[As mentioned in the previous chapters, we want to posthumously make the protagonist a prince, so please brainstorm and decide a posthumous title for the protagonist and the fourth child. Just reply in this paragraph!]
To be honest, He Daming was confused by Su Chuyun's words.
I am so sincere, why do the people in front of me think I am a liar? Whoever I have met before has tears in my eyes and is indescribably grateful.
"Little brother, we are not liars!" He Daming explained.
"Not a liar? Then why do you and the previous group of people say the same thing? There is a Ming Prince and a Yong Prince. Is the prince ruined?"
If it were anything else, the guards could tolerate it, but Su Chuyun was so disrespectful to King Yong, which made the guards furious.
"presumptuous!"
I saw them drawing their swords out of their sheaths one after another, and some even raised their bows and arrows, and the scene suddenly became tense.
Just when the situation was about to get out of control, He Daming yelled: "Stop it!"
At this moment, He Daming's expression was gloomy, and he was obviously suppressing his anger.
"Little brother, don't talk nonsense. Talking about the prince is a capital crime!"
Not to mention, the scene just now really scared Su Chuyun.
The group of people in front of him drew their swords quickly and with overwhelming momentum, putting Su Chuyun in great danger.
No wonder you can travel in the wild on foot, these people are really fierce.
"Are you really King Yong's subordinates?" Su Chuyun asked again.
"How can it be false? From now on, please do not speak ill of the prince, otherwise you will be punished by death!"
Seeing that He Daming was so serious about his matter, Su Chuyun did not continue to talk back. At this moment, he had chosen to believe their identities.
Su Chuyun explained: "Brother, I didn't mean to offend, it's just that a group of people came to the village just now and said that they were some kind of King Ming's subordinates!"
"King Ming? We have never heard of King Ming. Where are they?"
"Right in the village!"
Impersonating the prince was something that He Daming would definitely not let go of. He sheathed his sword and said, "Open the door, I'll go see them!"
Su Chuyun hesitated here. He Daming and his party were much more dangerous than Zhang Lin and his party.
If these people enter Zhuangzi and become malicious, the trouble will be serious for a long time. Even if the possibility is extremely small, Su Chuyun cannot afford to gamble.
"My lord, I will send someone to call those people out. Please wait a moment!"
Su Chuyun's "neglectful" attitude made He Daming's soldiers extremely dissatisfied.
They wanted to get angry, but He Daming didn't say anything, so the soldiers just tolerated it.
But there are still people who complain and mourn; "Sir, it's you... who is so tolerant to them!"
He Daming disagreed and said calmly: "Your Majesty is kind and sent us here to save the people, not to make them angry!"
As soon as these words came out, even though everyone was still unhappy, they really had nothing to say.
On the other side, the people sent by Su Chuyun have arrived at the small courtyard in the middle of Zhuangzi. At this moment, Su Pinghe is still chatting with Zhang Lin.
"So, His Highness Prince Ming is really powerful!" Su Pinghe nodded.
"It's natural. As long as you, Zhuangzi, kneel under the prince, you will be protected by the prince, and you will never have to worry about it in the future!" Zhang Lin said with a smile.
"I wonder what happened to Mr. Su in the accident?"
When it came time to express his position, Su Pinghe stopped talking and thought about how to get more benefits.
Of course, this also means that Su Pinghe himself is willing to submit, after all, it is easy to enjoy the shade under the big tree.
At this moment, a young man rushed over, stood at the door and shouted: "Master, another group of people came outside, saying that they are King Yong's subordinates!"
Having said this, the young man glanced at Zhang Lin and others, and then said: "The eldest young master said, please ask these Mingwang's subordinates to go out and have a look!"
Like Su Chuyun, Su Pinghe had never heard of King Ming, but he knew about the famous King Yong.
"this……"
While hesitating, Su Pinghe glanced at Zhang Lin, wanting to see what the other person's attitude was.
"Prince Yong? The emperor's son?" Zhang Lin frowned.
At this moment, Su Pinghe had already stood up. He walked to the door and said with a smile: "He Xiaoqi, do you want to go and see me too?"
Like Su Chuyun, Su Pinghe also felt that King Yong, a member of the royal family, was more reliable than the self-reliant King Ming.
Yes, after reading Zhang Lin's story, Su Pinghe directly judged that the so-called Ming King Zhu Jinzhang was a rebel in the Jin Dynasty.
The conversation just now made Su Pinghe want to take refuge. That was because he didn't know that the imperial court was still there.
Now that King Yong also sent people, Su Pinghe suddenly had the idea of "abandoning the darkness and turning to the light" in order to survive in such a miserable life.
"See you soon!" Zhang Lin then stood up.
All the men behind him also followed him out, and a group of people walked towards the south gate of Zhuangzi.
When they walked outside, all the young people in the village followed them out, watching the excitement without thinking it was a big deal.
When Zhang Lin and his party arrived at the gate of Zhuangzi, He Daming outside had already finished forming the team.
The four guards stood in two rows, and Zhang Lin stood alone at the front of the team, acting extremely serious and indifferent.
On the wall of Zhuangzi, Su Chuyun shouted to He Daming: "He Xiaoqi, this is King Ming's subordinate, He Lin He Xiaoqi!"
He Daming stared at Zhang Lin with sharp eyes and asked: "King Ming? How come I don't know, there is another King Ming!"
"Who are you?" Zhang Lin did not answer directly.
"We are the ninth son of the current emperor and subordinates of His Highness King Yong!"
When he saw that the opponent's equipment was complete and sophisticated, Zhang Lin actually believed it.
"His Royal Highness King Ming, Chengtian Yingren, was granted the title by God, and he is no worse than your King Yong!" Zhang Lin said with increased momentum.
In the eyes of He Daming and other guards, the only person who can truly be called a worthy person is King Yong, to whom he is loyal, and the others are not worthy of these four words at all.
Before He Daming could say anything, a guard scolded him: "Bullshit King Ming, among all the princes of Longyou, there is a person like the one you mentioned!"
"What a fucking pig, how dare you steal a position of honor!"
Being insulted repeatedly by the guards, even though He Daming didn't want to cause trouble, he was so angry that he wanted to kill someone.
These people can be sent out to search for living people and supplies. In addition to being smart with their mouths, they also have some skills in their hands.
"You bastard, who do you, Prince Yong, think you are?"
"Damn it, if it weren't for the dirty officials in the imperial court who caused disaster to the people and made God angry, how could there be such disasters in this world!"
"Return to the emperor's ninth son, so what if he is the prince? It's not like he has one shoulder to carry and one head to carry!"
"presumptuous……"
The last sound was the roar of the guards. They drew their swords out of their sheaths one after another, and some of them drew their bows and arrows to kill him.
"Everyone, please listen to me, let's be harmonious..."
Before Su Pinghe could say anything, one of the guards had already loosened the bowstring in his hand and shot sharp arrows into the manor.
Passing through the gap in the door, the arrow directly hit Zhang Lin's man. After being hit by the arrow, the man fell to the ground directly.
Although it did not hit any vital points, it penetrated the person's abdomen. According to the current medical conditions, he was almost certain to die.
At this moment, Zhang Lin ordered his men to evade quickly. He could no longer let his men become living targets.
At the same time, Zhang Lin and his men also drew their swords out of their sheaths. They would not sit still and wait for death in this situation.
Since the other side dares to kill people, they also dare to retaliate in kind.
Damn King Yong's subordinates, must I kill all of you today... Zhang Lin thought.
