Troubled Times: Added six doors at the beginning, pushing the world horizontally

Chapter 100 The Dirty Officialdom

Although he was in captivity, Wanyan Zongwang didn't have much fear in his heart.

If Shen Du fought him to the death on the battlefield, he might still be afraid.

But when these Yan people imprisoned him, he became calm and even confident.

He is the fourth prince of the Golden Horde, an eagle on the grassland, and the most proud son of his father.

Unless Yan is willing to go to war with the Golden Horde now.

The consequences of killing him are beyond what a mere policeman with six doors can afford.

He didn't know Shen Du's identity, but he could guess a thing or two.

If he was really born in the famous family of Dayan, how could he end up in the six sects of Qingzhou.

Although the Great Yan and the Golden Horde are different, they are common in some places.

"Ha ha!"

Wanyan Zongwang got up slowly, straightened his robe, looked at Shen Du sarcastically with a look of arrogance on his face.

"Swallows!"

"Do you know Youzhou?"

"The order to massacre the three cities of Youzhou was given by this king."

"You Yan people once wagged your tails at my feet and begged for mercy. The humble expressions of those people, I will never forget."

"Your women are all my king's playthings, and you Yan people are our pigs and sheep."

Wanyan Zongwang laughed out loud, and looked at Shen Du triumphantly, with a playful smile on his lips.

So what if he was captured?
What can he do? !
Shen Du looked indifferent, took a cup of tea, took a sip, and said calmly: "Is it finished?"

Wanyan Zongwang was taken aback for a moment, and frowned slightly.

"You say so much, you just want to annoy me."

"But this can't change the fact that you were defeated by me."

Shen Du put down his teacup, got up slowly, and said calmly, "My talent is very average, and I haven't learned any great martial arts."

"In the entire Dayan, my strength is not even considered the top."

Shen Du leaned forward slightly, looked down at Wanyan Zongwang, and said with a soft smile:
"Even so, didn't you lose at my hands?"

"You, the so-called fourth prince of the Golden Horde, are nothing more than that."

"Still, you are an insignificant role in your Golden Horde."

"you……"

Wanyan Zongwang's heart instantly burst into anger, and he stared at Shen Du with gloomy eyes.

The severe pain caused his expression to be extremely distorted due to the pulling of the wound.

Wanyan Zongwang opened his mouth several times, wanting to argue, but found that no matter how he argued, he was inferior.

Said he was an eagle on the prairie?Or is he, the fourth prince of the Khanate, just an insignificant role?
Shen Du smiled softly, turned and left.

Walking out of the room, looking at the rainy sky in the distance, sighed: "It's a bit unpleasant."

Suddenly turned around and returned to the room, looked at Wanyan Zongwang in a daze, and punched out suddenly.

Bang!
Bang bang!

……

Not long after, Shen Du casually dropped the blood-stained handkerchief and walked out of the room.

"Show me the man!"

"Yes!"

Everyone bowed their hands.

Shen Du shook his sleeves, and two red-tailed scorpions slipped out of them, landing on the roof.

If anyone wants to force their way into this place, even if they can force back the six doors outside to arrest them quickly, these two Gu worms are enough to give them a pleasant surprise.

A fourth prince of the Golden Horde is indeed distinguished, but what if he loses this status?

……

After the army entered the city, a group of generals of the Imperial Dragon Rider Army settled down in the government office.

There were 5 dragonriding imperial troops who came this time, and only the vanguard entered the city, and another [-] troops were still on the way.

The seat that originally belonged to the governor of Qingzhou was now seated by a middle-aged man in black armor.

The governor of Qingzhou, Luo Wendao, stood respectfully under the hall.

"Hasn't the fourth prince from the Northern Man brought it yet?"

The man sitting high on the grand teacher's chair casually flipped through the documents in his hand, and seemed to speak casually, but his whole body revealed a trace of majesty.

Luo Wendao looked anxious, and hurriedly cupped his hands and said: "It should be coming soon."

Although he is the governor of a prefecture, Qingzhou is only the central prefecture. His status as governor is not much different from that of a county magistrate in front of the right governor of the dragon riding imperial army.

After the words were finished, a person hurried in outside the hall. First, he carefully glanced at Zhong Yueping, the right commander of the Imperial Dragon Riders in the hall, and then cupped his hands and said, "My lord, the six doors...rejected."

Luo Wendao's face changed slightly.

Subconsciously raised his head to look up at Zhong Yueping, secretly complaining.

This Shen Du is too ignorant!
This kind of credit, how could he, a mere six-door policeman, be able to monopolize it.

Make friends with people, and everything will be happy, isn't it?
You have to hold this hot potato in your hands!
Could it be that he really thought that he could get the credit safely?

Zhong Yueping put down the book in his hand, raised his head and looked at the visitor, and his low voice came out slowly: "Feng Jinyuan refused?"

The visitor hesitated for a moment, and said, "It's not Chief Feng, it's... Shen Du."

"Oh?" Zhong Yueping's indifferent eyes lit up, and he said with great interest, "The one who captured Wanyan Zongwang?"

Luo Wendao nodded repeatedly.

"Yes."

"This is the person."

Zhong Yue got up slowly, and when the armor collided, a strong evil spirit faintly exuded, and said lightly: "Is this because I am afraid that the governor will take his credit?"

Luo Wendao remained silent.

Isn't this obvious?

"Ha ha!"

Zhong Yueping laughed in a low voice, his pupils like tigers and leopards seemed to have a fierce light, and said calmly: "The governor wants to see him."

Luo Wendao understood, cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, let's do it now."

"En!" Zhong Yueping nodded slightly, and then walked out.

……

The turmoil in the city has stabilized since the arrival of the dragonriding imperial army.

The Dragonrider Forbidden Army undertook the defense of Qingzhou City.

Fangyun Pavilion,
This Qingzhou No.1 building is now extremely depressed due to the war.

In the entire building, there were hardly many people to be seen, except for the box in the Tianzihao room, which was extremely lively.

Everyone in Fangyun Pavilion knows that several nobles from the capital came to the building today.

In the room,

Several young men in brocade clothes were toasting and drinking.

"I didn't expect this small Qingzhou City to have such a good place."

At this time, a young man in a dark Chinese dress raised his glass and chuckled, looking lazily at the dancer below.

Starting from the capital, traveling for several days, and living in the military camp, they were already going crazy.

After entering the city, after some inquiries, I immediately came to Fangyun Pavilion.

With their identities, the rules in the Forbidden Army are just a decoration to them.

Because from the beginning to the end, they are the ones who make the rules.

"I thought that when I came to Qingzhou City, I could have a happy fight with the northern barbarian army. I didn't expect those barbarians to be so timid. When they saw our army, they ran away faster than mice."

"Ha ha!"

"Who said no!"

"The so-called northern barbarian army seems to be nothing more than that."

"It's a pity that it's a great achievement."

At this time, the oiran who was sitting on the side laughed softly: "It is thanks to Mr. Shen that the northern barbarian army was able to retreat. I heard that he captured the fourth prince of the Golden Horde. The northern barbarians had no choice but to retreat at that time." .”

The one who can become the oiran in Fangyun Pavilion will naturally not be some stupid vase.

From the conversations of several people, she also heard the general idea.

But the retreat of the northern barbarian army was due to the hard work of the Qingzhou people. Why did they say it was their credit?

Are the tens of thousands of people and soldiers in Qingzhou City dying in vain?

An understatement, but what is negated is the result of Qingzhou soldiers and civilians' lives.

Although she is a brothel girl, she is also from Qingzhou.

The smiles on the faces of several people gradually disappeared, their faces became a little gloomy, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became extremely depressing.

"Snapped!"

The former brocade-clothed man slapped Hua Kui unceremoniously, and said indifferently, "Did you speak?"

Her face bulged slightly, revealing a bright red palm print.

After this incident, their interest in drinking suddenly faded a bit.

One suggested with a smile: "Are you all interested in meeting this little head catcher from the Six Doors?"

Several people looked at each other, and the man in brocade clothes said with a light smile: "Then call to see me!"

　I went home today, I was in the car, I didn’t have time to code, and it was put on the shelves. Although the results were dismal, the first order was 600, which is really rubbish, only half of the follow-up, but I will try to update it, and try to ensure at least 8 to [-] every day in the future. update.

　　
　
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