A cloud of blood mist splashed up, and the beautifully decorated long sword in Zhu Su's hand sank into Zhu Xian's chest faster than anyone could react.
"Your Highness... Your Highness?"
Not only Zhu Xian was inexplicably horrified, but Di Meng, Li Rong, Di Meng and everyone who witnessed this scene were also shocked.
It is true that Prince Yongjia is very arrogant and arrogant. Everyone can see that he has no respect for the fifth prince.
But, he is the eldest son of Yongjia Hou Mansion!
At the founding of the People's Republic of China, among the founding heroes designated by Emperor Taizu, Yongjia Marquis Zhu Liangzu was ranked twenty-seventh as a surrendered general!
Such a son of a hero was stabbed to death by a prince in the street!
"You...you really dare to kill me..."
After all, it was Zhu Su's first time to kill someone. The tip of the sword in his hand was erratic and inaccurate. However, Zhu Xian was not killed directly by this sword strike.
But it's almost the same. Although he's not dead, it just adds to the pain. Zhu Xian grabbed Zhu Su with his bare eyes, his mouth was overflowing with blood and he made a sound. He stared at Zhu Su with furious eyes in surprise, as if he wanted to catch Zhu Su to death.
"Why don't you dare!"
Zhu Su, who was still a little flustered because it was his first time to kill someone, heard him ask. He gritted his teeth and stirred the handle of the sword with both hands. Zhu Xian screamed. Zhu Su pulled out the sword and stretched out his legs to kick. The Yongjia Hou Crown Prince fell to the ground on his back, still staring at Zhu Su.
"Your Highness...this..."
Yao Guangxiao looked at Zhu Xian, who was still staring at death, and then at the soldiers stationed at Qixia Qianhu Station who were still in shock. The hairs on his back stood up.
As soon as his mind changed, he shouted loudly: "The traitor Zhu Xian wanted to assassinate the king, but he was killed by His Highness instead!"
"If you have no objection, take off your sword and kneel down immediately, and you will not be affected by Zhu Xian!"
"Kneel down to untie the sword! You can protect yourself from any trouble!"
"If anyone dares to approach the former, you need to see if this steel sword of mine recognizes you!" Li Rong also came to his senses, drew his sword and moved forward to protect Zhu Su behind him, while shouting loudly.
Hearing Li Rong's loud shout, the garrison soldiers who had originally wanted to rush up to see Zhu Xian's condition suddenly looked at each other and couldn't help but stop. At this time, someone shouted: "Your Highness is not your Highness! They killed the Crown Prince in front of our eyes!"
"Teach us how to explain to the Marquis!"
"There are many of us, so we can rush up and capture them back to the Marquis Mansion and hand them over to the big shots in the Marquis Mansion!" He said and stepped forward with his sword raised.
After he made such a noise, the other soldiers were immediately ready to take action. Li Rong glared at Huan and said angrily: "Seeking death!"
Not afraid of the crowd, he stepped forward with the sword in his hand, followed the sword with his body, shouted loudly, and twisted around,
The guy who made the noise was actually cut into two pieces with a sword!
"Who dares to take a step forward again!"
The others were all horrified and did not dare to step forward. Zhu Su took the opportunity and said loudly: "I am the King of Wu of the Ming Dynasty, and you and others are our soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, not the private soldiers of the Yongjia Marquis Mansion!"
"Are you going to kill the nine tribes for this rebellious minister and traitor?"
With this shout, the soldiers in Qianhusuo suddenly lost their fighting spirit.
As the first soldier dropped his weapon, the sound of "dang clang, clang clang" as weapons were thrown away could be heard in Qixia Ferry. In the blink of an eye, a large group of people knelt down.
Seeing that the crisis was over, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"Your Highness, why did you force yourself to take action?" Li Rong and others drove the soldiers from the Qianhu Division back to the station. Di Meng couldn't help but ask when looking at Zhu Xian's still dead body on the ground.
"Although Zhu Xian is arrogant, what he said is actually quite reasonable."
"I really don't know why Your Highness suddenly killed you!"
Zhu Sugang raised his head and rinsed his face with water from the gourd. Hearing Di Meng's question, he put down the gourd and wiped the water stains on his face. "Di Meng, do you also think that I should continue to be with Zhu Xianxu?"
"Yes. After all, the prescription has been recovered. And what Zhu Xian said is true. He is a noble person. Even if he got the prescription, he would not dare to make a big show of it... This prescription must be a conspiracy for the Korean people." Di Meng said .
"The Korean is dead. Only Zhu Xian can know what his intentions are, and the Yongjia Marquis Mansion has also provided great help to His Highness."
"Now that His Highness has killed Yongjiahou's crown prince, how can Yongjiahou rest? This man is already arrogant, and now His Highness is a mortal enemy with the help of Bai Shu..."
"Di Meng, I don't understand the struggle for power in the court. I hate fighting for power the most." Before Di Meng could finish speaking, Zhu Su interrupted him.
"I don't care about any help or plots. You want to use me as a ladder to the sky, but you have found the wrong person."
"I told you that I just want to live a lazy life in the imperial palace. In my free time, it is enough to tinker with things that benefit the country and the people. Naturally, the court of the Ming Dynasty has my father and elder brother to worry about. "
"But my father scolded me for being lazy and felt that I was avoiding my 'big responsibility'. Uncle Xu also said to me a few days ago, 'When you are in the middle of the situation, there is no reason to stay out of it'..."
Zhu Su glanced at Zhu Xian who was lying dead on the ground. "What do you think my big responsibility should be? Is it to organize the power-hungry Hu Weiyong and these arrogant and domineering nobles to falsely claim to be disciples of the Yellow Emperor, fight to the death with my elder brother, and turn the world upside down?"
"No, I have been thinking for a long time. My great responsibility should be in the Ming Dynasty, among the millions of Chinese people. Since I appear here inexplicably, there should be some kind of mysterious existence asking me to change those things in the future. A sad history." Zhu Su seemed to be talking to Di Meng, but also seemed to be just talking to himself.
"What I want to do is to strangle the damn world in the cradle in the future, to prevent the Chinese people from suffering from the iron hoofs of foreign races, and to make the Ming Dynasty stand on the top of all nations..."
"...Your Highness really has great ambitions!" Di Meng said happily. He was a little confused by what Zhu Su said, and after thinking about it, he thought that this was a good opportunity to remonstrate. "His Royal Highness built an academy, cultivated agriculture and mulberry trees in the village, built roads and bridges, and developed the economy. Today's Imperial Manor is like a paradise in the world. This shows that Your Highness has great talent!"
"That's why Your Highness should guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and not kill people out of anger."
"Di Meng, I understand your advice to guard against arrogance and impetuosity. I know you are worried that killing Zhu Xian will cause trouble." Zhu Su said to himself.
"But you don't know, I didn't kill Zhu Xian out of anger..."
Zhu Su looked at the white fish belly on the horizon, and his words seemed to be murmuring.
"I'm just taking revenge."
Di Meng was startled, not knowing what Zhu Su was talking about.
"How can you stay out of the situation when you are in the middle of it?"
"If I don't do what I should do, innocent people will naturally bear my karma..."
Zhu Su turned to look at the surviving craftsmen. Thinking of the three people killed by Zhu Xian, Zhu Su felt depressed and panicked.
This was the first time someone died for himself.
If I don't kill Zhu Xian, how can I be worthy of those three resentful souls who died in vain?
Di Meng didn't understand and just looked at Zhu Su with a worried look. After a long time, he said: "But Your Highness, how will this matter be dealt with?"
"Zhu Xian is also a prince of the Hou family after all, and he just punished him without teaching..."
"So what if you kill him instead of teaching him?" Zhu Su chuckled.
"I don't need to take care of this mess."
"Someone will have a headache."
Zhu Su straightened his clothes.
"Anyway, I'm tired of living like this."
"It's just a good opportunity to take advantage of this to stay away from the court, and by the way, hand over a knife..."
(End of chapter)
