"Mingfu... Xinfeng County urgently reported..."

An official rushed into Zhi Jinwu's official residence and reported in a panic: "The Shizhong led Xinfeng to order Zhang Zi to be assassinated again, and the assassin carried a big yellow crossbow!"

Bang!

The teacup in Wang Mang's hand fell to the ground, and he sat down like a fool.

Rhubarb crossbow?

Zhang Zi was assassinated again?

Wang Mang knew what these two things meant?

It means the sky collapses and the earth breaks!

The emperor had originally suspected that someone had once murdered the little champion Hou.

Now, this is happening.

This Majesty must believe it without doubt and fall into a crazy guess!

"Is Shizhong Zhang injured?" Wang Mang asked almost in a tremolo.

If Zhang Zizhong is injured or even dies...

Wang Mang no longer dares to imagine what kind of storm will be next!

It must be an unprecedented hurricane, and no one who is swept by the hurricane will be spared!

Even if he is the one who holds Jinwu, he may not be able to protect himself.

"Ming Mansion..." The official's expression was a bit strange. He hesitated for a long time before he bowed: "According to Xinfeng's report, the Shizhong received the Xinfeng Order, killed five assassins with his hand, and captured three of them... Xinfeng County asked us to take over..."

When Wang Mang heard this, he was so shocked that his eyes were glaring out, and then rubbed his hands with great ecstasy and said, "What are you waiting for?" Halfway through his words, he suddenly said, "I will go to Xinfeng to personally accept the prisoners!"

Just in time, I went to see this Shizhong Zhang.

When he was assassinated by the Great Yellow Crossbow, he not only did not die, but instead killed the other party.

This Shizhong Zhang is worth seeing him...

What's more, there is still a living person.

People who can use the rhubarb crossbow and can leave the barracks with the rhubarb...

Behind this, there must be something shocking.

He must go there personally, otherwise any accident may happen!

"Transfer the order from my official to go to the arsenal..." Wang Mang threw out half of the tiger talisman he had always treasured and ordered: "Order the cavalry stationed in the arsenal to set off immediately and gallop at Xinfeng!"

The arsenal is the core building complex in Chang'an City except for the imperial palace.

Here, a large number of weapons and equipment that the empire has manufactured and produced in the past century was sealed.

The total number has almost reached a huge amount of one million.

Although most of them are old-fashioned weapons.

But once something happens, open the arsenal and you will be able to arm tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of troops in Chang'an City.

Therefore, the Han Dynasty has always been particularly attentive to the safety of the arsenal.

The troops stationed in the arsenal were directly under the Central Leadership Captain who was the Lieutenant of Jinwu and the soldiers who were on the left and right test guards.

These people will not easily leave the arsenal.

Now, Wang Mang has used the troops here, obviously in order to be absolutely assured and reliable.

"No!" The general immediately took over the tiger talisman, turned around and went to the arsenal to dispatch troops.

…………………………………………

More than 170 miles away from Chang'an, on the straight road, the magnificent emperor was advancing towards Chang'an in a mighty way.

The majestic emperor chased the chariots and thirty-six chariots were tightly defending them.

On the periphery, thousands of cavalry from Qimen Army and Yulin Guards rode their horses slowly.

At this time, a horse came south, and the knight was wearing a flag symbolizing the 100,000 urgent fire on his back.

All the soldiers or officials who saw this knight gave way to the way so that they could reach the front of the king as quickly as possible.

At this moment, the emperor was lying on the cool bamboo collapse of the carriage, closing his eyes to rest.

"Report!" The knight galloped to the chariot, turned over and dismounted, and knelt down and said, "Xinfeng urgently reported!"

"Take it..." The emperor opened his eyes and gave an order.

Soon, a eunuch stepped forward, took the urgent memorial from the knight, and then knelt down and crawled to the chariot, offering sacrifices to the emperor.

The emperor reached out to take the memorial, opened it and looked at it, and his face suddenly became extremely gloomy.

"Rebel! Rebel! Rebel!" After looking at the beginning, his heart became as irritable as the wind.

"I should have known for a long time that those traitors who have harmed me will not stop..." He clasped his memorial, and the anger in his heart was about to gush out.

"What a courage!" His hands were trembling with anger.

A devilish voice roared in his heart: "Those traitors can use big yellow crossbows to assassinate the Shizhongguan today. There will be no one who will go to study and stay in Zhang Liang tomorrow, and take a blow to Bolang!"

As soon as this thought appears, it immediately grows like a vine, and it grows rapidly.

Rhubarb crossbow...

That was enough to aim at his terrible weapon two hundred steps away!

As the emperor, he certainly cherishes his life and surpasses everything.

And in China, the emperor seems supreme.

but……

Didn’t Chen Sheng and Wu Guang say that?

Is there any kind of kings, princes, generals and ministers?

According to legend, King Xuan of Zongzhou even died of revenge from Du Bo's ghost.

During his more than forty years, he was threatened with assassination and rebellion several times.

Especially in the years after the failure of the Jianyuan New Deal, he even had to sleep with his sword at night.

This fear of youth recurs again after old age.

Now, after being stimulated, it immediately exploded.

Fortunately, the words on the memorial immediately sootheed his fragile heart.

"Good!" He looked at the memorial saying, "All the assassins were captured and killed by the attendant Zhang Zizhong, and captured three of them...", and finally a smile appeared on his face.

As long as the assassin can be caught and the thief can be caught, it means that he is safe.

and……

He looked down at the memorial description of "Justice Zhang Zizhong, killing five assassins with white blades, capturing three of them...", and a smug and gratifying smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It is indeed worthy of being the talent guided by the God, my wait..." He touched his beard and felt extremely proud of his keen eyes.

At the same time, curiosity also appeared in his eyes.

He knew very well that Zhang Zizhong's body shape and figure were not like a warrior who could carry a tripod but could tear a tiger or leopard.

He has seen such a warrior.

His son, Liu Xu, the King of Guangling, is such a fierce man.

But Liu Xu was eight feet and three inches tall, with big arms and round waists, and when he walked, he was like a moving tripod.

And what about Zhang Zizhong?

He is only seven feet tall at most, and his body size is not as high as that of Liu Xu.

How can that small body burst out with such power?

Thinking of this, the emperor laughed.

Then put down the memorial and ordered to the left and right: "Return to Chang'an at full speed! Pass my order to Wei Weiqing, close the city gate of Chang'an, and strictly investigate all people entering and leaving..."
Chapter completed!