

Zeng Guofan smiled coldly: "Young King, although you are powerful in your martial arts, I am worthy of the country and the court in my life. How can I be unfaithful and unfilial?"

"Loyalty? Filial piety? Hahahaha, the so-called Qing Dynasty itself was a freak. The Qing Dynasty was in the name of Manchu Qing Dynasty. At that time, at the end of the Ming Dynasty, we had about 100 million Han people, but were killed by the Qing Dynasty. There were dozens of massacres of hundreds of thousands of people."

"Our country is China. It's not the Qing Dynasty."

"You recognize the thief as your father."

"Also proud."

"Rich, ridiculous."

"Originally, the Qing court should have been overthrown."

"But because you, who recognizes thieves as a father, have been with you until now."

"You deserve to die in all your sins."

"Entering the eighteenth floor of hell, you will not be able to repay your sins."

"We were born here, what did he do when we were old accounts hundreds of years ago?" Zeng Guofan's face also turned red.

"Haha, don't you have to forget the old accounts from hundreds of years ago? Let me tell you one thing. Didn't you say I am a god? I have experienced the late Ming Dynasty. I have witnessed the massacre of the Qing people back then." He Xuan sneered.

Zeng Guofan's eyes became inconspicuous.

If others say he has experienced the late Ming Dynasty.

I guess Zeng Guofan would laugh and say that this person was crazy.

However, this person is the young king of the Taiping Army!

But he was a little reluctant to believe it.

"You thief, the father, will never regret it until you die. Then go and die." He Xuan was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he directly unsheathed his sword and swept through a cold light.

Bang!

Zeng Guofan's huge head fell to the ground!

After He Xuan killed Zeng Guofan, he temporarily let out a sigh of anger, took the sword, and walked outside. At this time, he was still in Beijing, so it would be better to wear a mask. However, He Xuan didn't want to wear it at all, and just walked on the road with a big thorn.

"That's the young king of the Taiping Army." Someone finally recognized He Xuan. His shouting aroused countless discussions, and a large number of people gathered over to see what this god-man looked like.

"He's out."

"This man doesn't look like he is as powerful as he imagined, nor does he have three heads and six arms."

"You care whether he has three heads and six arms, but he has killed countless Qing soldiers."

"Speaking of this, he is the young king of the Taiping Army, isn't he the primary target of the court to deal with? He appears like this, and he is not afraid that the court will send troops to take him." said an ordinary person.

"You are thinking too much, the court sends troops to take him? Where did the court get such great skills? The current court cannot deal with him at all, so it can only seek help from Western countries."

As these people expected, the Qing court had already known about He Xuan's appearance, and the above sent orders to ask the lower ones to capture He Xuan. But the lower ones were not fools, weren't they just working but not working hard? They stood far away from He Xuan, and occasionally suddenly fell down by himself, claiming to be injured by He Xuan dozens of feet away. He Xuan's invisible energy was so powerful.

When He Xuan walked out of Beijing, all the Qing soldiers rushed to see each other out, and none of them dared to take action.

One person and one sword.

Suppress a capital!

...

Forbidden City.

On the court.

It's still morning court.

Cixi's expression became quite ugly: "Yesterday, Zeng Wenzheng's mansion was attacked by a thug like the young king of the Taiping Army. Zeng Wenzheng died for his country. What do you think?"

The ministers below, you looked at me, I looked at you, and most of them smiled bitterly.

What do you think?

What do they think of?

They are all terrified to death now.

Zeng Guofan died just like that.

Their guards in the mansion may not be better than Zeng's mansion.

Even if they were dispatching troops, He Xuan really wanted to kill them. Can they really escape? Many ministers have decided not to go home to live tonight. It would be better to leave the sedan chair and find some hidden places to live. They were so scared that their families didn't dare to go back.

Besides, what's the use of their opinion?

Now, haha, even if the Qing Dynasty suppressed all its troops, it would not be able to kill He Xuan. He Xuan killed thousands of people at once and then fled, and it would take only a few days to drag down the Qing Dynasty's army, so they had no opinion.

However, seeing Cixi's angry look, Zuo Zongtang had no choice but to stand up helplessly: "Brother Li Hongzhang, he has already gone to negotiate with the Westerners. Once the Westerners have agreed, he can destroy the young king of the Taiping Army."

"But even if he is destroyed, he can be reborn. This matter is endless." Cixi said angrily: "Is there any other way for others?"

All the ministers looked at the ground under their feet, as if there was something interesting on the ground.

Cixi was furious: "You stupid people, for nothing, for you, wait until the Ai family goes to invite a loudspeaker, a monk, a Taoist priest, and deal with this monster. The bright world of my Qing Dynasty is shocking thousands of miles away. Could it be that I can't suppress this monster?"
Chapter completed!