Hundreds of households in Liaodong, covering the light with one hand

Chapter 263 Outside Xuzhou City, three or two clowns

The man-eating demon from Liaodong has appeared more than thirty miles north of Xuzhou Prefecture.

Today's Xuzhou Mansion is talking like this, and everyone is waiting for Wang Qi's arrival.

People in Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces are curious and admiring for this young man who has achieved a brilliant record in Liaodong that has not been seen in more than a hundred years, but they are unable to guide public opinion.

In the words of scholars and officials, this Duke of Qi, who came from Liaodong and crushed Hou Jin into powder, was actually a warlord who killed people, amassed private wealth, and raised private soldiers. He was a demon from hell.

"How could a military man in his weak years be a gentle, courteous and thrifty white-faced scholar? In any case, he is a soldier with his hands stained with blood. He is just a warlord packaged by brilliant achievements," the scholars of Xuzhou Prefecture , this is the argument nowadays.

Duke of Qi?
  Just a warlord who controls more than 100,000 Liaodong soldiers!

"The crimes he committed at Chaoyang Gate will be paid with blood when he comes to Xuzhou Mansion!" The scholars were furious. They didn't like soldiers by nature, and only liked to use their swords and pens as weapons, so the king, who was always far away in Beijing, Qi was the target of criticism by these scholars, and Wang Qi's willingness to leave the north and go to Yingtian Mansion also made these scholars eager to fight.

This time, I also asked the Duke of Qi to see what murderous swords and pens are, and what heart-breaking words are!

Yang Lian and others who were waiting for Wang Qi's arrival in Xuzhou Mansion finally felt relieved after hearing the news that Wang Qi was about to arrive.

"Sure enough, Wang Qi still doesn't have the guts to bypass me and go straight to Yingtian Mansion," Yang Lian gently stroked his beard, facing several colleagues and subordinates beside him, his tone was full of confidence.

In fact, in Yang Lian's opinion, whether Wang Qi came to Xuzhou Mansion or went directly to Yingtian, he was already in danger of the Donglin officials.

There are more than ten Nanjing cabinets in Xuzhou Prefecture, together with incriminating documents, waiting for Wang Qi's arrival to give him a blow!

There are more than a hundred officials and more than a thousand scholars in Nanjing City, all waiting for Wang Qi's arrival to let him know what it means to be a noble family and what it means to have ten thousand people working together!

This time, as long as Wang Qi goes south, his reputation will be ruined!

Standing aside, Zhou Shunchang, the head of the Ministry of Personnel, also laughed and agreed: "I respect Wang Qi as a man when he comes to Xuzhou. If he goes straight to Nanjing, it can only be said to be in name only, with a silver pewter spear head, hahahaha!!!"

As soon as Zhou Shunchang finished speaking, relaxed laughter resounded throughout the room, and the entire courtyard was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

It seems that Wang Qi is willing to leave the capital and go south, which really surprises everyone in Nanjing Donglin.

"Report!" At this moment, a voice came from outside the hospital: "Qi Duke Wang Qi and his party have appeared more than ten miles outside Xuzhou Mansion."

After hearing this news, everyone in the room fell silent and turned to look at Yang Lian who was sitting in the front seat.

"Haha," Yang Lian shook his sleeves and slowly stood up from the chair, his tone cold and proud: "Then, let's go and greet this world-shaking Duke of Qi!"

"Your Majesty, please follow your orders!"

Zhou Shunchang, the head of the Ministry of Personnel, Xu Liangyan, the minister of the Ministry of Works, and others all stood up and bowed to Yang Lian.

This time, Wang Qi’s energy needs to be rubbed!

At this time, the entire Xuzhou Prefecture received news that Wang Qi had arrived outside the city.

A large number of people and scholars flocked to the outside of the city. No matter how the Duke of Qi felt, they all wanted to see the current Duke with their own eyes.

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  Thirteen horses, four in front and five in back, Wang Qi's horse in a dark black brocade robe is in the center, heading towards Xuzhou Mansion, which is looming in the distance.

Onlookers and scholars began to appear around the official road. Some people shouted to pay homage to the Duke of Qi, some looked on coldly, some were shocked by Wang Qi's age, and some were photographed by the Duke of Qi's overwhelming power.

Everyone's reactions were mixed.

"Is that Wang Qi in front of you?" Not long after, three miles away from Xuzhou City, in the middle of the official road, several scholars dressed as scholars stood on the road, pointing at Wang Qi and his group not far away with folding fans in their hands, their expressions Indignant, contemptuous tone.

After the Battle of Guangning City in Liaodong, there were very few people who called Wang Qi by his name.

In the crowd of more than a thousand people, Wang Qi stopped his horse, squinting his eyes and saying nothing. Wang Shouxin and others beside him were standing ready to prevent Xiaoxiao from taking the opportunity to cause trouble. "Xuzhou Prefecture Health Officer Zhao Wentai has seen this moment!" The scholar surnamed Zhao did not wait for Wang Qi's reply. He looked proud, raised his hands, and with enough momentum, he announced his name.

Dare to stop Qi Guogong's carriage on the official road and question his name. Zhao Wentai felt that he was not far away from becoming famous.

Upon seeing this, several scholars around him were about to announce their names, but heard Zhao Wentai speak again. This time, their faces darkened: You are famous alone, but we are not yet. Sign up!

I saw Zhao Wentai standing up straight with his hands behind his back and saying: "Qi Guogong, before entering Xuzhou Mansion, a certain Zhao Wentai wants to ask whether the death of the four Donglin court officials under Chaoyang Sect has anything to do with you?"

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  Ignoring Zhao Wentai's question, Wang Qi shook his horse's reins slightly and walked directly along the official road while everyone was watching. Seeing this, Wang Shouxin and others followed behind.

On the entire official road, only Wang Qi and more than a dozen of his men were moving forward steadily. The rest were silent. No one among the thousands of people watching knew what Wang Qi wanted to do.

Zhao Wentai looked at Wang Qi who was already relying on him, his heart suddenly tightened, and he subconsciously wanted to retreat and escape.

"No! No matter how domineering Wang Qi is, he can't kill me in the street, can he?"

Thinking of this, Zhao Wentai stood still with both feet and looked directly at Wang Qi not far away, motionless.

The other four companions of Zhao Wentai also suppressed their fear and stood on the road.

As long as we hold on to this moment, maybe there will be an article in the history books in the future: In the second year of Tianqi, in late December, the fifth son of Xuzhou Prefecture blocked the traitor Wang Qi from being above the official roads of Xuzhou Prefecture, a great good!

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  Wang Qi gently pulled the east rein, and one step away, the war horse stood still with all four hooves, and the other ten or so men and horses immediately stood still.

At this time, the entire scene was filled with dead silence, everyone's hearts were in their throats, and more than a thousand onlookers were worried about Zhao Wentai.

If the Duke of Qi, who was in charge of hundreds of thousands of troops, killed Zhao Wentai in the street now, it would not be unusual, right?
  Several companions around Zhao Wentai also subconsciously retreated around at this time.

To the onlookers around him, it seemed as if Wang Qi was surrounded by boundless pressure, and there was an invisible force pushing people away.

In the center of the field, Zhao Wentai could almost smell the hot and humid breath coming from the nose of the war horse. It was burning, fishy, ​​and also had a bit of the rotten smell of fodder.
  However, compared to the power of the man on the horse, the presence of the horse in front of him is almost negligible.

At this time, Zhao Wentai did not dare to move a little. The eyes of the man sitting on the horse in front of him were staring at him so calmly. The momentum was like the weight of Mount Tai, which made Zhao Wentai tremble all over.

Facing this person, Zhao Wentai seemed to be facing a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

"The deaths of the four court officials have nothing to do with me," Wang Qi finally spoke softly, looking at Zhao Wentai, whose eyes were like gold paper.

As soon as Wang Qi finished speaking, there was a thud.

Zhao Wentai's legs weakened and he fell to his knees directly. The huge shadow formed by the war horse above him and the people on the seat shrouded him.

Zhao Wentai was so pressed that he couldn't even lift his head up, his buttocks were trembling, and as everyone watched, it seemed as if a stream of water was flowing out.

"How about this answer?" Wang Qi spoke again as he mounted his mount.

Holding back his fear, Zhao Wentai turned pale and slowly raised his head, looking at Wang Qi with his back to the sun. His expression was unclear, and his lips moved slightly, wanting to say something, but he couldn't.

"Master Yang, the Minister of Rites in Nanjing, has arrived!"

It seemed like a roll call came from very far away.

In an instant, the pressure dropped sharply.

Finally, Zhao Wentai rolled his eyes and fell to the ground with a plop.

Withdrawing his gaze, Wang Qi no longer paid attention to the few scholars, but looked up at Yang Lian, who was not far away in a red and purple robe, and finally a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)