Zhu Zaimo took the lead, and it was already a mess of Dai Prince's Mansion.

The so-called general trend is gone, that's it.

Treason is a crime that no one can bear.

Therefore, even if the King of Dai had made a mistake in his plan, the people he knew were limited to his own confidants.

As for the ordinary guards and soldiers, they were just another excuse to drive them.

Even when he was so anxious, he would probably take out a so-called secret edict of the empress dowager or the means of Fengtian Jingshen. Of course, the King of Dai Zhu Jun was not at the end of his life, and he still hoped that his confidant Chen Yan could bring good news to him.

But I never thought that... it was too late.

Zhengde Wei was full of murderous auras. When people saw blood, their temperaments were completely different. Looking at anyone, they looked like a moving head. They felt very sorry for these guards running away in a hurry.

The messy and unhealthy thoughts like heads and houses are wandering around like a lantern in their minds.

After entering the Several-level ritual gate, Zhengdewei took the main hall.

In the main hall.

The scholar-like friend of the mud immediately understood something when he heard the shouts outside, like a rabbit, and suddenly slipped away.

Although before this, he was still showing off his knowledge of astronomy and geography in front of the King of Dai Zhu Jun, who was the rebirth of Kong Ming and was also good at observing the physiognomy. Oh my god, your highness is so beautiful that he will ascend to the throne in the future... But now... all of these are gone and people are running away.

Zhu Jun was confused.

Where can the friend of the scene run, and he... can he run?

He stood upright, seeing countless figures outside, and his rapid pace came hurriedly.

Then, a group of soldiers came in. They were all fierce and evil. When they arrived at the door, they stopped.

Someone said, "Your Highness has an order, let the young master come in first."

A young man's voice came out: "If I don't go, I... our Fang family is also a shameful person. How can we take credit for others? I... If I don't go... My father told me since I was a child, he should be honest."

Don't go?

The soldiers were sweating profusely.

There was news in private that the houses in the old city were all owned by the Fang family. If the young master didn't take this credit, everyone was uneasy. What if the Duke of Qi didn't give the house?

You know, Duke Qi is His Highness’s mentor, and he refuses to give it to him, and no one can do anything to him.

Several people were holding Fang Zhengqing.

Fang Zhengqing cried: "We are innocent families, I want to be innocent..."

Then, he was thrown into the main hall.

Pick.

My butt fell to the ground, and it hurts so much.

Zhu Junzhang looked at all this with a confused look on his face.

He couldn't understand what these people were doing.

Since these official troops have come in, the victory and defeat have been divided, the winner is the king, and the loser is the enemy, there is nothing to say, it is nothing more than being killed, but why... why... these people even humiliate themselves.

He was angry.

He picked up a sword hanging on the wall and rushed towards Fang Zhengqing with great momentum.

Fang Zhengqing reacted very quickly, rolled up, got up, and drew his sword.

Zhu Jun came with his sword in his hands.

A roar came out of his mouth.

Fang Zhengqing's sword is wide.

Sharp...

Fires are splashing everywhere.

Zhu Junzhang never expected that this young man was very strong, so he was shocked and numb, and the sword in his hand was thrown out.

After all, Zhu Junbang has some strength to live in a pampered life.

But Fang Zhengqing is different.

He was exercising for a young age, but he was at the age of the most energetic. At the moment the sword flew out, he stepped forward and another horizontal knife, but this knife was placed on Zhu Junshou's neck.

Zhu Jun's hair was disheveled and his face was sad.

A group of official troops rushed in just now, and everyone applauded warmly: "Young master captured the rebel king and made a great contribution. I really admire him, I admire him."

"The young master was in a critical moment and fought against the anti-king for 300 rounds and subdued the anti-king. He is really a role model for us."

Fang Zhengqing was panting heavily.

Just now... it was very thrilling.

These guys are not human.

If I hadn't reacted faster, I could not say it was slashed.

Of course, he was surprised that Zhu Junshou's strength was so small, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he had no power to tie a chicken.

Zhu Junzhang heard the applause like thunder. Everyone was like the New Year, and they were all red and encouraged, and they were ashamed. They wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it.

He said tragically: "Hmph, the king will succeed and the enemy will be defeated. Why does the prince need to use a child to humiliate me? I am also the descendant of Emperor Gao. If I lose, I will lose!"

The prince...

He decided that the prince was the one who brought the troops here.

I realized afterward that I had been fooled.

The prince of the governor asked the prince to come out to hunt, which was a conspiracy. He wanted to get his fish to take the bait. Since this was a conspiracy, the prince must have personally brought a army to attack his palace.

In this way, it can be explained.

The prince Zhu Houzhao and the king of Dai Zhu Jun also admired the name of Daqi for a long time. This guy swept across the desert. With his ability, he could kill the prince's house so quickly and easily. Everything was reasonable.

Losing in his hands... I have nothing to be dissatisfied with.

Outside, people automatically separated a road.

But another boy came in with his sword and said, "Grandpa called my father, what's wrong?"

Father……

Zhu Junjian's pupils contracted, looking at the boy...

The boy's skin was a little dark, and he looked eleven or twelve years old. He was quite tall, with a cold face and his eyes were like stars.

He stepped in, Gu Pan was so conscious that the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, with a bit of murderous aura.

This is very similar. The boy scouts in some war-torn places in later generations, a group of children who have experienced the war, are even more cruel than adults and more fierce than anyone else.

The person coming...is Zhu Zaimo.

Zhu Zaimo loosened the handle of the knife, then clasped his fists with both hands and bowed: "Zhu Zaimo, I have met my uncle!"

Zhu Zaimo...

It's...the emperor's grandson!

"It's you..."

Zhu Zaimo smiled: "That's right, it's me!"

Zhu Junzhang, at this moment, just wants to die.

He didn't know whether the emperor was stupid or not.

Did the prince sweep across the desert as rumored? He didn't see it with his own eyes?

But... he saw Zhu Zaimo, this young man, falling from the sky, and he... was just a child...

Zhu Junshou's body was shaking. He vaguely saw the shadow of some people in this child, which was... Emperor Taizu Gao and Emperor Wen!

A sense of sadness rose from the depths of his heart. He cried and then laughed out loud: "Hahahahahahahahahahahaha... I'm not wronged if I lose, I'm not wronged. This is God who wants to destroy me!"

Zhu Zaimo's eyes calmly said, "Come here, take down seventy-nine people from the Dai Palace, escort the capital, and ask Your Majesty to punish him!"

The soldiers had no doubts anymore. Some rushed into the back garden of the palace, and some tied Zhu Jun's stick out.

Zhu Junzhang's twenty-nine sons were tied up one by one, each of them was frightened and trembled all over. As soon as he saw his father, he cried together: "Father......Father...Save me..."

Zhu Jun tied his staff up in all directions, and he held his head up to show a little dignity of a noble man.

But when he heard his sons shouting, he finally lowered his head again, as if... again, he was deeply humiliated.

Xu Pengju took the brush and licked the tip of the brush on his tongue. His saliva was dipped in ink, moistening the hardness of the brush tip. Then, he took out a book and recorded carefully: "Xu Pengju exploded the palace; Fang Zhengqing captured the King Dai first."

Unexpectedly, Zhu Zaimo stood behind him, raised his hand, and gave him a violent chestnut in the back of his head.

Xu Pengju hurriedly covered the back of his head and looked back fiercely. When he saw Zhu Zaimo, the ferocious face melted like an iceberg: "Your Highness..."

"Write more and write more about Zhengqing surrendering to the King of Dai."
To be continued...