(Because I said that I would like to make an exception, I would like to give it a reward myself. I would like to give it a reward to my brothers who voted for this. Hehe... I will definitely get better if I can move forward with all my might. Thank you brothers. Although I don’t know if I will go to the end together, as long as I support you, I will be grateful to you the person Xiguan is most grateful to you.)

"Ten Guanqian...!" Zhou Xing's nephew showed a bad feeling: "If my brothers didn't come out just now, Ten Guanqian would be the one, but now, you can see that so many people have come out.

You know, it’s still snowing now, this Emperor’s Grand Prince... I want a thousand guan now."

"One thousand guan..." Ang Lee looked at Zhou Xing's cousin with a bad look and said, "Are you not afraid that this thousand guan can kill you?"

"I'm not afraid..." Zhou Xing's cousin looked at Ang Lee with a proud expression and said, "My cousin is Zhou Xing, and even ten thousand coins can't kill me..."

"Okay... OK..." Ang Lee said two good things in a row, and then said helplessly: "Zhang Hu...you go back and get the money, one thousand guan..."

"Young Master..." Zhang Hu showed an angry expression, even His Highness forgot to scream.

On the contrary, Ang Lee smiled and comforted, "It's okay... I will ask him to pay back the money no matter how he took it. This time we will make the Wu Zhao plow for His Majesty. As long as the Wu Zhao plow is made, His Majesty and everyone will recognize it. At that time, it was the time for this nephew Zhou Xing to surrender."

"Oh...I understand...I'll go get the money..." Zhang Hu sighed bitterly, then nodded and could only go get the money.

When the other side saw Zhang Hu compromise, Zhou Xing's cousin also showed a proud expression and said, "That's right... You farmer men just want to beat him. If you don't beat him, you will never be able to get it.

I just asked you for money forever, but if you give it, it will be fine.

A group of unintentional farmer.”

After scolding... all the yamen runners laughed loudly, and the laughter was very harsh. Zhang Hu and others... they clenched their fists in anger. However, this is Luoyang, not Qinling. If it were in Qinling, he would have hit him, and he would still be angry. But this is Luoyang, so he should think twice about anything he does.

Just when Zhang Hu was about to take Zhou Xiang and the others home to get the money.

A group of people... slowly walked over from a distance. There were about forty or fifty people in this group of people, wearing coarse linen clothes, and the clothes were patched. A group of people came to the front and back of the Ministry of Works.

I heard the cousin who was frowning for Zhou Xing, shouting: "Old Man Zhen... Why are you here again? I have brought so many people this time..."

The commoner who was called Old Man Zhen by Zhou Xing's cousin, looked at Zhou Xing's cousin and bowed slightly and said, "Master Zhou... I can't come. Our village has been out of food for almost three days, so I just expect the copper coins owed by the Ministry of Works to bring rice back.

The copper coins owed by the Ministry of Works have not been distributed for almost three months. Master Zhou, if the Ministry of Works doesn’t give them, our village will really starve to death.”

"What's so great about starving people to death... In Luoyang City, people will not die that day. Now you bring so many people here, are you going to rebel...?" Zhou Xing's cousin looked at Old Man Zhen and showed bad eyes.

When he heard the rebellion, Old Man Zhen immediately felt frightened and explained with a pale face: "Master Zhou, it's really not what you think. We just want to get back our own money.

If the children in our village cannot eat, they will really starve to death. Master Zhou, you can do it and report it to us.

As long as the Ministry of Works gives us the money, we will only take half of it, and we will respect the other half to you Mr. Zhou...!"

"Bah..." Zhou Xing's cousin looked at Old Man Zhen and spitted: "You Mr. Zhou, I still missed your little money. I tell you, get out as soon as possible. Tell you the truth. If the money is gone, you will starve to death. If you like to starve in your village, it has nothing to do with our Ministry of Works.

Now, get out of here immediately, or you will be responsible for the consequences!"

"You...you..." Old Man Zhen couldn't even say anything after being angry with this sudden ultimatum. Then a young man next to Old Man Zhen shouted loudly: "Your Ministry of Works is too unkind, are we making things for you in August.

We agreed to give money after delivery is completed, but we have finished our work, but you don’t give us money. It has been a few months since my father has come to your Ministry of Works for no less than ten times.

But now you don’t admit it. Are your Ministry of Works a bandit?"

"Boldly... openly insult the imperial servants... come... arrest me..." Zhou Xing's cousin, a small yamen runner who was guarding the door, shouted with great authority.

At this time, Ang Lee really wanted to see who Zhou Xing was and how powerful he had to be so that his cousin could have such great authority.

And just as Ang Lee shook his head slightly.

The yamen runners had already come to arrest people, but because the people had just caught the boy they were talking, the yamen runners could not catch people for a while, and then Zhou Xing's cousin shouted angrily: "You group of farmermen, dare to block the yamen runners' law, okay... You all have the same crime as the little thief, beat me, and beating me to death."

"Ba...!" "Ba...!" "Ba...!"

The sound of sticks whipping on people was heard, and the sounds were very crisp. Soon the people were all injured, but even if they were injured, the people were unwilling to let go of a gap and let these yamen runners capture Old Man Zhen and Old Man Zhen’s son who were surrounded by them.

However, Old Man Zhen suddenly cried and shouted, "Friends, let's go, let's go, let's go, I'm Zhen Qu... Thank you everyone, thank you really."

"Zhen Geng..." Who knew that just after the old man Zhen reported himself to his house, Zhang Hu, Xue Ding and others showed a hint of surprise and followed Zhang Hu forward and shouted.

"Zhen Geng... are you Zhen Geng... the old blacksmith Zhen Geng?"

Zhang Hu's voice stunned Zhen Geng because this voice was very familiar... Just as Zhen Geng was thinking about who the voice was, the old blacksmith Zhen Geng finally reminded Zhen Geng who the voice was.

"Brother...Brother...I am Zhen Geng, the old blacksmith Zhen Geng...I am the old blacksmith Zhen Geng..." After shouting, Zhen Geng's tears couldn't stop falling.

When Zhang Hu and others heard that the other party was really his brother, everyone roared up.

"You guys...!"

Zhang Hu took the lead and shouted, Meng Ke followed behind him, Zhou Xiang, Zhao Qing, Xue Ding, Xin Rui... A group of people could no longer care about the influence, and rushed up to beat the yamen runners of the Ministry of Works holding sticks.

Those miscellaneous people, just like a person, were wearing a dog-skinned fox and a tiger-like power, which was not enough for Zhang Hu and others to join forces. Soon more than twenty yamen runners were knocked to the ground.

On the other side, Zhou Xing's cousin was so scared that he almost urinated. When he saw Zhang Hu and others rushing towards him, Zhou Xing's cousin screamed and ran into the lobby of the Ministry of Works.

While running, he shouted: "Not good, the emperor's grandson has rebelled, no good, the emperor's grandson has rebelled...!"

"Hey...!" Ang Lee was so angry that he was about to jump up again. He was just a talent, a shameless talent. Framing was really engraved in his bones. He knew exactly how to turn a person's guilt from innocence to death.

The emperor rebelled... There are very great questions in this, because the emperors were taboo about the word rebellion, and Wu Zetian even more taboo about the rebellion of the Li family.

The rebellion of the emperor is to put Ang Lee and others to death.

But unfortunately, Ang Lee, the emperor's grandson, was a bit strange. Although his surname was Li, he was not considered the Li family royal family. Because he was surnamed by his mother, the rebellion of Ang Lee was a joke.
Chapter completed!