Your Majesty, please beg for mercy. The prince's rebellion was successful.

The way back to Beijing!

Zhou Zheng led his troops across mountains, rivers, ancient forests, jungles and swamps, and also stepped across the sky full of yellow sand.

This long journey did not pass by any prosperous place, nor did it disturb the people.

For a time, the world even thought that Zhou Zheng disappeared out of thin air.

No one knows why Zhou Zheng traveled this way, not even Zhou Ping, Qin Gouer Gan Mo and others.

However, they and the three thousand Xiangjun elites never cared.

Where Zhou Zheng is, they have a backbone and have nothing to fear.

Finally, one month later, Zhou Zheng returned to the familiar yet unfamiliar city of Kyoto.

People in Kyoto had already received the news and were crowded in every corner of the street. No one spoke, and everyone looked at Zhou Zheng on horseback in the front with complicated eyes.

Different from the last triumph in the Northern Territory, there were no lights, no aisles of welcome, and no enthusiasm or madness.

Invisibly, an extremely depressing atmosphere spread, causing countless people's hearts to surge when they saw Zhou Zheng.

Especially the three thousand elites behind Zhou Zheng, fully armed, wearing black armor, holding spears, carrying sharp arrows, and their horses are equipped with armor and carrying crossbows!

The majestic feeling gives people a powerful intimidation.

And the overwhelming aura of blood on their bodies made the onlookers retreat involuntarily, with a trace of fear appearing deep in their pupils.

This is no longer just an elite, it has already been rumored to be like a killing god.

Zhou Ping followed Zhou Zheng, and he could see the changes in the expressions of countless people in the imperial capital.

If you look closely, you can even find a hint of hatred!

That's right, not worship and awe, but hatred.

The hatred that makes him want to kill him.

As for the look in Zhou Ping, Zhou Zheng and others' eyes, everyone could kill them.

At this moment, Zhou Ping felt complicated, and even felt a little sad inside.

Do they ever remember that a few months ago, when Daxia's cavalry was about to cross the northern border, aiming directly at Kyoto, who turned the tide?

Do they ever remember who traveled thousands of miles alone and traveled deep into the Great Xia Kingdom to promote our country’s prestige and strengthen our name as Great Zhou?

Do they ever remember who created the masterpieces that have been handed down from generation to generation, so that they flock to pursue them?

Do they ever remember Zhou Zheng's contribution in pacifying the rebellion in Xiangjun and pacifying the rogue bandits?

It was as if, at this moment, everyone in the world had collectively lost their memory.

They only remember that this time Zhou Zheng pointed his gun at the people of Zhou Zheng during the rebellion. They only remember that tens of thousands of flesh and blood died at the hands of Zhou Zheng. They only remember that spreading rumors about generals made Zhou Zheng's image become a drug addict. People who kill indiscriminately.

But unfortunately, these are the people Zhou Zheng once protected at all costs!

"You don't have to suffer other people's pain, but you want to encourage others to be kind?!"

"The sad thing about human nature is that we demand others according to the standards of a saint and ourselves according to the standards of a bitch."

"They're just a bunch of wretches."

Zhou Zheng didn't squint his eyes, he rode his war horse and advanced slowly.

The people of Kyoto are a group of people who have no worries about food and clothing, and they are elegant and noble people.

They are people of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but they have not really experienced the lives of the people at the bottom of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

They only know how to talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality, but they don't know that the foundation of benevolence, righteousness and morality is to survive.

If a person can't even survive, and you talk about your ideal life in front of him and keep hoping that he will become a saint, isn't this a joke?

Zhou Zheng was the prince, and he was once the object of admiration by people all over the world.

But Zhou Zheng is a person, a living person!

He needs to live!

Even though this method is cruel and unacceptable to the world.

"But, boss!"

"The people we killed were all deserving of death. We did not burn, kill or rob, nor did we kill innocent people indiscriminately. We also never used our power to bully others or oppress the people!"

Zhou Ping's throat was a little hoarse, his eyes were red, and his choked voice was full of unwillingness.

He couldn't understand why the world was so harsh on Zhou Zheng!

Could it be that to pacify the rogue bandits, the only ones to be killed are the rogue bandits.

Those rabble-rousers, shouldn’t they die? !

Those who bully others should not be killed! ?

Shouldn't those scoundrels with ulterior motives be eliminated?

"So what if everyone is drunk?"

"What if I wake up alone?"

"My actions in this life are nothing more than four words: having a clear conscience!"

Right or wrong, success or failure is nothing, only history leaves its name.

Everything will be judged by future generations.

"stop!"

Suddenly, a rushing sound attracted the attention of Zhou Zheng and others.

Hundreds of guards were seen standing in front, blocking the path forward for Zhou Zheng and others.

These guards were tall and well-armed, but what really attracted attention was the yellow armor on their bodies.

This is the yellow color exclusive to the palace guards.

It represents the dignity of the royal family and absolute power.

Officials in the DPRK, regardless of their rank, even at the level of Prime Minister, should be careful when seeing these imperial guards.

Because, behind them, standing is today's emperor.

"Ok?"

"Is it a decree from the palace?"

Seeing these guards, Zhou Ping looked suspicious, and the palace's reaction was too quick.

"Without an imperial edict, you are not allowed to lead troops within the capital!"

Before Zhou Ping and others could ask questions, Yiren, the leader of the guards, stood in front and shouted loudly.

The sound was very loud, resounding around, and many people could hear it clearly.

Even a fool can tell that this sentence is directed at the three thousand elite tigers and wolves behind Zhou Zheng.

"Bastard, do you know who this is?"

Zhou Ping scolded angrily, a mere imperial guard dared to point fingers at them?

All the officials in the court were naturally wary of these guards, but who was Zhou Ping and who was Zhou Zheng? !

They are all members of the royal family, the current crown prince, and the current crown prince!

"This is the law of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and no one is allowed to violate it!"

The leader was not repelled by Zhou Ping's words. Instead, he raised his head with a determined look on his face.

It seemed that Zhou Zheng and the others would not be allowed to lead troops into the imperial capital no matter what.

After all, these are three thousand killing gods. If there is a riot in the imperial capital, what impact will it have?

"Huh, my prince is leaving today, what do you want to do?!"

Zhou Ping just had nowhere to vent the anger in his heart, and after scolding him angrily, he waved his hand and prepared to move on.

Buzz! ! !

Seeing this, hundreds of guards actually drew their sabers on the spot, filled with murderous intent!

"Anyone who dares to take another step forward will be killed!"

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense as the needles faced each other!

special!

At this moment, the anger in Zhou Ping's heart reached its extreme.

It can be said that he is quite frustrated and angry today!

But at this time, he could only suppress the anger in his heart and turned to look at Zhou Zheng.

After all, these are the imperial guards, the emperor's men.

"Do you have an imperial decree?!"

Finally, Zhou Zheng rode forward slowly.

"No."

"Do you have any holy metaphors?"

"No."

The imperial guard was a little puzzled by Zhou Zheng's question.

"No one can break the rules of the Zhou Dynasty and the imperial court!"

The leader felt proud when he saw Zhou Zheng stopped talking and even lowered his head.

In his opinion, Zhou Zheng was still timid!

However, just when the guards were excited, Zhou Zheng raised his head again.

Only this time, Zhou Zheng did not look at them, but turned his gaze to Zhou Ping who was aside: "Whoever falsely conveys the imperial edict, violates the following, does not kneel when he sees me, draws his sword towards me, and threatens me with words, what crime should be punished?"

"Behead!"

Zhou Ping responded honestly.

"Then, what are you waiting for!?"

"All officers and men obey the order and kill!"

Killing intent burst out, and everyone looked panicked instantly!