Jingzhou is an inconspicuous small town. There were probably tens of thousands of small county towns like this in the entire Hongwu Empire. Therefore, this kind of place seems to be the most inconspicuous with people coming and going.
Song Zheng concealed his breath and walked into a small teahouse in the city accompanied by Sun Bianfei.
He sat down by the window, ordered a pot of tea, and waited quietly for four kinds of refreshments. Sun Bianfei still looked so heartless. If you don't drink, I will drink. If you don't eat, I will eat.
ah.
Soon the table was covered with melon seed peels, peanut shells and the like.
Song Zheng didn't take it seriously, but watched with interest the ordinary people coming and going outside the window. Their lives were plain, real, and unchanging.
About half an hour later, an old man with a slight stoop came in. He was familiar with the people in the teahouse. He greeted him with a smile and sat down opposite Song Zheng.
Song Zheng stood up with a respectful attitude: "You are here."
The fourth slave put his hands in his sleeves and said calmly: "Sir, please sit down. This old slave can't afford it."
Song Zheng sat down and asked someone to change the tea and pour it for the strong men of the country. The fourth slave took a sip and sighed: "This old slave is incompetent..."
Song Zheng shook his head: "It's not my fault, senior. The Huang Tianli Holy Sect is extremely cunning and powerful."
The fourth slave said: "I want to save the prince, and you want to save Xiao Zhen, but one thing must be made clear first. My prince's goal is that position. If both the prince and Xiao Zhen come out, who will you Long Yiwei support?"
Song Zheng hesitated for a while, it was difficult to answer this question.
The fourth slave sneered: "What does that foolish king have that deserves your allegiance?!"
Song Zheng let out a long sigh and said helplessly: "But how can we ministers get involved in this kind of thing? As long as we are involved, it will be regicide!
We may not care about reputation, but regicide is a great cause and effect, and monks like us don’t dare to be implicated in it.”
The fourth slave nodded: "I don't ask for your support. The royal family will handle the royal affairs by itself."
Song Zheng nodded: "That's very good."
The fourth slave asked: "When will we do it?"
"The boy has already contacted Huang Yuanhe. As long as you have your support, we will have two powerful people who can control the country, and there are two from Huang Tianli's Holy Cult..."
The fourth slave was surprised: "The leader is also Zhenguo?"
"There should be no mistake." Song Zheng said: "It's just that their leader may not be able to take action easily for some reasons."
The fourth slave nodded slowly: "Two to two."
"As long as Huang Tianli's Holy Sect's Zhenguo is contained, the rest will be left to the boy." Song Zheng was calm and confident.
The fourth slave chuckled: "Old slave, I have heard a lot of rumors about adults. If you dare to say this, it seems that the rumors are true. Very good, I will do it with you. But don't forget what happens next.
You are not allowed to interfere in my affairs, otherwise don’t blame me for turning against you!"
Song Zheng nodded: "Of course."
Sun Bianfei never thought it was important to meet a strong man who ruled the country. He should eat and drink. After the four slaves staggered away, he asked: "Sir, are you really going to rebel...
"
Song Zheng wanted to slap him: "Nonsense! We are here to help the country!" After saying this, he couldn't help but laugh.
Sun Bianfei curled his lips and didn't care: "Rebellion is just a rebellion, it's not a big deal. After the Hunjun registered, he didn't do any good things. It's not good for the people of the world, the civil and military officials, and our Long Yi Guards."
Song Zheng shook his head and did not continue the topic: "Let's go."
He has no loyalty to the people on the throne. He even disagreed with the previous plan of Xiao Zhen and Shi Yuanhe to wait for the emperor to die. If it were him, he would be even more radical.
But these things can only be hidden in one's own heart.
Sun Bianfei followed him out of the small town and walked several hundred miles straight to the capital. But when he was about to enter the capital, he suddenly changed direction and headed southwest.
"Sir?" Sun Bianfei was puzzled: "Aren't we going back?"
"There's still someone I need to meet."
Sun Bianfei was confused for a while: Who else do I want to see?
…
In the evening, Sun Bianfei followed Song Zheng into a deserted area.
He was worried and guarded Song Zheng: "Sir, it is unwise to enter the extremity area at night. No matter what happens, please leave immediately. We will come back tomorrow."
Song Zheng stood in the extremity, listening to the roars of wild beasts and the sound of insects grinding their teeth in the distance. For some reason, a familiar and friendly feeling suddenly surged in his heart.
Suddenly, he seemed to be back in Shenjin Mountain. But when he turned around, he saw Sun Bianfei's face, and he felt disappointed.
"Let's go, they might not be there during the day."
Song Zheng had just been promoted, and Sun Bianfei didn't have the ability to take him away by force now. He probably wouldn't be able to last long in a real fight... So Old Ancestor Sun was very aware of current affairs and followed the adults obediently. Suddenly, a giant beast appeared in the distance.
Roaring angrily, Sun Bianfei trembled: "Sir, you are protecting me..."
Song Zheng: "..."
After about seven or eight miles, Sun Bianfei felt more and more something was wrong. From time to time, a huge worm appeared around him, and there were more and more various bugs on the ground, densely packed under his feet.
"Sir," Sun Bianfei followed Song Zheng closely. These insects made him feel uncomfortable: "Sir, the situation is not right, let's go back..."
Song Zheng took another step forward, stood in front of a mountain peak and smiled: "There is nothing wrong, we are here."
Sun Bianfei looked at the mountain peak. Countless strange insects were "flowing" down from the top, revealing a small cave. Two ancestors came out of the cave with gloomy faces and unkind expressions: "Commander"
It turns out he is a believer."
Sun Bianfei was startled when he saw the two of them: "Southern Wasteland Zongzu, Old Man Guixu!"
Song Zheng waved his hand: "Find a clean place to talk."
The Zongzu of the Southern Wilderness laughed ferociously: "Why, is it possible that a noble man is still afraid of these little insects?"
Song Zheng said nothing and stamped his foot: Boom...
Countless bugs fell from the surrounding trees and mountain peaks, like a hailstorm! They fell to the ground, all motionless. In the "induction" of the Zongzu of the Southern Wilderness, they had already interacted with these "children"
Lost contact.
His expression suddenly changed, because Song Zheng stomped his feet and killed hundreds of thousands of his children.
"Stop!" The Southern Wasteland Zongzu shouted, but Song Zheng stomped his feet again without mercy.
boom!
boom!
Insects fell like rain.
The Southern Wilderness Zongzu's heart was bleeding, but Song Zheng looked indifferent and asked: "How?"
The Zongzu of the Southern Wilderness gritted his teeth, but did not dare to pretend to be arrogant anymore: "Okay, let's change places."
Sun Bianfei cursed: "You bitch!"
The Zongzu of the Southern Wilderness was furious. Song Zheng glanced at him indifferently, and he gritted his teeth and endured it. Old Man Guixu had been standing aside, with ups and downs in his heart. He wanted to build up momentum for his companions, but he did not dare to speak.
He had heard that Mr. Song had profound attainments in space and heaven.
The four of them walked under the night and arrived at a dry mountain peak. The Zongzu of the Southern Wilderness dispersed his children far away to avoid being destroyed by this "delicate man and demon" again.
Song Zheng glanced at Sun Bianfei, who said blankly: "It's pretty good here."
Song Zheng's teeth were sore for a while, and he would not bring this stuff out next time. If Qi Bingchen or Lu Wanmin were here, they would have already started cutting stone tables and chairs to invite the adults to sit down.
Grand Ancestor Sun thought that the Lord was asking for his opinion...
Helpless, Song Zheng had no choice but to stand and ask: "The two ancestors came to the capital from afar but came back disgraced. They must be unwilling to do so."
The Southern Wasteland Zongzu was filled with rage, but he did not dare to speak nonsense anymore. He pointed his eyes at Old Man Guixu, and the latter said: "Why do you need to pretend to be merciful, sir? If it weren't for you, how could our brothers end up like this?"
Song Zheng shook his head: "I want to let you go, but the one who attacked you is the genius of Shentu. Why do you still hate me? Those of your accomplices, if I hadn't tried my best to protect you, would have fallen into the trap once they fell into
What will happen to you in the hands of Suwei? Hum hum."
Sun Bianfei watched from the side, admiring him in his heart: "You lie without batting an eye, confusing right and wrong, and your ability to tell right and wrong is very good. No wonder he is an adult!"
Of course, the Southern Wasteland Zongzu and Old Man Guixu didn't believe a word of his words, but at this point it was meaningless to say so.
Old Man Guixu asked: "Open the skylight and speak frankly. The commander ordered someone to summon us and want an interview. Now that we have met, what do you want to do?"
"You two are still of some use." Song Zheng followed his words and said straightforwardly: "I will give you a chance to take revenge. If you do well, I will help you clear your criminal records and you will not be arrested again.
Wanted by Hongwu Celestial Empire."
The two looked at each other: "Seriously?"
"Of course it's true." Song Zheng said proudly: "I am the commander of the Longyi Guard! If you are interested afterwards, I can even give you the status of a third-grade worshiper, how about it?"
The two of them were interested, and Old Man Guixu asked: "What do you want us to do, sir?"
Song Zheng chuckled: "Don't think too highly of yourself. What else can I ask you to do? Just do what you are best at."
The two were suspicious: "Rebellion?"
Song Zheng shook his head inexplicably: "Destroy."
…
Sun Bianfei was confused from beginning to end. After following the Lord out of the extremity, he sighed: "Sure enough, a person like me can't play in the court. Even if I have the combat power of the Lord, I will probably be punished by the officialdom."
It was crushed and crushed into dregs."
Song Zheng glanced at him: "I will take it as your admiration for me."
Sun Bianfei nodded seriously: "I really admire you. I have nothing but admiration for everything I can't do by myself."
Song Zheng suddenly felt a little dumbfounded: "Do you know how many people admire your luck?" Sun Bianfei was happy and scratched his head without being modest: "That's true."
He asked again: "Sir, should we go back to Beijing directly, or should we go and meet other people?"
Song Zheng stopped and lowered his head.
Sun Bianfei was a little strange: "Sir?"
Chapter completed!