"Mr. Zhou, I said before that Grand Master Li should die. Is it too much to think about it?" When he came to Zhou Mansion for the first time, Zhao Yizhi proposed to visit the mansion. Zhou Ziru had no choice but to accompany him and show him around the courtyard one by one. Zhao Yizhi couldn't bear to worry and asked.
"Master Li's move is no different from rebellion and rebellion. If we don't eliminate it today, there will be chaos in the future. Things like the flood in Anhui City will be endless in the future." Zhou Ziru said at the side. "Not only must we do it, but we must do it so that everyone knows about it and tell the world. Only in this way can we establish our authority. It's almost noon."
"Can't we dismiss him from office to serve the people and send him back to his hometown?" Zhao Yizhi asked with a frown.
Zhou Ziru heard this and smiled softly: "Send him back to his hometown? He can return to his hometown. What should the people who died in Wancheng do? And with Li Taishi's reputation, it will be easy to make a comeback. I wonder if your majesty will still be able to plead for the people by then. 'Enthusiasm. Although I don't understand what happened to Your Majesty, and you are so smart and wise as you are today, Your Majesty actually understands very well in your heart what to do since your Majesty has great ambitions."
Zhou Ziru paused, then approached Zhao Yizhi and said softly: "Grandmaster Li has always been famous, and your Majesty's method is also good. He was sent back to his hometown... and died suddenly..."
Zhao Yizhi naturally understood, but for him who had traveled through time, he always felt that he was a "stealer", serving as a cheap emperor for nothing, deciding life and death with one word. He was somewhat timid in his heart, and he was still an important Grand Master in the imperial court. Zhao Yizhi frowned: "Let me think about it again."
"Your Majesty, noon is coming, do you think?" Wang Zhenliang emerged from nowhere and came to Zhao Yizhi to ask for instructions.
Zhao Yizhi glanced at Zhou Ziru, not expecting that he was already feeding the fish in a pavilion not far away by the water. Didn't look at him at all. As a last resort, Zhao Yizhi had no choice but to shout: "Mr. Zhou, I will go back to the palace first and talk about it another day."
Zhou Ziru sprinkled a handful of fish food into the water, stood up, looked back and saluted, and replied: "Your Majesty, go slowly, I will send you off. I am so negligent, I hope your Majesty will forgive you..."
"Come on, Mr. Zhou, feed the fish well and don't forget my words." Zhao Yizhi smiled and waved his hand, turned around and left.
Zhou Ziru stared at Zhao Yizhi's back. In the pavilion near the water, white clothes beat the snow.
Outside Zhou's mansion, the bearers hid in the shade of the trees in twos and threes, all of them dozing off. Some bearers looked into the mansion from time to time, anxiously waiting.
"Get up, everyone, get up and drive back... It's time to get up the sedan chair, come here." Wang Zhenliang came out and shouted to the bearers.
The bearers did not know their identities, they only knew that they were palace figures, so they naturally did not dare to neglect them and hurriedly carried the sedan chair under the shade of the tree and trotted over.
Zhao Yizhi frowned and walked behind, without saying anything, and got into the sedan. Zhou Ziru was speculating on him, and he was also speculating on Mr. Zhou. Zhou Ziru's attitude was to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys and establish the power of the emperor first. Such courage is inseparable from the Zhou family's 600-year-old family heritage. If you have such a plan, you are indeed considering yourself, which can be regarded as a good idea.
However, Zhao Yizhi really did not dare to make any independent claims, not only because of his status as a "stealer", but also because he did not have an accurate understanding of his "imperial power". Ever since that "calling a deer a horse" in the court, he didn't know how many loyal ministers there were in the court now. To put it figuratively speaking, he was not afraid of arm wrestling with Grand Master Li, but he did not dare to choke him.
"Hey, there aren't many buns left. They're all still hot. Who wants more?"
There were only twos and threes of people walking on the street. The fat lady had been shouting all morning. It seemed that business was going well, and there was only one basket left in the steamer.
Zhao Yizhi was sitting in the sedan chair, suddenly feeling like he was being stared at in the morning. Not only that, but he also felt a strong killing intent, the kind that felt like he was sitting on pins and needles with a sharp sword on his back. It seeped in from all directions from outside the sedan.
"Mr. Wang, it's already this time and you haven't eaten yet. How about trying the steamed buns from this restaurant? These bearer masters must not have eaten yet." Zhao Yizhi opened the curtain and said.
When the bearers in front and behind heard this, they nodded repeatedly: "This gentleman looks young, but he still cares about people."
"Unlike other officials, hey, he just called us master."
"Sir, I'm a little hungry, but if you are in a hurry, we don't care about this moment. Let's take you to the palace as soon as possible."
The others looked at each other and said words to each other, but Wang Zhenliang did not dare to neglect: "Stop, stop, stop under the shade of the tree, I will buy buns, who makes our family kind-hearted! We are all waiting here."
"Hey, Manager Wang, let me ask, do you know martial arts?" Wang Zhenliang was about to leave when Zhao Yizhi stopped him and asked.
"Martial arts? How can our family know any martial arts? Why do you ask this, Your Majesty?" Wang Zhenliang was a little confused.
"It's okay, it's okay. Just ask." Zhao Yizhi smiled.
"Sister-in-law, how many buns are left? I want them all, wrap them for me. Wrap the best ones separately! You can't miss the money." Wang Zhenliang ran to the bun stall, looked over, and saw that there were still some buns left. After a basket of steamed buns, I ate them all in one go.
"Okay, the buns you want, don't think this is the last one, this is the most fragrant. I will make these good ones for you separately." The fat woman saw the guest coming and smiled. Promise.
"Swill, here comes the swill. Please excuse me." The old man who had quarreled with the fat woman in the morning came back pushing the swill cart, shouting all the way.
Manager Wang covered his nose and fanned himself away from the unpleasant smell, but he took a few steps away. When Lao Liu was pushing the swill cart past, something unexpected happened and he stopped between the bun shop and the sedan chair. "Ouch, ouch, I'm so exhausted."
Manager Wang picked up the buns and turned around to go back. When he saw the swill bucket blocking him, he became furious and was about to speak.
Something unexpected happened. The wooden lids of the swill buckets on the cart suddenly rose into the sky. Four masked men in black jumped out from the two swill buckets. They rolled over and pulled out four big knives from under the cart. They jumped up at the same time. Jumping towards the sedan. Several bearers suffered a sudden change, and before they had time to react, they were all chopped down to the ground. They ignored them and struck at the sedan with a knife.
"Ding, ding, ding", at the critical moment, two iron spear thorns stretched out diagonally, blocking the front of the sedan. After blocking the sword, he slapped it hard, and several big knives were directly cut off, and several men in black were shot away. Got out. After taking a closer look, it turned out to be two young men, holding iron guns and wearing green shirts. There was also a dragon head embroidered with green thread on the chest. You really couldn't tell it if you weren't paying attention. The two young men looked thin, but the iron guns in their hands and the man in black flying backwards were enough to prove that the strength of these two young men should not be underestimated.
"Chen Congwei Qingtian arrived too late to save him from the sea. His Majesty was frightened." The two young men turned around and saluted the sedan, and said with a smile.
Zhao Yizhi opened the curtain and looked at several masked men in black: "Hey, you are still wearing night clothes in broad daylight. Are you afraid that I won't be able to find you?"
"Remember to catch the ones alive for me. If they are killed, I won't take you out next time." Zhao Yizhi ordered.
"Easy to handle!" A young man raised his spear upside down and rushed towards several men in black. Another young man stood by Zhao Yizhi's window holding a long gun with a smile, leaning on the sedan, but looking around warily.
The men in black and Old Liu Tou pulled out the daggers from their waists and rushed up to fight with Qingtian. Within a few rounds, all of them were beaten away. This young man still remembers to catch anyone alive and keep his hand at every turn.
The four men in black and the old Liu Tou pulling the cart looked at each other and said, "Escape!" and immediately scattered in all directions to escape. Some climbed over the wall, and some jumped into the river not far away. Old Liu Tou ran quickly towards the crowd in the distance, and in the blink of an eye, they all disappeared.
"Qingtian, is everything okay? If not, I'll do it." The young man leaning against the window of Zhao Yi's sedan asked with a smile.
"Humph" the young man named "Qingtian" snorted coldly. "Hush~" a whistle sounded, and several eagles flew out of nowhere in the sky and circled around Qingtian several times. Qingtian threw a few pieces of dried meat from his arms and pointed at the man in black in the distance. The eagle caught the dried meat and swallowed it, then scattered and flew in the direction where the men in black were escaping.
Qingtian threw the iron gun towards Jiahai, chased after Lao Liutou who had just run towards the crowd in the distance, and shouted back: "If they kill themselves, it's none of my business!"
Zhao Yizhi shook his head, smiled, and shouted to Wang Zhenliang: "Manager Wang, how long are you going to be in a daze? Don't worry about Baozi, let's see how these bearers are injured first."
Wang Zhenliang stood stunned for a long time holding the buns, and finally recovered after Zhao Yizhi shouted. He said "Hey" and ran towards Zhao Yizhi across the swill buckets scattered on the ground.
"Your Majesty, Baozi, please put some cushion first. It turns out that you just asked me if I know martial arts... You are really good at predicting things. These bearers are not in the way. How can they have your Majesty's wealth..."
Zhao Yizhi waved his hand, "Their target is not you, and I'm worried about what might happen... But fortunately, Qingtian Jihai is here, so it's okay. Go and see the bearers. If you don't go, I will go down by myself."
"Okay, old slave, go now, go now." Wang Zhenliang said quickly, and then trotted towards the bearers to check their injuries.
Zhao Yizhi saw Wang Zhenliang gone and handed the bun to Jiahai. Jiahai took the buns, threw them at the fat woman, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, please go back to the palace and ask the royal kitchen to make some good buns to apologize to you." With that, he inserted Qingtian's gun into Zhao Yizhi's sedan chair. Next to him, he picked up his gun and rushed towards the fat woman.
The fat woman kicked over her bun stall, and the baskets on the stall flew towards Jia Hai, and were bounced away one by one by Jia Hai's gun. "This damn Liu Mouse is more likely to fail than succeed!" After saying that, he pulled out a cloth bag from his waist and threw it towards Jiahai. He then turned around and jumped onto the roof, fleeing away. Seeing this scene, Zhao Yizhi was a little stunned, "You can still jump so high if you are so fat..."
The tip of Jiahai's spear tore through the bag, and dozens of poisonous bees flew out from it, flying towards Jiahai head-over-heels. Jiahai snorted, "It's a little trick," he lifted up the cage on the ground with one kick, grabbed it in his hand and started dancing in front of him. Jiahai had excellent eyesight and was good at observation. He quickly snagged all the poisonous bees and threw them to the ground. The iron gun shook with force. The poisonous bee was shattered in the cage.
Without Zhao Yizhi's orders, he threw the iron gun in his hand at Zhao Yizhi and stood in front of Zhao Yizhi's sedan chair. He jumped up and chased the fat woman who was running away.
Zhao Yizhi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the two chasing the murderer. He had been feeling the murderous intention and was still a little tired. Fortunately, Qing Tianjia Hai has already given chase.
"Whoops~" A wooden stick flew from a distance and headed towards Zhao Yizhi's temple.
Just as Zhao Yizhi turned his head, the wooden stick flew to his eyes... just one foot away...
