"Come quickly to hear that the late emperor has dozens of heirs, but there is no doubt that King Ning is the best in martial arts and strategy. I have never seen this before. What I saw today is indeed worthy of his reputation."
This first sentence made Zhou Changshou feel quite relaxed.
As long as Zhou Ping'an says a few nice words and he mediates it, since King Ning is not a murderous person, this matter may not really be a desperate situation.
But then, Zhou Pingan's next words made Zhou Changshou wish he could just cover Zhou Pingan's mouth.
Only Zhou Ping'an's voice continued to be heard, "It's just that King Ning was brave and his soldiers were even more elite, but he only dared to point his weapons at his compatriots at home. In the face of the Liao invasion, he huddled up and shivered. Isn't this unreasonable?"
Is the world laughing at you?"
After Zhou Pingan said these words, he didn't care at all whether he would anger Prince Ning, and even grinned at Prince Ning.
At these words, not to mention King Ning, all the soldiers behind him were furious, wishing they could come up and tear Zhou Pingan's mouth to pieces.
Zhou Changshou closed his eyes in despair, feeling that his heart was very tired, destroy it, destroy everything, I am tired.
But Prince Ning, on the other hand, did not get furious, but the expression on his face became calmer.
But Zhou Changshou, who knew him well, knew that at this moment, Prince Ning was extremely angry.
Just when Zhou Changshou couldn't help but speak, Prince Ning glanced at him.
It was this look that made Zhou Changshou swallow back all the words that came to his lips.
"Here comes someone."
Prince Ning calmly ordered: "Drag this nonsense person down and chop him down."
As soon as King Ning finished speaking, two burly sergeants walked in from the door.
When they came up, they pressed down on Zhou Ping'an and dragged him out.
Zhou Ping'an still stood there, not struggling or arguing, but suddenly burst into laughter.
"Everyone in the world says that Prince Ning is generous and righteous, but in my opinion, it is nothing more than that."
"Prince Ning, kill me quickly so that the capital can send another person over earlier."
"Of course, maybe next time the person sent is not a person, but the imperial army."
Upon hearing this, King Ning raised his hand and signaled the two sergeants to stop.
"Did the prince ask you to come, or was it Zhao Xuanji?" Prince Ning asked coldly.
"Xiaguan, as an official of the imperial court, is naturally ordered by the imperial court." Zhou Ping'an replied.
Prince Ning sneered and said, "That's the prince. Is it the prince who asked you to go all the way to Dayuan Mansion alone to threaten me?"
"This is not a threat."
Zhou Pingan shook his head seriously and said: "I am just stating the facts."
"I will behead you tonight, then chop your body into pieces and send it to the East Palace. What do you think your prince dares to do? He also issued an order to appease me, lest I become dissatisfied with the court.
It is even more impossible for me to avenge you, do you believe it or not?" Prince Ning laughed loudly, and his aura of "who would give up on me" aroused the admiration of all the soldiers present.
It was this personal charm of fearless and self-absorbed that allowed King Ning to always have a group of loyal soldiers around him, and also made his Yanyun Sixteen Cavalry famous all over the world.
However, there is only one exception.
That is Zhou Ping'an.
In his view, a true emperor should stand high in the clouds, look down on all living beings indifferently, and balance the world with his power.
Instead of ending up in person, being as rough as a reckless man.
The spirit is sufficient, but the layout is too small.
So he cupped his hands and replied calmly with four words: "I'm an official, I don't believe it."
