Hunming is Cheng Jinzhou’s biggest reliance. Zhenmi has increased his price.”

What Prince Zhao Zuxiang was holding in his hand was not only a seedling of real rice, but also the most fragile nerve in Cheng Jinzhou.

His face suddenly became cold.

Cheng Jinzhou's cold face was frightening. Zhao Zuxiang slowly straightened his waist and pretended to be nothing, and smiled: "The nephew of Jinzhou is indeed a hero among the people. A small county town in De'an has now become a capital of Tongyi. The people live and work in peace and contentment are actually good governance."

"I can't call it a big capital. But what is Mr. Zhao doing here? You will pull out the new seedlings. This is a destruction of people and wealth. You are rich and powerful, but the common people have to live on this." Cheng Jinzhou's words were definitely arrogance. Not to mention Daxia, where ethics are prevalent, it would be quite impolite to take advantage of the issue in other countries.

If it is considered a nervous noble, Cheng Jinzhou alone does not call it "county prince" and "adult lord".

But Zhao Zuxiang dared not do it.

Although he is a dignified prince, he was not only a dozen knights, but only one astral sorcerer apprentice followed him. He dared not speak harshly with Cheng Jinzhou. Everyone knows that the young man in front of him has slashed people with a knife more than once. That is something that many nobles who have been on the battlefield have never done before.

He invited several low-level star warlocks to stay in the Prince's Mansion continuously, but they just wanted to be comfortable and stable, and they were pursuing "more money and less life and closer to home". How could they follow the Prince out and work as a bodyguard?

In view of this, Zhao Zuxiang raised his head and bowed to Cheng Jinzhou on the way, saying, "What Lord Cheng said is that he will pay a large amount of compensation."

With Zhao Zuxiang's dignified status as a prince, his attitude is beyond words.

If we follow the checks and balances and requirements of the Astrology Association, the relationship between the senior civil servants and the Astrology Warriors should be in a relationship that the well water does not violate the river water. Faced with the astrology warriors, the so-called "primeness" of the senior civil servants will not cause much change.

However, a few days ago, a few days ago, the hiring of a third-level star sorcerer failed to assassinate Cheng Jinzhou, which made Zhao Zuxiang feel half short, not because of guilt, but because of the astral sorcerer's words.

A third-level star warrior with misconduct can get a lot of money as long as he takes action, no matter whether he succeeds or not. However, facing Cheng Jinzhou, he actually didn't even dare to do it.

The astral warlocks' judgment on the power of Cheng Jinzhou shocked Zhao Zuxiang.

Cheng Jinzhou looked at Zhao Zuxiang suspiciously and judged whether he realized the secret of Zhenmi.

Yisu's body slowly emerged and said, "This is Prince Nanling, right?"

Cheng Jinzhou turned his head and moved his lips slightly, "What?" "Do you still remember when I first saw Zhenmi, how did that Cao Fengxingshi introduced you to the source of the seed?" Yisu's memory was remote Jinzhou's imagination.

Xiao Cheng thought for a long time and found nothing: "I just remember that it appeared in the southwest."

"Who showed it?"

Cheng Jinzhou's face changed. Although he had no impression, he guessed: "Is it Nanling County?"

Yisu's head in the void twitched, and said, "If I remember well, it was his tribute to your Emperor.

Cheng Jinzhou's face became colder.

In this way, the Prince of Nanling might have recognized that the ground planted is not ordinary food.

Of course, there is also a certain possibility that the great nobles who were inseparable from grains paid a mysterious but unique plant to the emperor, and then they could never remember this incident again.

But no matter what the situation is, it is certain to doubt it, depending on the posture of the Prince of Nanling. After all, no one will plant tens of millions of waste products. If he is curious enough, the Prince of the Prince might hand over the plants in his hand to some familiar warlocks for identification.

Cheng Jinzhou's face had long turned from red to white and blue, and the Prince of Nanling was frightened to see it. He forced himself to retreat.

Liu Qingshuang was not very clear about the situation, but she also knew that Cheng Jinzhou attached great importance to this farmland. Looking at the formation of the subordinates of the Prince of Nanling, she also put her hands behind her back and secretly called two code words.

The knights of the Cheng family have always been paid by the mistress. When they saw several people in the code, they immediately urged the horses lightly and intentionally or unintentionally. Only in this way can they stand in front of them as soon as possible. They are all covered in armor and are not afraid of swords and arrows.

A knight leader quietly greeted the astral warrior in the rear to make him pay attention. At such a close distance, the astral warrior may not necessarily take advantage. The myth of the knight killing the astral warrior has been born.

Cheng Jinzhou was calm and considered how to deal with the current problems.

Killing on the spot is the most direct solution. But it is also an inexplicable thing. The gentlemen of Daxia will not send a mysterious detective to De'an or Shaonan to investigate. They only need to know: the Prince of Nanling arrived at the land of Cheng Jinzhou; Cheng Jinzhou went to his own land at the same time; if the Prince of Nanling died, the conclusion must be that Cheng Jinzhou was killed.

Although there may be no logical conclusion, there is an internal connection.

The more Cheng Jinzhou didn't speak, the more tense the atmosphere at the scene became.

Zhao Zuxiang only felt bitter in his tongue. He complained in his heart: It was really unlucky to meet 200,000 acres of land.

"It's a guest from afar. People come. Please dismount and rest. Lord Zhao is the same." Cheng Jinzhou finished speaking, and his knights rushed forward fiercely. Lu Xu grumbled at the apprentice of the Star Warlock behind, and the latter was so scared that he was still motionless.

"Don't move." Zhao Zuxiang quickly reached out to stop the knight who drew his sword. Unless he accidentally killed Cheng Jinzhou and the astral warlock behind him, there was no point in resisting.

“Everything is level

The knights pressed the armed soldiers on their backs, facing their backs

"He is the prince of the imperial court." Liu Qingshuang whispered behind her.

"If he wants to make him raise the real rice in the future, he will feel so angry." Cheng Jinzhou said, waved his hand and said, "Shimo, go to the city and bring all the officials, nobles and the villagers. Shaonan and Nanling also call them over."

"My nephew in Jinzhou. Why bother?" Zhao Zuxiang's eyelids were beating, and he knew it was not good.

Shi Mo ran to recruit people. I guess the time was about to get together, and I was afraid of the evening.

Cheng Jinzhou jumped off his horse, walked towards Zhao Zuxiang, and said, "Sir, Prince, don't talk nonsense later."

After saying that, he sat under the nearby tree, waiting for the crowd to gather.

Liu Qingshuang took the mat from the accompanying horse Qi, spread it in a cool place, and then pulled Cheng Jinzhou to sit down, then said, "What are you trying to explain when you come to everyone?"

Cheng Jinzhou curled his lips, glanced at Zhao Zuxiang who was forced to sit in the crowd, and said, "I want Zhao Zuxiang to be ashamed to say about this land, today's affairs, and the real rice in the future. Let people think that anything he said was made up for the sake of concealment."

"What to hide?"

"You'll know when you look." Cheng Jinzhou smiled evilly, learning from all horror cartoons, such as Smurfs, Cats and Mouses, and Black Cat Sheriff.

After about three or four hours, the nobles who could ride horses had gathered together and looked at the Prince of Nanling who was surrounded in the middle in a daze.

Zhao Zuxiang felt a stream of blood rushing into his head, and his face turned red.

He became the boss of Li Nian's southwest and the focus of Li Nian's banquet. He never worried that there were too many people paying attention to him. But now, those curious eyes make him feel uncomfortable.

What's even more uncomfortable is still behind.

Cheng Jinzhou slowly flew up. He stopped at a distance of magnitude from the ground and shouted loudly: "Agriculture is the foundation of the country. Our martyrs sacrificed their lives and work in order to make the people live and work in peace and contentment; in order to reclaim this land, countless people shed sweat."

Everyone looked at him excitedly, not understanding what he was saying.

Cheng Jinzhou was still excited: "At noon, sweat drips into the soil. To plant this land, our people have paid too much. But today, someone actually wants to destroy it."

He said as he calmed down his tone and said, "Mr. Prince, show you what you have done."

Everyone's eyes immediately turned to the Prince of Nanling.

Zhao Zuxiang was so ashamed that he was so angry that he pierced the seedlings that were forcibly stuffed into his hands on the ground. He silently said in his heart: I see what you want to do.

He held his own identity as a prince and comforted himself that no matter which identity Cheng Jinzhou had, he had no jurisdiction over himself.

Subconsciously, he forgot about Cheng Jinzhou and did not need to play according to regulations.

Today, Cheng Jinzhou can not only walk horizontally, but also stipulate that everyone can walk horizontally, run single numbers, and jump double towers. He is the Daxia restructuring committee, the urban management in the southwest, and the guards in the detention center. How can he follow any rules and laws?

Standing at the height of Limi, Cheng Jinzhou said in a positive tone: "Xu Guinian, tell me, what is the crime of destroying the green seedlings privately?"

If Cheng Jinzhou.com had come, Xu Guinian might have thought of something wonderful to not offend, but now he said without hesitation: "Sincere is going to be the flow."

Exile is an exile, a government-funded travel plan. The quality of the yamen runners is even lower than that of wild tour guides, and they are often not prepared for a return plan.

"Xu Guinian, you are bold." Some people jumped out impatiently, some people were optimistic about Cheng Jinzhou, some people were optimistic about the prince, or had to belong to the camp of the prince of Nanling.

A group of people suddenly burst into breathing.

The Prince of Nanling has dominated the southwest for a long time, but they could not have thought that the old Cheng Jinzhou would challenge him without hesitation.

And it is a condescending challenge.

"There is nothing bold or not. The prince violated the law and committed the same crime as the common people." Cheng Jinzhou argued and said, "For the sake of the nobles, the person came and beat him up."

The Ming Yabos had already prepared for a long time shouted: "Magnificent,"

"Mr. Cheng!" More people started yelling.

Cheng Jinzhou ignored it, and the historical stories from childhood to adulthood taught him that the Chinese-style world would never be missing those eloquent young people and the elderly. In the era when the monarchy was the first, the emperor was also criticized by literati, and he did not want to repeat the same mistakes. Force was decisive, and even the Zhao family's own people could not turn the situation around.

Yabo Ming rushed up with a trembling hand and feet, pressing the Prince of Nanling who had given up struggling, took off his pants and started to fight hard.

“One, two, three

Cheng Jinzhou shrugged and slowly floated back to the shade of the trees.

Liu Qingshuang hurriedly covered her eyes and whispered: "He is the Prince of Nanling."

In her impression, the Prince of Nanling was still an extremely high-end noble.

This is true in anyone's eyes.

The nobles in the southwest were bathed in the power of the Prince of Nanling for a long time. Even when they heard Cheng Jinzhou's orders, they could not believe it until Zhao Zuxiang showed his snow-white buttocks and moaned under the long sticks.

"In this way, anything he said to Zhenmi will be understood as slandered by people." Cheng Jinzhou said, and then ordered Song Heng not far away: "The prince's board was beaten and sent to De'an City to recuperate. Before he recovered, don't let too many people see it, it's embarrassing."

"Can the Zhao family see him?" Song Heng asked deliberately.

"If they pay the fine," Cheng Jinzhou raised his eyebrows and whispered: "The magistrate of the Po family and the governor of the family are lucky."
Chapter completed!