"This general, please also bring this book of ten thousand people back to the capital, so that the saint can know the hearts of the people!"

At the gate of the city, the cloth stained with bright red handprints was handed over to the general, and the Son of Heaven said with a solemn expression.

"Don't worry! I only hope that the Holy One will be able to pardon the generalissimo..."

Nodding, he carefully took the Book of the People, and the general responded in a rough voice.

"Thank you for your help!

Seeing this, he took a step back, his eyes swept over everyone, and with a wave of his long sleeves against the Son of Heaven, he knelt down on one knee!

"Thank you for your help!!"

Behind him, Wu Xiufeng and the Heavenly Generals looked awe-inspiring, and they also knelt down in gratitude.

"Heroes, please get up!"

"Oh yes, you've tormented us with this great gift!"

"Yes! It is our honor to help the Generalissimo! Hurry up! Don't do that!"

All around, seeing Tianxing kneeling down, the onlookers were flattered and shouted one after another.

However, the hearts of these people were very moved.

Because they feel sincerity, they feel respect!

Then, the matter had come to this point, the general turned over and got on his horse, took Zhu's corpse and the Book of the People, and led 3,000 soldiers on the road!

And the people around them also dispersed.

"Against the Son of Heaven, this book of all peoples... Can you really save the Generalissimo?"

After everyone left, the tiger looked at the Son of Heaven, and Wu Xiufeng asked in a low voice.

Although many people petitioned, they were still uneasy in their hearts.

"No, this fire is not burning strong enough!"

Hearing this, he shook his head, the light in his eyes flashed, and he responded in a deep voice.

"It's not enough, you kid, tell me what's the plan?"

Beside him, seeing that the Son of Heaven was selling Guanzi, Tong Lao frowned slightly, and said angrily.

"Brothers, next, I have to work hard for you!"

Turning his head and blinding the heavenly generals, the Son of Heaven smiled slightly.

"Now the people can save the generalissimo! If the people want it, the Holy One will not dare to act rashly!"

After laughing, the iron pen in the hand of the Son of Heaven turned: "Therefore, we need the help of the people! Not only the people in Shicheng! but also all the people in the Central Plains!"

"Against the Son of Heaven, what you mean is to let all the people of the Central Plains... All present the Book of the People?"

Hearing this, his heart suddenly realized, Wu Xiufeng asked in a rough voice.

"Yes, now three thousand soldiers are on the road, but there are so many of them that they should delay a lot of travel! And what we have to do! is that all the brothers set off at once, take the first step, and before they return to the capital, rush to all parts of the Central Plains, and spread the news of the generalissimo's killing of the prince!"

Looking at each other, strategizing, the Son of Heaven explained with a smile: "Then, incite the people of all cities to present a letter to the people, asking the Holy Lord to pardon the generalissimo!"

"Good! Good strategy! If the people want, the court will definitely have some scruples! When the time comes, the generalissimo will be safe!"

Hearing what he said, he clapped his hands, and Wu Xiufeng's expression became excited.

"Well, without further ado, brothers, I'll leave this matter to you! Get on your way as soon as possible!"

Beside him, there was joy in his eyes, his eyes swept over everyone, and Tong Lao Cang said in a loud voice.

"Okay! The three of us are heading to the lockdown!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, then let's go to Chancheng!"

"Well, let's rush to Zhengzhou City!"

As soon as these words came out, Tianxing hugged everyone's fists and took orders, and they automatically asked for help.

"Drive, drive, drive!"

After a while, the horses' hooves rattled, and the fierce horses left the stone city one after another in the moonlight!

"Against the Son of Heaven, what do we need to do next?"

Looking at Tianxing's dispatch of everyone, one by one figures disappearing in front of him, Wu Xiufeng thought about it and continued to ask.

"Wait! Now that everything is ready, all we can do is wait! Look at the providence!"

Hearing this, he looked up at the night sky and replied softly.

"By the way, I'm serious! Be prepared, if necessary... Hell robbery!"

After saying that, he stretched his waist, and the eyes of the Son of Heaven flashed, and he reminded in a deep voice.

Beside him, listening to what he said, Wu Xiufeng's face was stunned, and then he nodded.

Two days later, in the early morning, the sun was shining.

With Zhu's corpse, 3,000 soldiers and horses rushed back to the capital on foot.

At the same time, in the cities of the Central Plains, the news of the generalissimo's killing of the prince began to spread gradually!

When they learned that the generalissimo had avenged the grievances of the people, and now he was in a trap, the people of the cities volunteered to present the letter of the people!

.........

On the third day, the capital.

Forbidden City, in the Fengtian Temple.

At this time, with gray hair and wrinkled faces, Zhu Zhao sat on the dragon chair with a sad face.

In front of him, hundreds of civil and military officials gathered and were carrying out the early dynasty.

"Ahem, ahem... Ladies and gentlemen, what is happening today?"

Glancing at everyone, Zhu Zhao coughed a few times and asked.

"Holy Lord!

Hearing this, the civil and military officials looked at each other, and one of the attendants of the Ministry of Rites stepped forward with an embarrassed face.

"Well, say..."

Seeing this, he waved his hand, and Zhu Zhaocang read in a loud voice.

Yesterday, in the city of Cangzhou, there was a riot among the people..."

Looking at each other from afar, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites cautiously said.

"There was a riot?

On the dragon chair, frowning slightly, Zhu Zhaocang asked in a voice.

"Enlightening the Holy One, it is... It's because the people... I heard some rumors..."

Bending down to salute, the head of the Ministry of Rites was covered with cold sweat, and he wanted to speak again.

"What kind of rumors? Say it quickly! Don't spit it out!"

Seeing this, with a wave of his hand, Zhu Zhao scolded impatiently.

"Yes! It was said that a few days ago, Generalissimo Lu Ping, in... In Stone City, with your own hands... Kill the Eleventh Prince!"

Hearing the reprimand, the Ministry of Rites Shangshu hurriedly narrated in a trembling voice.

"What!"

As soon as these words came out, he was shocked, Zhu Zhao stared at him and stood up.

Have you ever heard it wrong? Lu Ping... Killed?

"You!

Immediately, there was a feeling of uneasiness in his heart, and he pointed at the other party with a big finger, and Zhu Zhao shouted angrily.

"Holy Lord, Cangzhou City rumors, Lu Ping killed the eleventh prince!"

On the other side, seeing Long Yan furious, the Ministry of Rites Shangshu trembled and knelt on the ground in fright.

"Fart! Lie to confuse the people! How is this possible! Give him great courage! He will not dare to kill my emperor!"

Hearing this, to make sure that he had not heard it wrong, Zhu Zhao frowned deeply, and scolded in disbelief.

I don't believe it! I don't believe that Lu Ping dares to kill!

General Ma rushed back from Shicheng and was outside the hall, asking to see him!"

Suddenly, just as Zhu Zhao was scolding, a guard walked into the main hall and reported respectfully.

"Quick! pass him in!"

Hearing that he was very uneasy when he heard that General Ma had returned, Zhu Zhao hurriedly said.

Then the guard saluted and turned to leave.

Then, a man in armor and four soldiers carried a coffin into the Fengtian Temple!

"This..."

Seeing a coffin appear in front of him, Zhu Zhao's eyes widened and he was so frightened that he sat down on the dragon chair.

.........