Liao Zhongping said in a deep voice: "This is indeed a piercing injury from the front, but it can only prove that you are fighting the Tartars. You are just a mere sentry officer, with only ninety-six people under your command, but now, there are no less than three hundred soldiers behind you (there are more than one hundred and thirty people under Wu Zheng, and nearly two hundred prisoners of the Ming army in the Jinshan Wei Dynasty, who were counted on Wu Zheng at this time by Liao Zhongping). How can this be explained?"

Wu Zheng replied: "My Lord Hui, one hundred of them were soldiers of the former Jinshan Guard. Bei Zhi gathered up at the official road of Zhenze County. Nearly two hundred people behind were Ming troops captured by the Tartars and imprisoned at the Jinshan Guard Wharf. They were rescued when Bei Zhi led the crowd to attack the wharf."

Liao Zhongping said: "Since you are not your soldiers, how can you ensure that there are no spies from Tartars. You can go ashore, they are not allowed."

Wu Zheng's heart was so cold that he looked back and saw that more than one hundred pairs of eyes were filled with disappointment and confusion.

Chen Sheng faced Wu Zheng's gaze and smiled bitterly: "It's the fate, no wonder that adults do not have to make things difficult for them. Just go ashore. We have our own place to go."

Have your own place to go? Where to go?

The north of the Yangtze River was occupied by the Qing Dynasty, and the north of Hangzhou was already under the control of the Qing Dynasty.

Looking at the eyes of Chen Sheng and the more than a hundred people, at this moment, what Wu Zheng thought of was the promise of living and dying to the soldiers.

A stream of passion surged, and he turned to Liao Zhongping and said, "Sir, they and Bei Zhi killed fifty-seven Tartars together in the official road north of Jiaxing Prefecture, and wiped out one hundred Tartars together in Jinshanwei and Bei Zhi. How could such soldiers be spies? Bei Zhi is willing to protect them with the heads of Xiang."

Liao Zhongping said sternly: "Your suspicion has not been lifted yet. I think you have any injuries on your body, so I made an exception to allow you to go ashore. This is a major area in the capital. Are you guaranteed? Are you responsible for the crime?"

Wu Zheng was inexplicably sad and angry, and Shaoxing Prefecture became the capital of the Ming Dynasty.

"The warm wind makes tourists drunk, and they make Hangzhou Bianzhou. I really don't know that this little Shaoxing Prefecture has become an important place in the capital of the Ming Dynasty?"

This poem that satirizes the small court of the Southern Song Dynasty is very consistent with the current situation.

When Wu Zheng recited this poem, he was relieved and shared the lives and deaths of the soldiers behind him.

Sure enough, when he heard Wu Zheng read this poem, Liao Zhongping was furious, "Don't be arrogant! Do you dare to slander the court and slander the governor of Lu?"

Wu Zheng said coldly: "You don't have to be a big hat. If you want to kill, you will be killed. I, Wu Zheng, blinked, were raised by the Tartars."

"I will fulfill you." Liao Zhongping raised his right hand and quickly bent his bow and arrows.

Zhou Simin was really anxious in the distance. He took a step forward and was about to make a sound.

But he was blocked by Uncle Zheng desperately, "Young Master, the world is unpredictable, so you must not easily reveal your identity. I am a brave and resourceful person. You are not impatient and just watch the changes."

Erhan, Xiaoan had already pressed the handle of the knife, especially Erhan, staring at Liao Zhongping with his cow eyes, and was about to fight together and first control Liao Zhongping.

Chen Sheng and more than 100 soldiers bent their bows again, and their eyes were firm.

Since Wu Shuoguan is willing to stand up for them, he will fight to the death, which is for the sake of living and dying together.

Wu Zheng was really forced to do nothing, and his position was humble and said lightly. Needless to say, he had to appeal to the court, I'm afraid even the deputy Qianhu in front of him would be difficult to get through. The rest of the rest can only be done.

From the conversation just now, Wu Zheng could feel that Liao Zhongping was still a reasonable person.

At least he was able to make a fair evaluation after examining his wound.

Then let’s bet that Liao Zhongping is a reasonable person, and Liao Zhongping is a conscientious person.

A gentleman deceives him with a way.

Wu Zheng turned around and pointed at the onlookers, tearing open the clothes he had just covered again, and displaying the wound in front of everyone.

"My fellow villagers, I am in the Wuzheng, Shining Town, Shangyu County. In Jiading, I followed my uncle Wu Zhifan, and fought bloody battles with the Tartars for the Ming Dynasty. I fought for the imperial court and fought dozens of times of the enemy for three days and three nights. Finally, I was outnumbered and my uncle died for the country. I was rescued by my subordinates because I was unconscious because of the arrows. I was rescued by my command, and I left this life. When I was recovering from the wounds, I gathered the defeated troops along the way, and never forgot the responsibility of defending the territory and resisting the war. On the official road of Zhenze County, I led my people to wipe out fifty-seven Tartars. Later, I wiped out one hundred Tartars at the Jinshanwei Wharf."

"I don't want to, now that I have been returning to my hometown thousands of miles away, I was detained as a spy by Shangguan. I was killed here for rebellion. My fellow villagers, I did not die on the battlefield of fighting with the Tartars, but at the hands of my own people. Am I wronged?"

"The 137 soldiers behind me are the heroes who followed me to kill the Tartars at that time. They will also be charged with spies and rebellion today. They will die here with me. Are they wronged, my fellow villagers?"

"Over there, there are the Ming army soldiers who were captured by the Tartars and imprisoned at the Jinshanwei Wharf. There are also the people of Jiangbei who were fortunate to escape from the Tartars' butcher's knife. They also want to die here with me innocently. Are they wronged, my fellow villagers?"

Is it wronged or not?

Justice is in the hearts of the people!

With Wu Zheng's instigation.

Whispers sounded in the crowd.

"Wuzhuang? It's only a hundred miles away. I know that Mr. Wuzhuang is a great charity."

"I have also heard that Mr. Wu is a local gentry who often builds bridges and paves roads and gives alms to the poor."

"I heard from his accent, I am indeed from Shaoxing."

"Look, the wound on his body is real."

"Since it's true, it's the hero who killed the Tartars."

"Yes, look at the people behind, they are all their own people."

"Hey, that little girl is only five or six years old, right? It's pitiful."

"Over there...yes, the woman over there should be a child in her arms. She is so pitiful, she is still in her infancy."

"How can we kill the people?"

"How can I kill someone who has made meritorious?"

"You can't kill it."

"Yes, I can't kill it!"

"Sir, you can't kill me!"...

The crowd was in a hurry, and the onlookers were incited.

Liao Zhongping's face turned pale. Listening to the accusations against him around, he shouted angrily to Wu Zheng: "Do you dare to incite the people? Do you want to rebel?"

Wu Zheng listened to the discussions around him and felt relieved.

Since it is called Jingji, the small court must take into account its face.

Even if I really have to kill, I dare not kill now.

If you kill now, I'm afraid the reputation of this small court will become bad, especially when people are unstable now.

Therefore, Wu Zheng was not worried now. He turned around and looked at Liao Zhongping and said, "Sir, I am a hero of the court from Jiading to Jinshanwei. If I really want to kill the hero of the court without any charges in public, I think the court will never spare you. I hope you think twice."

Liao Zhongping shouted angrily: "I will never be coerced by you."

After saying that, he turned around and shouted, "Listen to this officer's military order, the archer is ready to shoot."

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

The battle is about to break out.
Chapter completed!