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Seeing the two people lying on the ground in front of him, Wang Mang's complexion was extremely bad, looking at Chu He and Xiao Feng, his eyes were full of killing intent, and he asked in a cold voice.

"What's going on here, how could this Confucian scholar be here."

"General Wang, long time no see."

Chu He took off his helmet slowly, looking at Wang Mang with clear eyes.

"It's you?"

Wang Mang still had some impressions of the Confucian scholars he met on the street a few days ago, so he just asked in a cold voice.

"So, you brought your men to mess with my army?"

Wang Mang had already activated his martial intent, and it seemed that as long as Chu He responded to something wrong, he would kill him.

Xiao Feng stood in front of Chu He silently, his body full of fighting spirit, not weaker than Wang Mang in the slightest.

"Hehe, General Wang, don't be so anxious, why don't you ask these two people what's going on first."

Chu He said with a light smile.

Wang Mang frowned and looked at Zhao Dong on the ground.

Zhao Dong struggled to get up from the ground, knelt all the way to Wang Mang, and cried loudly: "General Wang, I didn't volunteer my life for Chen Jiang, and I can't help it. My wife and children are in Chen Jiang's hands." , If I don’t listen to him, my wife and children will die without a place to bury me!”

"General Wang, my son is only ten years old, please, please save my family!"

When Wang Mang heard the word Chen Jiang, he suddenly understood something. He was furious, kicked Zhao Dong flying, and cursed: "You bastard, I, Wang Mang, don't treat you badly on weekdays. How dare you do that?" Then Chen Jiang should answer! Tell me! What exactly does Chen Jiang want you to do!"

Zhao Dong knelt on the ground, kowtowed continuously, with snot and tears streaming down the floor.

"Master Chen, no, Chen Jiang wants me to replace the manpower in the armory. After five days, he will ask Liu Qingquan to send someone. I only need to let the internal staff carry out the armor, and tell the outside that the general wants to sell the armor. .”

"I know there are only so many, the rest are all arranged by this Liu Qingquan!"

Zhao Dong pointed to Master Liu who was stepped on the back by Xiao Feng and said.

After hearing this, Wang Mang's face turned green.

Do I need to talk about the next thing?

In the Daqian Dynasty, buying and selling more than ten pieces of armor was punishable by death!

This Liu Qingquan is Chen Jiang's man, as long as Chen Jiang intercepts the parking lot on the way, with all the witnesses and material evidence, convicting Wang Mang is a piece of cake!

Even if Wang Mang is not sentenced to death because of his military merits in the future, he will definitely be deprived of his post as a general, demoted to a criminal, abolished all his skills, and sent to the frontier to serve as an army.

This is still luck in misfortune, Wang Mang is a third-rank martial artist, in order to ensure safety, there is a high probability that his skills will be destroyed directly, and he will be locked up in the capital prison, and he will not be able to come out until he dies.

For a martial artist, losing all his skills is worse than death!

Afterwards, Chen Jiang could take advantage of the convenience of purging the moat army, place people in the moat army, and take over the moat army.

At that time, the guard army is very likely to become Chen Jiang's private army!

The soldiers of the city guards are at least eighth-rank martial arts. Once they are controlled by Chen Jiang, the consequences will be disastrous!

Wang Mang's face was gloomy, one left and one right, two punches destroyed the skills of Liu Qingquan and Zhao Dong, said coldly.

"Come on, detain Liu Qingquan and Zhao Dong and torture them so hard that they spit out all the contents of their stomachs!"

The patrolling soldiers who rushed to the side said in a deep voice.

Liu Qingquan suddenly took out something from his bosom, threw it into his mouth, and then laughed and said, "Wang Mang, do you really think you can catch it? Just dream!"

Wang Mang's complexion changed suddenly, and he pinched Liu Qingquan's cheek, trying to make him spit out the thing.

But it was too late, black blood gushed out of Liu Qingquan's mouth, obviously the poison had entered his body.

Liu Qingquan fixed his eyes on Chu He, and said with a sinister smile.

"You wait, you all wait for me! My lord will not spare you!"

As soon as the words fell, Liu Qingquan's neck was tilted to one side, and he was already dead.

Wang Mang was full of martial arts zhenqi, and clenched his right hand tightly.

boom!

With a muffled sound, Liu Qingquan's head burst open, splashing red and white all over the ground.

Zhao Dong knelt on the ground, feeling the overwhelming anger, trembling all over, not daring to breathe.

It wasn't until the surrounding patrol soldiers stepped forward and dragged Zhao Dong down that Wang Mang's anger eased a little.

Wang Mang shifted his gaze to Chu He and said in a cold voice.

"Now you should tell me who you are."

Chu He cupped his fists and said with a light smile, "My humble Chu He, a disciple of the Outer Court of the National Scholars Academy."

"Oh? National Scholars Academy?"

Wang Mang frowned, and said displeasedly: "How could the National Scholars Academy participate in the affairs of my city guard army?"

Chu He took out the badge of the National Scholars Academy to prove his identity, and then said.

"A monster appeared in the National Scholars Academy a few days ago, and I almost died because of it. Now that my body has recovered, I wanted to investigate it carefully, so I investigated the head of the city guard."

"Just right, Xiao Feng joined the city guard army a few days ago, so I asked Xiao Feng to take me in to have a look."

"I didn't want to alarm the general, but I didn't expect such a big commotion to happen."

An enemy's enemy is a friend, and Wang Mang was almost killed by Chen Jiang, so it is naturally impossible to be with Chen Jiang again.

Up to now, Chu He has no need to hide.

On the contrary, if he could win over a peak third-rank martial artist, it would be of great benefit to Chu He.

Wang Mang thought for a moment, then suddenly asked in amazement: "You are Chu He? The genius who wrote Zhong Xia, Yong Liu and other poems?"

"It's right here." Chu He said neither humble nor overbearing.

"Hahaha, a few days ago, I passed the academy's Tianjiao list exam, and I listened to your essay test and essay debate. You are really one of the few Confucian and Taoist talents in the world. Come, come, please tell me about your residence."

Thinking of Chu He's identity, Wang Mang's attitude changed almost 180 degrees, and he quickly regarded Chu He as a guest of honor.

Seeing the change in Wang Mang's attitude, Chu He was not surprised.

Now that Wang Mang is single and weak, it is still unknown how many Chen Jiangnei should be in the guard army.

At this time, not only Chu He needs Wang Mang's power, but Wang Mang needs Chu He's power even more.

Although Chu He's current level of Confucianism and Taoism is only at the fifth rank, the power behind Chu He is by no means that simple.

Chu He is the number one in the outer academy, and his few poems have won the praise of many great scholars. His status in the academy is not low. The importance of the National Scholars Academy.

In this way, Chu He not only represents himself, but also represents the attitude of the entire National Scholars Academy.

If you can win over Chu He, it means you can build a relationship with the National Scholars Academy.

What happened to Chu He, it is impossible for the National Scholars Academy to ignore it, not to mention that Wang Mang was not doing evil, but just seeking an asylum.

The National Scholars Academy has always been a reserve of great talents. Many of their disciples will gain fame in the future, at least starting as a fifth-rank official, and top talents are more likely to become third-rank or even second-rank ministers.

In many cases, the attitude of the National Scholars Academy can greatly affect the attitude of the Daqian Dynasty.