Wang Zhi was only slightly injured and quickly brought men to kill him.
But the shadow guards had already left, leaving only the dead people and horses on the ground. Several guards in golden clothes were holding torches, and it was as bright as day. Wang Zhi led people to check all the way, and it could only be seen that most of these people used swords. , the skill is extremely high, nothing else can be seen.
The group of people worked all night, and it was not until dawn that someone said: "Master Governor, look!"
Wang Zhi stepped forward quickly and looked down.
One Jin Yiwei may have hit something somewhere when he died, leaving a little mark on his right cheek, which looked like the side of a shield-shaped waistband.
Wang Zhi lifted up his robe and squatted down, straightened the dead man's head, and looked at it carefully. Because the man was dead, the area was a strange gray-purple color. He could clearly see half of the two characters. He looked carefully and saw that there was a At the bottom of the word "huang" is a slightly smaller word "福".
Emperor? Royal Shadow Guard?
The deposed prince’s name is Mu Junfu, who turns out to be the prince’s shadow guard??
No wonder these people's Kung Fu methods always feel a bit strange and different from ordinary people.
Wang Zhi's face was clouded...
In fact, if Yan Baiwei were here, he would know at a glance that it was a game. It does not mean that the shadow guards do not carry waist cards, but the shadow guards rarely use waist cards, especially in such actions, they will never wear waist cards. This kind of thing is marked, otherwise if it falls or someone sees it, it will be a problem.
And this kind of thing was obviously left on purpose.
But Wang Zhi really didn't know.
He and the shadow guards belong to two ways, one is a sword on the surface, and the other is a minions secretly. He is young, but he has never dealt with the shadow guards of Emperor Yuan Sheng. He just feels that the way is strange. You can't tell whether it's a shadow guard or not.
But once I knew it, it seemed logical.
He has offended many people, and many people hate him to the core. But how many people have the courage to actually take action, and the ability to pay for the murder of fifty or sixty masters at once?
The prince is in a hurry!
Seeing him getting close to the sixth and eighth princes, are you anxious?
Thinking of this, Wang Zhi couldn't help but smile, threw down his robe, stood up, and said without hesitation: "Enter the palace!"
He entered the palace, but someone was discussing matters with Emperor Yuan Sheng. After waiting for nearly an hour, Wang Zhongyan came out and said: "The Emperor has no time to spare at the moment, so Admiral Wang should go back first!"
Wang Zhi didn't see anyone and didn't notice anything. He just thought that Emperor Yuan Sheng didn't want to punish the prince for him, which was not surprising.
He turned around and walked back with the people.
After the prince was deposed, he moved from the East Palace to the West Fifth Palace. When Wang Zhi led people in, he encountered almost no obstruction.
Wang Zhi swaggered in and said, "I have something to ask you to see the Fourth Prince. I wonder where His Highness the Fourth Prince is?"
There was a commotion inside, and someone stepped forward to stop him, but Wang Zhi's people had already dragged him aside. Wang Zhi rushed in, kicked the door open, and then slammed it.
The deposed prince was having fun with several palace maids, and everyone in the palace was honest with each other...
But this debauched scene was not as shocking as seeing the deposed prince.
It had only been half a year, and the deposed prince, who had been punished to seclude himself and reflect on his past, had grown fat several times. He was only a rich young master at first, but now, he has become a fat mass that needs help even when he sits up!
The group of people were stunned.
And this news quickly reached the ears of Emperor Yuan Sheng. Before Emperor Yuan Sheng could get angry at Wang Zhi's arrogance, he was frightened by the appearance of the deposed prince.
The deposed prince came in wheezing. When he knelt down, he couldn't get up! The arms he stretched out were almost thicker than his thighs!
After the prince was deposed, Wan asked the Emperor Sheng of Yuan Dynasty many times but no response was received. She could only keep sending him things in distress... The prince had no ambitions to begin with, but now that he had made such a big mistake and had no hope of recovery, his whole life suddenly disappeared.
People have become decadent, and all that is left in their lives is eating, drinking, and having fun.
It's really not surprising that he looks like this.
Emperor Yuan Sheng liked beautiful and delicate things. This kind of behemoth that wheezed every time he spoke could not arouse Emperor Yuan Sheng's fatherly feelings at all, so he used the deposed prince to hide behind closed doors to think about his mistakes but to show his prostitution in the day without knowing any repentance.
The head, sent the deposed prince to guard the imperial mausoleum.
In fact, Emperor Yuan Sheng was simply disgusted, but in the eyes of the officials, this was to support Wang Zhi.
The deposed prince sent his shadow guards to kill Wang Zhi, and then the emperor severely punished the deposed prince... For a time, everyone avoided his sharp edge.
Wang Zhi walked out of the factory office, and the Eighth Prince followed behind him animatedly: "Father, where are you going?"
Wang Zhi chuckled: "I'm going to deal with a disobedient child."
"Oh?" The eighth prince tilted his head, with an innocent and cute look on his face, "If he made Yafu angry, it must be his fault. Yafu will punish him hard!"
Wang Zhi smiled, stretched out his hand and pinched his face. The eighth prince hissed in pain, but did not dare to reach out to cover it. He only said with tears in his eyes: "Afu?"
Wang Zhi said with a smile: "Xiaoba is right, Xiaoba is really smart."
He let go of his hand, slapped him twice on the face, then got on his horse and left.
The eighth prince was left clenching his teeth and covering his face, with physiological tears filling his painful eyes. He wiped it away fiercely, unable to hide the resentment in his eyes.
Wang Zhi didn't care at all. Of course he knew that this kid couldn't be sincere, but so what?
He just likes to see these noble descendants, who are forced to smile in front of him, pretend to be humble, and call daddy one by one.
He smiled with joy in his eyes.
As soon as he left the city gate, someone rushed over to greet him: "Master Governor, everything has been arranged! There are two people protecting him openly and secretly, and they are all protected."
Wang Zhi smiled and nodded.
The man sighed: "The Taoist priest's medicine is so effective. No matter how good your skill is, it will fall down if you touch it."
Wang Zhi didn't answer again, and the group turned west and arrived at an abandoned house. Wang Zhi got off his horse and went in. He opened the door and saw Tao Chengqi, who was tied to a chair, looking at him calmly.
Even if his hair is slightly messy and his clothes are stained with dust, when he purses his lips and raises his eyes, his eyes are still clear and handsome, filling the room with brilliance.
Wang Zhi smiled and said: "Everyone says that Momo Liulang is an immortal son. He is indeed as handsome as jade and extraordinary!"
He lifted up his robe and sat down in front of him: "Today, Mr. Wang has taken the liberty to invite Momo Liulang as a guest..."
Tao Chengqi interrupted him with a sneer: "A foul-smelling castrated dog, dressed in silk, really thinks of himself as a human being. If you want to kill him, just kill him. There is no need to show off. If I look at you one more time, my eyes will be stained." He said.
I closed my eyes directly.
Wang Zhi's smile suddenly disappeared.
He looked at him, grinned fiercely, and smiled sinisterly, but his eyes seemed to have been quenched with poison and sprouted needles: "Okay, okay, okay... I want to see how hard Momo Liulang's bones are."