Chapter 15 The scarlet curtain opens

Chapter 15: The scarlet curtain opens

“Does anyone speak Chinese!?”

After kicking the corpse at his feet unwillingly, Zhu Zhanhe turned around with anger on his face.

Originally, he had already decided on the script for this time, and at least there should be no changes in the near future.

Well now, the two actors are gone, the perfect script is completely ruined, and it has become a joke!

How could this make him not angry?

"No one can speak Chinese?" Seeing that no one answered, Zhu Zhanhe's eyes narrowed.

Now everyone knows that this nine-year-old child is dangerous.

"I...I will..."

A trembling voice sounded, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

"Oh?" Zhu Zhanhe raised the corner of his mouth and showed a soft smile.

However, in the next second, this nine-year-old child said cold words that made people feel like they fell into an ice cave.

"You didn't come out when I shouted for the first time. Why are you coming out now? Do you think I'm being fooled!?"

As these words were spoken, the smile on Zhu Zhanhe's face disappeared instantly and turned into a cold one.

"Zhu Ling!"

"yes!"

Qiang~

The long sword was unsheathed, and the blade reflected the cold light in the sun.

The next second, there was a flash of cold light, and a life passed away so quietly.

He didn't even have time to utter a scream.

"Now, is there anyone who wants to talk?" Zhu Zhanhe took out his handkerchief, wiped the blood that was spattered on his body, and spoke in a cold tone.

The scene returned to the same silence as before, and no one dared to move casually because they were confused now.

They had no idea whether Zhu Zhanhe wanted them to say it or not.

"It seems that everyone wants to talk." Zhu Zhanhe sighed and shook his head with a little disappointment.

"Zhu Ling!"

"yes!"

Qiang~

The familiar voice sounded again, and everyone kneeling on the ground shuddered involuntarily when they heard the voice.

"I said! I said!"

Finally, some people could no longer withstand the pressure and rolled forward and crawled forward for a long distance, almost reaching Zhu Zhanhe's feet.

Ding~

The sharp blade penetrated straight into the soil, and the sound it made when it hit something hard made the man stop his movements and swallowed subconsciously.

"Oh?" Zhu Zhanhe knelt down with interest and looked at the person in front of him.

"I killed one just now, but you still want to come out. It seems you really have something to say."

"Then tell me, I hope it will satisfy me."

As soon as Zhu Zhanhe said this, the eyes of the people kneeling on the ground shone with light, and there was an emotion called longing in their eyes.

At this moment, they wished that the person who climbed out just now was them.

However, there is only one chance.

"Okay! Okay..." The man who had worked up his courage was finally rewarded. He hurriedly told everything he knew, as cleanly as pouring beans out of a bamboo tube, without daring to hide anything.

"Well, not bad, not bad..." Zhu Zhanhe nodded with satisfaction, making the man breathe a sigh of relief.

However, Zhu Zhanhe's next words made his heart jump to his throat again.

"But, this is just your one-sided statement..." Zhu Zhanhe calmly took out the saber from Zhu Ping's waist next to him, and his calm look made everyone tremble.

"Does anyone want to refute what he said?"

Everyone swallowed again, because now they had no idea what Zhu Zhanhe wanted them to say, let alone what they had to do to survive.

However, what that person said was everything they, the guards, knew, and there was nothing wrong with it. What should they do?

Stand up and refute, and then make nonsense?

Impossible, they know very well that lies cannot be hidden for long, and if they are exposed in the future, the consequences will definitely be even worse.

You may die if you tell the truth, but if you lie, the result will definitely be worse than death!

Zhu Zhanhe's previous actions had completely frightened them, and they had no doubt that Zhu Zhanhe had a way to make them unable to survive or die.

"Is there no objection?" Zhu Zhanhe inserted the saber back into Zhu Ping's scabbard, seemingly disappointed.

But his actions made the people kneeling on the ground breathe a sigh of relief.

"Zhu Ling, let someone take him away." Zhu Zhanhe waved his hand, his face full of dissatisfaction.

It seemed that he was very disappointed that he could not find an excuse to kill.

Seeing that they had escaped disaster, all the people kneeling on the ground breathed a long sigh of relief, and even kept kowtowing to express gratitude.

However, what they didn't know was that what greeted them next was not forgiveness, but an even more miserable hell.

Jin Yiwei's Zhao Prison was frightening to people in this era, and it could even stop a child from crying at night.

"Commander Zheng." Seeing that everyone was taken away, Zhu Zhanhe turned his head and looked at Zheng He, who had been accompanying him here.

"The matter has been completed. We don't need the treasure ship for the remaining matters, so we won't bother Commander Zheng."

"Commander Zheng has a heavy mission on the ocean, and it is already inappropriate to delay for so long. The current situation is calm, so Commander Zheng would be better off setting off as early as possible."

"I hope that when Commander Zheng returns, this prince can still be at Yingtian Mansion to greet Commander Zheng."

"His Royal Highness, your words are serious." Zheng He took a deep look at Zhu Zhanhe, his eyes full of fear.

He is Zhu Di's man, not from the King of Han, nor from a princeling, but if he had to choose one, he would definitely choose the prince.

But now, Zhu Zhanhe's performance made him waver a little.

However, this wavering soon disappeared.

Watching Zheng He go away and looking at the soldiers who boarded the ship with Zheng He, a happy smile appeared in Zhu Zhanhe's eyes.

He has succeeded. He has successfully sent the people he trained over the past two years into the treasure fleet. Although there are only more than a hundred people, this is enough.

These more than a hundred people are enough to change the world.

"Let's go." Watching the treasure ship leave, Zhu Zhanhe also lowered his head and kicked the corpse in front of him.

"Cut off this man's head, process it, and take it away."

The head of the second son of the Southeast China merchant family will be of great use in the future, and it would be a waste to keep it here.

A gust of sea breeze blew gently, taking away the smell of blood from Huangjiao Mountain, as if it wanted to tell others what happened here.

However, the breeze is speechless and no one can understand its meaning.

Some of the people who know what happened here will leave the Ming Dynasty and will not return until one or even two years later. The other part is the people assigned to Zhu Zhanhe by the current Emperor Yongle.

They are all members of the Three Thousand Battalion and come from the three guards of Wuliangha. What happens along the coast has nothing to do with them.

After boarding the ship, Zhu Zhanhe looked up at the sky, looking at the gloomy sky in the distance and murmuring to himself.

"Dark clouds are closing in on the city, and the curtain is rising..."

"I hope I can hold it..."
Chapter completed!