Song Jiang lay prone on the ground and kept promising Zhao Xu that such a thing would never happen.
Zhao Xu was too lazy to listen to this. He dealt with Song Jiang casually for a few times and immediately stood up: "Sir, I want to go out of the palace to visit General Wu!"
Then Song Jiang and the other three followed the little emperor closely and headed to the barracks where Wu Zhi was.
Zhao Xu expressed condolences to Wu Zhi this time. In addition to wanting to know Wu Zhi's injury, he also wanted to see Wu Zhi's soldiers.
Especially knowing the identity of the commanders of these soldiers allows them to feel the mighty grace of the Emperor.
The profound meaning of this is self-evident.
However, even the emperor's carriage was stopped by the guards outside the camp.
"How dare you! How dare you stop the emperor's car!"
Zhao Xu did not ask Lin Chong to accompany him when he went to work this time. None of the people he had with him now were from Wu Zhi.
When he came out, Zhao Xu did not think that he would not be able to enter Wu Zhi camp.
After all, he was the emperor. It was a great gift for the emperor to go out of the city to comfort his injured ministers, but the soldiers in the camp refused to let him in. Such a thing could never happen at any time or anywhere.
However, it still appeared in front of Zhao Xu's eyes!
At this time, Zhao Xu was sitting in the carriage.
His imperial guards and Wu Zhi's guards were in opposition to each other.
Because they couldn't even enter a single camp, this made all of them, as guardsmen, blush.
They are the Imperial Guards!
The most glorious and powerful army in the entire Song Dynasty!
Wherever you put it, they can come and go wherever they want.
When have you ever been treated like this!?
"You little ones don't want to live anymore, don't you?"
"If you dare to stop them again, we will execute you on the spot right now!"
Faced with the arrogant scolding of the Imperial Guards, a young general standing in front of them showed a nonchalant expression.
This person is none other than Wu Zhizheng's disciple, Pan Yan.
Pan Yan held an iron gun in his hand.
This iron gun looks plain and unpretentious. Even the tip of the gun is blunt. There are no sharp edges. It looks like it has not been polished. The whole gun is dark gray and very inconspicuous.
Pan Yan couldn't grasp the steel gun with one hand, so he held the steel gun in front of him with both hands, with a disdainful sneer on his face.
"Where does all this nonsense come from? If you want to leave, leave if you want. If you want to hit, hit if you want. My hands still feel itchy."
"You are looking for death!"
Seeing that the menacing imperial guards were about to fight with Wu Zhi's camp soldiers, at this moment, Zhao Xu in the carriage let out a low shout: "Stop!"
Zhao Xu reached out and opened the curtain first, revealing his arrogant appearance.
He stood on the bicycle frame and looked at Pan Yan condescendingly.
Zhao Xu stared at Pan Yan, narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "What's your name?"
Pan Yan laughed and said, "You won't change your name when you're working, and you won't change your surname when you're sitting down. That's the case with Pan Yan!"
"Pan Yan, do you know who I am?"
Pan Yan shrugged: "You guys came over in a menacing manner, covered in skins, and said that you are the Imperial Guards. We have never seen what the Imperial Guards look like, so how can we be sure that you are them?"
"Besides, this is the camp of Zhenshui Villa. No outsider is allowed to enter without my master's order!"
Song Jiang and Chai Jin, who were following the emperor's carriage, looked at each other.
Chai Jin laughed loudly at this time: "Little brother, what you said is wrong."
"Is there anything in the world that is not a royal land? The Zhenshui Villa you keep talking about is just a small villa. How can it be compared with my country, the Song Dynasty?"
"Did you know that with this sentence alone, the officials can convict you?"
