Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 14: Tiger's Lair vs. Constables

In everyone's life, there will be several opportunities for great wealth and prosperity. If you can't seize them, it's your own fault for being poor. - Lu Xun.

Xin Zhuo deeply agreed with this.

The thigh of the Crown Princess, which was once so close to him, he didn't think about holding onto it, but instead spent the night telling jokes.

Speaking of which, this Crown Princess is really stingy. Since we get along so well, why not take me along? I may not be good at anything else, but I can crack jokes and make people laugh, which is not a problem at all.

By then, I'll be rewarded with a position, and with my own abilities, I might not become rich and prosperous, but I can still live a comfortable life.

The quality of the environment and the height of the steps determine a person's future achievements.

The Life of the imperial city, with its dim lights and intoxicating allure, disappeared like a mirage.

The government, the Tiger's Lair, and the food shortage crisis still weighed heavily on Xin Zhuo's shoulders.

Although unlocking a boss in a dungeon suddenly is difficult for anyone to grasp, Xin Zhuo still felt that he probably had a mild traumatic stress disorder, seeing everyone as wealthy.

However, after interrogating five of the bandits' subordinates for a few days and confirming that they couldn't possibly be the children of a prince or prime minister, he felt relieved.

He might just be destined to be a bandit!

He had to go all the way down the path of a bandit!

So, he had to face the upcoming challenges.

For example, the Water Moon Temple must know that he spent the night with the Crown Princess. Regardless of what they think, punishment is probably inevitable.

It is said that there are experts in martial arts at the Water Moon Temple, and even Xin Zhuo's grandfather couldn't match them. It's terrifying.

And the constables at the foot of the mountain are increasing day by day, but they are not taking the initiative to attack. Who knows what they are planning.

The Tiger's Lair has many people and great strength. Will they suddenly sneak up in the middle of the night?

However, in the following days, there was an unusual calm. It's unclear whether they were scared by the Crown Princess's incident, but not only the Water Moon Temple, but even the constables and the Tiger's Lair showed no signs of action.

In the early morning.

The sky was gloomy, and the "Justice for Heaven" flag was wrapped around the almost decaying flagpole.

Huang Da Gui didn't sharpen his knife today. He was carefully putting away the garlic heads and chili peppers that were hanging on the wall and had been forgotten in the rain.

Cui Ying'er and Han Qiuniang were feeding the recruits under the bald maple tree in front of the stronghold. One had a tall figure and a cold expression, while the other was petite and charming. With their clever Saber Technique and agile movements, they danced, causing layers of maple leaves to swirl on the ground, which was pleasing to the eye.

Xin Zhuo stretched lazily and watched silently with Xiao Huang for a while, feeling a bit bored.

During these days, his "messy and incomprehensible dog-like knife skills" and the True Yang Technique had appeared countless times in his mind, not only understanding the principles within, but also broadening his horizons.

The martial arts of his five bandit subordinates were full of obvious flaws, and some were even crude and shoddy.

Just as he was about to turn around and go back inside, he saw Bai Jianxi and Han Jiulang, who had gone out to gather information in the middle of the night, returning.

"Big... Big Brother, there are two things..."

The two of them were panting, their faces strange.

"Don't rush, take your time," Xin Zhuo signaled for them to sit down and catch their breath.

Cui Ying'er, Han Qiuniang, and Huang Da Gui also curiously gathered around.

"The first thing is that the Water Moon Temple and the Autumn Palace are fighting!" Bai Jianxi's right hand trembled slightly. "It's quite exciting."

"This..."

Cui Ying'er, who was usually cold and indifferent, showed a rare look of surprise on her face.

A nunnery and a academy, one in the east and one in the west, are so far apart, but they started fighting. How can this be explained?

"Why are they fighting? Is it intense? Are there many people, or is it one-on-one?" Han Qiuniang, who was impatient, asked a series of questions.

"Why they started fighting, I'm not too sure. It seems that a disciple from the Autumn Palace went to the Water Moon Temple to steal something a few days ago." Bai Jianxi looked somewhat embarrassed. "It happened at Xiao Feng Po, which is about ten miles ahead. When we arrived, the fight was over, and dozens of old trees were smashed. They were still arguing."

"Uh..."

The bandits imagined the scene and felt it was uninteresting. A scholar and a nun arguing, it's nothing more than one quoting Confucius and the other mentioning Buddha. Their fighting power is too low, so it's better not to mention it.

"What about the second matter?" Xin Zhuo asked, showing no interest in the nuns and scholars unless there was a romantic and deadly love story involved.

"The second matter is hard to explain," Han Jiulang spoke, "We went down the mountain and saw the people from Menghuo Village."

Cui Ying'er and Han Qiniang exchanged a glance, feeling somewhat nervous.

Huang Dagui didn't care at all, stroking his beard, "Let them come. Daddy has been in a tiger-like form these days. One comes, one dies. Two come, one pair dies!"

Bai Jianxiniao said, "The constables have also seen them. Both sides are facing each other across the river."

"Facing each other?" Xin Zhuo thought for a moment and said, "So these two groups have been occupied with each other these past few days and have no time to bother with us? It's best if they start fighting. Jiulang and Lao Bai will continue to monitor the mountain. If there's any movement, report it immediately!"

"Yes, boss!"

After dinner, the sky became gloomy and finally started drizzling with autumn rain. The wind, accompanied by raindrops, beat against the window frames without paper, wetting the room. The coolness blew onto Xin Zhuo's body.

Xin Zhuo found a piece of cloth to block the rainwater from the window gap, then turned back and sat cross-legged on the bed, summoning the "Lunar Serenity Well."

The moonlight in the well, after being charged for the past few days, had reached 57/100 and could be used for several times of absorption and Integrated Union.

However, as Cui Ying'er had said, martial arts was not something that could be achieved overnight. The attributes of the five bandits and the little yellow dog in the well had not changed much compared to a few days ago, so the value of shared absorption was not high.

He had already studied the strength of the government and Menghuo Village's leaders.

The leader of Menghuo Village, Sun Wu, and the second-in-command, Li Qing, were both superficially at the eighth rank. However, Sun Wu's strength was probably at the seventh rank. Although Xin Zhuo's grandfather had never explicitly stated Sun Wu's strength, he once casually mentioned, "Sun Wu is stronger than the eighth rank."

On the government side, Xue Huaiwei, the chief constable of Fufeng Prefecture, was a genuine seventh-rank expert. With his eight-stage continuous spear technique, he had no opponents below the seventh rank. He was a disciple of the master of the God Spear Manor, Shangguan Ting, who was two hundred miles away.

In addition, there were ten constables under the chief constable, all at the eighth rank or so in their realm. This didn't even include other experts that the new governor might bring.

And now, Xin Zhuo was only at the eighth rank in his realm. Although he had defeated Chai Donghu, the leader of the E'lang Village, who was at the eighth rank, he had no confidence in facing a seventh-rank or seventh-rank Practitioner.

This was a matter of life and death, and there was no room for carelessness or testing.

This made him have an urgent desire to improve his realm!

However, the five bandits and the little yellow dog couldn't provide much more power.

Where else could he develop a few more spirit sacrifices? It was difficult! He dared not go anywhere other than Fulong Village now.

So there was only one path left!

Feed the bandits with water from the "Lunar Serenity Well" to quickly enhance their strength and share the absorption with himself.

But there was a problem. According to the rules of the "Lunar Serenity Well," the five bandits' spirit sacrifices had not been successful for long. If they were cultivated immediately, it might lead to premature growth.

What if... True Qi collapsed and exploded on the spot? What should he do?

"Boss, something's wrong down the mountain!"

At this moment, Cui Ying'er's voice suddenly came from outside.

Xin Zhuo's heart skipped a beat. He opened the door, and Cui Ying'er and Han Qiniang were already wearing homemade raincoats.

He took the raincoat handed to him by Han Qiniang and hurriedly put it on. "Let's go and take a look!"

Fulong Peak was over 670 meters high, with undulating mountains and rugged rocks at the foot. Only a narrow path led straight down the mountain, giving off a sense of danger as if "one man guards the pass, ten thousand cannot pass."

Bai Jianxiniao and Han Jiulang were standing behind a huge rock at the foot of the peak, closely observing the situation below.

From here, they could already faintly hear the screams and clashes of weapons from below.

Xin Zhuo looked down through the rain curtain and saw the two groups of people, as small as ants, fighting in the rain on the official road and by the lake. Knives clashed with swords, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

With over a hundred people, densely packed, it was a large area below, probably more than one or two thousand.

Xin Zhuo couldn't help but feel both fortunate and awe-inspiring. He was fortunate that no one had come up to them, but awe-inspiring because he had never seen so many people fighting in his two lifetimes. This had already reached the scale of a war.

"The people from Menghuo Village and the government are indeed fighting!" Xin Zhuo said, "No one understands them better than me. I had already guessed it, but I just didn't say it!"

Bai Jianxiniao had been fooled by Bai Jianxiniao.

(End of this chapter)