Daming Greedy Wolf Star

Chapter 102 The skinny camel is bigger than a horse
"Oh?" The smile on Zhu Zhanhe's face became wider and wider.

Pulling the reins gently, Zhu Zhanhe urged the horse to take two steps forward.

Li Zedao was obviously a guilty man. As soon as Zhu Zhanhe's horse moved, he subconsciously took two steps back.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

"Do you know what I'm holding in my hand?"

"No matter what it is!" Li Zedao shouted loudly, as if to embolden himself.

"We act according to orders! The emperor's order is greater than the heaven!"

"Very good, very good..." Zhu Zhanhe smiled very satisfied.

He hadn't encountered such a harsh person in a long time. No one in Hangzhou, Yangzhou, or the last time he went to carry out the cattle raising matter had dared to be so harsh with him.

The reason is very simple. Politics does have camps, but dead people are also the most common thing.

Political struggle is indeed important, but only if you are alive.

No matter how much you get, what's the use if you don't survive?Even if they can sacrifice their lives for their family, how many people can die generously?

Others are, after all, others.

"Zhu Ling." Zhu Zhanhe stretched out his right hand and called Zhu Ling over.

"Your Highness, you..." Zhu Ling urged his horse to come over, but he looked at Zhu Zhanhe hesitantly.

It's not like they haven't encountered this kind of situation before, but every time Zhu Zhanhe asked him or Zhu Ping to do it.

But now, looking at Zhu Zhanhe's outstretched right hand, Zhu Ling knew that Zhu Zhanhe wanted to do it himself.

After a little hesitation, Zhu Ling took out the hip knife from his waist and handed it into Zhu Zhanhe's hand.

Li Zedao was a little scared at first. After all, Zhu Zhanhe's reputation as the God of Death was quite resounding. Outside of Yingtian Mansion, ordinary people might not know it, but there were not many officials who didn't know it.

But everyone who is an official knows that Zhu Zhanhe, the God of Killing, is actually not worthy of his name. Someone with deliberate intentions forced his head on his head. In fact, this God of Killing has never killed anyone.

Seeing Zhu Zhanhe holding the sword in person, Li Zedao suddenly felt reassured.

A vassal prince is about to leave the vassal. Even if His Majesty gives them some preferential treatment because of his guilt, do they dare to go too far?

He was very aggressive when he came, but actually he just wanted to scare people!
Zhu Zhanhe didn't know what he was thinking. If he knew, he would definitely give Li Zedao a big praise!
Ding~da~
The two sounds in succession were very strange, because many people, including Zhu Ling, had never heard such sounds.

Li Zedao stared blankly at Zhu Zhanhe, who was still sitting on the horse. He moved his neck with great effort, looked at the knife in Zhu Zhanhe's hand, and then looked at his feet.

"Uh ah ah ah..."

Heart-wrenching cries rang out, and Zhu Zhanhe impatiently covered his ears, regardless of the fact that the knife in his hand had fallen off.

Seeing this, Zhu Ping quickly dismounted his horse and rushed in front of Li Zedao.

He raised the knife and dropped it, and the screams suddenly stopped.

Zhu Zhanhe looked at the headless corpse in front of him and felt a little embarrassed.

As a well-known god of murder, the first time he tried to kill someone, he actually failed to kill him! ?
In fact, it's no wonder. It sounds ordinary to lift the knife with one hand, but in fact it takes a lot of strength to be able to chop off a person's head with one knife.

If the strength is not enough, like Zhu Zhanhe, the knife will get stuck in Li Zedao's cervical vertebra.

"Zhu Ling and Zhu Ping!" Zhu Zhanhe rolled his eyes and forced himself to forget the embarrassing scene just now.

"Take people to the government office! Li Zedao, the prefect of Jianning Prefecture, and his family will all be brought to justice for disobedience!"

"Yes!"

blah blah blah...

The sound of hoofs hitting the bluestone road made a crisp sound, and everyone on the street unconsciously retreated to the side of the street for fear of being hit.

Zhu Zhanhe, who was still on the spot, turned over and dismounted. Seeing this, Xu Heng quickly dismounted and followed.

Slowly walking to Li Zedao's body, Zhu Zhanhe bent down and picked up Zhu Ling's knife, watching the blood dripping from it.

After a long time, Zhu Zhanhe handed the knife to Xu Heng beside him, kicked Li Zedao's head casually, got on his horse, and headed out of the city.

On the street, for the purpose of drainage, bluestone pavement is usually made slightly higher in the middle and slightly lower on both sides during construction.

But now, this kind of road is no longer drainage, but has become the driving force for Li Zedao's head to roll.

The gravitational potential energy was converted into kinetic energy, causing Li Zedao's head to roll further and further away, but it was not a smooth ball after all. After rolling to the street, his head shook feebly twice and stopped.

"what……"

It wasn't until Zhu Zhanhe led the people out of the city that screams started to sound one after another in the city.

Returning to the place where the motorcade stopped, Zhu Zhanhe took out a water bag from the carriage and drank it.

Now, his title as the God of Killing is truly worthy of the name, at least he has killed people.

"How's it going?" Zhu Gaoxu came up and asked.

In fact, after seeing his son come out, he knew that the matter was over, so he just asked out of habit.

"What else can I do?" Zhu Zhanhe rolled his eyes.

"There are always a few people who think they are great. They think our family is going to join the vassal state soon and they won't dare to mess around. I don't know where they get the confidence?"

"Hmph! How dare you stand in front of my horse? Does he think I really don't dare to kill him? Who gave him the courage? Does he think the people behind him can protect him? Or does he think the people behind him will protect him? revenge?"

"Just get used to it." Zhu Gaoxu laughed when he heard this. He also thought it was quite interesting.

Along the way, they also encountered many officials, but most of them still cherished their lives. Although gloating and a little disdain could still be seen in their expressions and tone, no one dared to openly oppose them.

The prefect of Jianning Prefecture... is quite interesting.

I don't know how he could reach such a height as a prefect if he could be so mentally retarded.

"Xu Heng." Zhu Zhanhe just now came out of the strange feeling of killing someone for the first time, and reached out to beckon Xu Heng.

"Here you go, take it and mobilize the troops."

Putting the gold medal letter charm into Xu Heng's hand, Zhu Zhanhe got into the carriage and lay down.

"Go." Zhu Gaoxu pursed his lips toward Xu Heng.

Looking at Xu Heng leaving and then at the carriage where his son was, Zhu Gaoxu laughed.

He knew what Li Zedao was thinking, but the most important thing was what kind of message his backer in Beijing conveyed to him. Otherwise, how could Li Zedao dare to offend a vassal king?
However, the person in Jingzhong obviously failed to calculate that the old man would give the gold medal letter to him. If he had known about it, he probably would not have done so.

After all, although the gold medal talisman is used as a qualification certificate for the tea-horse trade most of the time, it also has the ability to mobilize troops.

(End of this chapter)