There is no change in Fuzhou City from usual. The people here have become accustomed to their own lives. In their eyes, the princes and ministers in the palace are not from Fuzhou. Those people are like statues offered in temples, and have nothing to do with their own lives.

As for the fighting in the palace, they had no way to know. The officials who fled south in Fuzhou City did not know that the fighting in the palace had begun. Most of them were not sleeping all night and were restless. Today is the day when Wu Yue Bo Hou Xuan enters the palace, and everyone is waiting to see what kind of scenes the emperor and Hou Xuan perform.

On the not-so-broad street, a group of people dressed in green and hats rode by horses and injured many people. They finally arrived at the Duke of Pingguo's Mansion. When the angry people saw that the group of servants and servants were indeed from Duke of Pingguo Zheng Zhilong, they dared not speak out.

But the disciples of the Duke of Pingguo's mansion did not know them. He showed a small head and asked vigilantly: "What are you?"

A feather arrow was accurately inserted into his forehead. The door's eyes were full of astonishment and slowly fell in front of the door. When the guards of Zheng's mansion saw it, they hurriedly shook the alarm bell at the door. The remaining five hundred guards of Zheng's mansion rushed to the front door from all corners of the mansion.

Fan Xiong and dozens of his brothers are born fighting men. After years of following Huang Degong, they have fought many battles. They jumped off the horse and roared and rushed into the front door. Zhao Yuanhua cheered. The personal guards of the princess's mansion in front of them obviously formed a familiar battle formation. They did not forget to kill the enemy in every move, and they would also cover each other. Although there were many guards in the Zheng Mansion, they were like tigers entering a flock of sheep. Zhao Yuanhua's subordinates were mostly good at assassination and assassination. They were proficient in the enemy's attacks when it was light and dark, and they gave the other party a fatal blow. In this kind of hard battle, they were much inferior.

Zhao Yuanhua stabbed a Zheng Mansion guard to death with a sword, and gave a wink. The subordinates around him nodded. Soon they flew over the eaves and walked into the wall, and disappeared into every courtyard of the Zheng Mansion. If Zheng Zhilong died today, everything they did would be futile. No one, including Hou Xuanyan, could walk out of Fuzhou alive, so Zheng Zhilong must be captured alive.

Zheng Zhilong said that he was sleeping at home, so he did not have this kind of passion. The people he was going to kill today were the Emperor of Ming Dynasty and the other was the supervisor with an army of 300,000.

Zheng Zhilong was paced back and forth in the mansion, and was shocked and suspicious when he heard the noisy sound outside. As soon as he walked out of the yard, he saw a group of guards coming and protecting him in the yard.

"What happened?"

"When I returned to the Duke of China, someone came to break into the mansion and had already rushed in. The brothers all followed the third master to the palace. The mansion was empty. I will protect the Duke of China. Go to the third master's place."

People often lose their due caution in their absolute realm, and Zheng Zhilong is not the case. He never expected that Hou Xuanyan would have a group of people in Fuzhou City. In his opinion, if he had such a group of people, he would definitely be brought into the palace, after all, the palace was extremely dangerous.

Hou Xuanyan gave him too much surprise this time. No matter what, he could not imagine why Hou Xuanyan took the lead in his own territory. Everyone knows that Fuzhou is the territory of the Zheng family, and the entire Fujian family is surnamed Zheng. Hou Xuanyan has the courage to break into Fujian. It would be fine if he dared to kill his people at the palace gate.

Zheng Zhilong then realized why Hou Xuan was so reckless. It turned out that he was trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain. He used himself as bait to lead all the people in the city to the palace. After the dagger was revealed, his real target was himself. No wonder he had to make trouble as soon as he entered the city. It seemed that he was just to make trouble. He was caught off guard and revealed his flaws. Indeed, he succeeded, and he was not prepared at all, but if you want to plot against me in Fuzhou, Zheng Zhilong, but I am afraid he is still a little tender.

Zheng Zhilong sneered and asked, "How many people have come?"

The guard commander bowed and said, "I'm afraid there are not hundreds of people, but the first few who are fearless and fearless, we can't stop them."

Zheng Zhilong shouted angrily: "Bare, hundreds of people can't stop it?"

The guard commander drew most of his troops to protect Zheng Zhilong. This decision was right. After all, if Zheng Zhilong was killed or captured, their resistance in front would be futile. But this also inadvertently helped Zhao Yuanhua and the others. The number of guards in front of the mansion was not enough, and the combat power was not enough. The murderous ones who had been killed were defeated step by step. The sound of fighting slowly reached the inner courtyard, and the female members of the Zheng Mansion screamed in surprise.

The last time Hou Xuanyan came to Zheng Mansion, he brought Hong Yizhuo's men. They had long kept the courtyard of the Zheng Mansion in their hearts and painted it into pictures after they went back. Zheng Zhilong's son Zhu Cheng was influenced by his mentor Qian Qianyi and loved Jiangnan gardens. The winding veranda in the Zheng Mansion was everywhere, which was not suitable for large-scale transfer of people, and became a natural hunting ground for Zhao Yuanhua's men. These people dressed in green clothes and hats, and after they rushed into Zheng Mansion, it was difficult to be discovered in panic.

A massacre began in the Zheng Mansion. In the corridors and in the gardens, as long as there are single guards, they will be stabbed to death by inconspicuous servants around them at any time. In the battle in front of the mansion, the guards of the Zheng Mansion have lost their ability to resist.

Zheng Zhilong then panicked. In Fuzhou, he could summon 100,000 people in one day, but he had no choice but to the hundreds of people in front of him.

It's like the feeling of being worth tens of millions but being trapped on a deserted island. Zheng Zhilong's palm was sweating. His years of generous and comfortable life had long made him forget the intrigues and deception on the vast sea and the feeling of being in danger. The long-lost panic surged in his heart, but now Zheng Zhilong has lost the decisiveness of his original killing. He has the money accumulated into mountains and a province, which is what he dreamed of. But these also made him lose his true nature as a hero. If he threw him to the sea and asked him to do it again, he would have been eaten by his defeated generals.

The guard commander was already scared. Seeing Zheng Zhilong's thighs trembling, worse than himself, the shouts of killing were getting closer and closer, and a sense of despair surged in his heart. He shouted sadly: "Dude, brothers, please escort you out!"

Zheng Zhilong stuttered a little and said, "Don't...don't go out, wait for the third brother to come back to save us."

The gate of the inner courtyard collapsed, and a strong man as big as a hill was covered in blood. He shouted angrily with a Park Knife: "Take Zheng Zhilong and spare you all!"

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The sky was dark and dark, and outside the palace gate, corpses piled up into mountains. Hou Xuanyan leaned on the hilt and bent down to breathe. Huang Ying'er's face was as red as blood, and she was wearing a blue lake skirt, which had been dyed red. She was like a female calf protecting beast, standing beside Hou Xuanyan with a sword.

Zheng Hongkui had already arrived in the palace, looking at the dozens of people gathered in front of him, and sneered on his face. His men had good flattery skills and moved a dragon chaise from the palace. Zheng Hongkui sat down carelessly and said in a strange voice: "Hou Xuanyan, Governor? I admire you as a man, but your mind is not enough, haha. Now do you know that Fuzhou is not the place for you to go wild?"

When Hou Xuanyan saw that he wanted to show off, he knew that this was a good opportunity to delay time. After all, their purpose was to use himself as bait to fish for the guards of Zheng’s Mansion. As long as this goal could be achieved, the effect of bloody battles and chatting would be the same.
Chapter completed!