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Chapter 1847 is not important anymore

The time is at the end of the eve hour.

It was already dark and the lights were brightly lit on Chang'an Street.

Countless people are crowded on both sides of the street, and there are crowds of people.

Anger, resentment, sadness... and that slight gloom of no reason.

Human hearts are always complicated.

Especially looking at the dejected "captives", the people used rotten eggs, rotten vegetables and even gravel to exude their impulse that was about to burst into tears.

More than half of these "captives" were scholars. They were originally arrogant and now they have become prisoners.

There are also 40% of women, with uniform clothing and excellent texture representing their identities. Nowadays, the Weaver Girl in Jiangnan is a kind of identity, earning a lot and having status. If a man in a family marrys a Weaver Girl, he must worship his ancestors.

People's hearts are most happy to see people who were once arrogant and were instantly swept into dust, and they have been around since ancient times.

"Did you see... I heard that it was a princess, look... this stinky girl is so arrogant... I'm so arrogant!"

"No way... Is it really a princess?"

"There is still a false one... I heard that it is still the real sister of Duke Wei of the Divine Kingdom..."

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Look, you're so scared... I said to Master Chen, look... These are scholars like you... The King of Wu provides them with free study and offers them a free meal a day... Well, it's said that they came to Beijing... and they still come to seek rebellion... Tsk tsk, look, the flag dragged behind... Master Chen, aren't you literate? But the four words "restraining the rebellion?"

"Haha... Look at Master Chen's face, it's red like a horse-and-a-monkey's butt... It seems that he's right." Someone who is accused of making excuses.

"This scholar is not that scholar... you don't understand... It's just a gentle and foolish people cannot be taught..." Master Chen covered his face and fled.

At this moment, a sad voice sounded, "...Dog X's scholar, shameless stinky woman... I'll give my father and brother the orders!"

A figure suddenly rushed out of the crowd and rushed towards Xia Shuji, who was escorted by four soldiers in the middle.

"Assassin!" The people in front shouted in dismay.

The well-trained soldier quickly raised his gun and crossed his arms to the visitor.

This is just an ordinary man in plain clothes. What he holds in his hands is a murder weapon, not an ordinary kitchen knife.

Instead, it was a knife, obviously from a butcher's home.

Light, sharp!

Even if it is a criminal, the law cannot tolerate the suffering masters committing crimes in public.

The soldier was still merciless and only stabbed the man in both armpits with a gun, preventing him from moving forward.

But the sharpness of the gun pierced the man's clothes, skin, and blood were oozing out and dripping.

"Bitch... I'm going to give my father and brother the order!"

Xia Shuji, who had been walking with her head raised, was angry by the "bitter". She angrily said: "I am for the Northern Expedition, for the world, and for the king to seek rebellion... You don't understand!"

But her words instantly attracted a boo, and the assassinated young man roared hysterically: "But my father and brother did not die on the battlefield where Jiangbei fought against the Tartars... but on the side of Xuanjin Bridge... It was you, the bastard, who was killed... and take your life!"

The assassin is dead.

To be precise, it was not killed by the soldiers, but that he voluntarily hit the gun and stabbed it.

He glared at Xia Shuji and rushed forward like crazy, seeing the gun stabbed into his body, every step was blood.

Xia Shuji is about to collapse. No one can look at a "Avenger" who may have been hurt by himself in such a deep hatred gaze, dying in front of him so fiercely, let alone, she is a woman after all.

After a brief silence, the onlookers let out a roar like a tsunami, "Kill them... Kill them all!"

....

"To be fair, your original intention will not lead to death!"

Wu Zheng looked at Xia Shuji, who looked haggard and disheveled, and sighed softly, "It depends on the result, the crime cannot be forgiven!"

"Kill me!" Xia Shuji looked up at Wu Zheng, her eyes were dull and dull.

"I won't kill you." Wu Zheng shook his head, "It's not because I'm kind, but because I don't want to hurt Cungu's heart..."

"This matter was done by me alone... I have nothing to do with my second brother and third sister." When Wu Zheng mentioned Xia Wanchun, Xia Shuji suddenly became excited, "Kill me alone...even if it was cut into pieces!"

Wu Zheng shook his head bitterly, "There are too many people who died today... I can't release you immediately. You know, the people in the capital will tear you apart... Stay in the palace first, and I will let Cungu come to pick you up..."

"No...no!" Xia Shuji suddenly got crazy, "Let me die...let me die..."

Wu Zheng didn't want to say anything else, shook his head slightly and said to Huang Changping: "Send someone to watch her... to treat her kindly!"

"yes."

Wu Zheng was about to leave with his feet.

Xia Shuji suddenly said, "Don't you want to know who planned this incident?"

Wu Zheng paused and did not look back. He said, "It doesn't matter anymore. The emperor is dead... the eldest princess is dead... the chief assistant is dead... many people who should not have died... Let's do this, I don't plan to investigate further."

Wu Zheng's words shocked Xia Shuji. She said, "Die... are you all dead... are you all dead?"

Wu Zheng nodded and sighed: "If I had known that the result would be like this... I would rather have ordered the eldest princess to block the Hangzhou Prefecture at that time... Maybe, this would lead to fewer deaths!"

Xia Shuji slowly fell down and collapsed on the ground.

"It was she who found me... She knew that I wanted to avenge my father and husband's family..." Xia Shuji spoke very quickly, "She said... You don't really want to fight for the Northern Expedition, you just want to preserve the strength of the Northern Expedition Army in order to fight for the treasure tripod in the future... Every time the Northern Expedition makes achievements, they will find countless reasons that seem to convince people to withdraw their troops and negotiate with the enemy... She said that you are actually hindering the Northern Expedition, and in fact it is no different from Wu Sangui and others... You are just for the position in Fengtian Hall..."

Wu Zheng let out a long sigh and did not want to argue.

"...She said that we cannot fight you with force...The Northern Expedition Army is too powerful to defeat... She said, but you also have weaknesses. You are hard on the outside and soft on the inside. As long as you incite the people and support your family hostage... you will compromise."

The enemy is often the one who knows herself best... But is she an enemy? Perhaps to be more precise, she could not have been... the enemy!

"She said that today's son is just a puppet you support, and is timid and afraid of things, and is only good at making plans and is not good at making plans... She could not take on the responsibility of the Zhongxing ancestral temple... She said that as long as the students, students, and Weaver Girls of various provinces were summoned to Beijing, you would never dare to take the blame for the world, and your hands were stained with blood from countless innocent people. As long as you control one or two of your family members in your hands... you can only compromise and retreat..."
Chapter completed!
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