Their Lucky Star Was Transmigrated!

Not long ago, the crowded and bustling streets became empty after a moment of panic.

On both sides of the street, the assassins that kept pouring out fell to the ground, and the blood converged into a stream, slowly flowing across the street.

Father Xu did not appear in the queue escorting Zuoqiu, but he was behind, watching from a distance.

This is Datang!

This is the capital!

This is at the feet of the emperor!

Mr. Xu wanted to ask, what happened to this Datang, this capital?

"Wu Chenghou!"

When Mr. Xu was thinking about this problem, someone appeared behind Mr. Xu.

The spear in Father Xu's hand pointed at the opponent suddenly.

"Wu Chenghou Mo misunderstood, in Xiazhen Junhou, Yan Mei!"

"Yan Jing is the younger brother!"

The person here is Hou Yanmei, the Zhenjun.

Old man Xu stared at the opponent for a while, then slowly lowered the spear in his hand.

Yan Mei and Yan Jing really had some imagination.

"What advice does Zhenjunhou have?"

Father Xu did not relax his vigilance just because the other party was Yan Jing's elder brother.

It was Yan Jing who became worshipped with him, and it was also Yan Jing who got his approval. As for Yan Mei, Father Xu is really unfamiliar.

Although he used to be the Ninth Young Master of Xufu in the capital, he was very young, and he didn't have the chance to know too many people at that time.

"Wu Chenghou just watched his brother dying like this?"

Yan Mei's eyes fell on Mr. Xu's face, and he spoke lightly.

"if not?"

Old man Xu cast a sideways glance at Yan Mei.

Yan Mei sighed and said, "Yes, it's really hard for a man who wants to persuade him to come back. No wonder you guys can bow down. You have a similar temperament!"

"However, what if I can save Zuoqiu's life?"

"Is it?"

Elder Xu looked at Yan Mei, "Is there a way for Zhenjunhou to let the princess break the law?"

"Uh, no!"

Yan Mei was stunned.

Mr. Xu rolled his eyes directly at Yan Mei and said, "Since there is no way, then you say a fart!"

"Sorry, I'm in a bad mood, and my words are a bit aggressive, don't blame Zhenjunhou!"

"..."

Yan Mei suddenly didn't want to talk anymore.

He felt that he came on his own initiative, just because he was full. However, when he thinks that his brother with the awkward brain shell specially told him to help take care of the lower left colliculus before leaving home, his brain hurts.

What kind of evil is this all made!

"Wu Chenghou!"

"Benhou said seriously, I have a way to save Zuoqiu!"

"is it?"

"Then Junhou might as well talk about it!"

If Zuoqiu can be kept alive, Father Xu will naturally remember Yan Mei's kindness. On the contrary, if Yan Mei was just entertaining him, he would not care about Yan Jing's face.

"Who Zuoqiu asks for, righteousness!"

"What if the dead and head-catching family members come?"

"Widows and orphans always need someone to take care of them!"

"The place where righteousness lies, even if you die without regret."

"But many times, it's easy to die, but too difficult to live!"

"How does Wu Chenghou think?"

Yan Mei's words undoubtedly tempted Mr. Xu.

But if he came forward and attracted the dead catchers and fast-catching family members to come and block the way, it would certainly force Zuo Qiu to change his mind. But is Zuo Qiu still Zuo Qiu after this?

Besides, he didn't know the ethos of those family members who were catching heads and catching fast. If he met the greedy and shameless guy, his life as a ball would be ruined by him.

Do it or not?

"The method, Benhou has already given, as to whether or not to do this, Wu Chenghou decides on his own."

"Ben Hou farewell!"

Yan Mei finished speaking, turned around and left.

Originally, if Mr. Xu hadn't entered Beijing and something like this happened, Yan Mei had to let him take care of it himself. But now, he can completely be a hand-off shopkeeper.

Whether Zuoqiu is alive or dead, the decision is entirely within the thought of Father Xu.

Of course, Yan Mei also wanted to know at this moment how Elder Xu would choose.

How to choose?

This is really a problem!

Zhenjun Hou Yanmei left, but his people have been following in order to pass the news to him at any time.

However, what made Yan Mei wonder is that Mr. Xu always followed Zuoqiu's team unhurriedly.

The assassination of Zuoqiu continued.

The assassins took the posture of not killing Zuoqiu.

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Some people fell forever, some leaned on the street to breathe.

Father Xu was riding on the horse, and every time he saw a catcher who was still alive, he would let the catcher who followed him carry the person away and send him for treatment.

Mr. Xu did not choose the method of Zhen Junhou.

In this world, there are always people who like to hold the banner of good for you and help you make various choices.

But is the so-called good for you really good for you?

In Mr. Xu's view, a person must first have oneself before he can be called a good one.

Not to mention the behaviors of those family members who catch fast, just let Zuo Qiu give up the righteousness in his heart, that is, break Zuo Qiu's way, the living Zuo Qiu is no longer Zuo Qiu, but a walking dead.

Therefore, Father Xu's choice is to send Zuoqiu to the palace.

He also wanted to see, when the Deng Wen Drum sounded, how the current Supreme Council would decide this matter.

Some things must be done by someone.

In the battle of Huang Fengkou, in the heart of Old Man Xu, he was very disappointed with Emperor Yongping on the dragon chair.

The road leading to the palace is murderous step by step.

The number of people guarding Zuoqiu has been reduced by half.

On both sides of the street, there were no fewer than hundreds of corpses, some of them were assassins and catchers.

With such a big movement, there was no will in the palace.

The soldiers and horses of the Imperial City Division did not move.

Habayashi's soldiers and horses did not move either.

Mr. Xu did not believe that Emperor Yongping in the palace did not receive the news.

The inaction of Emperor Yongping was actually an act.

"Drive~~"

Old man Xu clamped his legs hard, and Huang Puma rushed forward.

"Stop!"

Not far in front is the Royal Street, and after crossing the Royal Street, is the Imperial Palace, and in front of the palace gate is the Dengwen Drum.

As Zuoqiu, he was not qualified to meet Emperor Yongping directly.

He wanted to see him, either the emperor summoned him, or he could only sound the Dengwen drum.

The Dengwen Drum of the Tang Dynasty is placed in front of the palace. Anyone who has serious grievances can beat the Dengwen Drum and go up to heaven to listen to it.

This is the rule set by Emperor Taizu of Tang Dynasty.

But the rules have a prerequisite, that is, the person who hears the drum and beats the drum, regardless of whether the complaint is true or not, must bear a hundred kills.

This is the price of hitting the Deng Wengu!

"Four brother, when you get here, do you want to continue?"

Father Xu looked at Zuoqiu, "The one in the palace has never done anything. You don't understand what this means!"

The killer fought the banner of Jieyundao, but if it was Jieyundao, would the court be so quiet?

What a funny thing to let the killer of Jieyundao assassinate court officials on the street!