Chapter Ninety-Five: Assassination of the Seven Princes
As soon as the words fell, Zhang Laosan made a gesture of please, and Zhou Yang strode out of the room.
Seeing Zhou Yang coming out of the room, the ministers who were watching next to him couldn't help but be taken aback.
They originally thought that these Seven Princes were just a name, but they didn't expect that it was really Zhou Yang, the Seventh Prince, who came out of the room.
Under the momentum of the rising sun, some ministers even involuntarily wanted to kneel and worship.
Just when their legs were weak and they were about to kneel, they remembered that this was not in the court, and now Zhou Yang was just dressed in ordinary clothes, and even the ministers who came to see the excitement were all dressed in disguise.
I'm afraid that the Seven Princes may not be able to recognize them.
So these ministers also looked like they didn't know what to do, and watched the excitement in the crowd.
Under the service of Zhang Laosan, Zhou Yang held three candles and incense, stood in front of the incense case and respectfully bowed to the God of Wealth on the incense case.
However, just when Zhou Yang had just bowed down for the first time, suddenly there was a noise in the crowd.
"Hey, there's a new store on this street, and I didn't even report it to my brothers."
"Yes, I think this guy is probably a chick, since he doesn't know the rules of doing business on this street, if that's the case, then let's teach him a good lesson today."
"Today we have to let him know, know who's in charge on this street!"
Listening to these ruffians shouting there, Zhang Laosan next to him also had a bitter face.
He hurriedly came to Zhou Yang's side and whispered.
"Your Highness the Seventh, let's take out some silver and send away all these little ruffians!"
"If you don't give these guys some sweetness, I'm afraid they will get more and more troublesome."
Zhang Laosan was very anxious, he had already reminded Zhou Yang before the opening, saying that he wanted to give some attention to these gangsters on the street.
After all, it is a strong dragon that can't suppress the head snake, doing business on the interface of this capital, if you don't give these gangsters a good deal, don't think about doing this business in the future.
Even if Zhou Yanggui is the seventh prince, it should be dotted.
These gangsters who eat street scraping the skin on weekdays, even if they don't know how to make trouble, they will secretly pick something for you intentionally or unintentionally.
Originally, Zhang Laosan thought that these gangsters were only making trouble secretly at most, after all, there was the name of the Seven Princes here.
didn't expect that today, people would start to make trouble directly on the bright side.
This is not giving any face!
Hearing Zhang Laosan's words, Zhou Yang, who was holding a candle incense and was about to bow for the second time, frowned secretly.
He didn't react, but he didn't pay attention to Zhang Laosan's words, and just followed the second incense.
Seeing that this boss was so uninteresting, these gangsters couldn't hold it back any longer.
Although I heard that the owner of this shop is behind the Seven Princes, the ministers who hired them were also powerful people in the court.
He repeatedly assured them that the Seventh Prince was just an unfavored prince, and that he was about to be sent to the border land of Qin, so there was nothing to fear at all.
What's more, in the eyes of the gangsters, how could a dignified prince appear here? It's a joke to just open a grocery store with your head in front of you.
The so-called boss in front of him is probably just a character who has been pushed to the front, and they will fight such people.
"Brothers, it seems that this guy doesn't know at all, so let him see how hard our brothers' fists are today."
"Beat him up well, he has to be beaten today, and even his father can't recognize him!"
Just when these thugs were about to rush in the direction of Zhou Yang with their fists clenched.
Suddenly, there was a rattling sound, and there was a rush of footsteps.
I saw Zhao Wuyang rushing out of the room with a team of people, everyone had an extremely solemn look, and there were bursts of killing intent in their eyes.
All of a sudden, he was in the middle of Zhou Yang and those gangsters.
Before these thugs could rush in front of Zhou Yang, a sharp blade was placed on their necks.
"What a guts!"
"I don't even look at what kind of place this is, I dare to make trouble here."
Zhao Wuyang's knife was on the neck of the gangster who was the leader.
His eyes were sharp, exuding bursts of murderous aura, which made the bastard stunned for a moment, and his legs began to tremble.
These people are just gangsters who collect some protection money in the streets and alleys on weekdays, and the biggest scene they have seen is nothing more than a brawl of dozens of people gathered together.
But the dozen or so people in front of him were all guards who exuded murderous aura from top to bottom.
And the steel knives in the hands of these people were extremely cold, and there were bursts of chill from the blade, which was close to their Heavenly Spirit Gai.
"You... You... What are you going to do? This is the foot of the Son of Heaven in the capital, do you still want to kill people? ”
"In the capital of the city, if you kill people for no reason, you have broken the law, and this is the sin of killing your head."
The gangster at the head was already frightened, and at this time, he opened his mouth and closed his mouth, and actually began to tell Zhao Wuyang and them about the law.
looked at the bastard in front of him who was scared and overwhelmed.
A group of gangsters who can't remember it on weekdays actually told themselves about the law, and the corners of Zhao Wuyang's mouth showed a sneer.
"Do you still want to teach me the law?"
"You guys who don't know whether to live or die actually intended to assassinate the Seventh Prince, if you don't want it today, your heads will be sorry, the two words of the law that came out of your mouth!"
As he spoke, the blade in Zhao Wuyang's hand was slightly forced, and a trail of blood leaked out of the gangster's neck.
He was very conscious, and felt a pain in his neck, and suddenly he was so frightened that he fell to his knees.
"No, we didn't want to assassinate the Seven Princes!"
"Even if it gives us the courage of the ambitious leopard, we don't dare to do anything to the Seventh Prince, and ask this big brother to spare his life!"
The thugs fell to their knees, crying and howling.
He didn't even know where the Seven Princes were, so how could it be possible to assassinate the Seven Princes again? This is simply a trumped-up charge.
"Seeing that you are swinging your fists and arms like this, you are going to attack the Seven Princes, if we hadn't come out in time, I'm afraid that the Seven Princes would have already suffered from your poisonous hands by now."
Saying that, Zhao Wuyang looked towards Chaoyang, arched his hand very respectfully, and signaled that this was the Seventh Prince.