Chapter Forty-Six: Rhubarb Has Meritorious Service Again
The appetizers are served, the guests use it slowly, the main dishes are served immediately, and if you are idle, you will be idle, and you will give a small reward to a collection or something......
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All the officials on duty in Jinyi Wei Qianhu, almost all of them were dispatched at this time, from all directions, towards the location of the Qianhu and the incident, and I don't know if Zhang Wancheng did it on purpose, or he was already scared stupid, he lit the arrow that represented the most serious incident, such as the emperor was assassinated and attacked when he went out on patrol, and the rebels made a rebellion. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
As soon as this arrow came out, the scalp of the Jinyi guard of the Thousand Households was numb, and he quickly dropped the things in his hand, broke into the arsenal, picked up the best blade, and began to assemble and prepare.
Zou Yu, who was seeking medical treatment in the Qianhu Hospital, was even more startled when he heard this unique voice, struggled out of the door, dragged a person indiscriminately and climbed onto the other person's back, and hurriedly ran towards the Jinyi Guard Brigade that was gathering more and more.
No matter how depressed he is now, according to the rules of the Ming army, he is also the current supreme commander, in this emergency situation, even if no one listens to him, he must take on his own responsibilities.
More than 500 brocade guards either rushed on the horse, or ran behind to eat ashes, no matter how they stepped down immediately, none of them fell, and it only took a small half a pillar of incense to kill from the dock to this inn located in a prosperous area.
Zou Yu took the lead...... Carried at the front on horseback, he was actually very weak now.
Although Zhu Ding didn't plan to kill him at first, he still suffered a lot of injuries for the sake of convenience.
Although the Xuanyuan sword blade was under Zhu Ding's intentional control, the scars left were relatively shallow, and they belonged to the list of flesh wounds, but they couldn't stand it much, although it couldn't be talked about a thousand cuts, but it rolled around on his body twice and left a hundred and ten wounds, there were always some, not to mention that he also played the trick of a human-shaped fountain.
When facing Zhu Ding, all kinds of emotions are complicated, and most of his attention is scattered, so he can still hold on to the beard and shoot the horse, but once his spirit relaxes, he feels that he is about to not move, if Zhu Ding didn't reward him with a bottle of knife wound medicine that smells so bad that he can't smell it, he really can't get up at this time, the medicine is magical, the medicine stops bleeding, and the wound has shown signs of healing; The man, who was said to be the best man in the city, saw the medicine for his wounds, and his excited expression was unwanted, as if he had dug up five hundred taels of silver in his own field.
He leaned on the knight's back and imagined his future, today's events, he really didn't care much, except for the little broken prince in this city, there are really no important people, even if Zhang Wancheng encounters any thorny problems to make himself top of the tank, it is not a big deal, and the big people in Beijing know what kind of goods they are now.
Before today, he might still be afraid, but now, there is a young master standing behind him, although the young master repeatedly explained to him that he must not break the leakage and hide, but Zou Yu still wrote a letter to His Majesty the Emperor for the first time, he can be loyal to Zhu Ding, but he must first be loyal to the Son of Heaven, he is first of all a brocade guard.
The master is still a child, so he will definitely not see his toy destroyed by others, not to mention that the master is a ruthless person; The Son of Heaven was furious because of the disappearance of this young master, and Wei almost fainted from crying in the Golden Palace, so they would not look at themselves This may be the only thread, because such an obvious rotten thing was cut off.
Therefore, as long as it does not really involve the social level, Zou Yu is safe, and his Zhang Wancheng's little abacus is destined to fail.
A drop of cold sweat swept across Zou Yu's forehead, and at the moment when the war horse slowed down, he raised his head and saw a big yellow dog confronting several red-clothed warriors, revealing a cold light of sharp teeth.
The big yellow dog, he had seen, was very humane, and it was the little master's dog.
Zhu Ding was still crying, tears were still flowing, and Old Man Fang was still pretending to be dead.
The sand in his eyes had almost rubbed him, but the pain in his eyes and the sourness in his nose did not subside in a while.
He watched Rhubarb jumping around biting people between those red-clothed warriors, and he was not worried, in that isolated valley, he finally knew how fierce this old dog that grew up with him, or the little unicorn, was.
The red-clothed warriors have been injured by everyone, some of them are bitten by the rhubarb, and more of them are cut by themselves, the rhubarb is very smart, and is very good at using his body that is mostly half a person tall, properly blocking the view, so that the knives and swords that greet it are properly cut on the shells that should not be cut.
The prince of Goryeo no longer spoke Chinese, and he didn't know what he was roaring about, but looking at the expressions on the faces of those red-clothed warriors, he knew that it was definitely not a good word.
Duan Hong and Mr. Deng looked at each other, not knowing why such a serious matter turned into a farce because of a dog.
But they know that instead of getting simpler, things are more tricky, and they arrest people at most but the meaning, which is fighting for the face of the world's scholars, and seeking justice for the people, but everyone knows that they have no way to take the prince of Goryeo, let alone see blood, even the prison has to be treated like the No. 1 room of Tianzi, and there is wine and meat to entertain well.
Old Master Duan looked at the prince of Goryeo, whose lower body robe had been stained red with blood, but was still barking wildly, and sighed in his heart, he couldn't keep the grandson and the owner of the dog, as well as the Oiran siblings, and he couldn't save it even if he tried his best.
Seeing the arrival of Jinyiwei's brigade, Duan Hong's heart sank even more, with Jinyiwei's style of doing things, I am afraid that those civilians who have a direct conflict with the prince of Goryeo will be splashed with blood on the spot!
The footsteps were scattered but not messy, and the five hundred brocade guards quickly controlled everyone present, and the only rhubarb and the prince of Goryeo and those red-clothed warriors made them a little confused.
Everyone looked at Zhang Wancheng.
"What are you doing? Don't chop that beast up soon! ā
Five hundred well-trained Jinyi guards want to kill a dog, even if Rhubarb is a unicorn, more fierce than a tiger, and too smart to speak, it can't bear it.
This thing usually doesn't look very fine, greedy and lustful and loves to sleep, but it's really not stupid when it comes to the end, seeing that group of people rushing to kill it, hurriedly jumped out of the battle circle with the stick warrior, and rushed to the Jinyi guard who killed him, and he didn't love fighting, but blindly dodged, and after a while, he ran to the feet of Zou Yu, who had just struggled off the horse and had not had time to stop Zhang Wancheng.
Rhubarb wagged his tail and squatted on the ground, staring at Zou Yu with big watery eyes full of pity, and his throat made a whining sound similar to begging for mercy, like a dog that had done something wrong, begging his master for forgiveness.
Zhu Ding lamented in his heart, saying that what kind of master raises what kind of dog, and he is so virtuous? I didn't find it!
Zou Yu looked at the rhubarb at his feet, and stopped the Jinyi guard who came to kill the dog, his mouth was full of bitterness, and he couldn't tell it now.
Fools can see that those Goryeo warriors and a dog are endless, and the blood on the Goryeo prince's body is ten out of ten from this dog, although he can't watch the little master's dog being hacked to death, but the nature is different!
Well, now, a dark, shiny, stinking basin is firmly on his head!
This dog has become a sperm!