Sima Cuo also advised:

"Third son, if you fight again, you will die.

It's hard for us to explain.

Although they were beaten to death by ordinary people.

But the old guys in Yongcheng are going to get hold of you.

Even the monarch would not be too happy. ”

The third prince Yingtian shook his fan elegantly, and asked with a smile:

"Who said they were going to beat them, fifty of them?"

Bai Qi, Sima Cuo, and Meng Tian lowered their heads in shame.

Wang Ben, Li Xin, Wang Yi and others are energetic, and they are happy:

"Could it be that Childe agrees with us to clean them up with the people?"

"Hahahaha!"

Yingtian was amused by Wang Ben's fool.

Looking at the forbidden soldiers who were torn apart by the common people, their noses and faces were swollen from being beaten, shrunk into a ball, and knelt on the ground begging for mercy.

Yingtian understands that if he lets the people fight again, he will really die.

"Folks, stop!

Listen to me. ”

Yingtian is like an immeasurable mage, and he follows the law.

Those people, men, women, and children who were moving, scolding, arching fire, and angry, all fell silent in an instant.

Qi Qi looked at the respected third son Yingtian.

What kind of prestige is this?

The forbidden army of the Hou Mansion, led by the common people in a prison car, did not dare to think about it.

Even if the monarch comes, it must be compared with the prestige of the third prince.

Like the fluorescent light of rotten grass, how can it be compared to the bright moon in the sky?

The Fifty Forbidden Army was completely afraid of the third prince Yingtian, coaxed, and completely surrendered.

If it weren't for the fact that his body was trapped in the prison car and his mouth was stuffed with stinky socks, he wanted to quickly kneel down and admit his mistake.

Yingtian walked to the middle of the gate of the city lord's mansion and first respectfully saluted all the people.

"All of you are well, how can you dare to thank you for such love.

I'm thankful for it. ”

When the common people saw Yingtian, they actually took the initiative to give them a big gift.

I want to kneel down and return the salute.

But Yingtian said that none of them were allowed to kneel today.

Therefore, they looked directly at each other silently, and each returned the salute with kind eyes.

"My sovereign father urgently summoned me back to Yongcheng, but it was only because of the affairs of the three major families.

I know people are worried about my life.

But you've seen who I'm winning the sky for.

If you go to Yongcheng, you will definitely return completely.

Please wait with peace of mind. ”

The common people wanted to say that the third prince should not leave, but they didn't know how to persuade the third son, who was dignified and polite.

One of the old men leaned on crutches and said distressedly:

"Third son, you are our God!

You can't go!

We can't live without you! ”

The rest of the people chimed in and said something similar.

Yingtian waved his hand gently and explained:

"I know people can't bear me.

I can't bear to let you go.

I promise you that after going to Yongcheng, I will definitely come back to reunite with the big guys.

I will choose a county magistrate who is even more virtuous than me.

What do you think? ”

A drooping child who was not as high as the sword at Yingtian's waist spread his father's hand.

Naturally, I don't dare on weekdays.

Today, he actually rushed out of the crowd with the courage to run to Yingtian's side, looking up and making a cowardly and immature voice:

"Castle Lord, you ......"

Yingtian immediately picked it up and interrupted, pinched the child's face and said softly:

"Call Uncle."

The drooping child asked shyly:

"Uncle, did you promise us that we would come back?"

Yingtian was greatly moved, with tears in the corners of his eyes, and excitedly looked at hundreds of people and said:

"I promise you!

I will definitely come back someday! ”

The child hugged Yingtian and coquettishly, turned back to the people and said:

"Uncle promised us......"

The people wept silently and laid down their weapons.

Silence is better than sound at the moment.

The twelve generals felt the same way, and swore that in the future, they would definitely lead the horse to the third prince.

It's a great honor.

"Alright, let's all disperse."

Yingtian hugged the drooping child and kissed it, put it on the ground, and the child was reluctant.

Yingtian waved his hand and signaled to hurry back to his father's side.

The drooping child returned to his father and mother step by step, looking up at the infinitely high Yingtian.

"City Lord, today you are going to travel far away, let us send you out of the city.

Otherwise, we won't go. ”

An old man shook his head sadly.

Yingtian also understands that if they are not allowed to send themselves.

It's easy to get out of it.

Then he replied gratefully:

"Then please brothers and sisters, elders wait a moment."

The people nodded.

Ying Tian turned his head to look at the disgusting Fifty Forbidden Army, and took out the supreme majesty of the previous posture and ordered:

"Someone!"

More than a dozen subordinates in the city lord's mansion went out.

"Take them to wash up first.

In addition, ask Lang Zhong to treat their injuries.

Be quick.

Can't make the big guy wait. ”

More than a dozen subordinates replied:

"No."

Those forbidden soldiers who fell to the ground and were beaten with blue noses and swollen faces were helped into the City Lord's Mansion, and they all nodded their heads in gratitude when they passed by Yingtian.

After escaping the catastrophe, the forbidden army of the Hou Mansion, led by the prisoner car, went to Yingtian and knelt down to thank him.

Yingtian shook his fan and looked away:

"Hurry up and wash up.

It's not easy for you either. ”

The forbidden army led by the Hou Mansion was moved to tears.

Then I went to take a shower.

When the forbidden army of the Fifty Marquis Mansion took a bath to heal his wounds.

Yingtian and the twelve generals sat on the ground with the people and chatted about family life.

Chatting and chatting, Yingtian suddenly had an epiphany.

He relies on signing in, and he has a lot of powerful power.

I thought I could do whatever I wanted and keep me safe.

Today, I look at the performance of the common people.

Only then did he understand that those poor people who laughed and scolded on weekdays, flew and dogs, and begged for food.

They are of a humble status, and they are extremely humble compared to the nobility and the family.

But the energy they burst out today is devastating and devouring heaven and earth.

Yingtian suddenly realized that the greatest power in the world was the great people.

Nets, Mojia, Xuanjia Army, or even any other force or organization.

Compared with the common people, it is too small and insignificant.

The power of a Xianyang common person is so great.

If you add Yongcheng, the entire Qin State, and even the whole of China......

Yingtian couldn't even think about it.

That would mean that he would swallow the world and become the lord of the world.

Undertaking the well-being of thousands of Li Shu is related to the future of the whole of China.

This burden is too heavy, and Yingtian is somewhat afraid.

But it's so tempting.

But Yingtian's heart is also eager to lie down and enjoy himself.

This kind of twisted and contradictory mood makes Yingtian have to re-examine the present.

What is the way forward?

A meal of effort.

The Fifty Forbidden Army finally took a shower and healed their wounds.

It's still as powerful as it was before it was beaten.

It's just that the scars on the face are very eye-catching.

The forbidden army led by the 49th forbidden army walked to the side of the Tenglong chariot that had been prepared long ago, and knelt on the ground:

"Please get in the car!"

Yingtian got up and walked to the side of the dragon chariot, and the forbidden army led by him knelt on the ground and acted as a stone on the horse.